A brand new day has dawned over the planet called Cybertron, as a young nine year old boy called Arrow Prime stepped outside of a structure that was built for giants.
To this very day that same young boy was actually a robot, built to serve the Autobots and the Autobot Commandor Optimus Prime. But this boy grew up beside Optimus and loved him like he was his father and creator, so he continued to think that way from that day on. This young boy was a very special boy indeed; forever the Autobots worst enemy wanted that boy, their enemy was and forever has been the Decepticons and the leader of that Tribe wanted to use the boy as a weapon for destruction. But the Autobots won't let them have their evil way, the young boy then grew up with Optimus as his father and creator and helped him with the others.
A long time ago in a far away galaxy, far from the planet we call Earth came another planet, a peaceful planet they call Cybertron. Who are they you ask? These are Automous organizisims, called Autobots but there is an evil race as well and they are called the Decepticons.
But our story begins on Cybertron at an Autobot Command base called The Arc, today we see a young lightly tanned skinned little boy who looked to be about nine years old. His silver spiked hair blew in the night wind while looking around the Arc, this boy was more different then your average human he was a robot created by an Autobot named Rachet.
To help serve The Autobots and their Commanding Officer Optimus Prime, this young boy could dream to be anyone he wanted to be. But for now his dream was to become a Commanding Officer just like his father, the boys name was Arrow Astro Prime the young Commanding Officer in training. It was during the nightfall when the young boy known as Arrow was outside looking up at the stars, he was sitting down at what looked like a sharp pointy ledge of The Arc.
Arrow had looked up at the night sky feeling quite different about himself, he had always wondered why he had felt different from the others.
"Why do I feel so different?". Wondered little Arrow he then could hear a simple conversation with two Autobots, he could reconize one of them to be Ironhide the tall black and silver Autobot weapon specialist. And the other one he could make out as Rachet, the Autobots Medical Officer, on the otherhand he is also in charge of taking care of Arrow's wellbeing and healing process.
"You know Rachet I just don't get that kid sometimes". Said the dark voice from behind Arrow the young boy knew Ironhide was a bit harsh and lacked empathy, the dark colored Autobot looked at Rachet who gave him a cold stare. The yellow and red Autobot by the name of Rachet looked at Ironhide, "How can you say that Ironhide?". He said calmly while looking around to see if Aroow has heard anything.
But the yellow and red Autobot was wrong the young boy had heard what Ironhide had said. The little boy had felt completely hurt by Ironhide's words. The lightly tanned colored boy slowly walked past the two talking Autobots, and went inside The Arc looking quite sad and hurt. Arrow walked towards his father's chambers once inside the big doorway he could see his father sitting at his desk working on some old data pads. The giant red and blue Autobot looked down from where he was, and noticed Arrow had walked in.
"What is wrong young one?". He asked while gently sending down his giant silver colored metal hand down to his young son, once it was down little Arrow climbed onto his father's giant metal hand and hung on tight. "Dad why am I different?". Said little Arrow while hanging onto his father's index finger.
