((Give me a break. I'm just randomly doing these for fun.))
Long ago, on a world called Cybertron. There was a kingdom named Iacon. A city full of life, love and tradition, lived Nighten Gale, a young girl with her loving father. Although he saw she was happy. He thought she needed a mothers love. So he married a woman of good family. Who had two daughters of her own. The youngest Thunderblast and the old Slipstream. Not long after, the girls father passed away of an incurable illness. Then the step mothers true self was shown. After some time Nighten was abused, beaten and humiliated then turned into a servant in her own home. But Nightens spirit remained intact, she was still loving and caring, all the same.
~Years later~
Nighten wake up, her blue optics shinned. Little bots (mini-cons) crawled out of their hiding places. "Morning Nighten," One called to her,
"hello there," she smiled then sighed, "Time to start another day." she stood and placed the mini-cons on the floor then started her daily routines. Never enjoyed the, but did them.
"NIGHTEN!" the step mother and sisters screamed,
Nighten just rolled her eyes, "I'm coming. I'm coming. Morning, noon and night." she sighed picking up trays, then headed up the stairs of 'con manor.'
~Iacon~
In the Iacon castle, not that far from 'con manor.' Alpha trion threw a data pad against the wall shattering it, "Hes been pushing off his duties long enough!" he rubbed his face, "I want to hear the little pitter patter of feet running across these floors again,"
Jazz stuck his head out from behind a pillar. "Maybe we should give him some more time, Sir."
"Time!? Hes had plenty!" Trion growled, "Optimus has to find a mate! Tonight!"
Jazz gulped, "t..tonight!?" he hesitated,
"the boy is coming home today isnt he?" alpha trion hit his desk, "whats more normal than to celebrate by having a ball?"
"Nothing sir... I'll get on it,"