In Today Already Walks Tomorrow
by SMYGO4EVA
"Crosshairs, tell me - do you believe in fate?" Optimus asked the fellow Autobot, turning to face him.
"Huh? What brought that up, Prime?" Crosshairs asked, a little taken up, but most of all bewildered at his suggestion.
Optimus looked away for a moment, but focused his attention to the sword he held in his servoes, thinking back to his involvement with Cybertron, with Unicorn and Quintessa, how he almost destroyed a world, how he betrayed his team under their power of suggestion.
"A lot has happened. A lot that has made me rethink what I had thought to be fate's doing."
Crosshairs flinched a little. "Well, to answer your question…no. Not really." He finished calibrating his weapon, setting them aside. "Why?"
"It has played a huge part in this conflict, or at least that is how I see it."
"I guess, but it could be just sheer dumb luck. Who knows, am I right?"
The Prime paused a moment. "You may be right, Crosshairs. It's always unpredictable, but it stands to reason that fate does have a way of showing itself in dire times."
"All right then, whatever helps you recharge, Prime." Crosshairs inferred as he sat up, taking another weapon to recalibrate.
Optimus then took his sword and placed it back into his sheath, venting out a weary sigh. "Yes," he said, with a conviction that made him uneasy, wondering if he had done right.