Ah was listen to a song called Concrete angel and this story popped into mah head, so ah named this after the song. Ah know Ah took parts of ta video and replaced some of it. No flamin' and No Spammin' please. Ah wanna see how well this turn out (Please forgive me for the way i'm typing in the desciption. Kinda almost sound like jazz is you read it right and say it like him )
Story take place : Between TF and ROTF
Character: Sideswipes, Optimus prime, Ironhide, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Jolt, Mudflap, Skids, Arcee, Elita and Chromia
Pairings: Further into the story (P.S: Elita and Chromia are not spark-bonded to Optimus and Ironhide. None of my stories are gonna have that)
Add Characters: Sunstreaker, Prowl, Warpath and Primus
Oc Characters: Angel Carter/ Winter dancer and Daemon / Night Dancer
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Old life to New Life
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearing' the same dress she wore Yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
A young girl, at the age of 8, cover in bruises from shoulder to knees, She wore a long white jacket with a blue and white dress along with a pair of white dress shoes. She had golden blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She was smaller then the other girls making her look like a 5 year old then an 8 year old.
She enter into the school building and head to class, no one bother to speak to her, or talk to her. She sat down at her respective desk and set her book back down.
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born.
The teacher walks up between the line of desks, she look at each of the student work when the teacher notice a bruises on the girl arm but the teacher doesn't ask and continue walking away. When the school bell rang the student got up and walked out of class.
The girl sat down on the bench, her feet barely touching the ground. She looked at her feet with those sadden blue eyes. A man walks over and sat down beside. She looks up at him as she saw he was wearing a Black White and gold t-shirt with white dress pants, He had golden hair with electric blue eyes that glow.
He patted the girl head as she smiles. They began to talk as he chuckles and she laughed. She got up and decided to leave, leaving the man confused for a bit. He sighs and smiled, watching the small girl leave.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dream give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angle...
That night, the same man appears in the darkness of the window leaning over, talking to the little girl who was happen to smile at his welcome smile. The man had told the girl his name was primus and she had told him of her name was Angel. They talked, he told her what he truly was and she was amazed by him
A women comes into the girl bedroom and started to yell at her. The man frowned and watched, anger filling in his electric blue eyes. He saw the small girl look at him for help and he nodded his head. She watched his eyes moved toward the door of her house and she pulled a hidden smile and a hidden nodded in her eyes. The mother was anger at the daughter for not listen and started to beat her
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late
That same night, the girl left the house at the same time the man left the darken house, walking to the girl and picking her up. She clung to him with joy, while he head toward his ghost vehicle mode. He set her in his Ghostly alt mode passenger seat as he close the door. He turned around and enter into his driver seat. Once he was in it, his body fizzled and disappeared. The engine revved as he began to drive down the road.
The police and paramedics all came to the house, only for them to barge into the house to find the dead girl and a alive mother. The were calling and moving to save the little girl life.
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dream give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel...
What came out of the house was a paramedic bed with a small body inside a black zipped up case, a women walking out of her house with tears in her eyes and hand cuffed to her back. The next day people were circling around the small stone grave with an angel on it.
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
The same man and girl stood in front of the grave that said ' Angelic Carter '. They turned around while the girl took the man hand. Walking through the bodies of the ones who didn't notice her abusive past. She saw the other kids as the man smiled lightly, allowing her to run off to the ghostly kids. But primus had something more for her But he decided to let her have her time.
Through the winds and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel...
It's been years since the death of Angel in the living world, he had decided it was time to allow angel to return but not as human, but something special. He turn to the group of children who were waiting to be return and he had nodded his head to them. It was their time, to become something special.
He raised his hand and touched the angel head and smiles lightly. A boy with dirty blond hair, black jacket and black t-shirt with blue pants walked up to them and smiles.
"I will send you two back to the land of the living, while the all-spark is still alive and active. I will not be able to protect you both. Angel, you will be the all-spark host and a gifted one at that, and Daemon you will be the all-spark guardian. " Primus said.
The two nodded their head and grabbed each other hands. Primus moved his hand toward a image that appear " There are two pods coming to earth, ones that have your bodies in them, A mechling as black as night and Silver as the metal. NightDancer is your name Daemon." He turned to angel " And as for you, Angel, A femmeling as white as the moon and Gold as the stars. Winter Dancer is your name" He spoke in a calm, gently tone.
The two nodded their head once more. Primus waved his hand over their head, the bodies of the two began to glow and faded away. Leaving the safety of primus world to a new life in a new cybertronian body.