Prologue
"When the dawn of the new age arises a youngling shall be sparked. She shall be born with a destiny so great that it will change Cybertron and life as we know it pushing us into a new era. She shall hold the power to see Cybertron's past present and future, and hold the most purest of sparks. She shall be the new-" A mech with yellow racing
stripes painted on his blue armour read. "What do you think it means?"
"I don't know, because the rest is unreadable. I can only assume it means trouble." Another said, himself covered in a red-orange and white medical paint design. "But if it means trouble, then we must prevent anyone who could use this to their advantage from finding out."
"You don't mean…"
"I do Smokescreen"
"But-" Smokescreen did not get to finish his sentence, because there was a loud explosion, and the two mechs were knocked backwards.
"So it's true, that means that things could be looking up for us."
"Starscream, I knew you would come." The second mech said.
"Of course, Ratchet, why else." Starscream said with a sneer.
"I won't let you use this prophecy to your advantage." Ratchet said firmly.
"Wanna bet?" And with that, Starscream blasted the place, burying Ratchet and Smokescreen alive.
"Nothing can stop me now." Starscream laughed, leaving the two to rust.
Meanwhile, a joor (hour) after dawn, in an alleyway in Iacon…
A bright rose pink femme was running. In her arms, was a joor old sparkling. Blaster-shots whizzed past the femme, one nicking her right calf. She cried out and stumbled, falling flat on her faceplate. Five dark frames loomed over her, and the femme curled around the sparkling, protecting it. The mechs started kicking and shooting at her, until she stopped moving all together. The sparkling wailed when it's carrier offlined. One of the mechs stepped forward, and yanked the dead frame off the now high pitched wailing sparkling. The mech suddenly back pedalled, not believing what he saw. The others wheeled back as well. The colour scheme, the helm. All of it. Regaining his posture, he sneered and reached forward, ready to snatch up the sparkling, only for something to ram into him. He went flying across the alley, and his back rammed into a wall. He groaned as he sat up. When he look at his companions, he realized that they were frozen in shock, he followed their optics towards a bright white light. The light took shape of a very tall and broad mech. He couldn't make the new bot's shape out properly. The glowing mech bent down and scooped up the sparkling. The sparkling instantly stopped wailing, and snuggled closer to the mysterious mech. Light engulfed him and the sparkling, and with a flash of bright light, they were gone.
Hey guys sorry that this first part was so short but it is the prologue. Update coming soon! I do not own transformers, I only own my OC's. This disclaimer is meant to cover the story. I also own the plot and the 'Last Prophecy'.