Chapter 1: Orion Pax
The young red, white, and blue Autobot held on to the bar of the Cybertronian shuttle bus. He was finally going to the Autobot Academy! As a birthbot, he was very lucky to get this honor. Cybertronians could reproduce, but many didn't. Those who did where often outcast, their children made fun of and often given the title 'birthbot'. Usually they ended up being maintenance bots. This one knew he was going places!
He exited the shuttle bus to the very large Autobot Academy. He marched right up to the front door and into a long line for dorm assignments. Once he finally reached the front desk a middle aged femme smiled at him and asked him for his operating number.
"15189151416124," he announced with pride. Even birthbots had operating numbers!
"Ah, a lucky birthbot, eh," said the middle aged femme bot "Me too. My name's Moonracer. You got a name?"
"You can call me Orion Pax until I get my new name for the Academy," answered Orion. Moonracer smiled and nodded.
"Okay, Orion Pax," she said "Your dorm is the one on the left of this building. Your dorm room is third floor, second corridor, and seventh room. Here's your schedule. You begin tomorrow with your Naming Ceremony at seven."
"Thanks, Ms. Moonracer!" he said happily "Bye!"
"Good-bye, Orion Pax!" she said right before he dashed door to the other building. He entered, and then took the Cybertronian elevator to the third floor. He walked to the seventh room. On the door was a sign that read: Current Occupants – 0. Orion changed the zero to a one before entering the room. The room had two Cybertronian bunk beds. He grabbed the top one on the left for his bed. He read his schedule.
Period 1: Trigonometry
Period 2: Astronomy
Period 3: Phys. Ed.
Period 4: World Civilizations
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Cybertronian
Period 7: Cybertronian
Period 8: Universe History
Period 9: Free Period/ Study Hall
Period 10: Chemistry
Period 11: Battle and Leadership 201
He put his schedule down, quite satisfied. He had gotten the two special advanced classes he had wanted, Universe History and Battle and Leadership 201. The door to his room opened and a blue and orange mech came in.
"Hey," he said "You got a name?"
"You can call me Orion Pax until we have naming ceremonies tomorrow," answered Orion "What's your name?"
"Call me Dion till the naming ceremonies," he said as he claimed the top bed on the right "You constructed or a birthbot?"
"Birthbot. You?" Orion sighed.
"Constructed, but it doesn't make a difference to me," Dion shrugged and Orion agreed. Dion looked at his schedule. He offered Orion to look at his if he could look at Orion's. Orion nodded and handed him the schedule. Orion looked at Dion's schedule.
Period 1: Trigonometry
Period 2: Free Period/ Study Hall
Period 3: Phys. Ed.
Period 4: Chemistry
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Cybertronian
Period 7: Cybertronian
Period 8: Universe History
Period 9: World Civilizations
Period 10: Astronomy
Period 11: Battle and Leadership 201
"Hey, we have a couple of classes together," Orion pointed out.
"Yup," said Dion "You want to go explore the grounds?"
"Sure," the mechs got down from their bunks. They exited the room and headed out to courtyard. Tables were set up and the metal underneath them was green. There were transformers everywhere you look. Orion caught something out of the corner of his optic.
"No way," he muttered "Hold on Dion. I think I see an old friend from Auto Boot Camp who was three years older than me. Come with me."
"Orion, you don't even know his new name now, do you?" he asked.
"No, but he'll remember his old one," he said as they walked "Downshift! Hey, Downshift!" His calling didn't attract any attention; it fit right in with the noise. Finally, the bot seemed to hear his old name. He turned around to see Orion waving at him. He jumped off the table he had been sitting on and ran over to his old friend.
"Orion Pax," he smiled "Always knew I'd see you here." Downshift had a guard over his mouth and was silver and white.
"What are you called nowadays, Downshift?" asked Orion.
"Wheeljack, Wheeljack Gamma," Wheeljack used his Academy title.
"Hi, I'm Dion, Orion's roommate. Do you know the titles in order? I keep forgetting," said Dion.
"Sure. From least to greatest," began Wheeljack "The titles are Lamda, Kappa, Delta, Gamma, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Minor, then you either drop the title or become a Prime."
"Thanks," Dion said.
"Come on," said Wheeljack "You can come meet my group." Wheeljack lead Orion and Dion over to a group of five Autobots, three were guys and two were femmes.
"Who are the newbie, Wheel?" asked one.
"This is Orion Pax, my old friend from Boot Camp and his roommate, Dion," explained Wheeljack.
"Hey," said the one who spoke before "My name's Inferno, Inferno Gamma."
"Hi," said the red and orange femme bot "I'm Firestar, Firestar Gamma."
"She's also off limits," said Inferno.
"Now that's he's claimed property on his girlfriend," laughed Wheeljack.
"Yeah until they break up for the trillionth time," laughed a green and yellow mech.
"They break up a lot?" asked Orion.
"Once every week," laughed Wheeljack.
"Anyways," said the green and yellow mech "I'm Hoist, Hoist Delta. I'm training to be a medibot."
"Oh, so you fix him whenever he hurts himself with his inventions," laughed Orion remembering the time Wheeljack had almost lost a servo in Boot Camp.
"Yeah, pretty much," said Hoist "The school's medibot stopped taking him." This made everyone crack up.
"Alright," said the blue and yellow bot "I'm Grapple, Grapple Delta. I'm going to be architect."
"And this," Wheeljack waved toward the final green femme "Is Elf. She's new, like you and will be having her Name Ceremony tomorrow." Then he whispered "She's a bit shy, so be nice." They talked for awhile once Orion and Dion sat down.
Orion and Wheeljack told stories about their adventures the year they were together in Auto Boot Camp. Dion told of his adventures as did every body else.
"You got a Music Panel?" Orion asked Dion when they had gotten bored of the conversation the others were having on a mean teacher.
"Yup," said Dion. A slit in his arm slid open and up popped a dark blue Music Panel Lithium G6, screen included.
"That's the same one I have," Orion did the same thing Dion had done and took out the panel.
"What kind of music do you have on it?" asked Dion.
"A little All-Cybertronian Rejects, Byte Mouth, Bowling for Energon, but mostly Techno Gambit," listed Orion "You?"
"Wow…that's my Panel," Dion amazed "Techno Gambit's my favorite band."
"Same here," smiled Orion. Wheeljack's voice interrupted their conversation.
"Wow a Music Panel Lithium G6!" he said "How did you manage that, Orion? I've only got G2."
"It was a gift from the orphanage from getting into the academy," answered Orion.
"Orphanage?" asked Dion.
"Yeah," said Orion "I grew up in a birthbot orphanage all my life. I never knew who my parents were."
"Man that sucks. Even I know who constructed me," Dion sighed. They sat in silence for a few moments.
"Well, I've got a go," said Wheeljack.
"We should go too, Inferno," said Firestar. They left and Elf left as well.
"We're going too," Orion said and Dion nodded in agreement.
"See ya!" called Grapple and Hoist as the two new friends walked away.
End of Chapter…
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