"Ok, lets get started." An old looking Cybertronian sat down and sighed.
"Today we must chose the next prime. If we don't then the one that we have now may die and we will be without a prime." Another elder said. This one was a woman and was truly not happy.
"But we must give this one a chance to have a heir." Yet another elder said.
"He has two. Or have you forgotten that Dwarfstar? If we do not allow him to let those two figure out who will be the next prime we will not have made the right choice."
The femme looked at the mech that had spoken. "They are only sparklings! If we wait there might not be a chance for them to grow old enough. Megatron might have all the sparklings killed! Give me an answer to that one Saber."
"Stop this quarrelling at once! We will chose the next prime. However that prime must be of the two heirs." The oldest of the elders spoke with a tone that demanded no arguing. "Unless any of you have someone else in mind."
All the elders looked at Brindle and shook their heads. "Then it is settled. We shall ask Primus himself which one shall be prime. If he gives us no answer then we shall wait until they are old enough."
The elders stood and walked to a larger chamber that only they could enter. In the middle of it sat a large glowing orb. Every now and then it pulsed with a golden energy. The oldest and wisest of the elders stepped up to it.
"Oh great Primus we ask you to answer one question."
"You shall ask and I shall do my best to answer."
The other elders bowed. Brindle nodded.
"Which of the heirs shall be next prime? We have yet to figure it out. Please oh great Primus grant us the answer."
The orb pulsed and then glowed brighter than ever. A figure stood in the middle of the orb and shook its head.
"I have my own plans for those two. One shall be prime; the other shall be yet another important object to Cybertron. That is all that I shall say for now. Until it is made clear know that none of the three shall die. They will suffer great loss, however. Do not worry elders. It is all taken care of."
The glowing faded and the elders stood shocked. They had just been face to face with the great Primus. It was something unheard of, even among the elders.
"Brindle, what shall we do." Dwarfstar asked with worry in her voice.
"We shall follow the orders of Primus. We will wait. Until it is made clear what is to happen to the twins of Optimus Prime, we shall wait."
"Elita…what are we going to name them?" Optimus looked at his sparkmate with curious optics.
Elita met his optics without flinching. "The silver one, Celestia. And the purplish one, Firestarter." She looked back down at the twins and smiled. They slept, oblivious to the plans being made about them at that moment.
Chistarpax: This is my first story and i would gladly take and criticism that you have. The first many chapters are Celestia and Firestarter's story. The twins appear and so do a few more familiar characters. Anyway, hope you enjoyed. Review please!