So, I've gotten a whole bunch of requests about side-stories, for example: what about Cybres? So that inspired me to write a side story thing. Cybres will be a whole story arc of its own later on, but as for now...

These stories will span the whole From Dusk to Dawn chronicle. Right now, From Dusk to Dawn, From Dusk to Dawn: Wings of Revenge, and From Dusk to Dawn: War In The Shadows are used, as soon as I get From Dusk to Dawn: Daughter of Ivorras, Ward of Primes published, stories in there will be published.

This first one is between From Dusk to Dawn and From Dusk to Dawn:Wings of Revenge

WARNING! The fluff might rot your teeth! So you might want to call up your dentist after reading... XD

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Dusk Greyman (Skyfyre Ivorra/Prime)- None

Tomosal Ivorra-Optimus Prime

Healer-Ratchet

Shadowsteel-Ironhide

Sideslash-Sideswipe

The Lightning All Around Me

Normal POV

It was storming hard outside of the Diego Garcia base on that September night. Optimus was still awake at his desk sorting through some important documents, when a small sound alerted him to someone's presence.

"O-Optimus?" a soft, alto voice said.

The Great Prime turned towards the door, only to face an uncomfortable looking Halfling.

"Hello, Dusk," he said, "Why are you up so late?"

Dusk looked sheepishly up at him, her human face ruddy with shame as she saw the files on his desk.

"I-I'm sorry," she muttered, "I d-didn't know you were busy."

"Is something wrong?" Optimus asked, "Your stress levels seem unusually high…did something frighten you?"

She snorted, waving her hand through the air dismissively.

"Scared?" she snorted, "I'm not scared. Why would I be…"

A loud clap of thunder shook the base. Optimus heard a high scream and something latched itself to his pede.

He looked down, puzzled…

At a very, very frightened Halfling.

"Dusk," Optimus said, softly, "Is this what frightened you? The thunder?"

The Halfling looked up at him, her sapphire blue eyes now dark black and speckled with gold in fear.

"Come here, child," he said, holding out his servo.

Dusk trembled slightly as she climbed into it, Optimus raised her up and put her up to optic level.

"Why does it frighten you?" he asked.

She shook her head, giving a short squeal as another rumble shook the base, making the lights flicker out.

The only light in the room was the soft blue glow from the Prime's optics.

Dusk buried her head in Optimus' chest plating, tears dripping from her eyes and onto the Prime's armor. He gently stroked her back with a finger.

"There is nothing to fear, Dusk," he crooned, "I am here, I will not let anything harm you."

She looked up, the light from Optimus' optics casting an eerie glow upon her tearstained face. Her scar now seemed like a bit of tar that had been strung over her eye.

Minutes passed in silence, only being broken by the light crying and gasping of the Halfling every time the thunder rumbled.

"I-I remember that day," she finally whispered, "Not images or anything…but I remember sounds."

"What day?" Optimus asked.

"The day that Ratchet brought me here," she said softly.

She was only a few months old. How could she have remembered that?

"You know how some people have a memory that can play back any moment in their lives?" she asked.

Optimus nodded, he had heard.

"I'm kinda like that," she said, "Only I remember sounds."

She gave another squeak as the thunder boomed again, Optimus calmed her down.

"There was a battle that day," she said, looking up at him, "Both on Cybres, and here."

He remembered, he was there when Arcee had been pinned by Starscream, and she had lost Dusk.

"The blaster fire on the doors of the place my mother had me sounded like thunder," Dusk whispered, "I remember crashes on the floor, stone and metal, and then here…more fire, more thunder."

She shuddered.

"And you have been afraid of the sound ever since," Optimus mused.

"That's why I don't go on the training field when 'Hide or any of the 'Bots are on it…" Dusk said.

"It reminds you of that day,"

"When I got this," she said, pointing to her scar, "I knew I'd never forget, and I never have."

"You did not tell Sideswipe of this?" Optimus asked.

Her face ruddied.

"Why did you come to me?" he asked, "Why not stay with Sideswipe and tell him this?"

She looked down.

"Because I feel more at ease with you," she mumbled.

Optimus' spark glowed with warmth, and he held the Halfling girl close to his chest. She let out a sound that sounded startlingly like an engine's purr as she nuzzled him.

He then remembered Healer telling him that Cybreians had a 'purr' when they were happy or content. Much like a Cybertronian did.

Dusk looked up at him.

"O-Optimus?" she asked.

"Yes, Dusk?"

"C-Can…canisleepwithyoutonight?" she said in a rush.

He gave a smile, he remembered Blurr instantly. The fastest Autobot in alt form, bi-pedal form, and most definitely…Blurr was the fastest in talking.

"Of course, little one," Optimus said, turning off the light as he lay down.

Dusk shyly but certainly climbed up next to him and curled up at his side. Optimus wrapped his servo around the Halfling child gently and he listened until Dusk's breaths became deep and even before he himself slipped into recharge as the storm faded away.

The only sounds that were heard, were the thrumming of two sparks, and the soft breaths of a sleeping Halfling.

…

The next morning, Major Will Lennox came into the Prime's quarters. A brilliant smile lit up his face as he saw the Prime's servo protectively curled around the Halfling as she nuzzled up to his side.

He called in Epps, 'Hide, Ratchet and Sideswipe to take a look at this. Epps' eyes lit up at the scene in front of him, 'Hide chuckled to himself.

"Prime always had a soft spot for Sparklings," he said softly.

"Yeah," 'Sides huffed, "But why did he have to take mine?"

"I think both of you should get back to your posts," Ratchet said, "And leave the two alone…or do I have to introduce my wrench to you both?"

Both Autobots winced and hastily backed away, neither wanting to challenge the might of the Hatchet and his trusty wrench.

Lennox grinned.

"She looks like Annabelle does to me compared to him," he mused, "She's so tiny!"

"And you'd do the same thing?" Epps said.

"Heck yeah," Lennox said, "Although…you gotta wonder…"

"What caused her to come in here in the first place," Epps said shaking his head as he took out a camera.

"Whoa, wait," Lennox said, "What are you doing?"

"Getting a picture," he said, smirking, "A: it's a once in a lifetime event, my guess and B: Blackmail."

Epps raised the camera and was about to snap the photo when…

"I would advise you not to wake her," Prime's deep voice rumbled.

Epps looked up into the royal blue optics that glanced down at him.

"She is perfectly fine sleeping," Prime said softly, "Let her be."

And they did.

A/N Thanks for reading! I'll published the next one fight after I get this one ready. Coming up, Dusk has a little encounter with a game...something about eight pages...?

Title from Linkin' Park's New Divide

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.