Disclaimer: I own plot and OOC's in here HOWEVER I do NOT own Anything to do with Transformers.

So, I've lost my imagination on my other two stories... I'd like to try this so please give feed backs.

If you don't have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all. I will only deal with people that support or give ways to help write better.

I myself do not like this prelude, but altogether, it'll help understand (I think, at least a little bit...)

Please bare with me as I'm going along, I actually like what I have in mind but I don't know if this will be how I truly want it.

Edited* I have tried to make it more understanding, but then again, you'll have to read further to start to understand...


Divine Dreams Prelude

Adventure/Romance

Sideswipe(OOC)Sunstreaker

If you guys have suggestions, go ahead and I'll see if I like them (will not judge) just the fact if it'll go nicely with what I have planned.

Enjoy =)


Screams pierced the smoke filled air as people ran down the streets. Military hung near by, fighting those that presented a threat to the world. They had one goal, and it was to get that cube to safety. All else could be put aside just to keep the cube from falling into the wrong hands.

"Sam, get to the building!"

The Autobots fought to keep Sam and the All Spark safe as they made room for him to get to that building to bring the Cube to the helicopter. Sam sprinted, not stopping for a single second because everything depended on his success in delivering the Cube.

He panted, running from those around him and sweat trickling down his body from the exertion he was putting on it. His heart pounded as he came to the helicopter, only to pull back and duck when a missile hit his target. Sam was afraid, he was afraid what would happen, that he might die and have no chance whatsoever.

Megatron snarled as he tried to coax Sam into giving him the cube, but when he kept refusing, Megatron swiped at his current spot, causing the area around him to cave and give way. Sam's scream hit the air as he fell, still clinging to the cube, only to be caught by Optimus.

He watched them battle and when it came time to push the cube into Optimus's chest, he did the opposite.

Shoving the cube into Megatron's chest, he pulled back from the sudden shockwave that was release from it. The power ripped its way through Megatron's body and sent him over the edge, killing him while knocking down everyone that stood within the main wave of the power surge. Though, even if it looked like the power had killed him, Megatron had only fallen into a stasis lock.

Everything became silent as they looked around, people scrambling to their feet from the wave, some not moving and others suddenly becoming sick. No one knew what was really happening, but it frightened those that were still alive from the battle.

From that day on, the world fell apart, people became sick, a lot just fell down dead or didn't make it from a sudden sickness that hit them. Those that became sick and stood a slight chance, gained black swirls covering their bodies and became angry, and suddenly craving for the spill of blood.

A lot ended up being Immune to this sudden sickness, this infection. They called those that became taken

over, The Infected. The Immune people went into hiding, never to be seen within the streets with the Infected. Those that lived through the sickness and became better, gained flecks of electric blue in their eyes. Those that seemed to be more developed gained more blue, but none had fully blue eyes.

Those were called the Specials.

People, Immune and Infected didn't take kindly to the Specials. There were people that helped, but most Specials would be killed, thus making them very little and scattered, depending upon themselves and no one else. They were hated, for they were not like those around them. They were different in ways that only the Specials knew.

The world fell apart, cities becoming abandoned and homes soon followed, being boarded up, none taking a chance on being killed. Many surrounded their homes with high fences with voltage. Solar power became a necessity to living, some resorting back to fire and other means of energy such as water.

The Autobots and Nest made a plan to help find a cure for this Infection, but so far, nothing has helped. A year slowly passed by and the one that would help the world would soon arise.