Alexis 'Lexie' Lovell - Back story

A/N: Since I, AlexisPrime, gave ChloeBee the challenge to write the back story for her character in the first place, I thought I'd write the one for mine.

"My daughters, you know the peace between Xylia and Cybertron is a fragile thing, at best. You also know that the youngest Prime has the reached the age in which he is to bond with one of our young princesses. One of you," the aging woman informed as she paced the length of the ballroom. Her two daughters exchanged a frightened glance. "I've met with the current Prime who has chosen the perfect bride for his son. He's already decided."

"But that's not fair!" Celeste cried out suddenly, causing her mother to stop and send her a glare. "You can't just give us away, that's not right."

"I agree, we're a family," Alexis added. Her mother sighed, dragging a hand through her graying blue wire hair.

"My darlings, I know we are a family. But even families leave Xylia to start new lives. You must understand. This is for the safety of all Xyleons."

"At the price of our freedom?" Alexis almost snapped.

"I will not argue with you. You must know who he wants for the young Prime," her mother interrupted. Alexis bristled at her mother cutting her off, but dealt with it. "Alexis, he chose you." Like that, with a simple sentence, Alexis' world came crashing down around her. Tears fell from her optics, sliding down her blue flesh. That... that couldn't be true. Her mother could not have promised her to the Prime. For then she would have no choice. She would be forced to bond with the youngest Prime yet. She slumped to the ground, sobs leaving her before she could stop them.

"M-me?" Alexis stuttered. Her mother nodded without any emotion crossing her face. A woman who let their feelings rule them was weak. Alexis was lucky that she wasn't getting a slap for her crying.

"You will live on Cybertron with the young Prime as his sparkmate. But you will not be alone. You have will have all of Cybertron at your feet. You will still rule," her mother said before leaving the room, her dress even catching Alexis' face. As soon as the older woman was gone, Celeste dropped to her knees beside Alexis, putting her arm around her sister's trembling shoulders as she did so.

"You'll be fine, Alexis. I'm sure you will be," Celeste gently encouraged. Her spark twisted in sorrow when she caught Alexis' optics. "Aw, don't look at me like that. I'm right, you know. You're strong. Besides, I've heard that the Prime's actually nice. Nicer than the current one."

"D-doesn't m-matter. I'm g-gone f-from h-here," Alexis moaned. Celeste pulled her in tighter, stroking the soft flesh of her sister's exposed shoulder. She pulled the strap of Alexis' dress, which had slipped down her arm, to rest in its proper spot on her shoulder.

"Sh, Alexis, don't cry. It won't be that bad," Celeste said. Alexis tried to contain her tears, and when that didn't quite work, she allowed Celeste to hold her until she had run out of them. Then they quietly stood and retreated to their own rooms.

But the bond hung over Alexis' head. Her thoughts were only able to remain on that alone. What was the Prime like? Was he kind like Celeste said? Or was he cruel, and evil? What caused the current one to choose her over Celeste? Alexis stared at herself in the full length mirror her mother had forced her to get.

Alexis was on the taller side. Her hair, made up of extremely thin navy blue wires, hung down her back. Her cyan blue optics added to the almost constant blush she had. Her skin, a rich blue in colour, was smoother than her sister's. But she wasn't as thin. Her face was soft and round, compared to her sister's which was long and thin. Her figure was on the round side, with wide hips and a full chest.

Alexis sighed, laying down on her bed and pulling her hair aside. It didn't matter, why she was picked over Celeste, but what happened next did. She could wallow in despair, as tempting as that sounded, or she could deal with the fact that she was now promised to someone she didn't know. Her mother went through the same thing, except for the fact that her mother had been promised to another Xyleon. Not a Cybertronian. Her life would be drastically changed, but hopefully, she would have someone to rely on. Whether that would be the Prime himself or one of his subjects, she would find someone. If she didn't, she'd drive everyone, herself included, to the brink of insanity.

A knock on her door dragged her from her thoughts. Slowly, the door was pushed open, and a servant poked her head in. "Miss, your mother says that you must be ready. The Prime wants you to travel to Cybertron tonight."

"Tonight?" Alexis practically shrieked in suprise. What else would be thrown at her in one day?

"Yes, miss. He does not want to delay in getting you settled," the servant replied. Alexis sighed but motioned for the servant to enter.

"Let me guess, Mother wants someone to dress me. Right?"

"Yes, miss. I am sorry," the servant responded. "The Prime also chose an outfit for you."

"Is there anything I can do for myself? Wait, which Prime?"

"The current ruler of Cybertron."

"Wow," Alexis said numbly. Several other servants entered the room to help dress her. They carefully removed the plain white one that she had been wearing. After allowing her to actually bathe herself, they helped into an elegant red one.

The dress had puffed sleeves that rested part way down her arms. The bodice was tight, showing off her curves even further. The skirt part however, was full and flowing. It reached her ankles. The countless wripples, along with the sheer amount of thick silky material made her feel as if she would drown. But it was absolutely beautiful. White gloves that reached her elbows were slipped onto her arms. To finish the outfit, jewelry was added. A tiara. A necklace of silver that had wire which came down to touch the heart shape of the top of her dress. Earrings were put in. They had diamonds set in the bottom of more wires. Makeup was the last thing to go on. A bright red for her lips, a lighter shade for her optic shutters. A deeper blue was brushed across her cheeks. And finally black for her lashes. Before the mirror, she was stunning.

"I believe you are ready, miss," one servant informed. Alexis gave her a horribly sad smile but refused to cry. It would only force her to endure more time with those who had practically raised her. It would be too painful.

"Thank you," she managed. She was rushed off to say goodbye to Celeste before she would leave forever.

Celeste was at her desk when the door was thrown open, making her scream in suprise. She quickly caught sight of her sister, and her mouth dropped open. "Primus, Alexis. You look beautiful." Alexis blushed deeply and pulled her sister into a hug. "I'm going to miss you so much. Making you scream instead of me."

"Is that all you'll miss?" Alexis play snarled. Celeste smiled sadly when she pulled away.

"Of course not. But it is fun to make you scream. Good luck," Celeste said. She watched as Alexis was lead out of the room. And when the door slid shut, she cried, knowing that that would be the last time she ever saw her sister.