Seekerling - Youngling Stage
"He is growing up so fast. I can't believe it is time for him to have his first upgrade."
"I know dear. Soon he won't even need us anymore."
Secretly listening to the hushed voices of his Carrier and Sire Thundercracker smiles from where he is hiding.
Soon.
Soon he will be able to fly for his very first time without the support of his creators. His first upgrade features thrusters that much he knows from the other seekerlings and youngling seekers living in the settlement.
Silently retreating from the common room, he returns to his own room where he should have already been recharging.
Soon.
The smile stays even as he enters recharge.
Soon he will be 10.000 vorns old and due to the upgrade, just a few more decaorns and he is old enough.
Three decaorns later a pristine blue youngling seeker emerges from the medical facility and proudly shows his larger wings and impressive thrusters to his friends and family, relishing in their awe and congratulations. Happy tears shines in the corners of his optics and lifting his helm he looks longingly up at the sky.
He has waited so long for this very moment.
Parting from the group, his Sire walks towards him, a wide smile on his lips as he gently kneels in front of the youngling. Completing a final check on the thrusters he slowly rises and looks down at the expectant look in the blue youngling's optics.
"Ready for your first independent flight?" Darkfire asks the youngling.
"Yes Sire." Thundercracker answers, nodding eagerly.
"Do as the medic told you; only add a little power to them to bring yourself into a hovering position before you ignites them fully." Darkfire explains as he follows his own instructions and hovers just above the ground. It looks so easy, but when done first time it is easy for the youngling to overdo it and get hurt in the process.
But Thundercracker is hovering beside his Sire less than a klik later without any complications and he beams proudly up at his Sire. It is like he has been doing this his whole life.
"Very good Thundercracker." Darkfire compliments a bit stunned. "Now let me see you transform while you add just that more power to your thrusters."
Facial features turns deeply concentrated and the sound of transformation follow as gears shifts and moves and slowly form a small tetrajet form. The roar from the thrusters grows in volume and then suddenly splutters, the small tetrajet making a somersault before the youngling seeker regains control and plummets to the ground in an undignified heap of limbs.
Bright shocked optics stares up at Darkfire and slowly the cheeks takes on a red blush of embarrassment.
"Good attempt Thundercracker, but you fed your thrusters too much fuel and drowned their engines. Let's try again, more carefully this time." His Sire encourages with a smile, a servo reaching down to bring the youngling up right again.
After several failed attempts Thundercracker finally gets it right. Whooping at the success he joyously rolls in the air and then ends up losing control, finding himself on the ground moments later. It seems flying is much harder than he anticipated.
"Don't worry Thundercracker; soon it will be the most natural and easiest thing for you to do." His Sire sooths, and with a nod the blue youngling initiates the lift off sequence again, this time flying without any foolish antics.
Joined by his Sire, he slowly gains altitude and speed. Now and then following cues he tests his abilities in the sky and feels how the air welcomes him, caresses his smooth form as he travels the sky. With optical sensors looking down he follows the reddish contours of the planet they have made their home and marvels at the distance he now can see.
Then a deafening sound fills his audio receptors and startled he transforms in the air, struggling to regain control and stay hovering by his thrusters and he looks around to identify the source of the sound. Beside him his Sire has done the same.
"There." He hears his Sire say and following the pointing arm he stares into open space as large bright objects just barely pass by the planet, so close that he can see the fire licking the surfaces of the objects. Then they are gone, the sound dulling to a faint rumble.
"Asteroids." His Sire explains calmly.
But Thundercracker is too caught up in a strange feeling pulling at his spark to listen. Only when the pull at his spark fades to almost nothing is he able to turn his attention back at what they are doing.
"Oh." Is his distracted answer and his expression is one of deep puzzlement.
When they land again, he distractedly rubs his chestplates, optics glazed over and his attention diverted to the mystery taking hold in his spark, the strange longing awakening.
"Are you okay Thundercracker?" the concerned voice of his Carrier filters into his audio.
"I…don't know." He gently murmurs, looking up as his Carrier kneels in front of him, optics worried.
"What is it my little one?" the Carrier asks.
"My spark feels strange." He shakily answers; shuddering as he remembers how the pull at it almost had felt like it was leaving his frame completely.
His Carrier shares a look with his Sire and then a gentle smile forms.
"Sounds like you are ready to find your trine. Your spark is looking for those which are going to complete it." His Carrier reassures and gently rubs his left shoulder in comfort.
"Trine?" he asks in awe, knowing that forming the trine would be the most important part of his life.
"Yes. And luckily you got several seekers to choose from in our settlement." The Carrier encourages. "I am sure you will find the perfect trinemates among them."
"Yes Carrier." He smiles, but the smile slowly fades at the feeling in his spark telling him that none of the seekers in the settlement is for him.
Rubbing gently at his chestplates, soothing the aching longing raging in his spark he contemplates the meaning and purpose with his life.
And tries to hold onto a faint hope of gaining a trine.
