"Words"- Bluestreak speak
"Words"- Other Bots speak
'Words' - Phoenix speak
'Words' - Phoenix thoughts
Phoenix awoke with a twitch of her fingers. She sat up with a jerk and glanced at her body, which felt odd. She was wearing a white Zimerman wrap dress, the thin white cloth barely reached miss thigh. Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed a soft pale yellow glow of her skin and her change of clothing. Sighing she ran a hand through her hair. Once her hair released her hand at her waist she let out a sigh. 'Is this what it feels like to be reborn?" she thought. Phoenix continued to sit before she jerked in surprise by a voice. This voice differed vastly from the voice of Primus but still sounded metallic. Straining her ears to hear more she gasped. The voice sounded like that of a child. The voice broke her heart as it continued on. "Help me." they cried weakly. "Please, help me." they repeated. Not being one to sit idly by when a child was in need, Phoenix quickly stood and began running towards the source of the voice. The crying got louder as Phoenix approached. As she got closer she could see a dim light coming from what appeared to be a movie theater screen. Phoenix got closer to the light, she reached her hand as if to touch it, but stopped abruptly as she was met with a see-through like wall instead. 'Wha?' she mumbled quietly. Puzzled, Phoenix gently felt the wall, it was taller than her, by how much, she couldn't really tell, and it was endless in length. Looking on the other side of the glass on the theater like screen showed what appeared to be metal support beams and large amounts of debris and dust. Phoenix couldn't make out that much detail because the screen was blurry.
"Help me, please." the young voice cried again. Phoenix couldn't take the sound of his wail. 'It's okay child.' She called out soothingly. 'I am here with you.' Phoenix was met with a watery gasp. Sitting down facing the glass and screen Phoenix watched in amazement as grey Mechanical fingers rubbed across the screen clearing away the blurriness. "Who...who are you." the child asked. "Where are you?". 'My name is Phoenix.' she responded kindly. 'If what i am to assume is correct, i am in your head.' she informed. The child breathed out. "Did Primus sen' you, are you my angel? Carrier says everyone has an angel." he rambled on ignoring her strange words. Phoenix chucked softly. 'I guess you could say that i was sent by Primus.' she said. 'But i don't know about any angels.' she said. The child made a sound, equivalent to a sigh. 'What are you called?' she asked. "My crea'ors, call me Blues'reak." After his confession Bluestreak began to cry again. "Sire and Carrier won' wake up!" He wailed. "They 'ried to protec' me when our housing uni' was falling!" He continued. "Bu' now they won' respond tuh me, I can' feel 'em in the bon'. And….and….and I can' ge' out of here" He managed to sputter. Phoenix let out a soothing hum. 'you're going to be alright Bluestreak.' she told him. 'I'm here with you now and I promise you I will try my best to protect you, even in these circumstances.' she promised. Bluestreak let out a small cry of relief as her words filled him with comfort and safety. As Bluestreak calmed Phoenix softly began to sing to him. 'I met a man of two feet tall~' she started her moderately slow song. 'This man was quite ambitious in a world that is so vicious to us all~' Bluestreakes sniffles quieted down. 'I said hi~ as he replied. He said listen to these words that i have lived by my whole life~' she continued just as softly as she started. 'Your only as tall, as your heart will let you be, and your only as small as the world will make you seem. "Wha' are you singin'?" He interrupted innocently. Phoenix chuckled softly. 'It's a song from where I come from, it's called On the brightside.' Bluestreak let out a content sight. "I like it." he informed tiredly. 'I'm glad you do.' she said fondly. Reminiscing the times she would sing to her many adopted siblings.
" ?" Bluestreak asked. 'Yes my child.' Phoenix responded. Bluestreak sputtered for a moment. "My designa'on isn' ch..ch..chi..chil'. I'm Bluestreak! A...and sometimes my creators call me sweetspark...or….or….brightspark...or...or...sparkling!" He stuttered, struggling with the foreign word. 'probably means the same thing.' Phoenix thought. 'Alright sparkgling,' She responded. Phoenix could see Bluestreak fidget through the glass. "I'm tired , I want to recharge." He said. Warning bells went off in Phoenix's head. 'Can a mechanical being like Primus and Bluestreak get concussions?' She thought worriedly. Phoenix could tell bluestreak began to doze off when the screen began to blur out of focus and darken. 'Bluestreak!' She called frantically. The screen lit up brightly as it was before. "Yes, ?" he asked. 'You can't recharge yet my sparkling.' She said soothingly. 'Can you stay up with me for a bit?' she asked him, getting a tingling sensation up her spine, encouraging her to keep him awake. "I...i can try." He spoke honestly. Phoenix smiled, knowing he couldn't see it. 'That's all i can ask for.' She said.
Phoenix hummed quietly as Bluestreak told her about his life. "And then Beamhopper said that we would be the bestest of friends!" He exclaimed happily. Phoenix noticed how his speech cleared when he was emotionally stable. 'Is that so?' she questioned fondly. Talking with Bluestreak let her remember all the times she would conversate with her siblings. "Yeah, and he'd come over all the time to hand out." He said happily. His voice soon turned somber. "I don't know if he's okay though. Last Solar cycle we got into a fight. He wanted to go to see the Crystal guardians but i wanted Energon treats. I didn' even ge' to say sorry." He began to cry again. 'I am sure he's alright sparkling.' Phoenix comforted. 'Beamhopper is probably looking for you now to make it up to you.' she told him. Bluestreak's tears stopped. "Really?" He questioned. Phoenix hummed in surety. 'Really really.' she stated. Bluestreak smiled to himself. "Thank you -" he cut himself off. 'What is it Sweetspark?' she asked. "Do you hear that?" he asked. Phoenix strained her ears and gasped. It was voices! 'You must call to them Bluestreak.' Phoenix instructed seriously. Bluestreak shifted slightly and vented. "What must I say ?" He questioned just as seriously. 'Call for help sweetspark.' she told him. 'Get there attention so they can get you out.' Bluestreak thought for a moment. Phoenix sent silent strength to bluestreak as he inhaled. "HELLO!...SOMEONE HELP ME!." He yelled. He then quieted down. Nothing was heard in response. Bluestreak began to tear up again. "They cant hear me !" He hiccuped. "A..and it' gettin' harder to clear my ven's." He said weekly. 'You must keep calling Sweetspark.' Phoenix urged. Bluestreak began to cry again. "I can' , I jus' can'" He wailed. "I'm gettin' sleepy ." he said suddenly. 'No, Bluestreak, you can't go to sleep yet.' She said standing. 'You must stay awake.' She said as she began to push the invisible wall. Hoping to be able to physically keep him awake. "I'm sorry , I'm just too sleepy." He said tiredly. Phoenix only pushed harder on the wall as the screen began to darken. She paused a moment when the wall began to slightly waver. With renewed determination, Phoenix began to forcefully shove at the mental wall as she began to slowly slip through it. "Imma recharge now ." Bluestreak said softly. Multiple things happened at once.
The theater like screen went dark.
Phoenix finally pushed through the wall, the force of her pushing forcing her forward and blacking out, while a force of something shot behind her and on the opposite side of the wall that she once occupied.
And lastly, Voices outside of Bluestreak's body called. "There's a spark beat!"