Disclaimer: All Transformers characters belong to Hasbro. Any made up characters were created by me.
Summery: Life on Cybertron before and during the Cybertronian war. A newly built Optimus Prime and his friend Ironhide, went on a journey and when they arrive at an old town part of old Cybertron, they meet the first bots that will provide useful when Optimus Prime's nemesis, Megatron, starts planning his army...The Decepticons.
AN: This is a side fic to Once a Lawman, Always a Lawman. Names of Cybertronian towns I use are either names I created or names from other Sci-Fi moves/TV shows.
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Stories of Cybertron
by Yami-Yugi
Chapter 2
Early the next morning, Optimus was up first before Ironhide and was quietly going down stairs so he won't wake anyone still sleeping. Once down stairs he was surprised to see Prowl still on the console he was on that night. "You still up, Prowl?" he asked once he got close.
Suddenly two cannons appeared from Prowl's shoulders and Prowl turn from his seat, his face looked piss off. Optimus backed up a bit surprised. Prowl sighed as the cannons disappeared back into the compartments on his shoulders. "...Sorry if I frighten you..." Prowl spoke softly as he turn back to the console.
"You didn't." said Optimus "Just surprised me that's all." He waited a bit for Prowl to do or say something, but didn't. "Had you been up all night?"
"...No... I'd been up for a couple of hours..."
"So looking at old data is the only thing you like to do on your free time?"
"...not really...I could do more...but that would consider having friends..."
"You don't have any friends."
"...Of course I have friends..."
"But you said..."
"...The only friends I have are Barricade and Frenzy... But even they sometimes have over stuff to do..."
"Don't you have other friends?"
"...Who wants to be friends with a bot like me..."
"I would." Prowl turns and stare at Optimus in shock.
"...You're just saying that..."
"No, I'm telling the truth."
"..."
"Prowl?" The said bot glance up at Optimus. "I really do mean it."
"...I'll only believe it once I see it..." Prowl said softly going back to what he was doing.
"I see..." Optimus said. At that moment Prowl got up from his set.
"...I have to get to work..." he said. With that Prowl left the building.
"Prowl don't have many friends." Optimus turns and saw the old bot, Sirius Major standing behind him.
"Sirius...how long..."
"Oh this old bot had been around." Sirius replied with a smile as he near Optimus "Prowl will come around. He's young but unlike most young bots around here, it's so hard for him to make friends. Prowl works in pure logic and even through he don't show it, he's afraid cause of his high logic, he's unsure of what others think of him."
"I see." said Optimus "Prowl don't have many friends cause he's afraid of what others will think of him."
"That and also to add to it Prowl is not much of a talker."
"Maybe I can help him see that he can make great friends."
"Maybe so." Sirius smiled "Maybe so."
Prowl walked down the narrow streets, pasting many bots along the way. His optics shows him many things. Young bots palling around, having fun, also many young male bots with females. Prowl sighed softly to himself. Other then being friends with Barricade and Frenzy; Prowl was a loner when it came to friends and a social life. Sure he had his brothers, but it wasn't the same. Deep down in his spark, Prowl didn't just want to have the title of "Mr. Genius Loner" as he know many young bots would be calling him behind his back. "Hey if it's isn't Prowl." a familiar voice spoke. Prowl looked up to see a light blue bot with his partner, a small green alien that clearly wasn't from Cybertron, standing there in front of him.
"...Well if it isn't old Devcon..." Prowl spoke "What an old enforcer like you doing in a small town like this?"
"Can a bot see one of his best students?" the blue bot spoke with a smile "Prowl, you are still patrolling this old town? You and your team could do much better in one of the bigger cities of Cybertron."
"...Devcon... I grew up here, and besides I can't leave my bothers or old Sirius..."
"Prowl, I always told you to look at the big picture of things. This old town is hindering your talents and logic processors."
"...Its not me is the real reason you're here..." Prowl said in a serious tone "...What's the real reason you're here?" The light blue bot's alien partner started to speck in his un-understandable language.
"I'm getting to it, Sleezardo."
"...It's still interesting that you can still understand his language..."
"It took awhile." Devcon started "But the real reason I'm here..." At that moment Prowl notice the green alien had something in his hands, and when the alien opens them. There was a very young yellow sparkling.
"...By Primus..." Prowl started "...It's just a little sparkling..." Prowl looked up at Devcon. "...I had no idea you wanted to be a creator...or found a female to make one..."
"This little sparkling isn't mine, Prowl. Someone left this little one at our motel door this morning." Devcon said "We are trying to found who this little bot belongs to and trying to give it back."
Prowl slowly nears to take a better look at the very young bot in the alien's arms. The little one was fast asleep. "...Dose the little one came with a name...?" Prowl asked.
"I believe the letter that came with him says his name is Bumblebee."
"...Bumblebee..."
"Well...I guess we must continue our search." Devcon said.
"...What's going to happen to the little one if you can't find his creators...?" Prowl asked.
"..." Devcon looked like he was thinking for awhile "Haven't thought of it that much. But it came down to that... I will just take him back with me and find some caring bots that will look after the little one."
Prowl nods. "...That sound like an alright plan..." Prowl said.
Devcon nods back. "It's good to see you again, Prowl." He said as he looked to the alien "Come on, Sleezardo, let's get going." Prowl just stood there and watch them disappeared around the corner, and yet he haven't taken his optics off the young bot.
"...Bumblebee huh..." Prowl said to himself.
Prowl soon stood in front of an Energon café called "Miss Selene's Café". He walked in it was full of bots enjoying themselves of high grade Energon. His optics looked around the place and spies two familiar bots sitting by the counter in the back. "Ah, good morning Prowl." a female bot spoke with a smile when he walked up "Thanks again for helping to convince The Twins to bring back those Energon cubes."
Prowl sat down next to the familiar bots. "...It's all in a day's work, Miss Selene..." he said.
"The usual Prowl?" the female bot asked. Prowl nods. "Okay I'll get right on it." She said with a smile and went to work.
"Prowl got a lot on processors today." the small sliver bot spoke.
"Yeah Prowl, what's going on in your head today that got you more quiet then usual?" the bigger black one spoke.
"...I ran into Devcon this morning..."
"Our old teacher? What's he doing in this small town?"
"...It appears someone left a very young sparking at his motel room front door..."
"Who want to give up sparkling?" the small bot asked.
"...I'm not sure, Frenzy..."
"I'm sure old Devcon can find the young one's creators."
"...Yeah Barricade, he is the best tracker..."
The female bot places a glass of Energon in front of Prowl. "Here you are, Prowl." she said with a smile.
"...Thanks Miss Selene..."
"Any time."
