Chained to You

by SilentTaboo

I need you to take this and get out of here. If the government finds it, there is no telling what havoc their curiosity can bring with the Shard. The Prime is coming. He'll be here soon, and then you need to give this to him. He'll know what it is and what to do with it. Tell him you're my daughter, and he'll protect you.

3. Vessel

Chained to You

By, SilentTaboo

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Recap: I heard a loud whisper as the stone glowed blindingly bright. "It was never meant to be yours Optimus Prime!"

Then my world went black.

Chapter 3: Vessels

After my abrupt absence from consciousness, I noticed I was floating. Not exactly weightless, as a matter of fact I felt like something heavy was sitting on my chest, but I was definitely floating. A pitch black blanket of nothing surrounded me, and if it wasn't for the something heavy, I felt I could probably be content to be there forever.

But the weight was there and the longer I floated the heavier it got, and I was slowly becoming aware of a burning white hot feeling where the weight was as well as on my palm where I last remembered the Shard being.

Where was I?

"Temporarily you're in my conscious, young one." Said the same loud whisper I had heard before the blue flash that had driven me to this heavy dark place.

I was still confused.

"I'm what you call the Shard and what the Cybertonians call the last remaining piece of the Offlinedecider, or to you humans the Deathdecider."

That didn't sound good.

"I'm neither good nor evil. In some instances death is a good thing. But my original purpose has been corrupted by those desperate for the power over another."

Well this was definitely freaky, and that explanation kind of made since. But if this thing is the "Deathdecider" why was I here?

"You were going to hand me to a Prime. I have never been used well by a Prime. They think too much of the big picture. Helping the whole and forgetting that the immediate picture may not be the long term goal. Also my current vessel has been stretched too thin and maintains a vulnerable state in an effort to hold me. I have brought you here to give you a proposition. But I will not force it upon you. It will be completely up to you to accept or deny."

Well that was a scary thought. "What do you want?" I asked out loud for the first time.

"As I said my current vessel is stretched thin trying to contain me. My power is often all that holds that metal shard together. I am in need of a new vessel. The last true vessel I had was inanimate, unable to think, feel, or protect itself without an outside force. However, I was betrayed time and time again by those that had promised to protect me, not to use me for the wrong reasons, and not allow me to be used by others for the wrong reasons. As time went on my 'protectors' believed they had grown wiser than I when it came to my powers.

"You are young from a young species. You have no desire for me. You no almost nothing of me except what I have told you. Now that you know what I am even without knowing what I can do you fear me. That is a good thing. I ask that you become my new vessel. In return I will give you information to the questions you have wondered of since your father's death and answers to most of your future questions."

It wanted me to house it because I was young and ignorant? How would that benefit it any better than if Prime, the one my father said would fix everything, protected or 'housed' it.

I was sorely tempted to say no outright. The thing had caused me enough trouble. Because of it, my father was dead. Because of the Deathdecider, I was being head hunted and meeting robotic beings.

But the questions my father's death left me with were tearing me apart from the inside out. Why did he have to die? How did the Prime know of him? Why did my government want it? Why did they want me? What did my father never tell me?

My list just went on. This thing said that it had the answers. It would tell me if I helped it.

"How long would you be in me?" I asked it.

"For a very long time, longer than a human's lifespan, longer than a Cybertronian's. You would see the end of many. I feel I must warn you of that. The only constant you would have over the thousands of years would be me."

The weight on my chest seemed to double, and I bit my lip. Thousands of years, not a month or two. Was that really a good trade?

Plus how would I live that long? I was human, right? Humans are lucky to live 100 years let alone thousands.

"My existence in you would stop your aging process physically, emotionally, and mentally. Essentially you would be as you are for as long as you were not killed. My existence in you would also make you harder to kill long with a few other advantages. You would not have a normal life by any standard."

I nodded. Ok, so nothing new there, but if I let this thing live in me, who would take care of me? I would be eleven forever. An eleven year old can't provide for themselves.

"That will be answered with time; however, I promise never to leave you uncared for. You will have all you need."

Ok. I guess the true question would be how badly I wanted my questions answered and if I thought I could live with my decision.

Could I live with myself if I said yes? What if I said no?

I really wanted my answers. I would do almost anything to get them.

Did this count as almost anything?

"I see you have come to your decision. Will you become my vessel?"

I bit my lip for a second feeling the weight and burning on my chest inhibit my ability to speak for a moment.

"Yes." I forced out.

It sighed. "Thank you."

The weight on my chest and the burning in my chest cavity and on my palm increased tenfold. I heard someone screaming and felt leather under me.

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