Chapter Notes:
This story doesn't have a beta-reader, any errors in grammars and spellings are my own fault.
See the end of the chapter for more notes.
Chapter 4Ratchet looked at the monitoring system currently hooked up to one Emmanuel Bright. He looked at the figure on the berth with sad optics, surveying him for any signs of waking up.
It had been seven months since Emmanuel went into a coma after the battle in Mission City. No one knew what really happened back there, but they knew that the All-Spark had gone and Megatron had offlined.
Everyone, the Autobots and the humans, were waiting for their friend and saviour to wake up.
Many things happened after the Mission City. The Autobots were now exposed to the public though only four sides knew the full story of their existences; the President of the United States of America, his Secretary of Defence, the American Military, and the American Ministry of Magic.
The appearances of the American Ministry of Magi in the meeting between the American Government and the Autobots made them realized that there was another existence beside the normal human on earth.
It was true that the wizards and the witches had the same appearance with normal humans, but in the eyes of the Autobots they weren't normal humans. In their processor they were called homo magi, a sub-species of human that could control power called magic.
Not only that, they too found out that the magical creatures were existed. At first no one believed any wizards or witches when they told him that unicorn, dragon, griffin, and any supernatural creatures existed in the magical world. However, when they saw them with their own optics, they soon realized there was a lot of thing that even the Cybertronian could not comprehend in their very long life.
Beside all of that, thanked to the American Ministry of Magic, the civilians in Mission City did not have any memories about the battle between the Autobots and the Decepticon. The Ministry of Magic had made sure to send a group of mind manipulator to alter and manipulate the civilians' memories.
When the US Magical Minister found out that Emmanuel Bright aka Harry Potter was not a human in the first place, but a Cybertronian like the Autobots but from the sub-race, he decided to give a new job for him. He decided to make Emmanuel Bright a liaison between the US Magical world and the Autobots.
The Minister knew with Emmanuel became the liaison between the US Magical world and the Autobots, the violet-eyed teen would be protected from the Britain Ministry of Magic. He knew if his counterpart in Britain knew that 'Harry Potter' still alive and was in America, he would anything to make sure 'Harry Potter' came back to Britain.
No one was surprised that Emmanuel had a lot of visitors while in a deep coma. Autobots, USA wizards and witches, and some military personnel would drop by to the med-bay to see his condition. However, the most surprise visit was coming from Optimus Prime.
He visit Emmanuel daily. No one knew why the Autobot Commander always visited the violet-eyed teen everyday and they decided not confront him with that question. They left him alone.
A lot happened with the Autobots in the span of seven months while Emmanuel in a coma. Optimus' broadcast across the galaxy reached quite a few Autobots who immediately came to earth.
The first who came were the triplets – Acree, Chromia, and Elita – three sister-bots who took the form of motorcycles. The second pair to arrive was the twins – Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, the most notorious pranksters among the Autobots. These two were shortly followed by Jolt and Wheeljack.
The newcomers were immediately briefed as to what happened to Megatron and the battle at Mission City. The new bots looked at Emmanuel in awe and was saddened when found out that no one knew when he would wake up.
Ratchet sighed and was about to leave the room when one of his monitoring devices started to let out a frantic beep. Surprised, the med-bot went back to the console, only to see the increase of Emmanuel's brain activity.
The med-bot grinned when he saw the reading. It seemed as if Emmanuel was going to wake up. Without any hesitation he went out to find Optimus. Everyone needed to know that their friend was going to be with them soon.
000
Slowly he opened his eyes, only to find he was deep inside red-colored water. He didn't remembered how he got here, but he could remember pain and then nothing.
Was he dead?
Yeah, maybe he had died and now was in limbo. He let out a small sigh, this place was so peaceful, there was no pain and any nightmare. He could live here forever.
He blinked when he heard a voice came to the red-colored water. The voice was deep and gentle, a kind of voice that could be tied with protection. Whoever the owner of this voice was a very gentle person, who would protect his (he knew it was a male) precious people with everything he had.
His spark clenched. He wanted to have the owner of this voice to protect him. He wanted the owner of this voice cherish him.
He just wanted someone to love him.
With that in his mind, he raised his hand once more, trying to reach the soft light that had come to lighten the area.
000
Optimus stared at the pad in his servos with glazed blue optics. His processor still rewinding the events that happened in Mission City six months ago. He still couldn't believe that Emmanuel wasn't a human like Sam, but the extinct race called Draconian.
He still remembered what his mentor said about Draconian, they were the only race on Cybertron that didn't depend on machine but nature. So it wasn't strange if their country very different from the other countries in Cybertron.
They too didn't have alt-modes like the other Cybertronians. They only had their bipedal mode or what they called beast mode, and their modes were similar with an image of a humanoid dragon in human's perspective, only mechanical.
"Optimus," Sam called the Autobots' leader.
Optimus looked down at Sam. "Yes, Sam?" he put down his pad to give the teen his full attention.
"Back then I heard you called Emmanuel a Draconian," Sam tilted his head to the side. "What are they?"
Optimus closed his optics, trying to remember the first and the last time he had seen a Draconian in Cybertron. "They are a sub-species of the Cybertronian, Sam. They are a race that takes a figure of a humanoid dragon in your myth."
"Are they robot like you?" he asked Optimus.
Optimus nodded. "Yes, they are robot like us, but more intone with nature than any of us. So their country was the only country that had tress and any organic animals," he explained.
"Bet their country was beautiful," whispered Sam.
"Oh, Sam, their country was very beautiful..." a wishful tone evidenced in his voice. "That's why a lot of Cybertronian loved to go there to have a vacation." He let out a small sigh. "But now, the country was no more and the Draconian had gone extinct except Emmanuel."
Sam looked at Optimus with wide eyes. "They had gone extinct? Why?" he couldn't believe that Emmanuel was the only Draconian in the entire universe.
"I don't know a lot, but I heard from my mentor that a mysterious enemy came from nowhere and decided to kill every Draconian in the Cybertron," explained Optimus. "This enemy was brutal, he killed not only adult Draconian but hatchlings too, leaving no survivors at that time."
"Except Emmanuel," stated Sam.
"Except Emmanuel." Optimus nodded in agreement.
"Why there was no one helping them when this mysterious enemy appeared?" asked Sam.
Optimus looked at Sam with a slight guilty look on his faceplate. "That was because the councils forbid anyone to help the Draconian," he told him.
"What?" Sam looked at Optimus with wide eyes. "They forbid anyone from helping the Draconian?"
"At that time I didn't know why the councils didn't want to help the Draconian," Optimus closed his optics again, "but after I became Prime I soon found out that the councils didn't like the harmony inside the Draconian's country."
"Jealously..."
"And greed, for Draconian's country could produce energon naturally without any aid from machine," told Optimus.
Whatever Sam wanted to ask to Optimus was stopped when Ratchet walked into the office. He arched his eyebrow when he saw happiness on the medical-bot's faceplate.
"Good news," said Ratchet when they arrived inside the room. "Emmanuel is starting to wake up."
000
Emmanuel blinked his eyes open, only to stare at the white ceiling. Slowly he raised his hand to block the light, but twitch in surprise when he saw claws not fingers in front of his eyes.
'No way...' thought Emmanuel in disbelief. 'There's no way...'
Slowly he moved to a sitting position, still looking at his claws in wonder and disbelief. His gaze moved from his claws to his feet, they too had changed to claws like his hands. Still not believing, he conjured a mirror and looked at his face.
The image that looking back at him was a face wearing a black visor and a helmet with a blue crystal attached on the center.
He really wanted to laugh out loud in relief when he saw the familiar face of his true form in the mirror. Oh, how long he had dreamed to see that familiar face again? Now to see it reflected on the mirror made him wanted to laugh in joy or crying in happiness.
He looked up when he heard the door opened by someone. He blinked his eyes... err, optics when he saw the surprised look of the Autobots.
"Hello," he greeted them in soft voice.
000
Never in million years that Optimus would ever see another Draconian in his life. He always thought that race had gone from existence, but to see the last of them in the Autobots' med-bay made him realized how beautiful they really were.
Emmanuel's Draconian form had the same height with Bumblebee (he knew this from Ratchet) and a body figure similar with a femme. Well, he could understand why Emmanuel would have a body figure similar with a femme, he was a flyer and a flyer needed a body that could utilize agility and speed.
He had a black light armor plantings that adored with blue glowing tribal tattoos. On the center of his chest was a symbol of Draconian, which was a face of dragon in blue color (similar with Predacon symbol). And last was a black visor that hidden all of his face from everyone.
"שלום?" Emmanuel greeted softly.
When he saw the confusion looks, Emmanuel realized he unconsciously used Draconish to talk. So he cleared his throat and tried once more.
"Hello?" he greeted them again.
He then felt overwhelmed when everyone started talking all at once. The combination of human shouts and robot voices made everything incomprehensible to his audios. Annoyed with the noise, since he was still a bit groggy from waking up, he smacked the berth to shut them up.
He did not expect for a dent to appear in the berth when he did that.
"Ah..." Emmanuel looked embarrassed at the development.
Ratchet only shook his head before he went to stand beside the berth. "Let me see if there's any complication," he told Emmanuel.
Emmanuel nodded and let the med-bot to examine him. He was fidgeting when Ratchet's medical-scanner scanned his body, trying to see any anomalies that could harm him in the future.
"Okay, nothing is wrong with you," said Ratchet, making Emmanuel sighed in relief.
"So, how long I've been here and is there something new?" Emmanuel asked everyone.
000
"So, I had been in coma for the last seven months. The US Ministry of Magic had made him a liaison between the US Magical world and the Autobots. The President of the United State of America awarded me with fully adult status, not only in here but in another countries. Then Optimus, in his fired CPU, decided to award me a position of being a spokesperson of Cybertronian race to the people on earth." He crossed his arms. "Did I miss anything?" his voice filled with sarcasm to the amusement of everyone in the room.
"Well, with you being a liaison between the US Magical world and the Autobots, along with being a spokesperson of Cybertronian race to the people on earth... you have the same rank with an Ambassador," told Lennox with a grin. "Great isn't it?"
"They don't care that I'm not a human in the first place?" asked Emmanuel, wishing at least they disliked his inhuman status.
"They don't care about that," said Lennox cheerfully. "The US Magical Minister had told us that for the last thirteen years you had lived as a human. That meant you know a lot about human behaviors and etc." he tilted his head. "So, what is your alt-mode? Is it the same with the other Autobots?"
Emmanuel blinked at the question before started to browse his processor to find out what his alt-mode was or if he had one. He blinked in surprise when he found out that his alt-mode was his human form. Frowning, he closed his optics and activated the alt-mode program to see if it was true.
Everyone watched in fascination when violet-blue light started to engulf Emmanuel's body. When the light disappeared, they found Emmanuel on the med-berth in his usual human form.
"Well, if that's your alt-form, I don't think the humans will protest," said Jazz to Emmanuel, who was looking at his human's hand.
"Well, is there anything beside I become a liaison US Magical world and the Autobots along as a spokesperson of Cybertronian for the human?" asked Emmanuel, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Well?" he narrowed his eyes when he saw how nervous they looked when he asked that question.
"You need to turn back to your Draconian form first, Emmanuel," Optimus told the Draconian.
Emmanuel looked at Optimus suspiciously before did what the Autobot's leader asked him to do. After he had transformed into his Draconian form, he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Now what?" he asked the flamed red and blue bot.
Optimus looked at Ratchet, who was nodding and taking a mirror on the table before gave it to the Draconian. "See your forehead," instructed Optimus.
Emmanuel looked at Optimus one more time before looked down at his face, more specifically to his forehead. His optics became wide when he saw a glowing blue crystal attached in the center of his forehead.
"What the hell?!" he yelped in surprise. He knew the last time he saw his face, there was no glowing crystal attached in the center of his forehead. "What is this?"
Ratchet took over the explanation. "Well," he started nervously, "it's look like you're now the Guardian of All-Spark, Emmanuel Bright."
Emmanuel's CPU tried to process the information but because it was to shocking, it fried his CPU and knocked him unconscious.
"Well, at least he doesn't start to howl in rage," murmured Barricade, making everyone nodded their heads/helms in agreements.
000
After discovering that now he was the Guardian of the All-Spark because his spark became its home and shield, he talked with Optimus, hoping to find anything useful about the ancient Cybertronian Artifact since his race did not need the All-Spark in their lives to begin with.
According to Optimus, the All-Spark was a remnant of an unknown civilization since they had no relevant data of its creation or capabilities. However, they knew the All-Spark was the thing that gave them a blessing to have a sparkling in Cybertron.
"But we, the Draconian, didn't need All-Spark to have any hatchlings back there," he told Optimus.
"Maybe your race was created different by Primus," Optimus told Emmanuel. "Maybe because he wanted to have a different race that intone with natures."
Emmanuel still didn't understand why his extinct race was different from the other Transformers, but he let it go for sometime there was something that would always be a mystery or couldn't be solved.
Ratchet then told him the Cube back in the Cybertron was used as a means to repair Transformers to their peak condition by channeling a bit of its power through a buffer of sorts. Not only that, it too could give some kind of blessing towards a bonded pair to have a sparkling or created a new Transformer from non-sentient machine.
"So, you mean the All-Spark couldn't be used to kill?" Emmanuel tilted his head.
"No, All-Spark couldn't be used to kill. For its job is to give life, not to take life," he explained to the Draconian.
However, what made Emmanuel confused why now a Draconian became the Guardian of All-Spark? Why not some million years ago, when the Cube still in the Cybertron? Why now? And why it chose him? That was a question that would be quite difficult to answer without knowing how Primus created the artifact in the first place.
Beside of all that, he too could provide energon cubes for the Autobots endlessly and him didn't feel winded after creating them.
When Ironhide found out that they had an almost endless supply of energon at their disposal, the bot immediately went to the firing range and used his cannons at their fullest. Optimus had to stop the trigger-happy bot because even if they had plenty of energon for him to use, that did not mean the weapon specialist could destroy the firing range.
Shaking his head, Emmanuel's mind started to stir towards Sam. The teen had told the Autobots that he wanted to live his life normally while attending college. From his experience, Emmanuel knew there was no such thing as normal. Once you've been touched by the unknown, you need to expect it to come back worst than ever and bite you in the ass with a vengeance.
Beside all of that, he decided to let Sam had what he wanted. However, he had a feeling Sam would become involved with them once more, especially with how active the Decepticon these last three weeks.
000
Starscream looked at the pad in his servo with narrowed optics. He was looking at the image of the violet-eyed teen that had protected the Autobots and the humans with a force-shield. Nothing special could be seen from the human except he had some-kind of power, unlike the other humans he ever seen on earth.
However, what made him felt confused was his spark felt some kind familiarity with him.
As if in the past he had met him. But how could that happen? He never met this fleshling before. The only one who ever met before became the Decepticons was Skyfire and...
Wait. The fleshling had the same violet eyes with him! Could it be...
With that in his processor, Starscream went out from his room to find where this fleshling was.
000
Emmanuel let out a small sigh. Not long ago he had a meeting with the President and the Minister of Magic. The two of them wanted to give him a command of the NEST base and its operations. When he heard this from the two powerhouse, he asked them to think it over for he really did not thing he could do it.
After negotiating for sometimes, they accepted Emmanuel's request; the Draconian would be the guardian of everyone in the Autobot-NEST Base while Optimus would become the Commander of everyone in the Autobot-NEST base.
When they asked him why he gave the command to Optimus, he told them that Optimus was a Prime and he had millions years of experience than him. In the past, when he was still lived in Draconic, he never took a command in military. It was his older brother's responsibility. His responsibility at that time was to make sure everyone in Draconic safe from harm. He was a Guardian, not a Warrior.
He sighed. Well from beside he was not a Warrior, he too realized with the way every Bots looked at him. They looked at him adoration and respect. When he asked Jazz about this, the saboteur told him that he was an equivalent to a god in their optics and that because of he could ask the All-Spark inside him to give a blessing to a bonded couple a sparkling, unlimited amount of energon, and healed the wounded Transformers.
When he found out the reason why every Bots in the base looked at him like that. He soon had a row with Optimus. He told the Prime to command every Bots under him to drop the worship-like adoration. He was in the same level as everyone in the base – both humans and Bots.
Optimus only laughed at him and then told him that he would tell his men to stop looking at him with worship-like adoration. However, he could not promise the Draconian that every Bots would do that.
Well, at least he did not need to remind every Bots that he was a Cybertronian liked them, only he had a status as the Guardian of the All-Spark.
Taking a deep breath, Emmanuel decided to relax himself with flying around. So, without transforming back into his Draconian form, he summoned his wings in aura form before shot towards the sky.
He closed his eyes when the wind caressed his body. He really loved flying and that was why he felt so much joy when he got back his true form. Now he could fly without needing magic broom like in the past.
He stopped abruptly when he sensed a familiar aura standing in front of him. He looked to the front, only to see a red, silver, and yellow mech floating there.
"Starscream..." he whispered in disbelief.
TBC...
Chapter End Notes
Emmanuel's Draconian form: His form is similar with the combined Rayearth from Magical Knight Rayearth from Clamp. The differences between the robot and Emmanuel's true form were: 1) Emmanuel doesn't have a bulky figure, but a figure similar with a femme (think of Arcee from Transformers Prime), 2) He doesn't have the huge shoulder armors like the combined Rayearth, but a normal one, 3) His face is hidden behind a black visor like Soundwave from Transformers Prime, 4) He only has one set of wings, not like the combined Rayearth, and could be folded when he doesn't use them to fly, 5) His face behind the visor isn't like the combined Rayearth's face, but like every bots from Transformers G1 and Armada.
Draconish: The language that the Draconian used, in this story I use Hebrew as their languages Reason why Emmanuel wears a black visor: In Draconian, there's a tradition to never show their faces until they bonded with someone. After bonded with someone, the Draconian can show his or her face to everyone else and use the black visor only as a battle mask.