Grammar Check:
Sparkling = Baby Transformer
Botling = Child Transformer
Chapter 4 – Jazz
Grand-Master Jazz would never forget how wonderful the old days were, but he'd also never forget that every day that passed in this time of struggle would also bring a better tomorrow.
"The End is just a New Beginning," he often said to his students. And by Primus (the God of all Transformers), he was a living example of that saying. He was the one of the last transformers of the first generation, starting from the very birth of the Universe. Only Kup and Alpha Trion remained from the start of the Cybertron's First Golden Age. Jazz had seen many battles in his time, and had survived intact thanks to his trusty photon blaster, triple machine gun, and dual sai. But like a true Cyber-Ninja, his success at survival came from his great character, selfless and compassionate, and his 99% total mastery of the Cybertronian martial arts.
But the aged and wizened Grand-Master knew that nothing was perfect in the Universe. The Forces of Good and Evil, Order and Chaos, Light and Darkness, would always wage war with each other until the End of the Age. Jazz knew that total mastery of the Arts would only come when one's life journey was at its end, when it was finally complete, when it was one with the Allspark, the very Heart of Primus.
And Jazz was happy to know that his wife, Beta, had passed on happily to live with their God, for all time. And he had witnessed many other great deeds by newer, younger generations. The births of Ratchet and Ironhide were days to remember. Jazz fondly reflected teaching the two botlings in combat training, with young Ironhide adoring his ninja teacher. He remembered the birth of his sons; Smokescreen, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and Prowl. Prowl was the youngest son, and Jazz always had a special attachment to him.
And another day worth cherishing forever was the Birth of the Chosen One. Baby Optimus Prime may as well have been the most adorable sparkling the old transformer had seen for millions of years.
And so, Jazz remembered.
"Looking back on when I was a little nappy-headed boy.
Even though we sometimes wouldn't get a thing,
We were happy with the joy the day would bring.
I wish those days could come back once more.
I wish those days would come back –
And never go."