Dusk: URRGH! When am I gonna meet Dad already!?
Me: Patience, Grasshopper, you'll see! I promise. I do not own Transformers: Prime...Only my OC's and the Realm of Cybres
Chapter 7
Comatose
Dusk POV
Sunlight streamed through the windows and into my eyes. I got up and stretched, extending my wings to their full length.
I gave a yawn.
Wow, what a dream. I mean, I actually didn't want to wake up from that. I mean, going home for the first time in like…ever…was a nice dream.
I wish it wasn't ov…
My eyes blinked several times.
This wasn't Cybertron. This…
I looked up and saw the vaulted ceiling, carved with moons, stars, suns, planets…inlaid with sapphires and silver and diamonds…
I looked at my bed. Not berth or cot…an actual bed.
I touched the pillars, feeling the smooth wood beneath my fingers.
"It wasn't a dream," I whispered a smile splitting my lips, "I'm actually here on Cybres!"
And then a horrible thought happened.
"What if I'm dreaming now?" I asked myself.
I smacked my arm, wincing at the pain.
Nope, still in the room.
"So…I'm not dreaming," I laughed, getting up, "I'm really here!"
I took a better look at my room, vaguely remembering Dawn showing me around it. I mean, it was nothing compared to the throne room, but it was huge!
And it was mine!
All mine!
I walked over to the closet…I think.
"Let's see what's behind door number one!" I chuckled, pulling the dark, wood doors open on their oiled hinges.
It was a closet all right. There wasn't much in it, but there was some of my clothes in there, hanging neatly up on a hanger.
I took a look at a note on the hanger and picked it up.
"Didn't know how much you had grown, so we had your clothes washed from yesterday, I mean, not me but your mom had them washed…Anyway! You don't know me, but I know of you. Met your twin, and if she's anything like you, I'm sure we'll get along. Come meet me out on the palace lawn. You can bring your friends if you like, might as well get to meet them, right? Hope to see you soon!
-J"
I closed an eye. Who was 'J'? Obviously he was a guy, but who? Had nice handwriting for a boy, well, compared to Sean's untidy scrawl and Ben's doctor handwriting anyway…
I immediately got dressed and I felt something was wrong. Where were Sunscorcher and Taulmaril?!
A light knock at the door caught my attention.
"Come in, I'm decent," I answered.
The door creaked open and two brilliant blue eyes peeked through, followed by an ash blond head.
It was a young man…no, not a man. As soon as he came in, I realized that the person in front of me…
It was a human Autari.
His eyes…Primus, I knew them from somewhere…It's on the tip of my tongue…
"Sorry to bother you, Lady Dusk," the Autari said sheepishly, knocking me out of my thoughts, "I um…I thought you might want these. Had Shadowsteel work on them a bit…since he made the bow for you,"
He presented Sunscorcher and Taulmaril to me.
"Thanks um…?" I started as I took my weapons.
"Sideslash!" another voice called from outside, making the Autari jump.
Another one came in, not much older than Sideslash here.
"Haze!" Sideslash groaned, "C'mon, I was just giving her the weapons back! Silver told me I could,"
"Yeah, but you're supposed to be getting ready to head to the front lines!"
"So are you!"
"I'm confused," I admitted.
"Sorry 'bout that," the one called Haze said, "Name's Haze…my counterpart is…I think you call him Smokescreen?"
"That makes sense now," I nodded, "Same eyes and face shape,"
Haze gave a light, cocky grin.
"Well, sorry to bother you, but we've got to get going," Haze shrugged, grabbing Sideslash by the arm and starting to drag him out, he then turned to the unfortunate Autari and hissed out, "If we don't get down to the Bridge in two minutes, Shadowsteel will have our sparks!"
"Shadowsteel is Ironhide's counterpart…right?" I asked.
Sideslash nodded, "Loves sparklings and younglings and is oh so kind to them oh yes…but he's a regular cranky mother hen when he doesn't get out on the battlefield in time,"
I cracked a smile. This guy reminded me of 'Sides. A lot like 'Sides.
"But…" Sideslash pouted, "I happen to like my arms and legs attached to my torso…so we better go,"
"Why don't I come with you?" I asked, "I have to go to the palace lawn anyway, that's on the way…right?"
Haze shot Sideslash a glare as the latter nodded.
"Then let's go!" I smiled, shouldering my quiver.
…..
The trip down to the lawn was uneventful for the most part. Well, Sideslash did tell some stories about some pranks that he and 'Bee's counterpart, Karrick, pulled. I found out a lot about the Autari's that made up our Team Prime.
Tomosal and Starfighter, my great uncle and grandmother co-lead, serving as Dad…er…Optimus' spot.
Mom was second in command, much like 'Cee was before Magnus showed up. She and Jack's counterpart didn't exactly get along either when they first met.
Rosie and Healer were the medics, Rosie studying under Healer and her smaller hands working better on both human patients and within the smaller spaces on an Autari.
Karrick, Haze, and my uncle Bryse served as the scouting team, much like 'Bee and Smokey. Only problem…Karrick still couldn't speak. So 'Bee one upped him there.
Eclipt was a loner, but he stayed on the Base much of the time, only really coming out when there was a battle.
Alani was the drifter, Wheeljack's counterpart…kinda explains everything.
Nightiron was Shadowsteel's son and Bulkhead's counterpart.
Gabriella was the last Halfling on the original team. Haze told me that she died in Eclipt's arms on the battlefield after Morgana brutally hacked into her. Basically stabbing every vital part in Tomosal's daughter's body.
The two Autaris still had not gone to mech form. They had explained to me that it was a gift given to every Cybreian, that they were able to switch between human and Cybreian form ever since an experiment gone wrong in a Sorun lab. Only the Halflings were unaffected seeing as they could do it instinctively.
What I noticed though…was that Sideslash had some nasty looking scarring on his body. I knew from experience that one didn't live through those kind of scars.
There was something odd about him, but once again, I couldn't place it.
"Sideslash?" I asked.
He looked at me, blue eyes curious.
"Did you happen to…well I saw your scars," I admitted, noticing that he instinctively put a hand to his spark, "Did you…did you die once?"
"Oh look!" he suddenly announced, ignoring me, "there's the lawn an…"
"HAZE! SIDESLASH!" a booming voice roared, "GET YOUR LAZY AFTS TO THE BRIDGE BEFORE I DRAG YOU BOTH OVER THERE MYSELF!"
Both Autaris froze and slowly turned around…I did too and I honestly, honestly expected to see Ironhide in his nightmare black glory.
I was very close.
The mech looked like 'Hide…but there was a subtle blue tint to his armor instead of the nightmarish, pitch black.
Shadowsteel.
"W-we were just on our w-way s-sir!" Haze squeaked as both Autaris took off running towards the waiting crowd, both of them transforming as they did. Haze looked like Smokey did before the new paintjob, Sideslash turned out to be a brilliant silver mech…
With wheels for pedes.
I shook my head, I'm still too close to his death.
"Sorry about that," Shadowsteel growled, turning his azure gaze on me, "Those two are always goofing off in some way. I trust you were not bothered Lady Evenstar?"
"Evenstar?" I asked.
"Your title among our people," Shadowsteel explained, "When you arrived, it…it just lit back up. It hadn't done that since you were taken from Cybres,"
"Sorry for asking but…didn't you die?" I asked, "Mom said you were killed by Senarin…"
"And she tells the truth, most of our forces were resurrected when Cybres was relit years ago by Silver's final return," Shadowsteel said, "But, I will have to answer your questions later. My troops…it seems I have to whip them into shape before I head to the front lines,"
"Good luck with that," I nodded, making him give a small grin.
And he went off. Yelling at his troops to get into line and behave themselves or they're gonna wish Moricrus was after them.
"Something's…never change," I sighed, shaking my head.
"LOOK OUT!" a familiar voice shouted.
I whipped around and saw something hurtling towards me.
Instinct took over and my hand snatched whatever it was out of the air easily.
It was a round disk…with a glowing white band around the outside. Like the Disks in Tron: Legacy!
A dark haired young man ran up to me.
"Sorry about that," he said sheepishly, "Raf throws hard,"
I looked up at him, eyes wide.
"Jack!?" I asked.
"Yeah?" he asked, "And wh…"
He stopped, a bright smile on his face.
"You're Dusk aren't you?" he asked.
And that's when I noticed the details that set him apart from my adopted brother.
His bangs were tipped with silver-blond, eyes seemed to glow slightly at all times…
"And you're Jack Wheeler, right?" I asked back.
He grinned, and nodded.
"Jack!" another familiar voice cried as a teen, who could have passed for Raf except with slight gold highlights, ran up, "Wha…oh,"
"Rafael Cortez…this is Dusk," Jack Wheeler explained, "The Missing one,"
The boy's blue eyes went wide.
Well…this is strange.
"Dusk!" another voice yelled.
And it just got stranger.
My Jack, my brother came running up with Miko and our Raf in tow.
"What the…" my brother started.
"You must be Jack Darby, right?" Wheeler asked, as Jack nodded slowly, "I'm Jack Wheeler…I'm your counterpart I guess,"
Wheeler held out his hand and Jack looked at it. And my mind instantly flashed back to when Kal made a visit.
Aw, scrap. This…this is not good. Not good at all.
Jack took Wheeler's hand and shook it, "Nice to meet you,"
"Jack, please don…wait," I stopped, "Did I just hear what I thought I heard?"
He shrugged.
"I learned my lesson from Kal," he admitted.
Oh. Well…that's good.
"Check it out Raf!" Miko started, as both counterparts looked at her, "It's another you! Only…he looks a little older,"
"We're ahead in the timeline," Raf Cortez admitted, "So I'm older,"
"How old are you exactly?" our Raf asked.
The two counterparts frowned.
"Well…I'm about 136," Cortez started, "That'd make Jack about 139?"
"Close," Wheeler said, "My birthday was a few weeks ago…its 140 now,"
"So that means you guys are Halflings?" Raf asked, "How long do you guys live!?"
"I guess…Silver's 146 almost 147, so I guess we live about as long as the Autaris themselves do," Wheeler shrugged.
"Go on, Raf," Miko urged, "Shake hands with your counterpart! I missed Jack's…I want to get a picture of yours!"
Raf gave a sigh as his blue-eyed counterpart gave a shrug.
"Guess some things are universal?" he asked.
Raf shook his head.
"You have no idea," he sighed as both of them gripped hand.
Miko snapped a picture…I heard a harsh zap, and both Rafs each gave a yelp.
"You shocked me!" both cried, then started laughing.
"You ok, Raf?" I asked.
"We're fine," Raf said, shaking his little hand, "Sure hurt though,"
"Well, looks like you're not trying to kill each other," I heard Mom's voice from behind us.
"Oh um…hi Mom," I started, "We just kinda…"
"Dusk came down here after reading my note," Wheeler explained, "Well…I think that's why…"
"You're J?" I asked.
"If I would have put my full name you would have thought it was your Jack," Wheeler shrugged.
"I still would've come," I huffed.
"I bet you would have," Mom said, breaking up the minor disagreement, "Dusk…I want you to come with me,"
"Can they come too?" I asked, looking at my adopted brother and my two friends.
"You all can come, seeing as we have everyone else there," Mom smiled, "Come on, follow me,"
Jack POV
"Where do you think we're going?" I asked as we followed Silver into the palace.
My sister shrugged.
"Dunno, but it can't be bad," she answered.
"It's not bad," Silver said, "It's just…there's someone I want you to meet, Sweetspark,"
"Speaking of meeting people…" Dusk muttered, "When am I gonna meet Dad?"
Silver stopped by a door and looked back at us sadly.
"Soon," she replied, opening the door and walking in, "Very soon."
I looked around the room we were in, and unless I was mistaken…we were in a Medbay.
My parents and the rest of our little family were gathered around a berth.
A young man lay on it.
He didn't look much older than Silver…early to mid-twenties I'd say. But on Cybres…he could easily be a thousand years old and we wouldn't know.
As we got closer…I got a better look at him.
He had wavy, on borderline of curly, honey blond hair, fair skin, not as pale as Dusk or Silver but near that, a strong jaw, well-toned build, like he had worked hard labor every day of his life, but he was as slender as Dusk. He was about the same height as Silver, which was close to 7 foot. I guess Halflings are naturally tall.
It was obvious that that was what he was. A Halfling or at least a Cybreian. His slightly curved ears showed me that. Just like Dusk's and Silver's and the rest of the Cybreians I've seen. Even mine and Raf's counterparts.
The man on the table also had wings.
Primarily white, but each feather had a metallic, gold rim. Silver's were similar, only hers were rimmed with silver instead of gold.
And they were massive. Easily dwarfing Dusk's wingspan and barely passing Silver's as well.
"Who is this?" I asked.
Silver didn't reply, she put a trembling hand on the unconscious man's shoulder and looked at Dusk.
Dusk's eyes widened and that's when I got it.
This was Faeranar Ivorra. Firesword Ivorra. Michael Greyman.
"He's Dusk's father," Silver murmured, "My husband, Michael,"
Dusk POV
I looked at the man, my father, on the berth. He didn't look at ease, like many sleepers did.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"Michael was leading the front lines when Morgana engaged him," Mom said sadly, "He should have pulled back, but he didn't. Morgana ran him through the side, Healer said she missed anything vital, but he sent Michael back here to get some tests done…just in case.
"He was fine…for a few hours," Mom murmured, "I found him lying on the floor in our bedroom, unconscious. Morgana poisons her blade, sometimes with venom from some beast, sometimes with her own nightmare, coma causing toxin,"
"It was the coma stuff this time," I nodded, "And you haven't got him to wake up?"
"He refuses," Mom sighed, "We've tried everything…well…almost everything,"
"You want me to try," I started, "Don't you,"
"With the way our supplies are, Talos says we won't have enough to…to keep him alive," Mom stuttered, tears starting to fall, "I've lost him once…I can't do that again, I'll go crazy if he dies,"
I put a hand on Mom's shoulder.
"I'll try," I whispered.
Authoress POV
Everyone stood back and let Dusk get close to her father.
"What am I supposed to do?" she asked.
"Anything might wake him," Silver said, "You can talk to him if you want,"
Dusk bit her lip, nodding nervously.
"Um…hi…it's me, Dusk," the girl murmured softly, "I came home,"
Nothing, the comatose King remained still.
She looked back at her family, they all motioned for her to continue.
Dusk gave a sigh.
"We're worried about you," she whispered, "Can you…can you come back? Please?"
Silence.
"I can't do this," Dusk cried.
"Yes you can," Optimus urged, "I know you can, Dusk,"
The Halfling looked at her sleeping father's face, a tear rolled down her own cheek.
"I know you had me leave for a good reason," Dusk said through gritted teeth, "But I'm back now and I want to see you! I want to see you look at me! I want…I want you! Please come back to me! Mom says that they'll pull the plug on you if you don't wake up and soon!"
She lunged forwards, burying her head in her father's chest.
"I don't want to lose you, not after I just found you!" she sobbed, tears staining her father's shirt, "Please. I need you…Daddy,"
There was complete and utter silence in the room. Dusk sat up and wiped her tears away…but they still came on fast.
Sideswipe's pendant had come loose of its normal spot, dangling in the space between father and daughter.
A tear hit the dangling piece of metal…
And it sparked blue.
The tear rolled off the pendant and down…down onto Michael's chest.
Unknown to anyone…the tear disappeared in a flicker of sparks.
Suddenly, a soft beat flickered through the air, Dusk's head shot up.
"That's Michael's Sparksong," Silver murmured as the beat began getting louder and louder.
A second sound joined the beat, then a third, getting louder and louder with each second.
"It hasn't been heard since he fell comatose," Silver breathed.
"C'mon, Dad…wake up," Dusk whispered as a chorus joined in the song.
The song throbbed and pulsed through the air…and it stopped.
Right as two, sapphire blue eyes blinked open.
Michael took a deep breath and sat up, slowly. The High King looked around at the unfamiliar faces…until he saw Silver. A brilliant, warm smile graced his face.
Silver came forwards and embraced her husband.
"Thank you," Michael murmured, "You got me out of that place,"
"It…it wasn't me," Silver replied, looking at her daughter.
Michael's sapphire gaze met one of equal hue.
"Hi…Dad," Dusk started, sheepishly.
Michael's eyes widened in shock.
"D-Dusk?" he breathed, "You…you're still alive,"
"Barely," Dusk muttered.
"Did it happen?" Michael asked, "Did you…"
He stopped, looking at Silver, who looking at him with a look of utter confusion.
"What do you mean 'did it happen?'" Silver asked.
"Mom…don't be mad at Dad," Dusk pleaded, "He knew you wouldn't handle it well,"
"Handle what!?" Silver demanded.
Dusk opened her mouth to answer…
When another Sparkattack hit her.
And it hit hard.
Ok, maybe I lied about just two counterparts. But I did make good of my promise to wake Michael up at least! :) And Silver knows...well, she's gonna know. We'll probably start off with Dusk waking back up. Oh! And just to let you guys know, each time Dusk has a little episode like that, the glyphs that tattoo her arms and upper body inch up her neck. When the end comes...it'll reach all the way up to her scar.
Oh, and if I don't update in a while...it's because of school (bleh) Well...until next time!
Dusk's Sparksong: Blackheart- Two Steps from Hell
Rosie's Sparksong: All the Kings Horses- Two Steps from Hell
Eclipt's Sparksong: Blizzard- Two Steps from Hell
Michael's Sparksong: Archangel- City of the Fallen
Silver's Sparksong: Atalaya- City of the Fallen
Xavier's Sparksong: All Spark- Steve Jablonsky
Colbolt's Sparksong: Protectors of the Earth-Two Steps from Hell
Dawn's Sparksong: Winterspell- Two Steps From Hell
Adrian's Sparksong: Eye of the Beholder- City of the Fallen
Carter's Sparksong: Heart of Courage-Two Steps from Hell
Avalon's Sparksong: Breathe- Two Steps from Hell
Song in title: Comatose-Skillet
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
