Chapter 6, Cyber Dreams
Fear, and guilt, that's all that he was feeling, that's all that Sam could feel swarming around him, like snakes worming all up and down his gut. A thick gulp fell down his throat.
"Sam" Mikaela spoke; warning and slight fear tinged in her voice, Sam knew she was deadly serious, there were no room for lies, now the truth had to be let out.
Gingerly, Sam breathed in, held it then let out a long sigh,
"I had a dream, well not really a dream, more of a nightmare, a really vivid nightmare..." Sam started, a shudder running down his back as his thoughts fell back to the dream.
"I was in a city, a futuristic, distant city; I didn't know where I was... I was scared for sure though, that's one thing I knew"
Mikaela listened intently as he told her his vision; she saw his fear in his eyes, but at the same time she couldn't help but to curious
Why would Sam's dream be about the Autobots, I thought the primes had left his mind now? Unless...
"Sam, I want to ask you something, but you have to be honest with me, 'kay?" Mikaela said with a matter of utter seriousness, as he finished talking about his dream.
"Of course" Sam answered; he left a pair of hands take a hold of his own, seeing worry and concern in her eyes.
"Are they really gone? The symbols, are they really gone from your head?" Sam couldn't help but to gulp at the question, but he knew he had to answer.
"No, they're not" Sam answered. Mikaela sighed with irritation, but she didn't let go of Sam's hands.
"You have to tell Optimus about this" Mikaela warned him "Whatever is happening, whatever is going on inside that head of yours, it has something to do with the fact that you're a prime"
"No!" was Sam's immediate reacting, the small spark of panic settling in him. "I mean they're probable busy, or something" Sam tried to reason, at a poor attempt.
"Sam" Mikaela said sternly, she knew he was panicking, but avoiding the problem wouldn't help it. Sam sighed with reluctance and defeat.
"Fine, I'll go talk to him" he said as he flicked off the covers and got out of bed, Mikaela following in his lead. The two walked out with haste, in the bitter cold air, on their way to the hanger, the days break still not hitting the horizon. Entering the huge Autobot sized door, which was always open, they found the usual scene, Prowl was busy with a data pad while Ratchet and Ironhide were having some sort of argument. No surprise. It didn't take long for the two humans presence to be acknowledged.
"Samuel Wittwicky, Mikaela Banes, what brings you here?" Prowl questioned, looking away from his data pad.
"I need to talk to Optimus" Sam replied "I need to talk now"
It had been about two hours now since Sam was stuck in the hanger, and frankly, having four great big Autobots looming over you wasn't all that comforting, even if one of them was your brother.
"And are you sure this is exactly what you saw?" Prowl asked somewhat aggressively for what seemed like the fifteenth hundredth time.
"Yes" Sam replied somewhat gruffly "I told you, it was clear as anything, I was in a city, a city I have seemed numerous times before in blurry dreams, I started walking, heard the sound of explosions and gunfire, followed that, and ended up seeing you and eventually Optimus fighting with Megatron, then Megatron fires and the dream faded out"
"Is this the first time you had this vision?" Optimus asked, a bit gentler than Prowl's more aggressive approach.
"No, well not really" Sam stuttered "I've been having weird visions and dreams of voices, some English and some Cybertronian, and there was the city, but it was all a blur, this was the first time I got a clear vision" Optimus narrowed his optics slightly, taking in the information Sam was giving.
"What does it mean?" Mikaela asked, having not left Sam's side since they arrived in the hanger "Could it be something to do with the fact he is a prime?" The four Autobots looked down at the two humans, concern and slight curiosity written on their small faces.
"It might be" Ratchet replied before the four looked up again and starting muttering something in Cybertronian. Sam frowned slightly as he listened to the four talk, he listen to their speech, as if it almost sounded familiar.
Finally, getting tired and frankly fed up of waiting, Sam spoke up.
"Hey!" he almost shouted, immediately getting the attention of the four "What is going on? What does any of this mean?" Sam felt a rush of comfort and reassurance over the bond, allowing him to calm down slightly. Optimus then approached the two and started to talk.
"The dream you had, was an event that took place during the early stages war back on Cybertron" he explained "I thought I could convince Megatron that what he was doing was wrong but, well you have seen the result" A heavy silence fell upon the six, Sam could feel his sorrow, the pain and anger he felt. Sam, for the first time, tried to send him comfort and reassurance over the bond, not knowing exactly how to send over an emotion, Sam tried to feel reassured and almost tried to mentally nudge Optimus in the hope he'd notice. Thankfully he did, and Optimus replied with gratitude.
"But how is Sam seeing it?" asked Mikaela, trying to get an answer out of them.
"The question may not be how Sam is able to see a vision from eons ago, but why he is seeing it, and why particularly that event?" Ratchet answered
"Maybe it's a message, a message from the Primes" Ironhide suggested
"But then what are they trying to tell us?" Ratchet challenged
"Maybe it's warning" Sam added, looking up at the four.
"What makes you think that?" Optimus questioned as he narrowed his optics slightly, as if he was almost scared.
"I don't know, I just got this feeling" Sam replied solemnly, his mind somewhat drifting off to the vision "In some of the dreams, there were four words, death, duty, fate and future, and if all of this is connected somehow, then I just got a feeling it's not anything good"
Could the vision be a warning of the future? Sam thought to himself Could Optimus die?!
"If your assumption is correct, then you must let us know as soon as you get anymore similar visions, and we must try to work out what they truly mean as soon as possible, we must be prepared is anything should happen soon" Optimus ordered, his no nonsense taking charge tone in his voice.
"What would happen soon?" a voice asked from the other end of the hanger, the voice belonged to Mirage, who had only just entered the hanger, he was leaning up against the door frame, arms crossed across his chest.
"We do not know" Optimus replied "But we can only assume it is danger"
"Hmm" Mirage simply replied "And who is your source may I ask?"
Optimus didn't answer but he glanced back at Sam, Mirage caught on though.
"So the boy says something is going to happen and you immediately believe him?!" Mirage spat, his body growing rigid.
"Sam has proven himself numerous times before; I do not doubt his instinct" Optimus replied, a scolding and somewhat menacing tone in his voice.
"That boy has been nothing to us but a liability and a setback, his last instinct got YOU KILLED, AND HE'S THE SLAGGING REASON WHY WE ARE ALL ON THIS SLAGGING PLANET!" Mirage yelled back bitterly
"ENOUGH MIRAGE!" Optimus boomed
"NO! Just because you say he's a prime does not mean I believe it, I can't, how could such a weak, pathetic organic have the right to be a prime!?" Mirage challenged,
"It is not I who says he is a Prime, but the primes themselves, plus Primes are born; no-one has the right to become a prime!" Optimus corrected, but mirage continued to fight back with insults and abuse, that unfortunately, it tore the Autobots attention away from the boy.
During the yelling and verbal abuse, Sam started to feel a strong, pounding pain in his head, as if something was hitting the inside of his skull consistently. The pain became stronger and stronger until Sam could hear an actual ringing inside his head. The pain was becoming stronger and far more intense; Sam brought his knees up and put his head between them, covering his ears with his hands.
"Sam?" Mikaela said as she looked at the boy, placing a gentle had on his shoulder, he was shaking, badly.
"Sam?!" she panicked as she tried to comfort him from his pain "Ratchet! Something's wrong with Sam!" Immediately, Ratchet, as well as the other three, turned towards the two, he knelt down and immediately started scanning the boy.
"His brain waves are going haywire!" Ratchet stated with shock, but before he could do anymore, Sam screamed in agony, before collapsing against Mikaela, his world fading out. Again.
