Hot Shot's girl: You might want to listen to Evanessance 'Snow White Queen' while reading this story it reminded me a lot of what was going on here. So yea it pretty much gave me the idea of the chp.
Optimus came out of his office and Hot Shot followed him with down cast optics. Tracks stood and saluted with Jetfire and Powerglide who where there in n the hall with them. Alex and Kaz looked at Optimus and wondered what was going on.
"Kaz, Alex, Hot Shot, anyone who wishes to hear, there is a story that needs to be said," said Optimus standing before them. "I thought in Hot Shot's best interest it be kept secret, but now I see that all secrets are evil and can never be used for good. So I am going to let my yeas be yeas and my nays be nays, as was told in the human culture."
"What is this about Optimus?" asked Alex looking up at Optimus seeing heavy sadness in his optics.
"It's about Hot Shot's mother Elita One, and what led up to his birth," said Optimus looking at Hot Shot as he leaned against the wall. "I have a story to tell and this is it . . . Elita and I had only been married for a few millienias. We had hardly time to think of sparklings during the first millienias of the war, but I could tell Elita wanted one. She planned to have one soon, but fate would prove evil on our part . . ."
FLASHBACK
It was a time when routine was known throughout cybertron. When good and evil met on a daily basis to speak about treaties and peace. Not saying the evil lords ever agreed like Megatron, but at least they would not harm the good as they came to speak in peace. They had respected it to those millienias, but things were about to change.
Elita One, the wife of Optimus Prime, was an ambassador to the autobots and would occasionally go to Megatron's place to discuss peace always hoping he'd say yes. He never did though and she always returned back into Optimus' arms unharmed. Optimus knew it was dangerous, but in those times being an ambassador was one of the safest jobs around. Both sides knew better than to shoot or harm one. Especially the wife of Optimus Prime and sister-in-law of Megatron the decepticon ruler.
Yes even though that time was hard on the new comers for war it was safe in words, and the decepticons hadn't yet deceived many as they would usually do on a regular basis. Well there was a day when Megatron would gather up all his forces for a check and see how strong he was. It was one way to gloat about armed forces, but he just wanted to make sure he was always the better brother. Yes indeed his forces were strong, but on a particular day when he checked his army, walking through the encampments and all he had passed by a strange femme who muttered the most outrageous prophecy he thought at the time.
"In two days Megatron, your sister-in-law Elita One shall conceive a child that will destroy you," she said to him in a most dark voice spoken than any other decepticon femme.
Megatron would have usually passed ramblers like this, but what she said and how she said it just struck him in the spark. He halted right where he was and turned to her with a look of 'do you know how I am?!' on his face as he came up to her and asked—
"What?!"
"Need I say it again lord?" smiled smiled mockingly.
Megatron sneered as he looked up her and down. She was a black femme and her optics was blood red. Megatron was very displeased by her. That was like telling him someone was about to attempt to assassinate him, which has been tried before.
"Who the frag are you femme?" he asked pointing to her.
"That is Silentscream my lord," said Shockwave as he stood by his side. "Some call her witch for she is known to have strangely . . . accurate predictions."
"Really?" muttered Megatron. "Well what if I was to say I don't believe you?"
"Then it is your death. You are merely to say I wish to die," she said turning from him and leaving.
Megatron was angered by her. No one EVER turns their back to him or even walks away from him, OR speaks to him like that! He had half a mind to shoot her in the back, but he wasn't one to kill femmes . . . yet.
"Eh, she's insane," he said continuing his inspection.
He wasn't gonna let her bother him, not now. Not when he was in his Prime. His armed forces were at its highest and new soon to come. The decepticons had many femmes on their side, mostly wives of the soldiers, and many with child, so new recruits were soon on their way.
As the next day passed and he waited for the morning he couldn't help but think about she said. He couldn't get a peaceful night's recharge because of her foul prophecy and her bad habit of being right all the time. As he sat on his berth in his room he couldn't help but think about her and about Elita. He knew she had been wanting a sparkling for a while now and had just convinced Optimus to try for one.
She was well ripe to have one and tomorrow she would probably be at her ripest if what the witch Silentscream said would come true. Couldn't he just kill the sparkling? No, not his own nephew if anything he would take it and raise him to become a vial decepticon. Yes that would be a slap in Prime's and the high councils' faces when they see their heir to the matrix rise as a decepticon leader.
He smiled at this, but then another thought occurred. The thought of that Prime brat standing over his dead body as the witch's prophecy came to pass. It was more than he could take. He couldn't be killed by a youngling, never!
"SHOCKWAVE!!" he called for him.
"Yes sir?" came Shockwave as he entered Megatron's chambers.
"Tell me about this witch, where does she get her powers?" asked Megatron still in deep thought.
"Well sir they say when she was little she slipped into the allspark chambers and actually drank from Primus' own blood, there for getting the ability to see the future like Primus."
"I see," said Megatron thinking to himself.
"Do you wish me to take a squad and dispose of her sir?" asked Shockwave.
"No," sighed Megatron bowing his head. "What I wish . . ."
He then stood up and faced Shockwave saying—
"Is for you to bring her to me."
"Yes sir," bowed Shockwave leaving.
In those hours of searching for her they finally found her and brought her to Megatron, though not without a fight. Like any femme when you are told you are to be brought to Megatron's chambers you'd only think one thing. She fought off three soldiers, but the other four grabbed her and brought her as commanded. They had to hurry and toss her in the room before she attempted to escape.
"Let me out you fraggers!" she cried pounding the door.
"I never did imagine you to be the one to run witch," grinned Megatron seeing her halt her pounding at his voice. "What did you think I wanted you for?"
"Tell me," said Silentscream turning to him. "If you were a femme being brought to a mech's chambers what would you think?"
At that Megatron let out a hearty laugh. He couldn't believe she would think such a thing.
"Me?" he chuckled. "Never, I think being with a femme is waste of time."
"Oh coming from the evil tyrant of the transformers?"She asked.
"I did not have them bring you to me for this," said Megatron his smile turning into a frown.
"Then what?" asked Silentscream relaxing a bit.
"About your little prophecy," said Megatron. "If it were to come to pass how would I stop it?"
"Well," smiled Silentscream. "You actually need my help for your problems, why can't you sort it out yourself you usually do."
"Because I don't know the future, you do," said Megatron crossing his arms. "Now I order you to tell me how to prevent this from even happening."
"Kill Optimus," she said simply. "No Optimus, no sparking of sparks."
"Too long," said Megatron. "She'd be well with child after his demise."
"Then kill Elita One," she said.
"Again, too long and hard," said Megatron. "She is guarded by many and if I choose to try and kill her she will have already conceived."
"Then I don't know what to tell you," sighed Silentscream turning away.
"That is a LIE!" growled Megatron coming to her and grabbing her shoulders, turning her around so she would face him. "Look I know you know of a way now tell me!"
"Well," said Silentscrem looking down. "There is one way."
"What?" he asked letting her go.
"If she were to have your sparkling . . ." she began.
"What?" asked Megatron getting where she was going. "But she's my sister-in-law."
"Well at least she's not your sister," said Silentscream.
"But she's my sister-in-law," said Megatron.
"She wasn't always, remember?" smiled Silentscream.
"I do, but she's still my—" started Megatron.
"Sister-in-law, yea, yea I get it," finished Silentscream. "You don't want to do the necessary job. Well I guess that's your problem now Megatron."
"Wait," said Megatron catching her before she left.
"Yes?" she smiled turning to him.
"How do you suppose . . . if I were to do this . . . I am to do this?" asked Megatron.
"Well," started Silentscream as she walked around Megatron's chambers looking around. "She's the ambassador right? Just say you wish to speak about peace and—"
"I'd never!" spat Megatron.
"Well not really!" snapped Silentscream. "You're going to lie, and then you just lure her somewhere and . . . hopefully you know what to do then."
"Well . . . there is one thing concerning that," muttered Megatron.
"Like what?" asked Silentscream, but after Megatron's silence she began to get the idea. "What are you saying you're . . .?"
"An unbonded," mumbled Megatron crossing his arms.
At that Silentscream couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. The evil decepticon dictator an unbonded, oh it was too much.
"When you said femmes were a waste of your time you were right!" laughed Silentscream.
"And I'm sure mechs are a waste of your time as well witch," said Megatron with a frown on his face.
"Hm, you're right," smiled Silentscream placing a slim finger on her chin. "But anyways, it's not like it's hard to bond. Once you connect sparks it's smooth sailing from there."
"Sure," sighed Megatron almost rolling his optics.
"Well I'm certainly not going to show you how to bond!" she scoffed. "You'll have plenty of time to think it out then."
"Very well, I need you no longer, you may leave but I shall call you back later," said Megatron as she left.
"Oh I'm sure," she smiled as she left.
When morning came Megatron went out to fight more battles. No injuries existed on him and he seemed invincible, but thinking about Elita's sparkling . . . once he's born . . . it will seem like something of the past. He knew what he had to do and so contacted Elita to come and speak to him about peace. Elita was over excited. She actually thought he meant it this time.
She didn't tell Optimus for he'd think it was some sort of s trick even though Megatron had not started tricking ambassadors yet. So she took her guards and went to meet him the next day. She wanted to hurry up and get the peace treaty signed for she wanted to return to Optimus and enjoy a little date she's set out for them. She took two guards who came with her as she walked over the dead body covered in Megatron's land.
She came to Megatron who was frequently about to kill another autobot with a spear he had in hand. Once he threw it and stabbed him he through his head back and laughed as he looked at the dead bodies hanging from his pillars of fear. He turned his head and saw Elita had made it as planned.
"Ah, Elita, you like my decorations? I did it just for you," he smiled looking at the hanging parts of old transformers long past.
"Well . . . it's you," said Elita smiling nervously. "Now you wanted to speak to me about something?"
"Yes, come with me," said Megatron as he led her inside his place.
As accustomed the guards waited by the entrance while Megatron would talk to her. Once inside Megatron sat down on his throne and started talking to Elita about 'peace'. She just went off once he spoke the word and soon the day was getting late. He knew the time was coming to put the plan into action and so he started.
"Eh, no, no," shook Megatron acting as if he was having a hard time comprehending everything.
"What's the matter?" asked Elita. "All you have to do and sign this and we won't have to fight and no one will have to die."
"I . . . I can't," said Megatron. "I'd feel so horrible."
He then got up and made in a haste to his chambers knowing Elita, being so kind, would follow. She looked concerned for her brother-in-law and wanted to know what was bugging him.
"Megatron what is wrong?" she asked coming to him as he stood by his chamber doors.
"I . . . I can't," he said as he walked a little further inside.
"What is it Megatron, you can tell me," smiled Elita as she came up and touched his shoulder.
"The thing is Elita," said Megatron moving away from her and to his chamber doors. "I lied to you."
Elita gasped as Megatron closed and locked his chamber doors. She almost trembled but she took spark and held her head up high . . . whatever Megatron was planning.
"What do you mean Megatron?" she asked.
"You see Elita," he said coming closer to her. "There is this witch, her name is Silentscream. She told me you were going to conceive a sparkling today that will kill me later on . . . now you can see I don't want that and so . . . she said if you were to have MY sparkling . . ."
"Megatron no!" she said backing up and away from him. "I'm your sister-in-law."
"You weren't always my dear," he grinned evilly ready to just pounce on her.
"Please, don't do this," She begged.
"Too late for that," said Megatron as he lunged at her and tackled her onto the berth.
"NO! get off!!" she cried trying to push him off, but he was just so large and bulky there was no use.
"I'm sorry it had to be this way Elita, no hard feelings," he smiled as he opened his spark chambers and then forced hers open.
"NO!!" she cried right before he thrust his spark into her causing her to scream out in pain and then help, but none came for none could hear her.
All the while, while this was happening Optimus was inspecting his soldiers when he got a strange call from an unknown transformer telling him about Elita's predicament. Now he knew Megatron wasn't the kind of mech to do that, but then again if it was for his life he wasn't so sure. Optimus went in haste to Megatron's place taking a small troop with him just in case he needed to fight his way through. It had been about a half hour when he finally reached the base and feared he was too late.
He came to Megatron's chambers and heard Elita crying and wanting someone anyone to help her. Optimus had enough rage inside him to blast down the doors, but knew Megatron might try and kill Elita if alarmed and so straightened and gently knocked on the door.
"Go away!" he heard Megatron's husky voice from doing who knows what to Elita.
Optimus forced himself to continue knocking till Megatron himself answered. He then heard Megatron grumble and come walking to the door.
"What is it?!" he hissed as he opened the door in haste.
Just as soon as he did his face was met with Optimus' fist. Megatron had never been hit so hard by Optimus before in his life and was knocked back quite a ways. Optimus came in and saw Elita crying on the berth. She was curled up into a ball just wanting it all to stop.
Optimus came to pick her up but she began to freak out thinking Megatron had returned to finish the job.
"No, please, get off!!" she cried struggling against Optimus.
"Elita, it's me," said Optimus calming her.
"Optimus!" she cried into his chest as he picked her up and got out of that place as quick as he came in.
After that day no ambassadors were allowed anywhere again, but as the night progressed Optimus took Elita back home and knew it would take some time before she regained her sanity. She couldn't stop crying and shaking.
"Please Elita, I tried to get to you in time, but . . ." started Optimus.
"I can . . . I can still feel him all over me," she gagged out her sorrow so deep and long. "He won't go away."
Optimus then hugged his wife and tried to comfort her, but nothing could. He wanted nothing else but to see her happy. Optimus then turned her head to his and kissed her gently, but long. She wanted to spend the day with Optimus but got into some trouble with Megatron.
Optimus tried his best to make her happy and so bonded with Elita trying to make her get the feel of Megatron off her. It helped for her, it helped. Megatron though was still in his chambers holding his jaw that seemed a little loose from the punch Optimus snuck on him.
"You called?" asked Silentscream as she came to him.
"Yes, tell me if Elita conceived my child," said Megatron.
"It's hard to tell," said Silentscream.
"How?!" growled Megatron looking at her. "I just bonded with her!"
"So did Optimus, just now." Said Silentscream. "It's not a 50-50 chance. You couldn't have kept her longer?"
"Optimus came like someone told him," he said glaring evilly at her.
"Hm, I wonder who did that," she smiled.
"Well then if she does conceive his child what am I to do?" he asked.
"Have your own then," said Silentscream. "He could help against her child."
"That's easier said than done . . . unless," he said looking her up and down.
"Megatron no!" she pointed at him backing away a bit seeing his smile widen.
"Silentscream . . . how would you like to be my queen?" he asked coming closer to her. "And have my sparkling?"
"I'd rather die!" she spat.
"You could, but I need you right now," he said coming closer.
It was then Silentscream took out a hidden blaster and shot Megatron in the shoulder and then knee, but that still didn't stop him from taking her in his arms and tossing her onto his berth as he bonded with her. That night was a dark night, but then again two sparklings were conceived. The next month both expecting mothers found out and knew exactly which day it was. Elita was afraid for her sparkling fearing it was Megatron's and so couldn't bare to look at Optimus thinking she had betrayed him.
"You have not betrayed me Elita. He could be mine," he said trying to be optimistic.
"Fate isn't so kind to me," sniffed Elita with her optics cast down. "It's best not to have it if it be Megatron's."
"Elita don't say that," said Optimus. "If it is Megatron's I will still love it just the same as my own."
"No you won't," said Elita looking at him with doomed optics.
She was like that the whole year of her pregnancy. She was like one dead. She even tried to miscarry her sparkling once fearing Megatron. Optimus caught her and stopped her.
The time came for her to give birth and on the same day Silentscream, Megatron's wife. That day both gave birth to sons and Megatron was glad he had one who looked worthy enough to be called the prince of the decepticons. Silentscream though didn't much care for her sparkling when she held him . . . her Starscream, but once Elita was given her sparkling into her arms her spark estinguished before him and all fears fell as she gazed into his blue optics much like her own. Even though they never tested him to see if he was Megatron's or Optimus' Elita knew deep down in her spark whose he was, though she was too afraid to say.
Optimus took the sparkling in his arms and smiled as the sparkling smiled at him. Even though he would never know, and never did want to know in fear of finding out he was indeed Megatron's he'd always love him as his own.
END FLASHBACK
"And that is the story I have been keeping from you all," said Optimus. "I am sorry for not telling you Hot Shot, but I must tell you, you could be mine."
Hot Shot didn't say anything though. He just bowed his head and acted as one dead though. Alex didn't like the way Hot Shot was acting and knew he might not ever be the same again unless he knew for sure.
Hot Shot's girl: So there you have the story. Yea I just had to have Silentscream in there, she's just the perfect evil decepticon lady I made up and perfect mother of Starscream :) Anyways I hoped you enjoyed the chp see ya later.
