Burning. Everything was burning. Bodies laid on the ground unmoving. Dead. Even with this information, the fighting continued. Each side fighting for dominance of their home. But this didn't look like home.
Kristie stood in the middle of all this chaos. She was confused by what she was looking at. The bodies were cybertronian. The ones fighting were cybertronian as well. Kristie then looked to the ground. This wasn't Earth, nor was it organic. It was metal. Cybertron. Then everything clicked. Kristie was witnessing the past. One of the many battles on Cybertron during the beginning of the War.
Tears were spilling like a waterfall from her eyes. Kristie knew a lot about Transformers and about the war that occurred. But this, this was horrible. Witnessing it in person like this made it even worse. Kristie is the type of person that if someone near her feels pain, either physically or emotionally, she can feel it for the most part. Seeing this battle, Kristie can feel so much pain. Far too much pain for her to handle. Her chest felt like it was being ripped apart from the inside.
"Make it stop." she cried. "Please. STOP!"

Kristie woke up in cold sweat. Her breathing was heavy, nearly wheezing. She could hear her heart beat in her ears. Kristie noticed heavy breathing from Trevor's bunk above her. She took a deep breath and went up to check on her friend. Trevor was up as well.
"You ok?" she whispered to him, making sure not to wake up Optimus from his recharge. She saw Trevor's silhouette nod. "Let's talk about this tomorrow. For now, let's try to get some sleep." Trevor nodded in agreement, also not wanting to wake up their guardian.

Sleeping again didn't help, so it seems. Both children kept seeing more battles. They saw how the war began, they saw how it progressed, even how it would end. Kristie and Trevor even saw times where Decepticons tortured the innocent. They saw so many horrors of the war, it tore at their hearts. It was just too much for either Kristie or Trevor to handle. Young bots dying in cold blood, femmes trying to protect their sparklings only to fail and die with them. Cybertronians who wanted nothing to do with the war forced into factions through barbaric means. The visions were torture.

Optimus awoke from his recharge when he heard whimpering and sobbing. Sitting up on his recharge slab, he turned to the bunk bed his young charges slept on. He noticed Trevor kicking at his blankets, whimpering as if in pain. Kristie was no better. She was sobbing rather loudly, her tears flowing freely and fast. Worried, Optimus stood up and walked to the elevated area of which their 'room' was in Optimus' quarters. Gently placing a finger on Kristie, he tried to shake her awake from whatever nightmare she was having. It didn't work. He tried Trevor. Same result. Then he tried both children at the same time. The Prime finally got a different result.
Kristie and Trevor both woke up nearly screaming, making Optimus worry even more. The teens were starting to calm their breathing as they looked up at their guardian.
"Are you two alright?" Optimus asked. Both children shook their heads, bodies shaking uncontrollably.
"Th-th-th-the v-visions..." Kristie tried started but couldn't finish due to trying to hold back heavy sobs. She took a deep, but heavy breath, though, she sounded she gasping for air. "I-I th-th-think the Allspark was sh-showing us what happened during the war on Cybertron." Kristie placed her head on her hands, her shoulders shaking from her crying and sobbing. Optimus felt his spark sink. Both Kristie and Trevor were much too young to see the horrors of war. Especially an eons-long war that still continues on to this day.
"I could feel them." Trevor said quietly. "It h-hurt s-s-so m-much." Optimus gently stroked both teens' backs with two fingers in an effort to comfort them.
"I knew that this war goes on for a long time and that horrible things happened, but seeing it and feeling it like that." Kristie spoke softly. "Why do they even allow the war to continue? It causes nothing but pain and suffering. And you know what? No one wins in the end. Not really."
Pity and sorrow weighed heavily in Optimus' spark as he coaxed his charges back to sleep, convincing them that no more horrid visions will come to them. The Allspark itself was showing this to the children. But for what? For whatever reason, the Allspark transported itself to their universe and appeared before them. It divided itself in half and merged each half with Kristie and Trevor. Did the Allspark believe that these two teens could make a difference in the war? Or was it merely finding a way to protect itself? Many questions filled the Prime's processor the rest of the night as he finally went back to recharge after making both Kristie and Trevor were fast asleep peacefully.