A/N: Not doing good with the new meds prescribed to me, but hey can't control it. Gives me a bit of time to think for this story. Working on the other stories too. So enjoy this one.

Guest: It is sad.

tiedwithribbons: You'll find out in the far future towards the end of the story if Megatron will reveal who he really is in the future. Orion will tell his creators in this chapter about his "guardian angel".

Optimus' girl (guest): Hmm... Thundercracker and Soundwave would be a good pairing for this story. It would work out well. Halogen is just a jerk like Micronus Prime.

Michelle Thornboy: It is.

:Sparkbond:

:Sibling/parent bond:

Com. link/flashbacks/dreams/thoughts/lyrics

Main Pairings:

Nemesis PrimexAlpha Trion

Child(s): Megatron, Orion Pax/Optimus Prime

MegatronxNightgale

Child(s): Bumblebee

Orion Pax/OptimusxAriel/Elita One

Child(s): Hot Rod

Soundwave

Child(s): Ravage, Laserbeak, Buzzaw, Rumble, Frenzy

AirwayxSolarsky

Child(s): Starscream, Thundercracker, Skywarp

future ThundercrackerxSoundwave

Child(s):

Warnings: Kissing, mentions of interfacing/rape, violence, death, graphics, and anything else I forgot.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters.

"He's been in recharge for a while now. Are you sure he is all right Ratchet?"

"Of course I am Nem. With what he is going through, it doesn't surprise me."

Orion onlined his optics. He rubbed at his optics, removing his blurred vision. His carrier sat on his berth. His sire stood off to the side with Ratchet. The youngling crawled to his carrier, sitting in his lap. Alpha Trion hugged his son, looking into those bright blue optics. Orion smiled widely, his dentas showing.

"How are you feeling my little one?" Alpha Trion asked.

"Much better. Carrier guess what?" Orion asked excitedly.

"What?"

"I have a guardian angel. He says he is my older brother."

Nemesis stopped talking, looking to his youngest son in shock. He had seen Megatron? Megatron had come as Orion's guardian angel? He pulled up a crate, sitting on it and turning Orion's helm to look at him.

"You saw Megatron? Are you positive?" Nemesis asked. The Prime reached into his subspace, pulling out a datapad containing holopics of the silver mech. Alpha Trion activated the datapad, setting the pictures to slideshow.

"Is this the mech you saw?" Alpha Trion asked.

"Yep. He even had that mark," said Orion, pointing to the symbol. "Sire, what happened to him?"

"He was killed in the mines," said Nemesis. "He was taken away from us because he had red optics and a larger build."

"But you have a large frame build," Orion pointed out.

"Yes, but my blue optics were what kept me with my sire," said Nemesis. "Because I looked just like him, the High Council named me the heir to the throne of the Primes. And one day, you will become the Prime. You will be the one to do what I never could. You will lead our people with such greatness."

"But... I won't be able to. Remember sire, I'm dying," Orion said, looking down.

"Yes, you will. I just know that you will be an amazing leader one day. One that will take my place and continue what me and Megatron did along with my sire," said Nemesis. He picked up his son and held him. "You are strong Orion Pax. Never forget that. You are destined for great things, even with this terrible illness."

"I love you sire. I love you carrier."

Orion hugged his creators tightly. He rubbed at his optics again, wincing at the pain going through his spark. Ratchet injected some pain killers and a sedative to help the youngling recharge.

~~~000

"Orion!"

The youngling looked to his small group of friends. He had met them on the first day of school. They didn't care what he was going through, but rather supported him when he needed it. Orion had missed a few days of school because of his spark.

"Been a while Pax," said Jazz. "We missed ya."

"It is good to be back Jazz," said Orion.

Prowl, Ultra Magnus, and Jazz helped their friend to the classroom. The instructor handed Orion a datapad with any missed work on it.

"Thank you Professor Kup," said Orion.

"No problem kid. How ya feelin'?" Kup asked.

"A bit better. Ratchet says my spark was fluxing," said Orion.

"Well it's good ta have ya back kid."

Orion took notes all during class with his friends around him. When they went outside to play, Orion spotted Megatron watching him from a distance. He waved at the large mech before turning back to his group. When Prowl looked to see who Orion was waving to, he didn't see anyone. He guessed it had something to do with DSF.

When it was time to refuel, Orion lost motion of his arms, dropping his cube and spilling it. Jazz saw the frozen look on Orion's face, growing worried. It wasn't long before tremors ran through the youngling. Ultra Magnus got up and ran to get Kup.

"Professor Kup, something is happening to Orion!" Ultra Magnus shouted. He had tears brimming, but did not fall.

"Slow down Magnus. What's happening?" Kup asked, following the youngling.

"He lost control in his arms and dropped his energon. Then he started to shake," said Ultra Magnus. He pointed to his friend when they got nearby. "See?"

Orion was convulsing badly, Jazz and Prowl holding each other, frightened about what was happening. Kup got Orion onto his side, hoping that the youngling's episode would cease. Ratchet hadn't told him anything about seizures. He commed the medic, telling him the situation.

"Ratchet, what do I do?" Kup asked.

"Make sure he doesn't hurt himself. I'm on my way now."

Kup hoped the convulsions would stop. Orion looked like he was in so much pain. The old mech gently held the tiny servos when Orion reached to scratch at his chest.

"Let me."

Kup looked up to see a silver mech, questioning his being there. He noted that he looked like Nemesis' kid, but older, and like that gladiator doppleganger. One key difference was the symbol for love on this mech whereas the gladiator didn't. Megatron bent down, taking Orion into his arms and hushing him. Slowly, the tremors ceased and Orion cried from the pain.

"Stay with him," said Megatron, handing his brother back over. "When he wakes up, tell him his guardian angel is nearby."

"Kup!"

The small group looked in the direction of the shout. Ratchet sprinted over, sliding to his knees. Kup looked back to the mystery mech, but didn't see any sign of him.

"Frag, this isn't supposed to be happening yet," Ratchet cursed. His scanner beeped. "He should be fine now with a bit of energon."

"Ratchet?" Orion asked, optics barely online.

"Shh... you're fine now Orion. Try to get some energon," said Ratchet. The medic pulled out a small cube, helping the youngling drink. "Do you want to stay here?"

Orion shook his helm. As much as he wanted to, he wanted his sire. Ratchet nodded, calling his friend.

"Sire."

"Nem, I know this is a bad time, but Orion just had a seizure. I fear it is progressing faster than we hoped. He wants you."

"I'll be there in a few kliks."

"Nemesis is on his way," said Ratchet. "Let's go wait up front."

It wasn't long until the Prime landed at the school, going for the office. The sight of his son being cradled in Kup's arms had the Prime worried. He scooped up his son, holding him close.

"Sire... hurts," Orion whimpered, pointing to his spark. "Brother made some of the pain go away."

"Take him home Prime. He needs recharge. Stay by his side. I am needed back at the hospital for a surgery with a victim," said Ratchet. "Keep me posted on his condition until I get back."

"Thank you Kup," said Nemesis when Ratchet left.

"Prime, sir, is Orion going to be okay?" Prowl asked.

"I'm sure Orion will be just fine with a bit of rest," said Nemesis, bending down to the little ones' height. "I'll take good care of him."

"Get better Pax," said Jazz.

"I will you guys," Orion whispered. He waved goodbye to his friends as his sire took him home to rest.

~~~000

"What's on your mind 'Cracker?" Skywarp asked.

"Hmm... oh it's you," said Thundercracker. He put the datapad face down. "Just thinking."

"Uh-huh," Skywarp said, snatching the datapad away. "Ooooo some mech has a crush."

"Shut up," Thundercracker growled, blushing slightly.

"On who?" Starscream asked.

"This gladiator named Soundwave. The one that hung out with Megs, remember? Blue, visor, monotone voice, mask," Skywarp described. "That mech. He's the one that was taken by the High Council and sparked by them."

"I don't care about that," the blue seeker blurted out. "And what does it matter to you two anyway? Star had Skyfire, so why can't I have someone?"

"Our creators will not be pleased," said Starscream. "Soundwave is a grounder. Sire would understand but carrier will have you exiled from Vos."

"Then I will be exiled. I don't even know if he likes me back."

"You should go ask him out. From the Pits schedule, Soundwave's fight should have ended by now," said Skywarp. "We'll come with ya and see good ole Megs."