Chapter 21: Black and White

I never thought I would be in this place again. How many times had I been here now? Well, I think it's just two times; one was when I and my sister had been taken here and the second was when I was almost killed by Megatron. This stinks because all I can see is the span of blackness around me. No light; no other color but mine… Shame, that I can't really control this place even if I want to.

It was like this place is supposed to be some containment or waiting area for me. But as far as I had waited, nothing seemed to happen. I just stood at my spot with no words to say and nothing to really do until I sit down and stare at the expanse of the darkness, wondering about things in my life.

Solitude… That is what I get when I am here. I am given the opportunity to get my bearings straight and recollect my inner good to give to others.

I sighed for the nth time since I had sat here.

"I wonder what the others are doing…" I asked myself. For the first time, I felt like I wanted to talk to no one in particular but myself.

"I guess there are two possibilities… One is that Barricade gets caught and we were to be taken into custody again but this time with heavy loads of security… or second, we could have escaped there and get as far away as possible." I grinned as the thought of having succeeded in outrunning the Autobots came to my mind. Bee would be irritated with Barricade getting away again and this time, 'Cade would not be that smashed. Optimus would contemplate again none stop… Ratchet would curse like a sailor again along with Ironhide spouting threats when he gets his hands on 'Cade.

But Jazz… I forgot. He would be in pain seeing his sparkling flee from him like he was plague. Maybe that is why Barricade was silent? He was talking to his creator through the bond… Jazz seemed to be desperate. After what Bumblebee had revealed to him about their first confrontation at the power plant, the silver mech just didn't show it but he was worried. The brightness in his optics, no matter has fast it had been, it was there. I had seen it.

Parents like Jazz, no matter how bad had their sparkling been, would always think of him as his own. But this thought wouldn't really come to my mind if the Cybertronian War didn't really exist. I mean… If the war didn't happen, the race on Cybertron won't really have to divide and take sides. They wouldn't have to lose so many and they wouldn't really see themselves in the verge of extinction.

But who am I to say that things shouldn't go like that? What if… What if Primus had planned this already and had seen a far greater future for his creations as they try to endure this suffering? What if He had created something of far more greater value that they just can't see?

I wouldn't really know for sure because from what I can tell from the movies, they were to suffer till the bitter end, all because of the once Lord High Protector that I didn't really get to clarify his reason for all of this. Yes, he wants power… Yes, he wants to rule the world and the galaxy… but did he ever think about the repercussions of his actions? The caste system they had could have been abolished without this war. Mechs could have lived happily…

In the movies, Optimus will be betrayed by none other than the teacher he had looked upon like the mech was Primus himself. He would be swatted away like a fly without meaning by the ones he had protected, the human race… Ironhide would get eradicated by the cosmic rust that would eat away his frame till his spark distinguishes and he would never be able to see his little human goddaughter grow up anymore. Rachet would be annihilated by no less the humans he had given his trust in even though that trust is hard to come by. Bee would lose everything he had cared for as he stayed here and would likely lose his bubbly self to grow into a mature mech that was still truly young by frame.

Sideswipe, Que, the little Twins, the Arcee Triplets… who more are going here only to die?

'It is up to thee to change thy faiths of those who had been wooed…' There was a distant voice echoing through the field that was once silent. This voice was kind, full of knowledge and rather warming and familiar to me. I couldn't help be startled by it as my eyes widened and I was shocked to a point where my body stood rigid in place. My mind was now slowly drawing up things on what is the pit happening here.

Weren't things like this happens always to those main characters in fan fictions; them having a conversation with a voice that would soon reveal their selves to be something of power and greatness? My left eye twitched as my jaw clenched shut. I knew where this was going and I can say that this would not only warrant me a permanent stay but also a new future.

"Now, this is getting ridiculous, I am just fantasizing about this… I am not really hearing an almighty voice inside my head. This isn't really happening… Primus knows that there is a boundary with fantasy and reality that I would not cross till the ends of the Dynasty." I tried to convince myself these words, trying to decline as I acted unbelieving. I am, heck, nervous as hell at what I am facing here. Questions like what if this was the Allspark? What if this is Primus? What if this is some unknown powerful Almighty that I hadn't really even need to deduce if he was what I thought he was. And also, this is not what I want to happen in the long run of my existence here. Neither would I want this on my sister.

Frag. I am so being pushed here, aren't I?

'Primus has his reasons for his actions, child… And so is your existence in the living.' Another voice had come through and it sounded curious and rather peaked with interest. It was deep and something along the lines of far from kind and far from good. This voice made my breathing stutter and made alarms go on in my head.

"His reasons are righteous and doesn't need to be questioned because he knows what he is doing like an author writing a story. But my existence here is void for I don't belong here. " I pointed at myself as I look around me, trying to find where the voice was coming from.

The voice seemed to be more peaked with interest as I felt the air around me grew cold. An invisible thing came, brushing my being as my heart felt disturbed. It lasted for who knows how long and all I wanted to do was scream for it to leave me alone but then, it spoke and breathe on my face, trying to capture me with its presence.

'Ah, you have a bright future ahead of you, young spark. But you are lost and misguided, feelings so left alone in this dark. Come to me, spark and I'll take those away… I promise to teach you all the way… Know what your purpose truly is and achieve those things that are truly for you.' It said as my flesh sported blotches of green like I was decaying.

I was alarmed with this as it grew all over me. "No… no…" I repeated in a chant. I stood up from my position and started to step forward. As I did, a white line started to appear beneath my foot and went to the far out direction I was facing. It kept going and going until I raised my foot up and away from that thing. It disappeared from where I was stepping up to where the line had reached. Well, that was new.

I heard the voice again as whomever it was laughed with pure interest and amusement. It was grating my nerves…

"Why are you laughing now?" I scowled and gritted my teeth as I backed away but more lines appeared with every step I made. The dirt that covered a line began dissolving as they slowly inched outside of my perimeter. Some connected and some stood with one another. Then, there were all those colors, colors of many kinds… I don't know how I could distinguish one from the other but I could even though they are shaded differently.

As I was observing the glowing line-field grow further as some stopped, I felt something hot protruded on my chest. In reflex, my hand went to check it and I was soon stunned on what I was holding. It was one of those pink lines but the difference was… This thing has black spots on it too like the some others I had seen. Its dirt didn't dissolve making me wonder why.

It stings as I held it in my hand. The light it held was less illuminant than the others too. I was about to step forward to reach the other side of it but something tells me that I would be sealing my faith if I did so. Since my instincts don't fail me… I went with it and sat still again as I ignored the wave of want pooling in me.

'As one had deemed, Primus had written this not on a whim. He had hid you well but now is the time for you to serve your purpose once again. Soon, all of the misery of the races will be erased!' The voice made the ground below me tremor as I twitched at the statement. Now I get an answer, maybe not direct but still, Primus was involved? Well, my fears had just been realized.

"Well, I don't want it! I don't want anything of it!" I yelled as pessimistic thoughts plague my mind.

'You don't.' He said without missing a beat. That made me calm down as I came out of my high.

'But is that what your spark is telling you?' The voice asked as dread filled me again. Now that I had realized it, I have no spark. I should have none. Reality check! I am born human! I have a birth certificate that says so! Ratchet would have told me of this if he had known! This was making me convulse but I don't care what is happening as he spoke. I was lost in my own world of denial as I rake my head out.

'The line of faith though taunting, is still an amazing thing.' The mystery being said once again but I wouldn't be able to comprehend it. I was now stunned to what I was being placed in. This was not what I am expecting here… How come I am still surprised by these things when I had read them all the time back in my reality? Well, I can say that experiences are far more appealing then the imagination.

I let out a scream as I pushed the voice away. Soon, the warmth came again like a soothing balm being rubbed on a wound. I eased drastically and found myself looking at a white field. The lines were there once again and I was able to step forward without fear gnawing me this time.

"Oh please, don't tell me that what I am thinking is right. Please tell me that you are joking and you only want me to support the future human Prime before he turns to a Cybertronian and lead the Autobots to the victory they are seeking… Please… Please…" I mumbled repeatedly like a chant as I stare the colorful lines around me. My hands clenched into firsts at my sides and I was shaking with denial.

I think we aren't coming back home after this… When I wake up, I won't be able to come back… The only thing now that I could still do before I resign to my faith was to give out a weak smile. I guess I should have seen this coming and get used to these things. My life had just been cut off and extended here.

Maybe I couldn't go back home because that earthquake had killed me back in our real dimension? Maybe the old me had fused with this me who was supposed to be here in my place? I don't know… I don't know… Many thoughts plague me in my journey along the lines.

The warmth compelled me to move. It compelled me to stay strong. It stood beside me as it led me to this one dimly lit thing in the center of all the lines around. It looks like… it… It was the AllSpark…!

'Help them. Help them see again… Help them, my kindred spark. Let this tragedy be gone and let them see that their fight has to come to an end.' Something made me turn and there, I saw the lines dimming once again. The darkness was once again coming over as sadness flooded me while I stood there watching. I knew that I could do something but what? I leaned on the Allspark and thought. I was lost, I knew I was… but then again, I can do this… I just need some advice right?

Just then, I decided. No matter what happens, I would just live with it. That black screen took me here and Primus knows what he is doing. I am updated on what is happening and what is going to happen, so I'll just get on with this.

My goal has changed. Not only will I be searching answers for my questions but now, I will also need to help stop this war and bring some sense into the helms of the mechs. This light years-long war will end… I vowed to the Allspark who gave me encouragement and her gratitude.

But there are still things bothering me up to this moment. The truth of who I am, the truth of what I do… The truth to all the things I had known… Why my sister is dragged here and heck, is she being seen the same way? Ugh. This was making my head spin.

It had been so far more or less a month since I had updated. Thank you for waiting patiently for me.