A/N Rix finally meets her divinity, and she names her warmachines.
This wasn't earth.
This wasn't Theria either.
… Where was here?
She seemed to be on a platform, and it rippled each time she took a step, the noise echoing.
Last she recalled, she had been recharging in her hammock, while her new three Predacons had wrapped their tails from the tree branches and had fallen into recharge as well. Dad had still been meditating, and she could just barely hear the sounds of the tv.
But here, all there was, was a reflection beneath her and an emptiness around her. But that wasn't entirely true. She could make out other edges around, each one broken and dim, lacking the flow of energy that crashed like a waterfall.
"Hello?" It was cold here, and she flicked her wings down and close to conserve heat. The air around her changed instantly, and was now a soft warmth. The energy rippled from another place, not unlike water on earth.
There was a wisp of energy that grew and whipped around, and a head came into view.
Three pairs of eyes opened, and it had the same marking that were on Rix's own faceplate. It stared down at her, a soft whisper of energy echoing in her audio receptors, until it was quiet.
"…Hello." Rix whispered, gently stepping closer to the massive creature. It leaned closer, eyes narrowing slightly. It was not out of distaste or anger, but rather as though she was being analyzed.
"Hello Rix." The voice echoed around her, soft yet empowering. The wings that wrapped around them uncoiled, a hand gently cupping around the sparkling to pick her up. Rix settled into a sit, wings twitching, and she knew who it was before her.
"'s nice to meet you. Guardians told me 'lot about you." She placed her servos into her lap, feeling slightly odd without the weight of her Predacons. The sparkling had only had them for a few hours but they had already become such an integral part of her, like they were always meant to be there.
"They have. And I am quite excited to finally meet you." The Divinity rose up slightly, a second pair of arms holding her up while a third grabbed onto the edge for balance.
"Right now, is a very important moment." The seekerling tilted her head to the side slightly, confused.
"Why's that?"
"Right now, you are going to name your Predacons, as have your predecessors before you. When Seer named his Victory, Regali her Gloria and Serenity her Peace, you may now name yours."
The sparkling tilted her head slightly, thinking it over.
"Can I ask a few questions first?"
A nod.
"You may."
"Why do I have three? No ones had three before."
The Divinity held her, stilling for a moment, then pressed on.
"I can't afford to make anymore mistakes. They've been waiting for their seer, and they all chose you."
That didn't quite answer her question, but she chose not to push the matter.
"How long will I have them?"
"You're entire life. They will remain by your side until your deactivation."
"What about after?"
"Well, It's all up to them, but many choose to follow their seer to Theria. But that's still not for a long time yet, so have no fear." The Divinity settled onto their elbows, before continuing on. "Do not rush while naming them, allow yourself a moment to make your choice."
There was no hesitation.
"Void, Ocean and Unbrum." Rix answered, and the Divinity nodded, setting her down gently.
"Then Void, Ocean and Unbrum it shall be." Lowering their head closer to the sparkling, their voice became quiet.
"This will be one of the few times we will meet like this. I will speak to you, and we may meet on the physical plane, but over the course of your life we will very rarely ever meet here." A finger gently reached out to lift her chin slightly. "Make your own path. Show them who Rix will be."
And she was in her hammock, Void having moved so now he was resting on her chestplates, his helm directly over her spark. Ocean and Unbrum were coiled together on her stomach plates, the heat radiating from the orange Predacon enough to lull her back into recharge, along with the noise of a TV and the vents of her meditating dad.