Everyone stood silent as Amara spoke,
"The year was 401 AD. I was a simple peasant as they called us, I worked in the fields along side the others in my village. My parents had died when I was young of sickness, I had been forced into a home where I was little more then a slave, working from sun up to sun down. They beat me, starved me, and expected me to perform like a court jester. I did my best, but when you are 5 years of age and treated so harshly for over a decade you build up a hatred in your heart and soul for those people who have harmed you."
Amara glanced around at them; her voice never wavered.
"One morning when I was fetching water from the town and my hatred was particularly heavy on this day, I felt something calling to me. Without remorse or thought of consequence I left the well and headed to where I felt I was being pulled. After hours of walking I finally came to a mountain, I climbed it and at the top it was discovered to be a volcano. A voice called to me from within, telling me if I accepted his power, I could wreak havoc and revenge on everyone who had ever wronged me.
I was a 17-year-old girl, a slave with no future. Excepted to be sold by my masters to someone who paid the right price for me for marriage, though a slave girl such as I was not one men would look at. So, I accepted, a great power filled me, at first, I felt in control. It wasn't long till I had the village bowing at my feet, instead of me at theirs. That was when I realized I wasn't in control; I was merely a conduit for his will."
SilverStorm felt a familiar pang,
"Unicron?"
Amara nodded,
"Unicron. He took over me, using me to destroy everything he could touch until they came. Three of them, they battled against the force within me until he was finally defeated, they exiled him into himself, freeing me from his control."
Amaras head dropped,
"Unfortunately, before they could rescue me form his grasp, I had already committed countless horrors, the mountain I first heard his voice, became fire mountain. Wiping out the villages below, I knew it would happen, and yet with his power I did nothing. Then I continued on a path of destruction until they saved me."
Optimus spoke quietly,
"The Primes?"
Amara nodded again,
"Solus, Megatronus, and Alpha Trion."
The room went dead silent, a pin could be heard.
"Alpha Trion!"
Ratchet looked at Optimus,
"That old sage was a Prime?"
Optimus nodded with a smirk,
"He kept the information hidden, not wanting it revealed."
Ratchet shook his head, as Amara continued.
"Solus Prime was the one who advocated for me, she took me in as a friend. I had never had such a person in my life before. When they left to return to Cybertron, I went with them. They feared Unicrons connection within me wasn't fully broken. They took me to Prima, he instilled a power in me, one that I used for centuries as I fought by their side, I watched as Cybertron began to grow, fighting off his enemies and keeping him safe. Then that one day…"
Amara lowered her head, her appeared to wipe a tear from her eyes.
"Solus made two keys, one for me and one for Megatronus. No one else was allowed in her workshop. Megatronus often came and went as she made weapons for them, as well as tools. I was with her that fateful day, she was my best friend, my confidant…. Megatronus and her had been arguing lately, now that I look back, I could see him slowly falling to the darkness. Solus would not go along with his plans, he wanted to defeat all of Cybertron's enemies by having Solus create a weapon powerful enough to wipe their whole race out, Solus refused stating that there were other ways to peace. The two of them began to fight… Megatronus killed her."
Amaras fists were clenched, She looked right up at Optimus as she spoke.
"I ran from the workshop and told Prima what had happened, Megatronus came after me, the other Primes tried to deter him but, in his rage, he had become more powerful, as an ex-herald of Unicron I could sense him within Megatronus, his power growing and building. The last thing I remember was Prima taking me and telling me he was sending me back to earth for my own protection, I went to protest, and that's all I remember. It would appear he accomplished returning me to earth, he must have locked me into stasis to protect me from Megatronous's rage."
Optimus believed her, though he could tell Ratchet was skeptical.
"Amara, why is there no mention of you in Cybertronian recorded history?"
Amara sighed,
"To protect me… and Earth, myself and Prima conceded to never mention me in history."
She looked around at the others,
"I must leave, I must stop Megatronus."
Optimus smiled sadly,
"Amara, the tale of which you speak was over thousands of years ago, Megatronus was exiled by the Primes to a realm unknown. None of the Primes are… still alive"
Amara narrowed her eyes,
"They why do I sense them within you?"
Optimus glanced over at SilverStorm who nodded slowly, he shifted his chest plates as they opened to reveal the Matrix. Amara went wide eyed, they glowed slightly as stared at the Matrix. Optimus closed his chest plates.
"Primus bestowed the Matrix of Leadership to Optimus, it's the collective wisdom of the Primes."
SilverStorm explained,
"Though the Primes are gone, their legacy lives on through the Matrix."
Amara listened, she looked over to June and the children.
"2020? How many years have I been gone from this planet?"
June chuckled slightly,
"About 1,618 years."
Amara blinked, looking them up and down.
"Your clothes are odd, what this that you wear?"
She turned from the autobots and walked over to the humans. SilverStorm watched her, oddly enough she felt a connection to this human. Something about her was all to familiar.
"Scrubs, I'm an ER nurse."
Amara cocked her head,
"ER?"
"Emergency Room."
Amara nodded slowly looking at the others, her eyes glancing over to the TV which flickered softly. She picked up her skirt as she walked over to it.
"Have dwarves shrunk even further?"
She turned to them, Jack and Miko chuckled. Raph bit his lip to keep from laughing.
"No uh that's a tv, a television. You watch movies and tv show on it."
Amara still looked confused as Jack tried to explain.
"People, actors and actresses perform in front of cameras and they record them…"
"Cameras?"
Amara tilted her head. Jack sighed,
"Maybe it would be easier if you did some researching and reading."
Amara nodded with a shrug.
"Perhaps that is best."
She turned back to the Autobots,
"If this is not Cybertron, and we are on earth what are you doing here?"
Optimus explained to her the war, the faction split, and the exodus that had led them here. Amara was intently listening though no emotion showed on her face.
"So, the Covenant isn't a load of hokum Afterall."
Optimus raised an eyebrow.
"Its pages foretold about an exodus that would occur to earth, I just never believed in it until now."
She looked around the base,
"Is there not a passage to go outside?"
SilverStorm smiled,
"Allow me."
She took to her vehicle form as Amara climbed in,
"Refreshing to see that not all has changed."
She nodded to SilverStorm referring to her transformation as the two drove out of the base, through the ground bridge and into the western sunset.
"You have a great power within you."
Amara stated as the two drove, SilverStorm would have nodded.
"Yes, it was granted to me by Primus to protect the Matrix. I also sense a force within you."
Amara nodded,
"As I said Prima gave me a special power to protect me while I lived on Cybertron."
Her eyes darted as they drove through town,
"What is this place?"
"I believe this is Arizona."
Amara gazed in awe as they drove through a small town, people milled about as the sun was setting.
"So much change as occurred since my last time spent on this planet."
SilverStorm smirked to herself, Amara spoke a lot like Optimus, very fluid with sophistication. Evidence that pointed to the Primes having all spoken in such a manner.
"I do not know what I am to do now."
Amara removed the crystal from around her neck to gaze at it. SilverStorm turned off road heading for a desolate ravine she knew of.
"Live, be human."
Amara shook her head, SilverStorm had yet to see the ancient human smile.
"My friends are gone, the world as I knew it is no more"
SilverStorm could hear the sadness and loneliness in her voice,
"You have a home with us, the world has changed, yes but we have to adapt to it, or we will die."
Amara nodded,
"I suppose I could attempt to form bonds with all of you… though the bond of friendship I had with Solus was unmatched. I fear I shall never find such a friend again."
"Friendship is a treasured thing, its hard when we lose those, we are closest to."
The two arrived at the Ravine, Amara jumping out as SilverStorm took her to robot form, they sat on the edge, their legs swinging.
"I sense Solus within you…"
Amara looked over at SilverStorm, SilverStorm looked down at her.
"A Prime in me? I doubt it, I've done too much wrong in my life for that."
Amara looked at her wings, they were dropped down,
"No, I always speak truth, in you I sense her kindness and caring nature, though I also sense a darkness in you."
SilverStorm nodded,
"As I said, a lot has happened to me. I am hardly worthy to bear the power I have, let along an essence of a Prime"
Amara looked toward the setting sun,
"We are none worthy, Afterall I was once a herald of Unicron and yet they accepted me into their sparks."
SilverStorm smiled slightly as the two sat in silence watching the sun disappeared behind the horizon,
"You'll have to stay with us tonight, until we can have Agent Fowler create an identity for you."
SilverStorm spoke as the two headed back to the base. Amara nodded,
"I have no place else to go, I thank you for your hospitality toward me."
SilverStorm felt a familiar feeling, a connection. She felt her spark skip, she couldn't allow herself to make a connection with such a fragile creature.
"Who was he?"
SilverStorm was startled by Amaras question.
"Sorry?"
"You seem distressed, your spark rate has elevated. Solus used to exhibit the same symptoms after a fight with Megatronus."
SilverStorm sighed,
"Megatron and I used to be… well used to be. But its not him I am thinking of. I had a friend once, organic in nature much like humans. He was killed due to my ignorance, I vowed to never make such a connection again."
Amara huffed,
"We have made similar vows, after Solus's death, I vowed to myself to never allow such a friendship to occur. A connection that strong… once it is broken… can never be repaired."
….
SilverStorm laid in her berth that night, her mind whirling. Amara seemed to be a lot like her, aside from the way she spoke. She flipped over on her side, something Amara had said about Unicron. He came to her in a volcano? Why a volcano? Wasn't Unicron casted out into some realm unknown? She sighed, Alpha Trion had told her Unicron would awaken again, a great darkness. She closed her eyes, how could she fight a lord of darkness If she could not defeat the darkness within herself?