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Prologue:
The Eyes. Often, such orbs are commonly described as the 'Windows of the Soul'. For when someone looks into the eyes of another, it is said that they could in truth, be looking into a beings actual soul, witnessing the truth that sat beneath the surface. Emotions, the thoughts behind a facade, all it could be viewed if one simply looked into another's eyes.
But for every man, what they see can be entirely different from what they expect. Some men might be disturbed with what they see, or even disappointed. Others may be proud or even adored for what lies beneath. For everyone though, such a revelation could be drastically different. They could be strong, weak, cowardly, or even insane.
The amount such a topic varies is nearly impossible to comprehend.
For some however, there may be more than simple understanding or emotions hidden behind beneath. There might be secrets as well, secrets that are nearly impossible for one person to understand. And even beyond that, there may lay something that can put all the other aspects to shame.
Power. Even something so insignificant may in fact, hold a sum of power.
Power to influence, to control, and even to dominate. To see more clearly, to see the very interworkings of the body, and even the power of a god themselves. But, such power is rarely seen any longer, few even know about it within the present day. For if one was to unlock such power, it would require much from the person in question. It would require pain, suffering, and an unrelenting amount of emotion to unlock such power.
But once released, the amount of power that would be at one's hands is almost immeasurable. They could command armies single-handedly, crush their foes with a mere glance, and so much more.
In truth however, when it comes to such overwhelming power...would some see it as a gift or a curse?
Earth, Nevada:
The sun shined down rather peacefully onto the hot Nevada desert. The sands and dirt that made up the long and burning desert were calm and silent, nothing disturbing their peaceful existence. Not even the random jackrabbit or coyote disturbed the shining day's peace. Several miles into the desert though, there was something that was disturbing the peace. And it wasn't some natural disturbance of nature or some animal causing a racket due to a sprained leg either.
Instead, the cause of this disruption was a bit more chaotic.
As in, the sound of several explosions, metal colliding against metal, and even some screaming in pain was the cause of the disruption. And if that wasn't the tip of the iceberg, the ones causing the destruction weren't even part of the same dominating species that normally inhabited the planet. They weren't even part of any of the species that lived upon Earths surface.
For within the desert of the proud state of Nevada, a battle was going on. A battle between two groups of a distant species, one that was far older and more advanced than anything that was currently living on Earth.
They were the Cybertronians, an advanced race of living machines that held the power to transform their bodies into various machines for various reasons. But despite their advanced nature, the Cybertronians were locked within a struggle that nearly every species engages in at one point or another.
War.
For hundreds of years now, the Cybertronians had been fighting each other in a long and destructive war. A war that was fought between two groups of Cybertronians, the Autobots and the Decepticons. One group that wished to preserve life while the other wanted to do nothing but end it. The two groups had been fighting each other for hundreds of years, even continuing when their own planet became inhabitable.
It was that reason why they had ended up on Earth of all places. As while it was unknown to the planet's own species, but the Cybertronians had been to Earth once before and had hidden the same material that the Cybertronians needed to survive on the planet's surface. It had been an act of preserving such a material in case it was needed, and as a result it had brought the war to Earth.
And while on Earth, the war between the two groups had eventually drawn the attention of the dominate species on the planet. For while the vast majority of the species had remained quite unaware of the war that was being fought on their world, there was some who had managed to discover the extraterrestrial species that lived among them.
Of that minority however, the ones who actually were the most involved with the aliens were not what one would have suspected.
They were teenagers.
"Seriously, Miko!? Again?" Jack growled under his breath, ducking as a stray blast flew over his head.
Miko chuckled at the teen's aggravation, "Oh come on! You're always such a worrywart when it comes to this type of-"
"Its a battle Miko! I think I have more than enough reason to be worried!"
It had been an accident really. Their unintentional discovery had landed three young humans in the middle of a conflict that had raged longer than recorded history. A war of an alien race far beyond humanity, and on a scale that made most man-made wars seem like mere skirmishes in comparison.
One of them was Jack Darby, the teen who was currently trying to keep himself and his friend alive. Normally a fairly calm boy of fair height, black hair, and a light voice of reason at times (regardless of knowing what was going on at the time or not), Jack was the first of the teens to be introduced to the conflict. It had all been just a wild accident, a fleeting moment of curiosity that literally propelled him into a world he had no idea existed.
On the bright side, Jack had come to know the Autobots, including his future partner and Guardian, Arcee. A tough as nails femme who could fight with the best of them while remaining rather snarky, protective, and realistic while amongst her colorful teammates.
But with the good, also came the bad.
Once such example was another girl who had been thrown in the conflict along with him. Miko, a spirited and cheerful exchange student from Japan. With a attitude more suiting a hyperactive dog, Miko practically threw herself into the conflict the moment she had the chance. In fact, one could say she literally forced herself into the equation, having popped up the moment Jack and Arcee were having their first face to face conversation. It was a moment no one saw coming, and practically defined the girls role in the team.
Active, goofy, and on a nearly constant energy rush, Miko was partnered with the oddly ironic partner of Bulkhead, the team's heavy hitter and muscle of the group. Looking at them, one could guess that the duo had nothing in common but the opposite was actually true. While Jack and Arcee were more realistic and calm, Miko and Bulkhead shared a love for beating the scrap out of any poor sap that found themselves in the wrong place at an even worse time...and enjoying the occasional monster truck show.
Miko was so excitable in fact, that it was that very trait that had landed her and Jack in such a rather inconvenient situation in the first place. A situation that Jack really found himself truly loathing.
Due to Miko's habit of never standing still for too long, the girl had the nasty habit of sneaking off after the Autobots whenever they headed out on a dangerous mission. It was dangerous and something nearly everyone chastised the girl for but she nearly never learned her lesson. And as a result, someone commonly had to ran off after the girl in a futile attempt to bring her back to the Autobot's base.
And normally, that person was Jack.
That very reason was also why the two teenagers were currently stuck in the middle of a battle between the Autobots and the Decepticons. A sudden discovery of a plentiful stash of Energon had sparked both forces into trying to claim it, thus resulting in their skirmish. Such a mission wasn't normally that much trouble for the Autobots, Vehicons were rarely a dangerous threat. They were foot soldiers, grunts in the Decepticon War machine.
But for humans, especially their teenaged allies? It was utterly insane. For while the pair were safely hidden behind a bunch of rocks, they were still in a fairly dangerous situation for someone their size.
A fact that Miko was seemingly oblivious to.
Miko waved off the boy's aggravated shouts, "Ah, stop worrying. Just enjoy the show!"
"And besides you didn't have to come!"
A low, aggravated growl escaped the teen, "Oh right. And who would be here to make sure you didn't get yourself killed?"
Miko said nothing, likely paying little attention to anything he had said. Instead, she grinned and watched as the bots fought against the swarm of Vehicons. Bulkhead slamming one into the ground with his mace, Optimus skillfully blasting one by one with his blasters, and Arcee slicing and dicing the Decepticons down to size with her blades. In truth, it was a show Jack tired not to focus on all that much. Watching their friend fight while they did nothing wasn't what he would call a 'show' of any kind.
And the fact that he and Miko were a tad bit too close for comfort just seemed to be the icing on the cake.
Icing that proved to be just as sour as he had imagined just seconds later. A mere few yards away from where the pair sat, a lone Vehicon jumped down from the top of the canyon and tackled one of the bots. Its clawed servo grabbed onto the scout of the team, Bumblebee and slammed him helm first into the ground, dazing the bot as the ground itself shattered beneath them. Rocks and dirt sprang up as the bot fell and sprayed dust, sand, and stones across the area, including where the two teens had hidden themselves.
"Still enjoying the show, Miko?" Jack grumbled, feeling a few rocks bounce off his head.
Popping her head back up, Miko nearly squeed with excitement, "Are you kidding!? That was awesome!"
Giving the girl a deadpan look, Jack dropped his arms in defeat. It was hopeless, that was the truth of the matter. It would take something drastic for Miko to realize the situation they were in, and given everything they had gone through already, that wasn't all that likely.
Or at least, it was unlikely until something did happen, something neither teen was prepared for. The Vehicon who had caught Bumblebee by surprised reached down to grab the bot's helm. Its opposite hand transformed into a blaster and revved up, charging up to end the boy's life. But as it pulled the dazed scout to his feet, something caught its optics.
The Decepticon turned its helm and dropped Bumblebee, allowing the bot to slam back into the ground. Its thin, 'V' of an optic glanced over its surroundings, silently scanning everything for a few sharp seconds. For a moment, it saw nothing but stone, nothing but the same brown rocks on each side...
Until it froze, its optic stopped dead on one spot. The spot Miko and Jack had made their hiding spot.
"Um...Miko?" Jack muttered, fidgeting at the sight of the Con's red optic, "...still think this is a nice show?"
The girl was silent. She wasn't laughing, chuckling, or even smirking anymore. All the laughter she had, th excitement that had been driving her own slowly vanished, leaving the girl dumbstruck as the Vehicon took a step in their direction with its blaster raised.
Unlike the other Cons, Vehicons rarely took the time to savor their kill. Instead, they simply did their job and that was it. They were basically drones, machines that lacked most higher functions. And as a result, they sometimes lacked emotions too. This made them into lousy conservationists, but cold and ruthless killers.
Ones that wouldn't even flinch when it came to utterly decimating a defenseless human.
But of the humans in question, Jack wasn't going to just stand there and watch his friend get atomized by a towering Decepticon. The sight of the Con utterly intimidated him like a colossal monster rising up to devour them. But the very second he heard its blast power up, and toward Miko, intimidation seemed like the last thing on his mind
"Miko!" he screamed, leaping forward.
Not waiting for the worst to occur, Jack snapped into action and grabbed Miko by the shoulders. With her in hand, the two teens jumped out of the monster's path, Jack literally dragging Miko along before ducking behind a nearby bolder. As seconds moved by though, time seemed to slow down. Energy blasts exploded forth from the Con's weapon, thunderously exploding against the ground below.
But somehow, with every step he took, Jack seemed to be ahead of the blasts, narrowly avoiding each as they struck home.
Unfotunately, the ground wasn't so lucky. Each spot a blast hit exploded into shards of burn dirt, flying everywhere as result of the explosion. They rained down behind the two teens as they ducked behind a nearby boulder, using it as cover from the Con's barrage.
Once safe, if for the moment, Jack released Miko and allowed them a moment of peace. Though in Miko's case, she simply gawked at Jack with surprise, "Dude, what was that?"
Regardless of her question, Jack said nothing. Instead of replying, he found himself focused with another matter. Perhaps a piece of dirt had flung itself into his eyes, or maybe some sand from the desert, but either way, an eclipse of pain had taken hold of the boy's eyes, blinding him for a moment and leaving him unaware of Miko's questions.
Of course, that didn't stop her from asking it again, though louder this time, "Jack!?"
"What?!" the teen snapped, still rubbing his eyes, "What is it Miko!?"
Caught off god by the boy's angered tone, Miko shook her head and grinned wildly at him, "Dude! What was all of that?! How did you move so fast? How did you dodge those blasts!? That was awesome!"
Still amidst rubbing his eyes, Jack sent the girl a bewildered look, "What? What are you talking about?"
Miko nearly began her barrage of questions again, her excitement nearly coming to a boiling point once again. Thankfully though, the girl manged to first caught notice of how furiously he was rubbing his face. Her wonder taking a back seat for a moment, Miko leaned fowrad with a frown, "Hey, You alright?"
Blinking, Jack shook his head and covered his eyes. The combination of the sudden pain, his aggravated rubbing, and the combination of Miko now fussing over him just made the situation worse and worse. In fact, with the sun shining down overhead, Jack was starting to wonder if something was out to get him.
"Yeah..." he muttered, taking a moment to calm himself down, "Why? Whats wrong?"
The girl squinted her eyes and inspected the teen's face, "You're eyes seem a bit red...you get some sand in them or something?"
Jack stopped for a moment and blinked. Still, he then shook his head and waved off the girl's concern, "I'm fine, its...nothing."
Miko sent the teen a questioning glance but time it seemed, wasn't in the mood for anymore questions. For a single word could escape either of the pair, the massive boulder the duo had taken as shelter suddenly exploded, sending both teens staggering backwards. Looking up, Jack and Miko froze the same Vehicon from earlier loomed over them. It glared down at the teens and readied its blaster once again, not intending to miss this time.
Jack tensed up and quickly ran in front of Miko, a last ditch effort to save the girl before they both were annihilated. But anything could occur, the Vehicon was quickly knocked off its feet, courtesy of a familiar scout's fist.
During the distraction, Bumblebee shook himself from his daze and leaped back onto his treads. His processor now clear once again, the Scout turned to the Vehicon and saw the two teens. He was surprised to see them there of course, but had little time to react. So without missing a beat, Bee charged the Con and slammed his servo into the drone's face.
The impact caught the Con off balance, leaving it fumbling for a split moment. Bee then reached forward and slammed both of his fists into Drone's helm, dazing the machine even more. But Bee was not done. He grabbed the Decepticon with one of his hands, pulled his arm back, and with a powerful shove, he smashed the Vehicon's head against the nearest rock-face, crushing its entire head into scrap with a painful crunch.
Going limp, Bumblebee tossed the Decepticon over his shoulder. It smashed lifeless into the ground as Bee turned his attention to the two teens.
"Thanks Bee, that was a close one." Jack thanked the scout while amidst rubbing his eye.
Finally noticing the two, Bumblebee waved off the boy's thanks. Instead, the scout narrowed his optics and began chastising the two, not even caring that they couldn't understand him. Beeps or not, it didn't take someone like Raf to know when Bee was angry, as both Jack and Miko soon found out. He was upset, more than justified about it too considering where they were.
Jack grumbled annoyingly and pointed at Miko, "You guys really need to set up Miko proof fences for the Ground Bridge."
"Hey!"
Upon discovering that, Bumblebee glared disappointingly at the girl. It didn't take a genius to know what had happened. Although, he did wish that Miko would learn to not follow them everything a fight was concerned. She could get herself (and those who tried to save her) in a load of danger by doing something so foolish.
In fact, the very Vehicon that Bumblebee just off-lined was a good example of that.
Still, the Scout didn't have time to lecture the girl on her antics (his version of a lecture at least). There was still plenty of Decepticons around and Bee knew that his comrades needed his help. So before he ran off to assist them, Bumblebee gave the duo a stern look and told them (in his own personal way) to stay put until he returned.
Jack and Miko didn't bother to question his order and merely sat behind the remains of their hiding place, watching silently as the bots fought against the dwindling supply of Vehicons. In fact, the battle didn't last too much long. But as it winded down, Jack decided to take a seat and rest for the moment. The two teens had been through one hell of a close call after all, and Jack decided to use the moment of peace to catch his breath.
However, it seemed to be a rest that wouldn't last. For the moment Jack sat down, Miko turned her attention back to the teen and give him a concerned glance, "You sure you're okay?"
Jack glanced at Miko and casually shrugged, "Yeah, I'm sure. All this excitement just got me...worked up is all."
"Hm..." Miko frowned, slightly unconvinced. Call her suspicious, given everything that had happened, but Miko couldn't resist. However, the girl's attention span was like a rubber band, and the moment she spotted Bulkhead crush a Vehicon flat with his mace, it bounced off Jack and shot directly toward that awesome sight instead.
Jack, for the first moment of his life, could say that he was quite thankful towards the girl's short attention span. It wasn't something he had ever expected himself to feel, but the moment of peace was nice. Even if he still found himself rubbing his eyes irritatingly.
'Stupid things.' he muttered, wishing he had a big tub of water to dunk his head into.
The focus on his physical condition aside, the battle slowly began to wind down without much trouble. The Vehicons had started the battle with numerous numbers, easily outdoing the bots in that front. But with their experience and weapons, the Autobots had little trouble with dealing with them all. In fact, the last of Megatron's forces dwindled to nothing in a matter of moments, with Arcee beheading the very last with barely a hint of effort.
But once the Cons were taken care of and the Energon secured, one little issue arose for the rest of the Autobots, something they hadn't been aware of throughout most of the battle.
"Um..hi guys." Jack awkwardly greeted the group.
Despite his greeting and the small smile he was giving the bots, Jack and Miko had little to deter the disappointed looks thrown their way.
"Children..."
They were in so much trouble.
The Darby Residence:
And in trouble, they were.
The moment Jack and Miko were returned to base, they were subjected to quite a talking from the bots. They were disappointed in the two kids and their antics, even if Jack had only been there to make sure Miko was alright. But despite his intentions, Jack wasn't saved from the disappointed look his partner had gave him.
Still, it wasn't so bad for the most part. After all, the incident wasn't even close to being the first time Miko had done such a thing. It was actually becoming somewhat of a common thing for the girl. Even if it got on nearly everyone's nerves. Especially since they rarely could catch her before she could run through the Ground Bridges.
With that little issue aside though, the teens soon found themselves heading home after the bots returned from their energon hunt.
Despite knowing of the bots themselves, the teens had kept the existence of their robot friends a secret from their families.
As a result, the teens commonly had to return home before their families could question them about it. Sure, they commonly asked about where they were, but Jack and the others normally had an excuse they could use to explain where they had been/ For example, Jack commonly told his mother than he was with a 'Science Club', and used that to explain his absence after school.
It was a risky excuse for Jack though, for his mother was not one to take excuses that lightly.
Jack's mother, June Darby was a very stern and protective mother when it came to her only son. The two lived by themselves and the mother and son were all the two had in the world. And due to that, June often worried about her little boy and wanted to know if he was okay. Such a worrisome complex was mainly why Jack hadn't told his mother about the bots yet.
Really, how would a mother like June react to the news that her son commonly hanged out with giant robots?
Nothing good would come from it, thats for sure.
So because of that, Jack had done his best to keep his extraterrestrial friends a secret. And so far, it had actually worked out quite well. There were some close calls for certain, but other than that he and Arcee had done quite well in that department.
And luckily, it seemed to work that day as well. Jack parked Arcee inside his family's garage, said goodnight to the femme and entered his house. From there, the teen was greeted by the sight he had grown up with. After all, Jack and his mother had lived in the same house for several years now.
"Jack?" a voice called from the kitchen, "That you?"
Letting out a small sigh, Jack rubbed his eyes and walked toward the source of the voice. The kitchen wasn't all that big, but it was enough for both Jack and his mother. And thats where he found the woman in question.
It was almost a surprise to find her home so early, but Jack wasn't in that much of a mood to complain, "Yeah, mom its me."
June was standing by the sink, doing some dishes the moment Jack walked in. She stood not that much taller than her son, but just enough to tease him about it when the time came. Even while washing the dishes, she still had her nurse's outfit on from her job at the hospital. Though, that was no surprise really.
June wore the outfit so much that Jack often joked that it was the only thing she had to wear.
Of course, such a comment often resulted in June shooting back with a quip of her own. Even so, Jack rarely regretted it, most of the time. His mother knew more than a few ways to make him squirm when she wanted to, so he had to be careful. Embarrassing comments were only a dip in the bucket of things June could say that would make her son fall in line at the drop of a hat. Anything worse, and Jack would gladly blush instead of whatever else his mother could come up with.
"Good," June smiled, taking her eyes off the dishes for a moment, "Anything interesting happen today?"
Jack's thoughts immediately went the unfortunate incident that involved a Vehicon and Miko, but he quickly shook them away, "Eh, nothing really. Just a normal day for the most part. What about you?"
"Oh, about the same really." June shrugged, "Got off a little early from the hospital. But other than that, it was rather bleh."
Bleh was actually a good way of describing June's days more often than not. Caring for Jack, dealing with an overbearing job at the hospital often made it amazing for her to have a day that was anything beyond 'bleh'. And considering how often her job normally kept his mother away from the house, Jack couldn't disagree. Even the assistance of himself getting a job rarely helped, regardless of the buckets of thanks she gave him whenever the matter reared itself.
Yet another reason though as to why Jack hadn't ever brought up the subject of the Autobots or their war with his mother. After all, piling on the fact that she had a stressful job with the news that her son was helping a race who were in the middle of a intergalactic war? Oh, how could anything bad come from that?
It was something that even made Jack shutter upon thinking about it, 'Oh, thats just a headache waiting to happen.'
"Jack?"
The teen snapped out of his thoughts just in time to notice his mother walking over, still wiping her hands clean from the dishes.
"You still there? You just...blanked out for a second there." she asked, a concerned expression on her face.
Blinking, Jack let out a small chuckle and shook his head. Seconds before the words left him however, something beat the boy to the punch. His eyes flared up with a sudden pain, as if someone had poked him right out of the blue. In a bizarre way, one could compare it to how his eyes felt back in the desert, only without the excuse of sand to explain it.
Quickly, the teen looked away and rubbed his eyes in an attempt to dull the pain.
"Jack? You okay?" June asked, moving around to face her son, "Is there something wrong?"
Even without her son suddenly cringing in pain, June had a feeling something was up. If there was one thing that June could do, picking past her boy's little attempts to hide the truth was quite the running up for that.. Call it, mother's intuition if you will. An innate feeling of something being up.
Prying aside however, Jack waved off his mother and her attempts., "Its nothing mom, just been a long day."
"You sure?" she insisted, "If somethings wrong, you can tell me, Jack."
Whilst still rubbing his eyes, Jack smiled, even if it was just the ghost of one. Biting back the pain, he turned to June and gave her the most sincere expression he had, "I'm fine. I promise."
After a second of looking at him, June seemed to buy this, but only slightly, "Alright...if you say so."
Leaning forward, June gently kissed her son on the forehead and ruffled his hair before letting him go off to do his own thing. She patted the boy off towards his room, where she had a feeling he was heading to anyway. If anything, Jack looked tired, and his bed surely looked inviting.
But seconds before he reached his room, June called down the hall toward the boy, "Dinner will be in a little bit honey! I'll call you when its ready!"
"Alright." Jack muttered, not entirely sure how good that sounded. Sure he was hungry, but when it came to his mother's dinner? It was often a flip up, either a blessing or a curse for his poor stomach.
Biting back such memories of horrific dinners of the past, Jack steeled himself and slipped inside his room.
The teen's room was a fairly normal looking for the most part. It was big enough for one person and held what little personal things that he had, which wasn't much. Such a thing didn't bother Jack though. Whatever the teen had, it was more than enough for him. At the moment however, all Jack really wanted was his bed. After such an hard day, the teen was more than ready to just plop onto his mattress and fall asleep for as long as he could.
As he walked over to said bed though, one of Jack's eyes caught sight of a nearby mirror and looked into it. Just seeing his face earned a sigh from the boy and forced him closer to the mirror. From there, Jack swallowed his luck and looked on, examining his face and his eyes.
The boy himself looked fine, nothing out of place. Scruffy hair, plan clothes. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary on that regard. There was only one part of Jack that caught the boy's attention, one little detail that seemed out of place on his entire body. His eyes.
Merely glancing at the orbs caused Jack to bite his lip. Instead of the blue eyes he had been given when he was born, Jack saw a pair crimson orbs with a strange 'comma' (more commonly known as a 'tomoe') circling his pupils.
"What...is this?" he muttered, forcing his eyes open regardless of the stinging sensation he felt.
As far as he could remember, several years or maybe more, a bizarre transformation had come and gone in Jack's case. He wasn't sure why or how, but his eyes would...change for some reason. It would always be accompanied by a powerful stinging sensation (almost like someone was poking him in the eyes constantly) and strange enough as it was, the pain wasn't the only thing that would follow this change in his eyes.
How Jack could see things, experience things, and even how he moved in reaction to things, all became enhanced. It was like his perception had been slowed down to a unfathomable degree, reducing everything to slow motion. In even worse cases though, Jack had sworn he had seen things before they had happened, like a flash of what was to come appeared before it had truely happened, such as the Vehicon that very day, blasting at both Jack and Miko while they cowered in fear.
Much to Jack's irritation, he couldn't in all honestly deny the uses such perception could grant. Heck, in a different situation Jack might of even appreciated such abilities. They could surely do some good, especially involving helping the boy and his given the circumstances, Jack couldn't smile whenever they changed.
Whatever it was, some mutation or bizarre trait in his genes, something felt...wrong.
Jack had never heard of such a thing happening to someone. There were no medical explanation for them, and the pain always returned no matter the reason behind it. Overall, his eyes seemed like a strange phenomenon, something he couldn't validate with anything that made sense.
"And Mom said it was just because I was watching too TV..." he muttered, letting out a soft groan before rubbing his face.
The strange transformation had been happening ever since Jack was rather young, even when he was merely a toddler, or at least it had to his knowledge. As with how it could happen, the teen found himself clueless to their origin as well, leaving him confused and frustrated. One could even wonder how he hadn't just adjusted to the experience after so many years of dealing with it.
But oh, Jack tried. He had tried so very hard. But no matter what, it continued to rear its ugly head, even growing more common in the recent weeks.
At first, he merely brushed it off as some kind of stress. Meeting the Autobots and being involved in their matters could drive anyone up the wall.
Even now, he could feel his eyes...change. A subtle twitch, a small warmth gripping his eyes, and it disturbed him. Whatever was going on, it wasn't natural, at least in Jack's opinion. No matter what was causing his eyes to change, he simply wanted it to stop. His parents didn't even have anything going on with their eyes! It was just Jack, he was alone on this front.
And because it was just him, whenever Jack's eyes changed...well, he felt like a freak.
When he was younger, the boy had little to no control over it. Just randomly, his eyes would shift, transforming into his blue eyes into red orbs. In time, concentration had led to to a small semblance of control, but it did little to help. No matter what the reason, with Jack's consent or not, his eyes changed and fed the boy's discomfort. They made him feel...unnatural.
Sure, his mother had told him that he wasn't (she practically drilled it into his head when he was younger), but considering that Jack didn't know anyone else who had a similar condition...
Well, he couldn't help it. He felt like a freak, and despised every-time his natural blue eyes changed into their crimson form.
Regardless, Jack pushed his away from the mirror and sighed. The development wasn't new, it wasn't even close to being such. For as long as Jack could remember, his eyes always appeared in such condition. It was more like a minor annoyance than a serious problem.
"Whatever."
With his attention averted, Jack pushed his away from the mirror and moved towards his bed. He was tired, he was weary, and he didn't want to deal with his eyes anymore. All Jack wanted to do for the moment, at least until his mother woke him up for dinner, was to sleep.
So with that in mind, Jack walked over and sat down on his bed before laying back onto his pillow. He wanted to forget about his eyes for the moment and simply dream about something else...
Although, the dream he did have was not what he had been thinking of when it came to a nice, calm, rest.
In truth, it was nearly the exact opposite of that.
Unknown location:
Within Jack's dream, all he could see was darkness for a time. Nothing but an endless void. But after several seconds silence, this darkness gave way to something bright...and brown.
Then, all the boy could see, was a desert.
A massive, impossibly large desert. One that spanned several miles into each distance. No matter how far someone could look into such a vast wasteland, the desert and its vast sands were all one could see for miles. Along with the sand though, there was other things that dotted the landscape. Some of these obstructions were massive stone towers, all of which looked to be naturally formed. And the sky itself was blue with clouds spanning for several leagues.
Standing within this massive desert however, was a massive group of people. A hundred at least, two or three at most, all wearing attire made up of flak jackets, uniforms of varying colors, and strange headbands attached to their foreheads. Along with these people however, there were even stranger individuals such as a crimson haired youth with a massive gourd on his back, a small balding old man in a cloak, and some strange blonde haired boy in orange.
But despite all of these strange individuals, two more stood high above them all, overlooking them from a nearby rock formation.
One of these figures was a man dressed with his entire body covered in bandages. He wore pair of black pants and a headband too, but that was it in regards to his clothes. Bandages covered nearly all of his entire person, with only a small portion of his face being untouched. Due to this absence, the man's were visible to a certain extent.
Eyes that were nearly completely black except for a lifeless Iris and Pupil at their center.
Next to the bandaged man however, was someone who looked far more intimidating. He stood several steps to the right, standing a height and statue to his counterpart. But that was were the similarities ended, for this man's attire bore little to no resemblance to anything the others wore.
Instead of the bandages or the uniforms, this man covered himself in a large set of maroon armor with numerous metal plates that formed protective guards along his chest, waist, shoulders and thighs. Underneath such armor was also a more comfortable looking set of clothes; a black high-collared, long sleeve mantle that was split in half lower down, a light-brown obi and a belt. The man also wore a pair of gloves and sandals along with some bandages covering his lower legs.
Along with his attire though, the man also had waist-length black hair with shoulder-length bangs framing the sides of his face, covering most of his right eye. The man's face was also fairly young looking too (aside from strange cracks), with one of the only signs of his age being a pair of prominent creases having developed under each of his eyes.
Speaking of his eyes though, this stranger had similar eyes to the bandaged man. They were completely black, with the only untouched part being the iris and the pupil. But unlike the bandaged man's, these eyes were anything but lifeless.
The eyes that belonged to this man were crimson red, the color of blood. They had a thick black outline and had three 'tomoes' circling the center of the eyes. But this startling and bizarre appearance wasn't the only noticeable trait this man's eyes possessed. For if one person simple glanced at the man's eyes, they would feel a unmistakeable truth...
The eyes also oozed power. Refined, and utterly concentrated power.
"Your reanimation is quite special." the bandaged man spoke, his voice holding a sly and sneaky tone that did not fit well with the man's appearance, "I fixed you up so you're even greater than you were in your glory days."
The raven haired man straightened up and gave the other a narrowed glare, "You know what I was like during my 'glory' days?"
"No." the other man responded, closing his eyes and shaking his head, "Which is why I want you to show me...your legendary Uchiha power."
A scoff was the man's reply. The mere idea of returning just so he could witness his power was a both a bit insulting and flattering.
Seconds before the man could respond, the duo quickly leaped off the platform before a massive wave of sand overtook them. It was like a massive hand, trying to grab the two before they could even react. Unfortunately for the hand however, the pair were much too quick for such an underhanded move.
For example, the bandaged man avoided the mass of sand by leaping into the air whiled his red eyed associate dropped down to the ground below. Even while falling several feet though, the man landed without any trouble.
Once safely away from the sand, the man with the crimson eyes turned his focus on the horde standing opposite of him and his associate. Through his eyes, the man say their stature, the tense positions of their bodies. Many held weapons such as swords, knives, explosive tags, sealing tags, and many other methods of killing.
They were shinobi, each prepared to fight and die. And every single one of them had just made one very grievous mistake.
They had made the mistake of attacking him, and now they had his attention.
"Very well…"
From then on, the man charged. His movements were slow at first, like a casual stroll. But once the horde of shinobi charged, screaming their war cries, the man picked up his pace. Soon enough, the sight that filled the desert was that of a single man charging toward an entire army, armed with nothing against their weapons and numbers. But despite the odds that were staring the man straight in the face, no concern was seen in his eyes.
They could bring their numbers, their weapons, their techniques. They could bring monsters, juggernauts, and beasts of a different breed.
Everything the man saw, he knew it would not be enough. He clenched his hands as the two sides grew closer, the army running into the face of something they could not be prepared for.
The man known as, Madara Uchiha.
Notes:
-At the moment, this is more of an experimental idea. I want to see people's opinions concerning this idea and if its positive, I'll likely continue this.
-Just to tell people right here and now, do not be requesting requests with any women from Naruto when it comes to pairings. This story is not going to have a unholy number of Naruto characters in it, so don't expect to see numerous characters from Naruto showing up. And the ones that are in it, will likely be modified slightly to work in TF: Prime
-I will also be avoiding explaining what happened at the end of Naruto. I will do this so I can avoid making the series seem too connected, and so it won't seem strange if my explanation is different from what will truly happen in the series.
-If you have any questions regarding this story or what might happen, please either leave it in a review or PM me. But I must stress the fact that if you're a guest reviewer, please don't expect replies to your questions. I won't be wasting time in a chapter to answer those questions and I won't spoil things for others by answering them in public.
RxR- Read & Review please.