Disclaimer – I do not own Transformers Hasbro does this is just for fun I do not under any circumstances make any money from this. Transformers Prime/Bayverse

Author note – Again parts in this series were helped by both BlueStar19 as well as Oscar. The first chapter Oscar wrote for me because he is so good at capturing Optimus' emotions.

A/N – Predacons rising does not exist in my story, and Predaking was not created by Shockwave he is actually the last Predacon in my story.

Follows Revenge of the fallen with a twist

Summary - Two unlikely beings the last of their kind, a Prime and a Predacon become mates and form the strongest bond that Cybertron had ever known but on Earth... Follow their unlikely bond through trials and tribulations...

The Prime and the Predacon series – book 2

Chapter 1

Optimus' POV

I had seen so much over the years, so much death I grew tired of it. I wanted it to end, I wanted peace I had lost good soldiers over the years due to an illogical war that meant nothing. My brother wanted war because he wanted power, he wanted something that was not meant to be his.

Sentinel never thought I was good enough to be a Prime, and he made me do things as did the Council. Things which left me feeling dirty and used, and unworthy of that title of being Prime. I still couldn't understand what Primus saw in me I was just a nobody, and no one truly seemed to want me so why would our God deem me so worthy of that title over all others.

I saw nothing.

I did not feel important even after I was chosen especially when I was told time after time that I was nothing. Megatron should have been Prime not me sometimes I did not even feel like I am worthy of anything much less the title of Prime.

I wasn't even aware I was leaking until I felt someone watching me, and saw Predaking watching me.

"Optimus?"

I looked away embarrassed suddenly.

"Do not feel embarrassed to cry, Prime," Predaking said. "I did for so long I felt ashamed of a simple emotion that held much power and I never understood it. I am the last. I was treated with such hatred and misunderstanding." Predaking replied.

I glanced over at him then.

"I was told I was not worthy of anything especially being a Prime," I replied.

"Nonsense," Predaking remarked.

Predaking watched me with what appeared to be mixed emotions, though what emotions I could not read.

"Where I was from there is a counterpart with your new, and he is noble as well. I never really got to converse with him, but he led his Autobots with honor. You are doing the same thing to the best of your ability, and that is all you can do." Predaking said to me.

I lowered my helm in shame then, while coolant hit my optics once more. I offlined my optics for a bit then. I was suddenly afraid to tell my new friend about my past I was terrified of losing his friendship.

"Prime…?" Predaking replied coming to me.

"Sentinel Prime…. He and the Council forced things on me, they made me do things saying it was part of being a Prime. They forced me to do things…. And then they spread it all over Cybertron no one wanted to even be my friend or much less bond with me, my brother Megatron he got more femmes and attention. I…..I just figured it was me because I was told I was worthless not worthy of being a Prime. I started to believe Primus made a mistake when he chose me because I felt so unworthy to lead or do anything, Predaking." I replied and when I dared to look up at him I was startled to see the disgust and realized I should never have told my friend because now I would lose his friendship.

I paused then and sighed.

"I guess, you are disgusted with me as well," I whispered as I had felt the coolant run down my faceplates more.

Predaking looked shocked at my words then.

"Why would I be disgusted with you?" he asked me.

Silence befell me at that moment.

"You are still the same friend I grew to know you had some cruel and unjust treatment done to you, but you are not to blame for what was done to you," Predaking said as I just looked at him.

How did I ever deserve such a blessed friendship like his, I felt my spark soar with several different emotions.

It was then Predaking glanced over toward me and I just wish I could decipher his emotions at that moment and mine for that matter. He did not judge me, he treated me as a real friend and I wasn't honestly sure why he did.

Past memories are terrible on me, this mostly because my past held so much in my hatred of myself. I felt like I was such a failure, and that nothing I did would ever be good enough for anyone including to my soldiers and my people and now to the humans whose lives were being lost because of our war.

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Normal POV

Starscream stood before his new master for the time being,as he was given his new instructions.

"You will find out where the shard is being kept we need Megatron back for my plans to work, is that clear, Starscream?" the fallen demanded.

"Yes master, as you wish," Starscream remarked as he left the presence of the fallen.

A being who was once a Prime but betrayed his brothers to do as he pleased, and became the original Decepticon.

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A/N – I will be taking liberties with my story as Sam will not be trustworthy starting in this book, his attitude will be worse than it was originally in Revenge of the fallen, and this will anger Predaking because of his lack of respect toward his friend. Mostly because Predaking holds a lot of respect and loyalty toward Optimus Prime already. And also, Bee can talk in my story. Also small side romance Bee and Mikaela…..

Chapter 2

Sam had been getting ready for college he had packed and was getting ready, but as the boy got ready he seemed to show his guardian, Bumblebee very little respect. This was something Bumblebee picked up on rather quickly. And was very solemn about because the little scout felt sad about not being able to be with Sam as it was.

The thing that hurt the little scout most was when Sam needed his help when a bunch of kitchen appliances came to life and Sam couldn't handle it. He yelled for the scout, and after Sam yelled at him telling him to go get into the garage.

Bumblebee did as he was told though as a good soldier does, he knew Sam did not want him any longer he could tell that. What would Optimus say to this because Bumblebee knew he had to have done something wrong for Sam to suddenly hate him like this.

Bumblebee heard Mikaela Banes and he peeked out and saw she was walking up, he had heard Sam's parental unit his carrier her words hurt him and Sam's words too.

"Sam when you go he goes I do not want that crazed alien robot living in our garage anymore, am I clear?" Judy snapped.

"I can't have him you know I can't have a car, but I don't want him with me. Come on, just put up with it until he goes back with Optimus and the others," Sam remarked as Mikaela heard him and turned and smacked Sam in the face.

"You both are incredible, do you know that?" Mikaela demanded. "They have souls and they have emotions!" Mikaela shouted. "I will take care of him," she retorted as she went into the garage and saw Bumblebee and he looked so miserable and lonely.

Bumblebee made a soft keening.

" He's looking for attention, Mikaela," Sam retorted.

"Do NOT make me hit you again," she said in a dangerous tone as Sam's hand went to slip into hers. "No, do not touch me, Sam!" Sam shouted as no one saw the eerie steam which made its way into Mikaela's hand where Sam tried to hold her hand.

Mikaela glanced up at Bumblebee then.

"Come on, let's go home," she said as Bumblebee nodded and transformed as Mikaela got into Bumblebee's vehicle form.

Sam rolled his eyes then.

"Some girlfriend you turned out to be, are you picking him over me?" Sam demanded in a nasty tone of voice.

"What do you think?" she questioned as Bumblebee sent a message to his leader and Prime telling him what happened.

The Autobot base….

Optimus got the message, and he shook his helm. Humans were changing so quickly it shocked him. Even the humans that they had called allies were becoming a problem now, one of the humans Optimus disliked was Director Theodore Galloway. The man disrespected Optimus every chance he got, and Predaking never liked the human at all.

The night following a meeting with all the different humans Predaking glanced at Optimus as he sat on his berth.

"Why do you allow him to speak to you in such a way, he disrespects you in every way," Predaking remarked. "It's not right." He added.

Optimus couldn't look at Predaking, he knew why he allowed it. It was because of his past, and how he felt he deserved to be yelled at or talked down to.

"Sentinal and the Council always talked down to me I guess I was just used to it and believed I deserved it," Optimus replied.

Silence hit Optimus then.

Optimus' POV

I glanced at Predaking, while my spark twisted in its chamber. I received so much disrespect now and now Samuel was added to the list, I shouldn't be surprised not really why should I be surprised about anything anymore, my life just seemed to spiral out of control and it was just enough already.

"Optimus?" Predaking said as his clawed hand went to my shoulder armor.

I looked over toward him.

"You did the best you could do not forget that," he said.

He could be so gentle when he wanted to be, he just held me and I felt so different whenever my friend was near me. I offlined my optics as he held me, why did he make me feel so special? He could rip me apart so easily, and yet he did not he was s gentle and comforting to me.

I was having mixed emotions I felt something so strange and foreign to me, I had never felt such things before. I just wish I could put a name to these emotions I was experiencing as I abruptly heard Predaking transform into his beast form.

He became so affectionate then resting his helm on me, while his glossa ran over my thigh. I rested with him on the floor of my quarters, we just laid there together there was nothing sexual it was more like just comfort than anything else. I felt safe with Predaking near I really couldn't explain it nor did I truly want to explain it.

He was my best friend but something within my spark kept screaming he was going to be much more than that.