FINALLY! I have been stuck as hell thinking up how to do this story.

So yeah, I haven't done a Transformers story since 2018, but that was when I hadn't fleshed out my OC's as best as I have no, i mean i gave my OC fucking Wolverine's Claws without explanation, but I was still a rookie to Fanfiction, hell you should've seen my 2017 version when the OC was called Shadowstreaker.

Plus, I want to thank my boy and friend, Cronus Prime, for his story which i have done a crossover with before but it didn't go as well as we hoped. Maybe one day me and him will do a collab again but for now...I'm focusing on this story. Now obviously this takes place in Transformers Prime, which is my favourite Transformers show next to the original G1 show, the Prime Wars Trilogy, Cyberverse, and other Transformers shows.

Now the OC is gonna be different in this story, he's still gonna be named George, still gonna be paired with Arcee, however there is a big change to him instead of me making him the son of Primus, he's gonna be...the son of Solus Prime and Megatronus Prime.

This is Rated T. There will be no sex scenes of any kind, but there will be strong language. If it gets dark or bloody then I will make it Rated M.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Prime, i only own the OC.

My name is George Edwards and I'm a big fan of Transformers. Seriously, I've watched it ever since I was a kid, and I still watch it even though I'm 21. I used to watch the Bayverse films but after Age of Extinction and Last Knight came out...yeah, the Bayverse films became crap, more than they already had been but at least the fighting scenes in the first three films had been okay. Although, I was a hardcore fan of the original G1 show as well as the movie that followed. I never watched Beast Wars or other Transformers shows until the release of Transformers Cybertron which got me back into Transformers, my favourite show being Transformers Prime.

Anyway, let me tell you a bit about myself. Aside from my name, I'm a young man born and raised in Glasgow, Scotland, lived with my parents and sisters until I was 19 where I then got myself a house in Glasgow City. It was a good little apartment, had the space that I wanted and I wasn't bothered by the sounds of the city. If you think New York was noisy, you haven't been to Glasgow.

As for the kind of person I am, I'm a alright guy to hang out with, but if you so much as insult my family or friends, or even hurt them...then i'm gonna be pissed at you and give you the same treatment. I don't allow anyone to diss or hurt my friends and family. I used to get into a lot of fights at school because some assholes think they can hurt my friends just because they were different or suffered disorders, then they thought they could mock me for having dead grandparents which was a BIG no-no. I can take brutal punishment, trust me. Comes with having been in all the fights I've been in.

One time I looked like I had gone into a boxing ring and went ten rounds with Mike Tyson, yet I didn't even care and just asked when lunch was. Don't get me wrong, the wounds I suffered still hurt, and even know when I think about it they still tingle a little due to the memories. But at this point I've grown accustomed to it. Fighting was one of the best things in school since it kept me fit and gave me experience in the art of fighting.

Right now though, I was out getting some food in as my fridge was just about empty. I really need to cut back on eating nearly every five hours, but I get hungry easily. Always have since I was young, it's just the way I am.

I started to cross the road when a speeding car came around the corner so fast I didn't have time to jump out of the way before I felt a large amount of pain hit me as my body went flying and crashed hard on the concrete.

My vision went black soon after, but not before I heard a voice, a gentle, soothing, female one.

"You will not die yet, little one."

My eyes snapped open but I did not hear nor see Glasgow City or the sounds that usually follow. hell, I half expected to be waking up in my bed froma dream. That car hit had to be a dream, right?

As I sat up, I blinked upon seeing that i wasn't in Glasgow City, no...because Glasgow sure as hell didn't look like a fucking desert. Sand was blowing in all directions, but I felt no wind. Storm clouds were above me, but they were just sitting there. There was not even a growl of thunder.

Strangely enough...this felt familiar. I'm certain I've seen it before, but where...?

My eyes widened. Holy shit. I remember this place from a movie. This was where Sam Witwicky meets the Primes in Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen after Megatron shoots him, leading to Sam's resurrection followed by the Matrix of Leadership remaking itself from dust, followed by Optimus Prime's revival. But...why am I here? This is a dream, right?

"I see you're awake." A voice suddenly said.

I turned around to see who had spoken. Standing not far from me was a female transformer. I estimated her at around thirty-five feet. The unnamed female...or Femme Transformer, or whatever they were called, was dark grey in color with blue optics and a warhammer on her back. She had what I could only call an aura that commanded respect.

She spoke again, "As you humans say, you were at death's door."

After I got over my shock, I answered with, "How did I get here?"

"I brought you here after your...death." She said with a sad tone upon mentioning that. Wait...my death? So that car hitting me WAS real?

"I'm dead?" I said with shock as my thoughts immediately went to my family and friends. How would they go on without me? How are they feeling? Will they be okay? Will they-

"Your friends and family will live their lives but will never forget you." The female Transformer said with a soft smile as she crouched to one knee and looked at him. "I see you care for them and how they feel more than yourself. But, I exaggerated my words. You are near death, however if you chose to try and return to life in your world...you would not survive. It's because of us you are still able to live and speak with us."

"Us?" I frowned.

She nodded and lowered a hand. "Come. I will take you to them."

Okay, strange Transformer lady wants me to go into her hand. Yet...something inside of me was telling me to trust her. That she means mean harm. I still think this is a dream. Transformers aren't real...unless you believed in the Multiverse theory that all things do exist in their own Universe. So if the Transformers do exist, does that mean stuff like Godzilla, Harry Potter, Marvel and DC exist as well?

I got onto the Transformer's hand and she lifted it, holding me close to her heart-Spark I meant. After ten minutes of walking, the unnamed femme stopped and said, "This is our stop." Then she set me down. I looked and my eyes went wide when I was surrounded by five Transformers, five very tall Transformers.

One of them stepped forward and spoke, he was male or a Mech. "I am Prima."

The female Transformer spoke next with a smile. "I am Solus Prime."

A blue-gold and red mech was standing just behind me. He carried formidable staff, taller than he stood. He said, "I'm Zeta Prime."

Next to speak was a light grey and black mech with what looked like clock on his chest. He said his name was Vector Prime. The last one to introduce himself was a mostly red mech with glowing gold runes on his shoulders and around his optics. He was almost the same height as Prima.

"And I am known as Alpha Trion", he said.

Prima concluded with, "We are what is left of 'The Thirteen', or 'The Dynasty of Primes' as we are known to some."

I was in awe of each of the transformers around me. They all held a fire that inspired you and made you feel perfectly safe. If any one of them had said, "Boy, I need you to go jump off a cliff", I would likely have done it. After I hadn't said anything for about a minute, Prima broke the silence.

"Are you malfunctioning?" he asked with humor in his voice. That question pulled me out of my trance.

"H-How am I here? W-Why am I here? I thought I was dead." I said after stuttering a little. After all, how many people can say they have met the Transformers themselves? That is if this is real and mot my brain thinking it up."

"You still don't believe we are real." Prima stated more than asked but his tone held understanding. "We are real, George Edwards. you were hit by a vehicle that has brought you to near death but we have stopped it. It's through our efforts, especially Solus, that you are here and able to speak with us. As for why you are here...Primus himself had you brought here. He has been watching your life since the day you were born, why he has...not even we know."

Primus...their God has been watching over me? That's...pretty weird. Then again, there have been times where I felt like someone was watching over me, I assumed it to be God as several of my family were religious and believed in God. I did too, but I didn't do the whole Church thing on a Sunday morning. I just believe God exists as does the Devil, Heaven and Hell, and left it at that.

"Where is here?" I asked after a moment of being able to collect my thoughts.

This time Vector answered, "We are in a Pocket Universe in which I can see Parallel Realities and all possible outcomes to each reality. I even open doors into them." he said excitedly.

"Okaaaay..." I said slowly with a blink before shaking my head. "Is there any way for me to get back home?"

The Primes stiffened and shared looks before Solus spoke, her voice sad and soft. "No, sweetspark. If you were to go back...you would die. Whatever fate you humans beleieved in...it had you chosen to die today but we have stepped in because to us...your time is not over yet. You have potential. I dare say, with your selflessness, caring for others, putting them before yourself... you would make a great Prime if you were born a Cybertronian."

Well...that sounds nice. But...I'll die if I go back? i can choose but if I chose to return to my world...I will die? Damn...only 21 years old and I'm dead basically. I still had much to do with my life. I wanted to get a good job, meet a beautiful woman, hopefully marry her, get a house in the countryside with a big open field of grass for the kids and dog to play in...I can't have that?

The Primes saved me from death's grip. It's because of them I am still alive...somewhat.

"Will...Will my family and friends be okay?" I asked them.

Alpha Trion nodded. "They will never forget you, they will mourn, grieve...but you will always be in their hearts and minds for the rest of their lives. They will lead their own great lives with you as a memory to be remembered, a tribute."

"What was the injuries I sustained?" I asked. I wanted to be sure. A car hit and run can be pretty bad...or you can survive it just with several injuries.

Solus was the one who answered. "First off, a second scan revealed your injuries were much worse than I originally thought." Pausing to bring up a holographic image of what looked like me she continued. "You fractured your skull here," she highlighted my temple. "You broke your right arm and leg." The limbs in question were also highlighted. "But your most life-threatening injury was your punctured lung. I used exactly nine thousand, four hundred and eighteen of my own Nanites to stabilize you. However, there is... A side effect."

That didn't sound good. "What kind of side effect?" I asked with uncertainty.

The silence was total. Solus looked at Prima for permission to answer. With his approving nod she carefully replied, "The faint throbbing you have been feeling has an explanation. It's the Nanites... They're multiplying and... Slowly changing you into a Techno-Organic. Technicality speaking, I would be your Femme Creator."

Nothing. Nothing in the whole world could've prepared me for that bombshell. I'm...gonna be a Cybertronian? I mean, a Techno-Organic? And Solus Prime is gonna be...my mother? I loved my human mother, even if she can be annoying at times. All I could say was. "Oh."

After another minute or two of silence I spoke again, "Could be worse I guess. I could be turned into a dog or have been saved by Unicron...which would be scary." I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Solus let out a breath in relief at my response. "You're right," she said. "The news could have been worse."

I nodded and replied, "I owe you my life. Thank you...Mom?" I said with a half-hearted question.

She just smiled at that.

After another ten minutes of talking with Solus, Vector, and Zeta, Prima ended our conversation.

"Primus has given you a chance to live your new life...but on another world." Prima said, gaining my attention. "I believe you are familiar with the show known as 'Transformers Prime?'"

"Yeah, it's my favourite Transformers show next to the very first but why would-ohhhhhh." I went wide eyed as I realized it now. The Primes chuckled at my reaction. "I see. But, what can I do in this reality? I mean...how will I become a Techno-Organic?"

"Eventually you'll unlock your new abilities." Solus explained to me. "As for what to do here. Primus wants you to save Cliffjumper."

"Wait what? How do I do that?" I asked, looking at them. "He gets blown up from an Energon explosion followed by Starscream punching a hole in him. How can i, a still developing soon to be Techno-Organic, save a giant robot from other giant robots?"

"You'll figure something out." Alpha Trion spoke mysteriously.

"Now go, you're on a tight schedule," Solus said, making a shooing motion with her hands. Vector Prime opened a some kind of window in front of me, one that showed the highway area where Cliffjumper will be driving down, discover the whole load of untouched Energon deposit, followed by a fight with the Decepticons and death by Starscream.

I looked at the window and walked towards it before looking at the Primes one more time, especially Solus. She smiled at me softly and I couldn't help but smile back before I stepped into the window...

And that's it for this chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. I tried to make the death as realistic as i could. George was on death's doorstep, but the only thing keeping him from entering the embrace of death forever was Primus and the Primes, with Solus giving George something that would change him and make him her son.

Now Primus wants him to save Cliffjumper from being killed by Starscream? How is he gonna do that...fuck if I know.

Now, I need ideas on what his eventual Cybertronian form can look like as well as his vehicle modes because he will be a Triple Changer. The first mod I have in mind is Megatron's jet form from Transformers: The Last Knight, so his other form should be a ground-based vehicle.

Let me know what you think because I am stuck when it comes to second vehicle mode and his Cybertronian appearance.