My light, my life, my love Chapter 1, a transformers/beast wars fanfic

Summary: AU Megatron is the King of Kaon and Optimus is the heir to Ultra Magnus, King of Iacon. One day, these two meet and now can't keep their minds off the other. Megatron wants this beauty he saw, but doesn't know who he is, that is until the Kingdom of Iacon is in trouble when Ultra Magnus falls ill with his consort and their eldest son, Sentinel Prime, takes over. Optimus seeks out the help of Kaon and Vos, the other two main kingdoms of Cybertron, and encounters the mech he met, the mech that has always been on his mind, the mech he believes he fell for that day. Can the Prince save Iacon with the help of the King of Kaon?

Main pairings:

OptimusxMegatron

Child(s):

Ultra MagnusxAlpha Trion

Child(s): Sentinel, Optimus

One-sided OptimusxElita One

SentinelxElita One

Child(s):

RatchetxArcee

Child(s): First Aid

SkyfirexStarscream

Child(s):

JazzxProwl

Child(s):

BlurrxLongarm/Shockwave

Child(s):

StrikaxLugnut

Child(s):

BlitzwingxBumblebee

Child(s):

Animated AU

Rated M to be safe. No graphic interfacing

Warnings: past abuse, past forced interfacing, mentions of interfacing, fluff, kissing, cuddles, cuteness, mpreg, disease, illness, possible death of main character, rumors of war, Sentinel is a huge jerk, courting, bonding, birth, pain, sadness, tragedy, crying, tissue warnings, anything else I can't think of.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters.

"Prince, it is time to wake up."

Optimus groaned, turning over and looking at one of his friends, Prowl. The ninjabot smiled at the Prince, having been his bodyguard for a while now.

"Morning Prowl," said Optimus, stretching as his systems fully onlined.

"Your sire is expecting you this morning," said Prowl.

"Oh? What for?" Optimus asked.

"I do not know. He said that it was quite urgent. He is down in the medibay right now," said Prowl.

Optimus bolted out of his berth, throwing his sheets onto the floor in his rush to the door. Prowl opened it as the Prince zoomed out of it and down the hall. He almost fell down the stairs, rushing by servants. As soon as Optimus made it to the medibay, he threw the doors open and skidded to a stop.

Ratchet looked up from the berth he was standing next to, Ultra Magnus and Sentinel Prime, too, seeing the Prince. Optimus' optics widened at seeing his carrier on the berth, machines around him and one on his chest. Life support. The young Prince went to his carrier's side, grabbing onto a servo, ignoring his sire and brother.

"Carrier?" Optimus asked. He looked to Ratchet, his oldest friend. "Ratchet, what happened?"

"He hasn't been feeling well for the past several days. From what I understand, he and Magnus were strolling in the garden when he collapsed," said Ratchet. "The reports of the scans haven't come back yet. When they do, I will know what is ailing him."

"Here are those reports sire," said First Aid grimly. Ratchet took them, looking them over.

"This isn't good at all," Ratchet muttered. He looked sadly at his friends, well not so much of Sentinel. "He's very ill. Alpha has what we call Spark Leak. His spark is draining in energy, effecting his energon and his vents get filled with fluids, overheating is body. There is a course of treatment we can do for him. It will take a quite a long time and we must be careful in case it gets worse, which can be fatal."

"At least we can heal him," said Ultra Magnus, looking relieved.

"Carrier, if you need me, I will be here," said Optimus.

"Thank you, Optimus," said Alpha Trion, coughing a bit.

"We should let him rest now," said First Aid. "We will stay with him."

"Thank you, both of you," said Ultra Magnus. He kissed Alpha Trion deeply. "I will see you later my love. Get some rest for me. I love you."

"I love you too Magnus," said Alpha Trion. He settled down and fell into a much-needed recharge.

Sentinel sneered and left the medibay without a word. He didn't even really want to be there, finding it pointless for him to be at his carrier's side. Ultra Magnus sighed and looked after his oldest son. Optimus did too, wishing that his brother wasn't always so stuck up and greedy. And what was worse is that by law, Sentinel would inherit the throne, becoming the new King of Iacon, which would be a nightmare in itself.

Ultra Magnus' joints creaked as he got up and left. Optimus nodded to Ratchet and First Aid in thanks, kissing his carrier's cheek, and leaving as well. Prowl waited for the Prince, nodding to him before following silently back to his chambers to get ready for the day.

"Is everything all right?" Prowl asked.

"Yes. Carrier is really sick, but he will be okay," said Optimus.

"That is good," said Prowl.

"So how is life with Jazz since Yoketron died?" Optimus asked, stepping into the warm oil bath.

"It is going well. We are both thinking about having a sparkling soon," said Prowl.

"Tell me when you do," said Optimus.

"I will Prince," said Prowl.

"You don't have to call me that."

"I know. Merely teasing you."

~~~000

Optimus walked out into the busy streets of Iacon. Mechs and femmes greeted him as he walked by, helping out where he could with anything. The farmers were in the city to sell their harvests and get ready for the cold season that was fast approaching.

Everyone loved Optimus for how he was. He helped out everyone, rich and poor. They respected each other and the Prince for all that he has done. Without the young Prince, they would have a lot more problems and hardships.

Each day, Optimus would at least visit the people that his sire ruled over. Many bots knew that Sentinel was to be the next King, dreading that day and wishing that it was Optimus instead of that selfish pompous of a Prince.

That day, Optimus was going to head out into the forest for a walk by himself. He left Prowl to go spend some time to himself, thinking over the situation with his carrier and how he could help the elderly mech as well as the King.

Optimus stared around him at the forest, hearing the animals move and live. He loved being out here at times but could never really find time anymore to come out. He was always helping the city and his creators where he could, even if his creators did ignore him a lot, turning their attentions and praise to Sentinel.

The Prince stopped at a stream near the center of the forest on the boarders of their territory. The stream led into a small pool that the Prince enjoyed swimming in from time to time. Optimus stripped off his loin cloth and other clothing, leaving them on a rock while he dipped into the cool water.

Optimus sighed, loving the feeling of the water over his body. It was hot out that day, even though the cold season was approaching quickly. The cold season. That worried the Prince since his carrier and sire never did well during that time, their older frames struggling with functioning properly.

The Prince simply went towards a rock protruding from the center, leaning against it as he became lost in his own thoughts. He was unaware of the red optics watching him with wonder. Once Optimus knew an hour went by, he headed back to the shoreline to air dry before heading back to the castle. He stood in a ray of sunlight, his body glittering wonderfully in the light as water droplets rolled down his frame. It would take a bit for him to dry off, so Optimus stood there naked in the light, optics closed as he basked in the warmth.

When he was dried, Optimus slipped on his clothes, making sure he looked presentable before slowly strolling back to Iacon, the red optics following him.