In the deep dark quiet vacuum of space, a sub-orbital craft is this empty abyss. It seems to be damaged from the dents and ash clinging to it. Likely was taken off in a hurry, which was the case for the ones inside this vessel. Inside the orbital craft lies seven little Cybertronians, each one in a cryo pod and sleeping. These are the Mini-Cons, escaping from the wars that ravaged their once lively home called Cybertron.
As the orbital craft is floating, a sudden wave of energy waves through the area it was in. And maybe because of this wave, or maybe some other force at play, whatever the case, a strong force in the space pushed the sub-orbital craft towards a direction at speeds.
Though its location and destination are unknown, it seems that fate has taken its hands on changing the lives of not just one but a whole lot more.
In the Big city known as Crown City, the snowy winter night seems so peaceful. The streets were empty of people, with a few cars driving in the streets, and the towering buildings illuminating the city lighting the snow falling.
From the partly clear night sky, one might look and see something big flying across the sky. And then, this big thing would scatter into seven little ones, like falling stars, but unlike falling stars these little ones scattered.
In a place as big as Crown City, no one would think much of it, and it was here that this city would be forever changed.
A groan is heard as the little being found himself slowly coming online from what felt like a long recharge, slowly opened his optics the being blinked a few times in confusion as he surveyed the area around him.
He finds himself in some sort of gravel near some organic scenery. His cryo pod a few feet away from himself was damaged, which could explain why he was not inside the pod, to begin with. He took a moment to gather himself out before standing, flapping his wings a bit as he stood up. He takes notice of something different in the area around himself, the area was much more organic
The being knew he was somewhere different, that it was someplace that perhaps wouldn't have other beings like himself but bigger find him in such a place. He could only hope so.
It was then that he realizes something which make his optics widen, he was by himself. Looking around frantically for the sub-orbital craft he was in with the others, he finds that all there was is a scoring dirt trail from his pod. No sign of the craft nor any of his companions. He suspects he will have to search for the craft, and to do so he will have to take flight.
Folding his wings, he flaps them a bit to familiarize himself a bit before taking off to the skies. High in the sky, he finds himself looking down at all the organic life covered in some sort of cryo-based solids that floated down from the clouds above him. Now that he was in the air he begins to fly around the place. He sees that there were many places, some were organic in nature while everywhere else reminded him of the cities of Cybertron.
With how the city big the city looks from the air, he thinks that finding the others might take more time than he believed he would.
Just as he was about to turn towards a direction he hears some sort of strange sounds that broke the silence from a direction close by through his audio receptors, he turns towards it as he fly through the cold air. Passing by blinding buildings and quiet music in the air before landing on a lamppost nearby and his optics land on where the sound was coming from.
There was some sort of object on the soft cryo-covered ground next to a large building. He could hear something through his audio receptors again and realized that it is the same sound being played by them. Finding his objective of locating the sound he glides down and lands next to the object.
Now that he was much closer he could hear the sound of cries from the object, making him wonder what it was that was inside the covering on top of it.
With his beak he lifts up the covering a bit and takes a look inside, he suddenly gasped at the sight before him, making him drop the cover and let it fall over.
Inside the basket, he finds a brown-skinned organic femme sparkling. She appears to be about 2 deca-cycles, and her attire was short. Aerobolt let the blanket fall on the white snow before slowly approaching the child, he slowly walked in front of the crying sparkling.
He stared at the sparkling in surprise as he. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of whimpering and he looks to find the sparkling staring at him with her optic reddened from her crying. She must have calmed down a bit upon seeing his form next to her and stopped crying, replacing it with a whimper as she looked up at him with curious eyes.
He looks back at her curious and titled his head as a result. To his surprise, the sparkling makes a garbel sound before reaching a servo out to him. Not so sure what he should do, he leans down towards her, and in response her servo lands on his beak and began to pat it. Despite its cold metal surface, she smiles up at him and giggled.
This action makes him pause, he had no idea what was this sparkling doing. Though he wouldn't admit it he felt very nice at her touch, the feeling of her warm servo on his cold beak makes him feel nice in a way as he stares at the sparkling make noise as she continues to pat his beak.
He chuckled at her. "Curious little sparkling aren't you?" He said. "My designation is Aerobolt, who might be your name little one?" To which he got a giggle from her as a response.
The little being, now named Aerobolt, looks down and looks around the area for some clues about this organic sparkling. Suddenly something shiny catches his optic, looking over the small femme, he saw there was something around her neck to be a chained silver locket, only it appears to be half of one.
He begins to think about this, how he finds himself in a strange and big place compared to his own, with no one around him and no one there for him. This makes him remember how he felt after he was taken by the Decepticons.
He too was left to be lost, alone, and afraid. He wouldn't let that happen to another innocent soul. Not one as small and defenseless as this sparkling in front of him in the cold.
Aerobolt looked back down at the infant who smiled up at him, making a grabbing motion with her little servos again at him. Aerobolt leans and lets her pet his beak again.
Aerobolt looks back at the sparkling's gleaming brown optics. "Rest now little one," He says to her as he places the cover over her body again, before wrapping his wings around her in a hug formation. "I will keep you warm." And then he began to hum a small tune at the tip of his beak.
Maybe he felt pity towards this organic sparkling, or that she reminded her of his youth. Whatever the case, Aerobolt vows that he will find the other Mini-Cons in this big and strange city. Right now, he makes a vow to himself that he would watch over this femme and give her the hope that was taken from him.
A/N: Hello everyone! WOW! I've begun writing Fanfictions again?! Well yes, after a LONG time I've decided to write again. And I know that I make empty promises but I know I will get to them. And please understand that I don't do these stories as a job, I have a life as well. I'll update them but not very often, maybe once or twice a month if lucky. Now for this story, I didn't have much to go off of once I started writing this one. So I wanted to start fresh with this, while yes might not be original I wanted to start somewhere it could make points. So I'm rewriting this story.
I tried to make this crossover once I finished TF RID season 2, I felt like the Mini-Cons could have more interaction and personality. And I finished watching Annie 2014 with my older sister and that was when the idea came to me. When I looked back at this story I felt like it was rushed so I wanted to make a fresh start and I hope that you all could understand this decision I made.
So stay safe everyone and I will hopefully see you all soon!
