The reason this fic is getting an M-rating is because it will talk about dark topics (Not as dark as my fic Two Worlds One Spark... I hope) there will be abuse of many kinds, depression, torture, and various other things. I apologize for the short chapter, but this is a bit of a filler.
Primes (In order of receiving Matrix) :
Prima
Primon
Onyx
Vector
Megatronus
Solus
Alchemist
Amalgamous
Quintus
Micronus
Nexus
Sentinel
Alpha
Time Units (Found on Tf wiki):
Astro-second: .498 seconds
Breem: 8.3 minutes
Cycle: 1.25 hours
Deca-cycle: ~3 weeks
Groon: ~1 hour
Klik: 1.2 minutes
Meta-cycle: 13 months
Orbital cycle: ~1 month
Solar cycle/lunar cycle: 1 day/1 night
Stellar cycle:~7.5 months
Deci-vorn: 8.3 years
Vorn: 83 years
Currency:
1 credit: ~60.25 shanix
1 cred card: 400 credits
Plasma
Hallogenated
Onboard
Targeting
Optical sight
Nodes
Ch. 9
"And do you promise to do what is necessary to protect not only the people of this planet, but the planet itself from those that mean to harm it?" Alchemist asked a gold mech that looked to be made out of very malleable metal. Between them was the Matrix of Leadership as it was almost studying its next chosen one. The other Primes were standing from their spots and watched the ritual continue.
The mech nodded, "I swear on my spark."
When the Matrix glowed brightly it dropped into the mech's servos meaning it chose the mech to hold its power. Alchemist watched the chest plate open up and placed the artifact in front of his spark. "Your life Alloy has ended and your new life as Prime will begin. Primus will grant you a new name, new identity, and the Matrix will give you a power to help you protect yourself and our planet."
The mech rose into the with his chest at the midpoint. His frame melted while his protoform expanded, becoming lankier, until the melted armor floated back up and wrapped around the new body. The new Prime was slightly taller than Megatronus, but his frame looked like gears of gold and white, his protoform was slightly exposed in his limbs but his torso was fully armored to protect his spark and the Matrix. When the Prime was lowered back down he slowly rose to his peds with his servos clenching as a rejuvenated strength filled his new body.
"Guardian, what will you be going by now?" Onyx asked while the new Prime looked at his frame.
"Amalgamous Prime. I heard a voice telling me what I can do." The new Prime looked at the astrofox that was in Alchemist's seat and pointed at it. "It is quite similar to what your friend can do."
Everyone looked at the creature that leapt over the table and shifted as he joined the two Primes in the middle of the room. "You can shift like I can? But you did not call me out when you help free me from those trappers?"
"Because I know now that it was a test to see if I was worthy." Amalgamous lowered his servo to Meister wanting to shake servos. "I can feel it from the Matrix that you are a good mechanism. It still retains the spark residuals from my new brothers and sister."
Meister had frozen in mid shake when the new protector told him what he was feeling, and he canted his helm with a smile. "Thank you for the kind words Amalgamous." I will have to come up with a nickname for him.
"Amalgamous, this is Meister. He will be able to help you with anything you need." Alchemist put a servo on the shorter mech's shoulder. "Speaking of Meister, you said you had something to tell us?"
The Polyhexian still had yet to tell the Council about Wicker's request, and it's been a meta-cycle! He looked the Council with a slight frown as he told them. "Wicker wanted me to bring him Megatronus's shield, but I can't do that. You all have been so kind to me, taught me so much on what it means to be a Cybertronian and protect our home, and the thought of hurting any of you feels… wrong."
"You did the right thing in telling us. Tell Wicker that our answer is still no." Alchemist chuckled at the ball bearings the Polyhexian had for trying to send his friend to try and take from them.
"Still? Alchemist, I do not understand. Has Wicker done this before?" Meister frowned deeply with confusion. "If he has attempted this enough times to be fully cognizant that you are aware, why continue trying?"
Prima answered with his servos folded in front of him. "Sometimes bots cannot take no for an answer. For example, Solus is still building that ridiculous requiem blaster after I told her no."
"Oh, come on Prima! Who knows when we'll need it? It's not like anyone is going to shoot me with it!" She looked at her brother before looking down at Meister with a smile. "Meister, dear I have something to show you in my armory. I believe you will like it. And Amalgamous, I will work on creating for you."
Amalgamous smiled thankfully at his new sister. He was going to have to get used to his new family as his old life was now no more. Meister gazed up at his code holder to silently see if he was okay with him leaving. Alchemist pointed at him with a friendly smile and the Polyhexian spoke, "I do not need to ask you for permission unless the question is life threatening."
"Good mech. Will you be home tonight?" He asked, hoping he would as he missed him greatly.
"I will. I apologize for always being absent, Helix has so much to explore." Meister did feel bad for not being around often, but Star and Saber told him to see their Papa Alchemist and assured him they would be okay. He followed the femme to the very bottom of the towers where a whole armory was as well as the forge that Solus had been granted by Primus. "Solus Prime, may I ask why you have brought me here?"
She chuckled before leading him to a table where a large blade sat and then a sniper rifle was propped underneath it. "You may not have a spark, but I believe if you did the Matrix would have chosen you for your loyalty and desire to protect others. That is why I built these for you; the blade I thought I would name after the younglings you had, the Star Saber and the rifle doesn't have a fancy name yet, so I thought you could give it a name and you can have it."
"You would entrust me with a weapon of Prime?" He looked up at her briefly before looking at the black gun. His servo hovered over it and examined it quietly. "Since naming off all of the attachments and then adding sniper rifle is too long and calling it simply a sniper rifle is too boring, I believe I will call it the photon rifle. An acronym for the attachments you added to it."
Solus Prime made an astonished sound before smiling in approval, "photon rifle? Huh, I like it. What do you think of the Star Saber? I have a secret I must tell you, about its power, can I entrust it with you?"
Meister nodded and touched the hilt of the blade before pulling away when it burned him. "It burned me."
"I designed it so only someone it believes is worthy can wield it. Like the Matrix you could say, but that doesn't mean it can't change its mind later in life. This sword is capable of destroying stars. It is dangerous which is why my brothers and I are going to place it in the vault." Solus explained before picking up the blanket that was underneath the Star Saber, hinting that she couldn't wield it either. She gestured for him to follow with a nod of her helm. "Meister, I know I have asked a lot of you, but I have one very important request. You cannot tell any of the other Primes I have asked this of you, not even Alchemist. Can I trust you to keep this promise?"
She took him to a lone podium and placed her servo on the softly glowing scanner. Meister tilted his helm, "not even Alchemist?"
"Not even Alchemist." The femme said as a large portion of the floor opened up in front of them. The hole transformed into stairs with lights lining the steps. They made their descent down. Meister accepted her terms with a nod, "the vault can only be safely opened by a Prime, but as you can imagine that won't stop anyone from trying to enter. I want you to program and make traps how you want to… dissuade outsiders from stealing. Can you handle that?"
Meister looked around as they walked down a narrow walk path. "I can do that. But why do you want me to create a series of traps? Would you not want to do it yourself?"
"Because I trust you to help protect our greatest and dangerous artifacts safe. Even from us." She said before they stopped in front of an empty case and tossed the sword in the anti-grav case. "Thank you for helping me with this task Meister of Iacon."
"Meister of Iacon? I get a Cybertronian name even if I'm not one?" The droid looked up to see her nod with a smile. Meister hugged her with a smile sliding on his lips at her kind gesture. "Thank you for trusting me Solus.'
The femme returned the hug with her helm dipping down slightly, "thank you for giving Alchemist happiness again. Now let us return to our friends."
Alchemist and Meister were refueling in the conservatory while waiting on the results of their latest test. "Meister, why do you want to test your interface protocols? Are you feeling alright?" To say he was shocked would have been an understatement when his friend asked to run tests on his interface array. The Prime had never shown any interest in participating with his friend in that manner of interfacing in any shape way or form. In Alchemist's optics Meister was still naïve and essentially a young creature, and the thought of doing such things with someone like that made his tanks churn.
"Because, I wish to experience and learn about it. All of the studies I read said that more than ninety-five percent of Cybertron's population participates in a variety of mating rituals. From those results only thirty percent of the time a new life is brought into the world." Meister explained before looking at his friend with a tilt of his helm, "did you have a family before you became a Prime?'
The Prime was startled by the question that he choked on his high grade. He started coughing into his fist while Meister rubbed his back in attempt to help him. When Alchemist had his intakes under control once more he gave the stool, that had been previously empty, a couple pats. Once Meister sat down Alchemist tapped on his terminal that showed an emerald green femme reading a datapad to a young femme that was emerald with silver accents. "Her name is Ebony, and I found out she gave her my old name in honor of me. I do not have many regrets as a Prime, but my one regret is that I was given this gift before I could hold my daughter."
"Why can't you see them? How did you tell her? What is your daughter's name?" Meister was full of questions now that he found out this information. He could only assume that this was why he was okay with Star and Saber. "You wanted to have a chance to experience what you miss, that is why you didn't inform anyone of Star and Saber."
Alchemist ex-vented with guilt as he watched his old mate play with their daughter. "I cannot risk anyone using them to get to me. Prima and Primon informed her that I had perished in a bad accident. She mourned and sadly never moved on; I wish she would for not only her sake but also our little Presage."
"Presage, that is a pretty name. This was the sacrifice you had to make in order to be a Prime." Meister watched his code holder turn off the camera, and an idea to make his wish come true sparked an idea in him. Alchemist nodded with a sad smile. "Do you regret it? Becoming a Prime."
The silver mech shook his helm, "no I do not regret it at all. I just wish the world was safer, so I could include my family." Meister hugged Alchemist tightly. He didn't need words to know that his friend needed comfort. The Polyhexian rubbed his friend's back like he did when the femme took the twins from him. After a while, Alchemist pulled away with a shaky ex-vent, "thank you, Meister, I needed that."
"It is my pleasure Alch." A light beeping came from the terminal and they both turned to see what it was. "It would seem the test results are completed."
Alchemist smiled and nodded before turning fully to examine the results. "Let's see what the tests say, shall we?"
Alchemist's backstory is my idea.
