The Diego Diaries Part Seven

by arctapus

This is a continuation of the universe started in Diego Diaries and continued through parts two to six. The premise is a joke that led to world building. This is about family, friendship, overcoming adversity and finding the best parts of yourself. This is an adventure, a trek through the world of Transformers and its a comedy/drama. Everyone is here and if you are, too, then YAY!

235. Chapter 235

The Diego Diaries: Caste (Away) (dd7 235)

=0=Iacon, dining

Then Raptor leaned forward. "How does the Matrix pick Its bearer?" he asked.

Rockwell stared at him. "There's many ways. The Council of the Ancients knows."

"The Council knows nothing. Alpha Trion tried to get all the things they claimed to know released to the public. Nothing about our sacred side should be kept from us. Nothing that is part of our cultural heritage should be shrouded. I dare you to argue with me," Turbine said quietly.

Rockwell stared at him, then Raptor. "The Matrix made Its mind known. The only imposter is Optimus Prime."

Raptor considered that as they sat in silence. He glanced at his fathers. "You were there from Guardian forward. How did the Allspark and Matrix choose the Prime?"

Delphi glanced at Hardie who nodded slightly. He sat back, then began to tell the tale…

^..^ In Simfur just before the first and most important broadcast ever made worldwide in Cybertronian history … "When the world was young," DL-Fee-2 began …

"There's so many coming, I'm worried, Hardie," Delphi said.

The revolution had succeeded, albeit with much bloodshed and now the celebrations had begun worldwide. The hardest part of this whole thing was before them now, forming a government to help make a transition from a slave state to a free one. "The Committee has organized as best they can. Where is Guardian?"

Hardie who was working logistics at a computer station nearby the office of the former local leader of the Quintessan Domination glanced at him. "He's on his way."

Delphi nodded, then looked out the window. "They need help, Hardie. How can we do this? Where is Ironhide and Blackjack? Where's Como and Wirelite? Hercy and the rest?"

"They're on their way, Delph. Don't worry. We got this," Hardie said with more sound than conviction.

The door opened nearby as the rest of the Committee of the Revolution walked into the room. They were led by the one who'd been the mastermind, working with the others like Hardie and Cezr to make the overthrow as bloodless as possible. They turned to him as the others gathered around.

Guardian who was a big mech, tall, powerful and smart as a whip glanced at the group, loving them all at this moment as he never thought possible in the past. He had no formal education and the freedom to think without the fear of decommissioning still hung over all of them, but Guardian was a lot more. He was brave, charismatic, cared about everyone, loved his people, the culture that the bots had devised amongst themselves when their masters weren't looking and wanted the best future possible for their newly freed empire and people. He was the only one who could do what they needed done. He was going to be their first leader or Prime. "We're going to the Temple in a moment and I'm going to speak on the steps. We're all in agreement about this whole process?"

Everyone nodded.

"What about the violence? Has it died down yet? What is the word about prisoners and the collaborators? I fear to hear it," he said in his deep calm voice. His optics were wise and they mirrored his emotions in the moment. He had that ability to make friends and soothe enemies, a skill that would be put to the test now.

"Some areas are calming down and others are still raging. The orders to the local committees and the area commanders are out but the people are enraged. I have no reports of prisoners in custody, Guardian," Hardie said. "As for collaborators ..."

Everyone considered that with dread and weariness, then Guardian began to pace. "The potential for accusations and immediate payback for those who hold grudges is huge. There will be deaths for those who did not collaborate but have enemies. We cannot have it." He looked at the group with emotion. "I never thought I would live to see this orn. Its going to be a horrendous amount of work to help our people become their own masters. There will be a lot of trouble before it becomes better. I cannot think of a group of individuals who I love more at this moment than you. Come with me to the Temple and let us help our people."

^,,^ In the dining room at The Citadel in Iacon, Cybertron in the here and now

"We did. We walked in and when we arrived there were literally millions of bots coming from everywhere. The news net was overtaken and images were sent everywhere. Everyone was waiting to hear from Guardian, our leader. I don't know if the tapes still exist but I hope so. Guardian was a wonderful mech. We walked out onto the platform, all of us, and Guardian began to speak," Delphi said …

^,,^ On the steps of the Temple of Simfur, Cybertron long long ago

"PEOPLE OF CYBERTRON! WELCOME TO THE BIRTH OF A NEW FREEDOM!"

The sound was nearly animalistic as the crowd roused and they would stay that way, silence only coming with his words. It was clear to everyone present that they were in the presence of greatness and the future was unlimited and unstoppable.

"We have won our freedom," he said as his voice went out over the net. He couldn't speak to anyone over transponders because that ability didn't exist then. Everywhere on Cybertron, The People were listening and watching Guardian. "Now we must do the hard part. We must end the fighting, work toward the common good and put aside the past. In the past lies nothing helpful for the present and the future. I know how hard it is to even contemplate that but it must be started. If we bear the past and all its pain now, then there is no future.

"I know that you have suffered. All of us have suffered. But now is the time to find the right path, the path of love and unity. There are only two before us. The path of fear will bring us ruin again. We cannot live afraid and we cannot embark on revenge. The path of love will help us rise as a people, to build a world and empire that is for everyone. Never again must we divide ourselves. Never again must we look at each other without the full understanding that all of us are equal, that all of us are necessary, that all of us are one. We must make that our creed, these words from Primus Himself or there will be no future for anyone ever again."

^,,^ In a dining room at The Citadel, Iacon, Cybertron in the here and now

"I don't do him justice. That was the gist of his speech and he spoke with such conviction. He was military hardware. I was a worker bee and so was Hardie. Most of us were. We would become the Autobots and the military hardware would become in the end the Decepticons. Guardian would pay a high price some orn down the road because the hate was too strong and too slow in relenting. But as he spoke the Temple began to glow ..." Delphi continued …

^,,^ On the steps of the Temple, Simfur, Cybertron long long ago

He spoke from his spark and the crowd as vast as the sea listened silently. It was almost spooky to Delphi as he watched. Then a light began to glow behind them and the crowd roused in surprise. They turned, the Committee, to look at the building which was becoming shrouded in a milky white light, one that was almost crystalline in appearance that was emanating from within. They watched as It grew brighter, then something began to rise upward from within. It passed through the roof like it wasn't there, then continued. An object was rising into the sky.

The crowd began to step back, their cries of fear almost a bestial moan.

Guardian and the Committee glanced at them, then the sight forming behind them. A bright object was rising upward and when it reached a height over the building, It stopped to hang in the air and pulse Its radiance. Everyone hushed as a feeling of intense emotion seemed to reach them from It, a feeling of peace, love and protection. Guardian began to walk toward the Temple, then paused to look up in front of the great doors.

^,,^ In the dining room at The Citadel in the here and now

"He was standing there staring upward, ever putting himself in between our people and danger. I remember taking your servo, Hardie and thinking that maybe we weren't going to win after all, that this was some kind of device that the Quintessans left behind to kill us all. That's when the light from the object struck Guardian in the spark chamber and he was pulled upward off the ground ..." Delphi continued …

^,,^ At the Temple of Simfur, Cybertron long long ago

"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Wirelite cried out as she hugged Como in terror.

"I DON'T KNOW! WHAT IS THAT!?" someone else said.

Everyone was transfixed by the spectacle and Hardie who was debating in his processor shooting the object before It could harm Guardian felt an immediate soothing sensation. It was as if something as old as the universe was speaking just to him. Then he noticed that everyone everywhere suddenly relaxed as a sensation of awe overwhelmed them. At no time but during the blessings of the Festivals of Primus to come would the feeling given come close to being duplicated. If he had thought about it when he saw It happen he would understand that the Blessing at Festivals was a reminder and promise by Primus and The One of Their love and protection. It would be given during this holy orn to commemorate that first time It had been granted for all who would come after, forever.

But this was now and that was then.

Guardian seemed enveloped by the light and disappeared from view. Then lightning flashed out in all directions. A cry could be heard as well but no one felt anything but the intense love from who knew where, something that for many was the first time they ever felt that emotion, such was the arduous ordeal of their existence up to now.

Then the light collapsed and rolled out everywhere enveloping everyone in Its loving embrace. They could hear voices, murmurs that they would learn in future were the sparks of their loved ones and friends departed to the Matrix. They were comforting and reassuring the living that all would be well, that they were close and no one was ever truly parted. It would be then that another facet of transformation would become part of their thoughts. Then the light went away as a groan of intense longing and sorrow burst from the crowd. They cried out, then went silent.

Standing on the platform was a new version of a great and revered individual. Standing on the platform bearing the first Primal frame, radiating with the power of an alien device that could be seen pulsating in his chest, Guardian Prime was presented to his people. The Matrix flashed out a Blessing as well, one that enveloped the world for a moment as It announced who and what It was. Then the light vanished but the people were comforted. It would be the first and only time that the Matrix did so beyond the Blessings of the Festival and individual efforts of It's bearers to help others.

Guardian was silent a moment, then walked forward to the edge of the platform. It would be the first time he would speak as a Prime and it would be the first time they would hear him through their transponders. A new feature of their life, this form of Primal communication had been birthed before their very optics along with him in his new format and he would utter words that would ring among The People as some of the most comforting ever spoken by a Cybertronian … "I am Guardian Prime."

^,,^ In a dining room at The Citadel in Iacon, Cybertron in the here and now

"I don't think its possible to tell anyone who wasn't there what that moment was like and what it meant. Few Primes in the history of The People were as loved as that one and few loved us back, ALL of us that much. Optimus Prime is the only other one. Guardian doesn't get his due and he was the best of us," Delphi said as Sun, Hardie and Jack nodded. "I loved him like a brother and followed him into the brave new world. We came to Praxus and made the Code because it was clear to all of us and even him that the curse of our people, the system that falsely made some more equal than others wasn't going to die." Delphi looked at Rockwell who stared at him with a shuttered expression. "That is how a real Prime is chosen.

"Sentinel faked his choosing. He and the rest, all of them but for Guardian and Optimus weren't chosen like that. Prime ascended to the Primeship in the Council Chamber of the Ancients, right before their optics in the same manner as Guardian. The Council kept the Matrix in the Imperium between Primes and not the Temple because they wanted to continue to choose the next leader like it meant nothing. That's why corruption killed our world. It died because there was no room to love everyone of us the way we ALL DESERVED! ALL OF US! It died because some wouldn't let the poison go," Delphi concluded.

The room was solemn and silent.

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