Short Files: I
by Clover Ice
I knew him. I will not leave him for entire my life. My sacred oath.
I and he drowning into a black space, to the life. Hugging him warmly. This will not wake him up. I want ensure him warm and safe.
"Optimus Prime. I Introducing your partner, your leader, your younger brother. Please keep him safe from my brother's dirty hands."
A red-orange robot with a yellow flame symbol on his chest. He sleeping very deep in a tube that also contained light blue liquid. His face calmly with sweet smile. His charm aura made me comfortable. He very similiar to Primus. Like a twin of him.
"He is Rodimus Prime. Please keep him safe in the world that he still sleeping."
"I keeping you safe from anything, Rodimus. I will not let the evil god touch you."
I holding his face, that still sleeping calm and peace. Soon, we will touch the life. I feeling his hand holding my hand tightly. Optimus, he called me without turn on his optics. First time I heard his voice. I smiling behind my mask.
Heat emission of the life atmosphere stinging my body. Also stinging my heart when I and Rodimus Separating by it. I pulling down faster than Rodimus. I screaming his name, hopefully he wake up. Until he no longer visible, no one answer come. My heart broken and very sad. My fault. My biggest sin. I broke my sacred oath. Dissapointed Primus.
I still in here, very comfortable me when observing him. Sometimes I talk to him, though he never answer me. He looks special and precious. I feeling his charm. Filling my empty areas that Primus can't fill it. A precious friend. I very lonely. Primus always busy with his works. Rarely notice me as a kid and often notice me as a student. With Rodimus Prime in here, I have a robot that notice me as a friend.
"I glad you accepted him."
Primus rubbing my helmet softly. He approaching to the tube. Touching the tube. One time, you will wake up. He said
"Why Rodimus still sleeping? Who he actually is? He very charm to me even he is not wake up."
"Should I tell his facts?" A warmly smile of Primus. "He is-"
My memories messing and damaging. Even I can't remember who am I and my purpose. A very bright light fulfilling my optics. It also removing all of my memories.