thoughts/Bumblebee talk/dreams/flashbacks
Main Pairings:
OptimusxRatchet
Child(s): Solarwind, Hot Rod, Bumblebee (adopted), Turnfire
Knock OutxBreakdown
Child(s): Blockout
MegatronxSoundwave
Child(s): Sonicbeat, cassetticons
CliffjumperxArcee
Child(s): Gatejumper, Miracle
BulkheadxWheeljack
Child(s):
JazzxProwl
Child(s):
IronhidexChromia
Child(s): Sundance
StarscreamxSkyfire
Child(s):
ex RatchetxLightwave
Child(s): Prowl, Barricade, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Bluestreak, Smokescreen
forced SoundwavexBarge
Child(s): cassetticons
Warnings: kissing, mentions of interfacing, violence, slash, fluff, possibly sadness in future chapters, death, birth, and mpreg. And anything else I forgot to add.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. XxXSkylarxRatchet96XxX owns Sonicbeat. Optimus' girl owns Turnfire and made Blockout, Gatejumper, and Miracle.
"Unbelievable," Predaking whispered, seeing what the Omega Lock had done to the Predacon bones. Living in a wasteland were his kind. Megatron had found them while patrolling around Cybertron.
"They have agreed to having you as their leader. This land will belong to the Predacons," said Megatron. "With you as their leader, they can live peacefully with our kind."
"Thank you so much Megatron. How can I ever repay you?" Predaking asked.
"Friendship and trust is enough Predaking," said Megatron. "Go and live with your Predacon brethren."
Predaking raced down, being greeted by his fellow Predacons. Megatron smiled and left, heading back to Iacon. Along the way he met up with an Earth vehicle. The mech transformed, startling the former warlord.
"Barricade? How in the Allspark are you here?" Megatron asked.
"I have been given the chance to live once more, although only for the span of two years," said Barricade. "I have unfinished business with helping raise my siblings."
"Then we should go inform the others of your return," said Megatron. "Ratchet has indeed missed your presence."
~~~000
Barricade had been greeted with love from his family. He had explained that he would be staying for two years, which saddened a lot of mechs. He cheered them up by saying that it was still a bit away. His carrier was the most understanding to what must be done.
"Optimus, I meant what I said," said Barricade when the two were in private. "You aren't Lightwave, but you are similar to him."
"And you are a good example. Your family was protected thanks to your efforts during the war. I have seen you work with my Autobots whenever your brothers were out in the field," said Optimus, placing a servo on the shock trooper. "It would be my honor to become a second sire to you, even with our limited time together."
Barricade smiled and nodded.
~~~000
Three new sparklings were sparked on Cybertron within a year. Arcee and Cliffjumper had two little ones, one sparked and the other given a protoform. The oldest was Gatejumper, a red and blue slender mechling that had his carrier's body but sire's looks. The second was by accident during a merge, the tiny spark forming but no body. Knock Out had found a protoform and transferred the spark into the body, creating a light teal femme with silver highlights.
Ironhide and Chromia had a little femme around the same time as Gatejumper's sparking named Sundance. Her body was yellow fading into orange and had her sire's attitude. Hot Rod, Turnfire, and Blockout were excited to have more playmates than just themselves. Barricade remained a guardian to his youngest siblings and bonding with Solarwind as well as catching up with his other brothers.
The two years quickly approached their end, every bot dreading it. The day before the time ended, Barricade said his farewells and promises of watching them from the afterlife. There were tears shed, but Barricade wasn't afraid. He knew his sire would call him home. The Praxian, Prime, and old medic went out to a cliff where the sun was setting over Iacon.
Barricade leaned against his carrier and Prime, watching the sun set. The two creators just stayed silent as they waited for the time to come. Barricade was the one to break the silent.
"Thank you, both of you," said Barricade. "I lived a good life. I have no regrets."
As the day slowly faded away, so did Barricade. The two elders saw the ghostly form of Lightwave take Barricade's servo and walk off, both disappearing. Ratchet just sat there, missing his oldest son, but knowing that it was his time. He felt content and in peace. Optimus finally got them up, heading back home.
Cybertron was perfect as more boths came home after millions of years. Optimus had gone out and retrieved the Allspark last year so that new generations could join the multitude. His children will grow up in peace as a new Golden Age took place.