Return of the Heir Chapter 2

"Don't forget you are my son, you will grow up in a different world and may not remember who you truly are, but one day I will be gone and will leave you the sole heir to my throne. Your people will mourn your absence, but one day you will return, return to you people, your city, your home. Goodbye my son, Prince Megatron Heir to the Kaon Throne."

Novaton woke up with a start from his dream. The dream that had haunted him for several days now had returned once again. "It must be my processor playing trick on me." The white and blue mech looked outside the window a saw that Hadeen was slowly rising over the horizon. He threw back the mesh sheets and walked outside. He hummed to himself as he fed the mechanimals and gathered the crystal berries that he knew would please the sparklings of his masters.

When he got back inside he saw that his master, Timegazer was getting ready to go and do the chores. "The morning chores are all done and I have something for the little ones." He pulled some bright blue crystal berries and the two femmlings ran over squealing in joy.

"Thank you Novaton."

"Yes, thank you."

Novaton watched Starfire and Copperheart were two of his master's most precious things in his life and the he vowed that if anyone dared to harm them, they would have to go through him first. "Thank you for doing the morning chores Novaton, but I told you to stay off your ankle joint for a few days since Dusthoof kicked you yesterday.

The teenage mech understood what his master meant, Dusthoof was the temperamental zaphorse they owned, and a stupid mistake on his part resulted in him getting kicked; not once but twice. Once in the ankle and one in the nether regions. "I understand master, just wanted you to have time with the family, the wind felt strange today; like a storm is coming."

They all knew Novaton had some special talents, like being able to feel things no one else could; for instance, he and the mech were out in the field when he turned tailpipe and ran. When Timegazer got back to the home, there was a dead Pneumalion laying on the ground and from what his mate Coalfire told him was where the sparklings where playing just moments before.

He may be a slave in the eyes of everyone else, his daughters saw him as an older brother who would protect them from everything. "Ok, well we will need to be sure and keep the gallium's close to the house today and make sure their house is secure before it hits. However, I will do that and you will help Coalfire in the house, I don't need you to injure yourself any worse since the harvest is coming up"

"Yes sir, I understand."

The day progressed and when all the chores were done, the femmlings practically drug Novaton outside to the stream that ran off the Radon and by the house. Novaton sat on the bank and watched as the little ones splashed around. A little while later he heard the thunder roll off the ever-closing in clouds and called the little ones inside. By the time they got there, Coalfire scolded them for being soaking wet, but was glad they were safe. Novaton was scolded by Timegazer by disobeying his orders, but was also glad he was ok.

Not to far away in the fortress where the royal family of Iacon lived, the young prince was studying his sire's old war maps to better his strategy skills. His studies could grow taxing and the only courses that interested him were history and learning the cultures of other city-states. History was his favorite by-far and his sire had a hard time finding old manuscripts for his eager son to read.

He got so board, that he got up and walked over to his shelf and pull a book down and opened to his favorite entry, The Lost Heir, his sire used to tell him a simplified version of the story when he was a sparkling, about how the heir was lost to evil villains who took the child from his home, never to be seen again. The grief of the little one's creators caused the kingdom to fall into darkness forever.

He did tell his only creation that one day everyone hoped that the heir would return and the sun would once again shine upon the city of Kaon. He always wanted to know the true story, but at the time he was told he was to young to understand the true story so, he stuck with the version he always knew.

Optimus, knew his father wouldn't lie to him, so he closed the book and put it back on the shelf. His fire in the burner was going out, his old roomkeeper finally died of old age and though his sire put pressure on him to find a new one, he refused since it was something he could do himself. His carrier agreed and his sire backed down, not wanting to anger his queen and son. Sadly, his carrier died of a sickness that came so suddenly that no one knew what it was. This left him alone with his ever-changing sire, he would not see his son for days at a time and the only time he saw him was at the evening meal.

Hadeen soon set on the western horizon, giving way to starry skies as a break in the clouds passed overhead and the prince of Iacon cleaned himself in his private soaking pool and when he laid down on his berth, he stared at the beautifully engraved celling and wondered, what would happen he the heir of Kaon returned and would they be willing to help end the ever-growing problem within his own city? He leaned over and blew out the energon flame lantern beside his berth and fell into recharge.

On the outskirts of Iacon, Novaton was telling a story to Starfire and Copperheart with his servos in the firelight on the wall. When he finished the little ones pleaded for one more story and that's when Timegazer stepped in. "How about the story of The Lost Heir." The little ones squealed and jumped into Novaton's lap and listened as their sire retold the tale that they had heard about in school only this one was told with Timegazer playing some music he always played every now and then.

Novaton had never heard this story before and he wondered if it were true, but his was lost in thought that he didn't realize that the story was over and the younglings had fallen asleep in his lap.

The almost adult mech lay in his berth thinking about the little one from his story, how it was taken from it's family and taken somewhere only Primus knew. The only problem was no one knew what the little one looked like and so no one ever looked for him, the creators were to lost in grief to go out and look for their creation. He vowed to find the little one and bring it home to the grieving family so their city could once again see the sun. Novaton fell asleep listening to the rain fall upon the roof and dreamed of one day fulfilling his vow.