Title: The Day That Praxians Flew
Disclaimers: I in no way own Transformers or its characters. I only own the plot of this story and the Praxian Seeker idea.
Summary: After a halfway through the story, Prowl wonders if the others are truly ready for how deep the rabbit hole goes. Ironhide has his own explaining to do. Ratchet is most likely going to glitch before Red Alert, and Optimus is taking it all in stride. Oh, skyfire? Yeah, he's not as confused but is starting to wonder what Starscream is really like.
Notes: This is based on G1. I've actually pulled some things overlooked that are in the show. You'll see as you read.
Shout outs to: LadyKDQ and Cyber Alpha for their kind reviews!
Warings: contains depictions of violence, gore, and Genocide(this chapter or the next)
Time Measurements:
(measurements pulled from tfwiki)
Klik: 1.2 minutes
Groon: 1 hour
Cycle: 1 day
Breem: 8.3 minutes
Kilocycle: 1 year
Vorn: 83 years
Bond talk
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Prowl's POV
I look down at the floor thinking about what I have alreadly said. Did I have the right? Should I tell them how fair this affects the Autobots? I must have been projecting, because i feel a brush against my spark from two separate sources. Prowl, are you alright? I hear from Bluestreak through the bond. I feel reassurance from him and Smokescreen through the bond. I manage to keep myself from giving anything away to the others. They know about Highwind. If I go too much further, I cannot keep you two out of it. I reply. Then don't. I know I gamble a lot, but I'd bet it would come out eventually anyways, Prowl. Smokescreen replies. yeah, we're your trine. Best they know and get used to it...especially Jazz. Bluestreak replies.
I vent causing everyone to look at me again. "As I was saying, the Praxian Seekers laid waste to the invaders, but the damage had been done. Carriers and sparklings lay deactivated, buildings in ruin, and the survivors, both mech and femme, with their wings torn away. Vos was essentually destroyed. True, there were survivors, but the life ahead of them was not living." I say sadly. Ironhide comes over and gently rubs my door wings. He's the only one outside of my trine that knows and understands what that event did to me and my famiy, what we lost. I can feel the love from my trinemates and smile a little. "Thanks, Hide..." I say. He smiles a little. "No problem, kid" he says and sits back down.
I can practically feel the optics on me as the others watch the exchange. "Never saw ya not get mad at da nickname befo, Ironhide" Jazz says. Ironhide looks at me and I nod. "The only ones allowed to call me that are Prowl, Smokescreen, and Bluestreak." he says. "Why those three?" Red Alert asks. I vent. "Because Ironhide raised us after our creators deactivated. We three Praxians remain because we were living in Tyger Pax with Ironhide when Praxis was attacked." I say. the others look from me to Ironhide. "It's true." Ironhide says. They nod. "So, you three are brothers? Makes sense now" Ratchet says. I shake my helm. "We are not brothers, but we may as well be. We are a trine." I say. Everyone looks at me shocked. "I thought only seekers could form trines." Optimus says.
"Prowl, Smokescreen, and Bluestreak are the last of the Praxian Seekers. Smokescreen and Bluestreak remember to have seeker grade from time to time, but Prowl tends to forget when he's working. It causes his glitch because of the programming trying to reach the wings he no longer has. It is just coincidence that the glitches happen while he's being pranked." Ironhide says and glares at me. "Before any more questions, I will like to finish my story." I say and the others nod. "As I said, the Praxian Seekers knew what would become of the survivors if they were left as they were. It was the decision of Speedtrap, the leader of the Praxian Seekers, and my sire, that the Praxian Seekers would give up their wings to save their vosian brothers and sisters from madness." I say
"And how did they do that? I have never heard of this and I am curious" Optimus asks. "The Praxian Seekers removed their wings and attached them to the survivors. Praxian Seekers don't go insane if they cannot fly, like their vosian kin. Having a ground mode as well keeps them grounded and sane. It was at that moment that The Pact of Wings was made. The Pact of Wings was an agreement that not matter what happened in the future, the seekers would never injure the door wings of Praxians and the Praxians would never injure the wings of a seeker. To do so was seen as disrespectful, shameful, and a coward's way of fighting. This event brought Vos and Praxis closer together as allies. However, not all Praxian seekers were able to cope with losing their wings. My creators, along with Smokescreen and Bluestreak's comminted suicide unable to cope with us being able to fly while they cannot." I say sadly.
There's a knock on the door, and Ironhide opens the door to let Smokescreen and Bluestreak into the room. I stand up and go over to them. They wrap their arms around me, sending love and comfort through the bond. "We thought that the senate was done, but we were wrong. When word reached them about the Praxian Seekers and what had happened in Vos, they were furious. They bid their time and waited. I took them to Tyger Pax afraid of what the senate would do. When they were all in their adult frames, the senate made their move. The senate ordered a secret army to attack Praxis under the banner of the decepticons. The records were buried and any that could speak up against the senate were deactivated." Ironhide says.
To be continued...
Notes: Did anyone ever notice that there is exactly three praxians in G1? that is the required number for a trine. Also, Prowl, Smokescreen, and Bluestreak are the mirror of Starscream and his trine.