Title: The Day That Praxians Flew
Disclaimers: I in no way own Transformers. I only own the plot and the Praxian Seeker idea.
Warnings: Possible smut, depictions of violence, gore, and anything else that might pop up mid writing this.
Song choice: 'Warrior' by Beth Crowley
Bond Talk
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Summary: A day after that revealing meeting, Jazz goes over what he learned. Jazz's past resurfaces in his mind and we are along for the ride.
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Jazz's POV
(Sorry if I don't get his accent right)
It's been ah cycle and ah half since da battle and ah was worried about Prowl. Ah never saw him so shook up. It's almost insane how much he kept from us all, and not just him! Smokescreen, ah can see keeping things under wraps, he is ah psychiatrist after all, but Bluestreak? He's seems so innocent most of the time, like Bumblebee. Maybe ah should see about training dat kid in special ops...Maybe not...Prowl would have meh aft if something happened ta him. Ah have been wandering da arc hallways since ah woke up too early this cycle. Everything that was brought ta light yesterday made ah lot of things click ta meh.
Flashback Starts
First, Starscream is actually meh mentor, Highwind. Highwind took meh under his wing, literally, and raised meh. Ah was left for scrap in Kaon in da deactivated pile of bots behind the Pits. Ah was too young...too weak...too pathetic ta survive da Pits. That's what meh sire, Miester said as he tore meh apart, but he did leave meh alive...guess he did care ah little. The Pit Boss (not related to shorty from the tv show) decided that it would cost too much ta fix meh up. So, he threw meh away. Ah guess ah was finally free of that place. Ah vented as best as ah could with meh damage, taking in the air as ah free bot for da first time since ah was born. Ah guess it was luck dat allowed Highwind ta be passing by or fate. He took meh from that scrapheap and carried meh ta ah medic friend of his, Lifeline.
Lifeline tried his best, but meh optics were shot and the connections dat would've allowed new ones ta replace them were fried beyound repair. Ah wouldn't be able ta see again. Dat didn't scare him off. Instead, it made him even more determined ta help meh. "What's Your name, youngling?" he asked. Ah looked down out of respect and habit for when ah better was speaking ta meh. "Meh name is Ricochet, Sir" Ah say hoping dat meh accent didn't offend him like it did others. "Hold your helm up, Ricochet. You are no longer a slave, but a free mech. You are worth no less than I or anyone else, as you are no better than your roots. Never forget where you came from, but forget your anger and fear. They are long gone." Highwind said as we rode a transport out of Kaon.
Ah nod and look up ta where his voice came from. "If Ah am free, do ah get ah new name?" ah ask. Highwind chuckles ah little. "If that is your wish, youngling. It may be wise, in order to keep you free." He said ta meh. Ah nod and spend da rest of the trip ta Iacon thinking about meh new name. Ah feel da transport stop and Highwind picks meh up. "Ah can walk, sir." Ah protest but Highwind only chuckles. "That is true, but you are blind, youngling and Iacon is a huge city with busy streets and walkways. I do not want to lose you in the crowd." Highwind says. Ah nod and listen ta da sounds of da city. It wasn't like Kaon. It was more peaceful sounding. it was not uncommon ta hear screams at all groons in Kaon, but here, there was only da sounds of traffic, of bots walking around, and of the exchange of conversation.
Highwind stopped by ah food stand and its smell was unlike anything ah have ever smelled. Meh mouth watered a little but ah tried not ta be rude. Highwind chuckles. Ah look towards his voice confused. "If you are hungry, tell me, youngling. I am your caretaker now. It is my job to look after you." he says and ah nod. "Six of your freshest oil cakes please." Ah hear Highwind say ta da vendor. Oil cakes! Ah have heard vendors yelling out about them ta da crowd in da pits, but ah never thought ah would get ta taste one! Highwind pays for da cakes and hands meh one of them. It's warm in meh tiny servos and feels like it's as big as meh helm. "Be careful, it's still hot, youngling" Highwind says as he starts walking again. "Jazz..." ah say before taking ah bite of meh oil cake. It tastes even better than ah imagined. "What was that?" Highwind asks. Ah swallow da bite and reply, "Jazz, meh name is Jazz" Highwind chuckles. "That it is, Jazz." he says.
When ah finished meh oil cake, Highwind stops. "Do you want another one, Jazz?" he asks and ah nod a little. Ah hear Highwind open da bag da cakes were put in and he hands meh another one. "you have three more, Jazz. So, let me know if you are still hungry." he says. Ah nod and eat the cake happily. Highwind starts ta move again. Soon, we are stopped by some mechs. "Clearance, Sir." one mech says. "Autobot Third in Command and Sky Commander, Highwind. Authorization code, Alpha, Foxtrot, 6, 4, 2, 7, 1" Highwind says as another mech checks his credintials. "You're good, Sir. We don't usually get the pleasure of greeting you" the second mech says. "I have a new charge. This is Jazz. He will be living with me and my trine from now on." Highwind says. "Of course Sir. Be sure to take him to see Ratchet so we can get his spark signature into the system. We don't want any accidents." the first mech says.
Highwind starts ta walk again as he hands meh another cake. Ah smile and eat on it as he walks ta what ah assume is da medbay. Ah wander what this Ratchet is like. Ah only had one good experience with ah medic and that was Lifeline. However, one experience is not enough ta get rid of ah little over five vorns of pain and fear. Ah start ta tremble a little. "Jazz, what is wrong?" Highwind asks stopping for a moment. "Ah don't like medics..." Ah say and finish meh oil cake. "Are you still hungry?" Highwind asks. Ah shake meh helm. "I will save the other two for later then. Anyways, Ratchet is a gentle mech with sparklings and younglings. So, you will be safe." highwind says and Ah nod. "What about da grown ups?" Ah ask. Highwind chuckles "They usually do something stupid to get hurt and it makes him mad." Highwind explains. Ah nod. "Then, when Ah grow up, ah'll be smarter than everyone else. That way ah don't make Ratchet mad at meh." ah say.
To be continued...
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Notes: will get back to Prowl and his trine in a few chapters. for now, we are focusing on Jazz and Highwind's relationship.