17,000 years later . . .

The sun rose over cybertron and as it was high in the sky a certain bot decided to have a little fun. He was very fast and so went out into a wide metal valley on cybertron where he knew he could run as fast as he could or do whatever he wanted. It was somewhat a canyon place where there were cliffs and high places to look over the valley. He liked this place the most on his home planet for this was the only place he could show his true self.

He ran to the end of one cliff and just smiled. You thought he would stop because of the long fall, but he was not afraid. He jumped straight off it and as he fell downward he let loose his true self. He shot out a power that he had that enabled him to fly with a golden force around himself.

He liked having these powers. He had had them ever since he was born, but as he grew so did they. He knew that most didn't like his powers for reasons he didn't know, but he liked them and so only worked with them when no one was around. That is why he always came to this valley to better understand and control his powers.

He figured most feared what he could do. What he was capable of doing, but he didn't mind. All he minded was what he could do with his powers like fly or lift things or shoot pulse forces at his enemies and such. If his mother found out he was doing this, or his grandfather, he would be in so much trouble, but that is why he did this during school . . . or at least lunch break where no one would notice he was gone.

He liked having all this power to himself. No one could stop him. No one even tried in the first place for hardly anyone knew, except his closest friends and family. He always wondered what would happen if he used his powers against another transformer and he always wondered where he got these powers. There was no way he could have gotten such incredibleness out of nowhere . . . it just wasn't possible.

As he flew around testing to see how long his powers would hold him he felt free for the first time in a long time . . . before he knew his heavy weighing duty . . . before he knew how much was on the name of a Prime. As he thought about this his thoughts were interrupted as the sounds of his two best friends cheered for him at the edge of a cliff. He smiled and so came to them as they admired how well he controlled those powers of his.

"Hot dang Exillion," smiled Opensky as he and his twin sister watched Exillion land before them. "You got a tight hold of those powers of yours. I'd be sweet to have powers."

"That was sweet Exillion," smiled Roadflare wiggling her hips a bit as the young Primeling landed.

"Not as sweet as you Roadflare," smiled Exillion as he came up to her and kissed his girlfriend.

As Opensky watched his best friend kiss his sister for the longest time he sighed and got a bit annoyed. He rolled his optics and head saying as he pushed himself between the two-

"Alright, alright already. That's enough. You can make out with my sister later, but for now don't we have somewhere to go?"

"Oh yea, that's right. Lunch break's almost over. Don't want mom to get on me for skipping part of school again," said Roadflare.

"Why? she pampers you," said Opensky. "I'm the one who get's it, by dad and by mom."

"Well that's just your own fault brother," smiled Roadflare as she flicked her brother between the optics and just above his faceplate.

"Come on, let's go guys," smiled Exillion as he took off.

"Now that's what I'm talkin' about," smiled Opensky as he took off into the air after his sister.

All three of them were the best of friends and so very young. They grew up together and were pretty much raised the same way. The twins looked mostly like their father Jetfire which it broke their mother's spark seeing her daughter look like her father instead of her. Opensky somewhat acts like Jetfire as well, but a bit more different.

Roadflare was done just yet breaking her mother's spark for she decided to be like her brothers and act like them instead of act more feminine. Thunderblast wanted her daughter to be just like her. Seductive, beautiful, and pretty much full of herself all the time thinking she was the hottest thing on the planet and no one could resist her. Roadflare wasn't like that though she wanted to play with the boys and the only way to do so was to act like one and so she did, but when she grew she became very beautiful and had very nice curves to her body that made her catch many of the boys optics a pair belonging to her best friend Exillion.

The three of them were best friends for the longest time till last milliennia when Exillion decided to ask Roadflare out and she say yes. Now the two are dating and are the most cutest couple in school according the the year book. They hope to take that title again this milliennia. It seemed like they had just started dating, it always felt so new to them and so they enjoyed each other's company very much.

When they were little they enjoyed wrestling with one another and they never imagined they would come this far as to dating. Instead of wrestling like they always did back then now all they wanted was to hold each other close ever so gently and make out like normal teenagers. Sometimes Exillion would have to stop himself for he would never quit if he could, but the thing was he had too much to do and so did she, but he wished he could spend more time with her than just at school or study groups. He loved her and she loved him and so perhaps one day they would get married, but that day was a long time away and so they focused on now . . . for now.

Opensky and Roadflare always flew a little too fast and sometimes a little too low. They liked living on the dangerous side. Their brother Jetstream was being trained in the army and so he could never join them, but even he wasn't that wild. It must have been just that time for those younglings.

The twins did twists and turns and watched Exillion down on the group as he drove, in his car mode he enjoyed so much, to try and make it to school first.

"Face it Ex, you're just not fast enough!" smiled Opensky as the school came in sight and he flew before his sister.

"Oh yea, we'll see about that!" smiled Exillion as he put the pedal to the metal.

He drove so fast his engines could have overheated, but it was enough of a chance just to see Opensky's face as he waited for him at school.

"WHA-?! How did you get here first?!" gasped Opensky his mouth dropping under his faceplate, but his wide optics were enough of an expression to tell he was shocked beyond belief.

"I told you I was fast," smiled Exillion leaning against the school wall and looking all that. "I've been racing with my mom so I know a thing or two."

"Hey do you think you get that speed from you dad too?" asked Opensky as they walked inside as lunch break ended.

"I don't know," said Exillion never really thinking about it that way. "I never knew him so I wouldn't know."

"I'm sure he would have loved you though," smiled Roadflare rubbing his back gently. "I heard he was fast."

"Yea, apparently fast enough to conceive you and then leave your mother," came a snickering voice.

All at once the three rolled their optics, sighed, and turned to see Hardglare . . . pretty much the mean jock of the school who thinks the bigger the stronger and scarier. He was the son of a transformer autobot soldier that never much liked Optimus Prime, but the decepticon's either. It appears he inherited his father's attitude as well.

"What do you want now Hardglare?" asked Exillion so sick of this guy. "I already been to the principle's office this month because of getting in a quarrel with you."

"Just making sure you stay where you belong . . . freak!" glared Hardglare as he and his group of idiots came closer to Exillion and his friends.

"What did you call me?" growled Exillion never being called that before, he was called other names but not that name.

"You heard me freak!" spat Hardglare. "You're a freak just like your old man. Every one knows he was Unicron and so that makes you that son of Unicron!"

After that all let out mocking laughs and ever Exillion wanted to show him a thing or two. It seemed no matter what there was always this guy at school that gets under your metal.

"Exillion, come on, they're not worth it," said Roadflare grabbing his arm and trying to pull him away from them.

"Hey there sweet thing," smiled Hardglare winking at her. "Why don't you ride with us little dear. You don't belong with this freak. I can give you some real lovin'."

That was it. First Hardglare insults his father, and, he thought he heard, his mother and now his girlfriend. He wasn't getting away with this. All could see this too.

"Here we go," sighed Opensky seeing Exillion's rage boil as Hardglare spoke to Roadflare like this.

Exillion then tackled the bully and just began to knock his lights out. Hardglare's buddies all joined in on the fight while Opensky and Roadflare tried to stop this madness.

Exillion sat just outside of the princable's office in that same seat he always sat in just waiting. Also that same transformer who always seemed to be there and he had gotten to know quite well was there too.

"How's it going Xill?" he asked smiling his dumb smile at him.

"Same ole Overturn," sighed Exillion as he placed his head on his fists and just looked down.

Then after a long pause of awkward silence Overturn looked at Exillion with his mouth open saying-

"Is your mom comin'?"

"Yea . . . she always does," sighed Exillion. "Why?"

"Dude your mom's hot," smiled Overturn being ever so stupid.

Exillion looked at the drugy transformer and just glared at him sideways never knowing why everyone thought his mom was so hot. He didn't, well that could be because she was his mom . . . yea, that would help. Exillion just bowed his head again and sighed, but shot up as he heard the sound of high heels on the school floor coming closer and closer. He knew that angry walk sound anywhere . . . no doubt it was his mom.

Before he knew he was looking at two red slim legs before him that were standing in a very disappointed/angry way. He looked up slowing wincing as he saw his mom's angry face.

"H-hi, mom," stuttered Exillion knowing he was in for it.

Override placed a hand over her face and sighed. She was so tired of coming down here what seemed like every month, or week! She then looked at her son and said-

"Why do you do this to me Exillion?"

"Mom I can explain," said Exillion getting up.

"I DON'T want to hear it!" said Override raising her voice just a bit.

"Hey Exillion's mom," smiled Overturn waving just a bit.

"Hi Overturn," sighed Override knowing him all too well.

She then looked at her son who seemed to not be able to stay out of trouble. She then shook her head and pushed him inside the princable's office saying-

"Come on, let's go and get it over with."

"But mom," started Exillion.

"Don't you but me boy!" pointed Override. "You are out of control that is why I called your grandfather here."

"Grandpa, but mom!" complained Exillion not really wanted Optimus Pime to come.

"No!" said Override. "I said NO!"

Exillion then sat down and so did Override before the princable.

"Hey Scattershot," sighed Override feeling ever so embarrassed to be back here.

"Hey Override," sighed Scattershot. "I'm sorry I had to call yew down here again, but you know the problem."

"Yes . . . he's too much like his father," said Override glaring at her son seeing Hot Shot right through him.

"I'm afraid in his case and at his age that's not such a good thing," said Scattershot crossing his arms.

The door then opened and in walked Optimus Prime.

"Sorry I'm late," said Optimus shutting the door.

"Optimus Prime sir!" shot up Scattershot saluting him.

"Ha, ha, at ease soldier," chuckled Optimus seeing his old friend. "Remember you're not in the army any longer."

"Oh, sorry about that sir," said Scattershot sitting back down. "Reflexes, heh."

"So what's the case now huh?" asked Optimus looking at his grandson who really didn't want to look at him.

"Fighting on school property," said Scattershot.

"Hhh, again?!" sighed Optimus heavy with frustration.

"I'm afraid so," said Scattershot.

"Did anyone get hurt?" asked Optimus.

"Just the usual . . . Hardglare," sighed Scattershot leaning back in his chair.

"That boy is nothing but trouble. I want you to stay away from him!" pointed Override at her boy.

"He won't stay away from me. I was just talking with Opensky and Roadflare when-" started Exillion trying to explain things.

"I know, I know, it's that same ole story," sighed Override looking at Scattershot. "Just tell me what will become of my son."

"Well if he keeps this up I shall have no choice, but to expel him from school for a couple days and I don't know about yew, but that won't look too good on his Prime resume."

"Oh, I am so SICK of this!!" cried Exillion as he got up and left.

"Exillion, Exillion you come back!" ordered Override, but he was gone.

"I'll go get him," said Optimus leaving the room.

Override just placed her hand over her mouth and just shook her head. Where did she go wrong?

"Exillion what has gotten into you?" asked Optimus as he approached his grandson.

"Everything!" said Exillion flapping his arms. "I try and defend the right of my father and girlfriend and I'm the one who gets in trouble?! Also why can't you just leave me alone?! I don't want to be Prime so stop pushing it! I can't be what you want me to be . . . I can't impress you . . . or anyone. I can't do this grandpa!"

"I never wanted you to," said Optimus. "Look I know it is hard being the next Prime but you have to-"

"No, I don't!" pointed Exillion. "I don't have to understand if I don't want to. I am so sick of this! If I could I would not choose this life. I hate being a Prime."

"Well you have no choice son, you were born into this whether you like it or not," said Optimus showing the hard truth.

"Well I hate it!" cried Exillion.

"Now calm down son," said Optimus holding his hands up a bit.

"You're not my father so don't you-!"

"No, but I am your grandfather and so you need to learn and respect me," said Optimus.

"Why . . . when you're never around?" asked Exillion as he leaned against the wall and started calming down as sad emotion caught him. "You'll leave just like my dad did."

"Exillion," sighed Optimus coming up to his grandson. "Your father did leave."

"What do you mean?" asked Exillion looking at his grandfather who was trying to comfort him.

"He's right here," smiled Optimus placing his hand over Exillion's spark.

Exillion gazed at Optimus' hand on his spark for the longest time till Optimus let go and said-

"You know your father . . . he died protecting the ones he loved from Unicron."

"Then why is ever calling him Unicron?" asked Exillion.

"Because he bore his spark," sighed Optimus finding it ever so hard to tell his grandson that his father held the spark of the most evil one in the universe.

"So that's why," sighed Exillion.

"Yes," shook Optimus. "But I just want you to know that he never meant to leave us with agony, but a better life."

"You call this a better life?' asked Exillion.

"Well he left us you son," smiled Optimus.

Exillion couldn't help but smile at his grandfather. he could always make him feel better and ever he loved him. Exillion then shook his head and said-

"Thanks grandpa."

"You're welcome son, just try and be nicer okay since you know the truth," pointed Optimus.

"I will," smiled Exillion.

"Good boy," smiled Optimus as he wrapped his arm around his head and pulled him close so he could kiss him on the head. "Now go get your mother and let's go home."

"Kay," said Exillion leaving.

"I'm glad you can Optimus sir," said Red Alert as he held a couple of stats before him.

"What is it Red Alert?" asked Optimus. "Did you find out why Exillion was so powerful?"

"Yes," said Red Alert pausing a bit wondering how to say this. "Through time this power of his grew, sort of like Hot Shot's but a bit more different."

"Yes, and?" asked Optimus. "How did he get this."

"From . . . the missing piece of Primus' spark," Red Alert struggled to say.

Optimus froze in spoke at hearing this. In Exillion is where the missing spark resided. How and why?

"When he was conceived the missing piece must have gone out of Hot Shot and into his son therefore . . . letting Unicron free to take over," sighed Red Alert.

"So are you saying . . . if Exillion never was . . . Hot Shot . . . would still be here?" asked Optimus.

"I believe so," sighed Red Alert casting his optics down.

It wasn't right thought Optimus. Why did things have to be this way? Why did someone have to die in order for someone else to live?! This happened with Elita One and now Hot Shot. Why did Primus have to be this way, why did He do this?

"Optimus I'm sorry," said Red Alert.

Things never seemed to be right with him. Optimus knew this. The Primes were never meant to live a normal life perhaps. It wasn't fair and so why did Primus to this to his family, why his? Optimus knew he would never know till he die, but that would be so long away.

"Don't tell Exillion, or Override," sighed Optimus as he readied to leave.

"But . . . shouldn't they know?" asked Red Alert.

"No," sighed Optimus. "They wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Yes sir," said Red Alert bowing just a bit as Optimus left.

And so Optimus left to go spend whatever more time he had with his family.