Hot Shot's girl: Okay I am sorry I couldn't update in forever and I apologize to the people who absolutely LOVE this story and wanted updates faster. Well sorry this chapter is so short, but the next one should be longer I think. So enjoy and again sorry for the long wait.
Optimus took his grandson to the very core of cybertron. It was a place he had never been before and so it was an experiance he'd never forget seeing so many great and wonderous things. On the very walls were old carving from the first 13 and first Primes. His ancestors.
He was so caught up in everything around him he lost track where he was. There were so many ways to go down there only someone who knew this place very well could walk through it and not get lost. Optimus knew it and so led Exillion to the core where he needed to be. He watched as his awe-strick grandson gazed at his everything around him and not to where he was going.
This was good. Optimus led him to the core and before Exillion knew it Optimus had backed out of the room and closed the door on him. The slamming of the large doors snapped him back into reality and so he turned and found Optimus had gone.
"Grandpa? . . . Grandpa?!" he called wondering where he had went, but he was gone and Exillion had no clue to get out.
But then . . . there came a bright light behind Exillion and he turned to see something more wonderous and amazing than old carvings . . . it was Primus' very spark . . . the allspark. The one place all sparks go to when they exstinguish. He couldn't even keep his mouth shut seeing this wonder. It was worth more than a million words by far.
He then noticed small ghost-like lights all around him. They went through and around him and he tried to get away from them, but they were everywhere.
"What is this?!" he gasped seeing them all.
He then noticed certain ones taking shape of old transformers of long ago . . . and some not too long ago. He knew none of them though, but he had seen images of some. It surprised him to see all these war heroes from long ago.
"Wow Omega . . . and Surpreme . . .!" smiled Exillion turning everywhere to see someone from hystory, it was amazing!
His smile then vanished as someone spoke to him saying-
"Heh, you act like you haven't seen these bots in forever."
Exillion's gut turned inside him as a sharp gasp crept to him. He slowly turned wondering if this one speaking to was one he knew of, but when he looked at him he found it was someone he hadn't remembered ever seeing before . . . or so he thought. It was a yellow and red transformer, very young looking. He just smiled a very familiar smile at him.
"Um . . . do I know you?" asked Exillion looking at him. "Your smile looks formiliar, but . . . I can't tell."
"Well then maybe this will work," smiled the transformer changing his appearence.
"Whoa, what the-?!" gasped Exillion jumping back not knowing he could change like that.
He then changed into his latest form and a form Exillion recognized. He couldn't even say his name for he was so afraid and awe-struck.
"Recognize me now?" he asked holding out his arms.
Exillion shook his head replying 'yes' but couldn't say his name. The only thing he could say was-
"Everyone said I look just like you . . . I don't see it."
"Well then they must mean by this," he smiled changing to a form before his bulking one and now Exillion knew why . . . he was his spinning image.
"How can you do that?!" gasped Exillion.
"Well when you're dead you can pretty much do anything," he chuckled.
"So you are . . . my . . . you're," Exillion couldn't even say his own father's name.
"My name's Hot Shot kid," smiled Hot Shot. "And wow . . . I'm glad I finally got the chance to meet you . . . I've heard so much about you."
"Like what?" blushed Exillion.
"Like you look just like me and act the same as well," smiled Hot Shot placing his fists on his hips.
"So . . . what do you think?" asked Exillion a bit afraid of what his own father would say about him.
"Well you know what any other father would say to a boy like you," said Hot Shot crossing his arms as to give him a lecture.
Exillion bowed his head and waited for it . . . but it never came. Hot Shot only smiled and placed a soft hand on his son's shoulder and said-
"I can't be more proud of you than a father could Exillion."
Exillion jolted up in sheer surprise hearing Hot Shot say this about him. Even after all he's done . . . all the wrong his father is still proud of him. Hot Shot saw this in his emotion and so just smiled an 'it's okay' smile.
"I was like you too son," smiled Hot Shot nodding. "I'm sure everyone here was once."
"Why'd . . . why'd you have to die?" asked Exillion with tears in his optics.
Hot Shot then took his hand on Exillion's shoulder and just bowed his head and sighed. He hated this question, but knew it was coming.
"It wasn't easy son . . . but I had to do it. For everyone. You see I had this darkness inside me that wasn't my own. I never asked for it . . . it just picked me. That is was Unicron and ever he wanted out and control. It was the only way to end him and I knew this . . . so did your grandfather, but he didn't want to admit it."
"But wasn't there another way?" asked Exillion his spark aching that he never got to see him or even spend time with his own father whom he would have surely loved and cherished. "I heard Primus placed part of his spark in you to stop Unicron from fully taking control."
Hot Shot's ghostly optics only grew darker trying to find the right words to say to him. He sighed once more and said-
"Yes he did . . . but I lost it."
"How could you lose it?! It was a part of you right?! So it should have stayed and-"
"A part of me left when I bonded with your mother Xill," said Hot Shot.
Exillion paused as Hot Shot finished.
"You," said Hot Shot looking at him with loving optics.
Exillion was shocked to find out about this revelation. Him?! How could it be him?! What did he ever do?
But then it struck him . . . how else could he have such amazing powers? It was Primus' . . . he had the missing spark. He remembered hearing about his father's demise but little did he know that he was the cause.
"No," gasped Exillion moving back. "I can't be . . . it's not true . . . is it?"
"I'm afraid so, but we found out a little too late," sighed Hot Shot. "I didn't even know Override was carrying you when all this happened. I should have known when they coudn't find the missing peice."
"So . . . I . . . killed you?" asked Exillion tears blinding him.
"No, no," said Hot Shot coming closer to his son. "It was my time aparently . . . but Primus if I could I would do it all over again. I would change nothing because you're perfect."
"So . . . were you overjoyed when I came into this world or did you figure things out and regret even binding with mom?" asked Exillion.
"I'd never regreted anything in my life ever so don't you go doing just that!" pointed Hot Shot. "You are MY son and so you should not regret NOTHING."
"But I do," said Exillion. "I regret not ever getting the chance to meet you . . ."
"Well here it is," smiled Hot Shot holding his arms wide open.
Exillion hesitated for a moment, but then threw away all this fears and stupid pride of never knowing his real father and so ran into Hot Shot's arms. Even though he was dead and had ben for a very long time he got to hold and hug his father like he had always wanted to. A couple of regretful tears ran down his cheeks now seeing his chance to touch his own father. He was sad and yet happy, but sad mostly for he knew this moment would end.
"There, there son," sighed Hot Shot. "I'm here right now. Just cry on me."
"I always wanted you I did!" cried Exillion digging his head in Hot shot's chest. "No matter what I said about never wanting a father . . . I always wanted you."
At that even Hot Shot had shed a tear. His sparkling, his own son, he finally got to hold for the first time. He didn't care how long or how old he was at least he got to do just this for this is what he wanted ever since the day of his birth.
"I got my wish," smiled Hot Shot.
No one knew how long it had been as they hugged each other but they hoped it was forever. When Hot Shot finally let go he wiped all of Exillion's tears away and smiled asking-
"So . . . how is your mother doing?"
"Good I guess," shrugged Exillion. "She really misses you though."
"Hm, I miss her too," smiled Hot Shot remembering her. "Has she ever taken you racing yet?"
"She races?" asked Exillion.
"There's my answer," chuckled Hot Shot. "Yes she races. Me and her were the fastest there was or ever would be. She almost loved it more than me."
Exillion just smiled thinking of his mother as a speed demon. He would have never guessed.
"I guess she puts her role as mother above all else huh?" asked Hot Shot.
"I guess so," said Exillion.
"Well, when you have the time take the time to race her and see if she's still as fast as ever 'kay?" smiled Hot Shot.
"Okay, I will," smiled Exillion.
"Good . . . does she . . . does she still look the same?" asked Hot Shot.
"I don't think she's changed really," said Exillion.
"Hmm . . . that means she's still as beautiful since the day when I first laid optics on her . . . Primus I miss her . . . if I could I would hold her and never let go, but then again you are a part of her so in a way I am," smiled Hot Shot remembering her beauty.
Hot Shot looked up and around at Primus' glowing spark and so said-
"You have an amazing power Exillion. Make sure you use it wisely 'kay? I had to even with Unicron's power, oh and another thing make sure the weight and burden of being a Prime doesn't bring you down too far 'cause it was never supposed to. It was meant to be a great oppurtunity for one to protect cybertron to its fullest. I never really got a chance to be one, so when you do make sure you're the best."
Exillion smiled and shook his head saying-
"Thanks . . . I'll try."
"Good, at least you'll do that," smiled Hot Shot.
Then after a long pause Hot Shot's face grew sader and he said-
"Well I have to go now son . . . and so do you. I was glad I got to meet you."
"Me too dad," smiled Exillion wishing he would stay, but he knew it couldn't be so. "When I become Prime I want to try and find a way to bring you back."
"Heh, you go ahead and do that," smiled Hot Shot knowing it was impossible, but let Exillion believe it. "If you do somehow, someday, someway we have a whole lot of catching up to do."
"You said it," smiled Exillion.
"Tell your mother that I miss her and I still love her more than life itself . . . as you can see," chuckled Hot Shot.
"I will," nodded Exillion.
"'Kay . . . bye son . . . I love you forever," said Hot Shot waving good-bye.
"I will too and I'll never forget you!" said Exillion.
Then in a flash of light he vanished and Exillion was all alone starring at the allspark. He bowed his head and sighed-
"I'll never forget you."
He then felt a soft hand touch his shoulder and he slowly turned to see his grandfather sadly smiling at him. Optimus knew Exillion had seen Hot Shot and he knew that he only ached to see him once again. Optimus just wanted him to know now that everything was going to be alright.
"Grandpa!" gasped Exillion clinging to him and letting his sad tears for his father fall.
Optimus only tightened his embrace on his grandson and sighed. He laid the side on his face on his grandson's head and just stayed there till Exillion could contain himself. Optimus just let him know it was okay to break down every once in a while . . . even the Primes needed to.
Override waited for them to return and when they had night had come once again. He gasped seeing them come and so she ran out to meet them. She stopped before them seeing they were silent. She looked at her son and saw he was full of thought and then she gazed at Optimus who only smiled and nodded.
Override smiled and did the same. She then came up and placed her hand on his shoulder saying his name-
"Exillion?"
Exillion then was brought out of thought and looked at his mother. She deserved a better son she did, at least one that treated her better . . . but it was never too late to start now. He just smiled and came closer to her gazing into her emerald optics asking-
"Mom . . . wanna race?"