Authors Note: Hope you guys enjoy this. The purpose of this story is having fun and to practice writing again.

This story mostly follows the Aligned continuity. Mostly (Looks at RID)

There will be a ton of lore and characters from other storylines/comics/cartoons.

Imma try something that I don't normally do with my characters which is to yeet them in stories (my own or not) with already established relationships with the canon characters. While it's not a big issue, I just find that, when I write these scenes, most of the time the interactions between the two or more characters, who seemingly have known each other for a long time, have awkward moment in writing, like it's not genuine or doesn't tug at your heartstrings. So I'm trying to really practice that!

Sorry for my ramble, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimers: I only own my OC(s) and don't take this too seriously, it's for fun :)

Chapter 1: Awakened

Cold.

Why do I feel so cold?

Oh…I know why.

I've died. Yet…I am here.

The endless void that surrounds me contains no light and echoes no sound. I feel weightless, my body is drifting through what seems to be an endless night. I don't exactly remember how I got here; I just know that I have passed on. Perhaps…this is what I deserve. For leaving. This never-ending darkness is the universes' gift to me.

I asked to be left alone. And I got what I asked for.

"You are not alone Roseanne…"

Out of the darkest pits of void sprouts a small blue light. It looks about the size of a butterfly. As it flutters towards me, I feel its warmth, it reminds me of the warmth a campfire brings on a cold night.

I ask," What is this...Where?"

"In between everywhere and nowhere. A pocket in space where time is meaningless."

I squint, looking into the light's fire," Who are you…?"

"Time has forgotten my name. But in stories, my brothers and sisters call me, The Arisen."

"Your brothers and sisters…?"

"You have bonds with them…The ones you know as Cybertronians."

I blink, "...What would a Cybertronian force(?) want with me…"

A bitter taste left my mouth after I spoke those words and then anger awakened within me,"I don't want anything to do with Cybertron anymore! I want to be left alone-!"

The light interrupts, calmly stating"-I am aware that you are ill…That you were dying before that bullet even struck your heart."

Shock stops me from continuing to yell…

…Was this thing watching me? How else would it have known…?

And they said a bullet…what was I doing?..

After a brief moment of silence, the light flickers and travels in space and continues to speak," And I am also aware that once you found out you had shut down. You left because you didn't want the others in your life to…But in the end that did more harm than good."

The light gets close to my face, the same as an older sibling would when scolding a toddler, "You chose a selfish path so you could avoid the truth of the matter and didn't have to tell them. You moved far away and didn't consider the feelings of the people around you."

The light spat venomous words, " You. Ran. Away…"

I look directly into the light's flames, the intensity of the brightness hurting my eyes.

"...Yes, I did run away…"

The light backs away, letting me speak.

"...I found out about my illness around the time when we got the transmission about how Optimus passed on…I felt that if I didn't say it, then it wouldn't be real, that I could just live with the time I had and could ignore the reality of it…but then …. God, I messed up…," tears blur my vision and I covered my face.

I feel ashamed. Ashamed about my behavior, ashamed of my actions, upset I didn't have the gall to even say goodbye to them, all I did was leave a letter…God, I'm a coward…

"That's why…I am offering you a second chance."

I look up, the light has stopped moving, perfectly hovering in the abyss almost still.

"Why…?" I ask.

"In truth, your life was cut short, it was not meant to end just yet, but life is unpredictable as it is expected to be. And you are still needed to help guide the future and to help stop the storm that is approaching."

The light pauses for a moment.

"On one condition…you would become a Cybertronian."

"What."

Did I just hear that right? This ball of light wants to turn me into a Cybertronian.

"This ball of light has limited power as of right now. I can't resurrect you as you are. You would still be on death's doorstep. If you were to be brought back as a Cybertronian, your ailment would be gone forever and never come back."

"...You are willing to bring me back and completely heal me?"

"That is if you accept…There is one more thing I must mention. Time has passed in your world…it has been about 12 years since you were alive."

"...12 years?"

" Yes. Now you must make your choice. "

What do I choose...Do I go back or stay here? If I were to go back, I would no longer be human, but the tumor would be gone. If I were to stay…there would be nothing for me here…It almost feels like the choice has already been made for me.

"Have you made your decision?"

I close my eyes and clench my fist with determination.

" I accept your terms Arisen, I wish to return to the living world."

The light stays quiet. It starts to grow bigger, banishing the darkness away. I begin to sweat as the temperature gets hotter and hotter. Then finally, the light blinds me, I turn my head away.

"I wish you luck on your journey…Snowsteel."

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

- Saytr

Update Dec 3rd- Just fixed some grammar errors

Update Feb 7th- Fixing more errors