The Spark of the Wizard
A short story I have wanted to grace you all with; it's home: the darkest parts of my vault. It is a crossover between Harry Potter (Duh) and Transformers. Why? For I have been putting off stories after stories on this fan-base (Transformers BTW) I hope you enjoy.
I do not own anything and the cybertronian language (Bold writing) is Bulgarian just for this chapter. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 3: Who am I?
Darkness, that is all Harry knew when he faced the endless void. His wand griped tightly in his hand as he faced off with a figure made of metal.
"Why do you fight me?" The figure asks in a clam tone.
"I don't know, all I know is awoke here with no memory of who I am. Just a name; Harry and this stick." Harry says gripping the wand tighter.
"Your Harry?" The figure asks tilting it's head with a whrill of pistons.
"I am.. I think." Harry says.
"Well Harry I am Cube, the Allspark and life to all Cybertronians." Cube says calming Harry somewhat.
"I know that word... how do I know that word?" Harry asks.
"You are changing Sparkling, your one of my creations sent to earth before the war. Not much is know of you but a Prime, the last Prime has claimed you as his son." Cube says watching Harry drop the wand to the hard metal ground with a thud.
"I.. my head.. I see fire and pain." Harry says gripping his head.
"Be still Sparkling, your changing. Your old memories are returning." Cube says reaching it's hand over Harry's hair.
"Who am I?" Harry asks tears falling from his eyes.
"You are Windcharger an Autobot!" Cube says with a happy tone.
"Windcharger.. Optimus." Harry shouts looking around the empty plains that surround him.
"You remember now?" Cube asks.
"I am Windcharger, I am Autobot." Windcharger/Harry says as his human form vanishes leaving behind a gray machine without armor; green optics stare up at the Allspark.
"You have accepted your Sparkling form. Welcome to your new life Windcharger." Cube says vanishing from the empty surroundings.
"Wait!" Windcharger says as he fades from the empty world.
With a jolt Windcharger awakes strapped to a white table with wires from his chest stretching to a machine.
"Ah I see your finaly awake young one." Ratchet says tapping Windcharger on the head with a pen.
"Hello." Windcharger says.
"You shocked us little one, Optimus will be here soon." Ratchet says removing the straps from Windcharger.
"I want to see, I know I've changed." Windcharger says looking up into the kind optics of Ratchet.
"Very well." Ratchet says pointing towards a mirror; Windcharger stands with a wobble and walks towards the mirror with worry. Arriving at the mirror his releflection calms the young bot somewhat; His green optics scan his gray tiny armorless form.
"Sparkling?" Optimus's voice comes from behind Windcharger.
"Optimus." Windcharger says turning to the huge bot behind him.
"You look fantastic, how do you feel?" Optimus asks.
"A little bit stiff, but everything seems to be working." Windcharger says blinking his optics.
"You are perfect... I would like to call you my son Windcharger.. That is if you would have me." Optimus asks.
"Of course, you saved me from the twit." Windcharger says folding his arms over his chest.
"My son." Optimus says kneeling down to Windcharger's level.
"Dad." Windcharger says climbing into Optimus's chest.
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