AN: I claim to own nothing but Grayson and Alex. Transformers: Prime is owned by hasbro and is at their idea disposal not mine. Don't ask were in the world, Bubbles came from because i have no clue

Alex walked into the small bathroom in the house, her eyes puffy and red from crying. At lest they are not red from something else. Alex thought gentle washing away the signs of crying, I better pack for tomorrow, I wish I did not have to fly on a plane. She slowly made her way to her room, and put on music, then began to pack.

"Alex, you up there Sweetie," May called from down stairs.

"Yes, mama I'll be down in a minuet," Alex replied turning off and unplugging all of her stuff. "Do you want something mama?"

"I want to give you something Alex, it was your grandmother Kathrin's necklace, since I can not go with you. I thought that it would be go to give you some so you come back."

"Mama, why wouldn't I come back, no one can keep me from you."

Alex awoke from her dream of what happened less than two hours before, on a plane out to Nevada, she shudder thinking about being on the plane. Then she looked at the necklace in her hands. She started to sit up in the seat her hand brushed over a lump on her upper abdomen. She flinched feeling the scar again, no one knew the real truth behind that thick pink gash. She closed her eyes and thought back on that day.

Eight years ago

"ALEX, Alexandria ,where are you bubbles?" A man yelled toward an orchard of trees. Giggles of a little girl filled the air, "Bubbles come out come out." Alex continued to laugh as she ran from her father, "Bubbles your going to miss your party, see you when you get there." Alex heard her father say as she still ran in to the trees, she stopped running and saw a man standing there.

"Ah hello Alexandria." the man said

"Who are you," Alex said pulling out a small knife. She did not like the vibes she got off this guy. Bad, evil no good, don't like, is the feeling she got when she looked at him.

"Oh Alexandria you don't remember me, I'm your Uncle Silas don't be so hostile. Just come with me."

"No, I'm not going anywhere with you ever," she snapped out in the lowest most commanding voice she little frame could muster.

"Think about what your saying, by coming with me you will have a better life. I'm making a new world. I'm going to let you live in it, if you come with me and leave your weak father and mother behind, you are the first born, the strongest." She frowned at the man she was only a little nine year old girl, and he spoke as if she was going to be some powerful goddess. Alex looked over the man who said he was her uncle, she still got a bad vibe from him, she gripped the knife tighter, she didn't like this she would fight.

"No, I'm not going with you," Alex said again in the commanding voice.

"Yes you are child," Silas said grabbing for her. She pivoted and pulled the small knife out from behind her, "so you'll fight me instead of coming gently. Ok then, let's fight," he said pulling out his own knife. She lunged at him but he simply dodged her, "come again faster this time." He taunted toward Alex "You're marine martial, not Air Force like your father, my dear little brother. Your mother was a marine was she not Alexandria." Alex gritted her teeth and lunged at the man again. He laughed at her struggle to land a blow to him, " You're a good fighter for your size, I understand why my brother named you after one of the world's greatest conquers. But since you won't come with me now, I'll end this pointless fight." Silas said grabbing her wrist, then slashed his knife across her stomach. The cut was not deep, but she screamed in pain, clutching the cut as blood seeped through her shirt. She turned to see that the man was gone with out a trace.

"Alex what happen?" her father shouted from far away. Alex's eyes went wide, No, daddy can't know. She broke a branch of one of the trees and scraped in the cut from Silas. Tears streamed down her face as she made the cut wider to look like she fell from the tree. "Bubbles are you okay?" he said reaching her

"Yeah daddy, I fell from the tree I cut a gash in me." Alex said in a tough little voice.

"That's my little trooper." he said picking her up.

She opened her eyes "Since you won't come with me now," echoed in her mind. Silas would come back for her, she could feel it.

"So Grayson… do you like music?" Miko asked excitedly

"Yes, I do enjoy music, I also enjoy playing music."

Miko face broke into a large smile "What do you play Gray… I can call you Gray right?" Grayson smiled at Miko.

"Yeah you can, I miss being called Gray, and I play the cello." Miko's smile melted a bit, Grayson saw her smile melt "No one said I play classical music, it is not as heavy metal as Slash Monkey… that's the name your favorite band right, but it isn't soft and sweet either." Miko smiled again then frowned ran off to find the others.

"Grayson, may I speak with you?" a voice said from behind him.

"Oh I'm sorry I did not notice you where there sir," Grayson quickly said getting up and turning toward the large mech behind him.

"That is fine Grayson, and you do not have to call me sir, you can call me Optimus. But that is off subject, you seem sad like you regret doing something. I do not wish to pry but it does seems to show." Optimus said looking at the young man.

"You're right, Optimus I do regret doing something."

"May I know what this something is, you do not have to tell me if you do not wish to."

"No, I need to get it out. To the outside world, civilians, Grayson Brock is dead. I lied to my jerk of a father, my friends and Alex." Grayson said down casting his face.

"Was Alex your best friend?"

"Alex was more than my best friend, we most likely would have spent the rest of our lives together. But Agent Fowler came to me one day, and Alex wanted to stay with her mother. Alex was the strongest chick I knew, I loved her, but now I'll never see her. In real life I mean, I have picture but it just isn't the same… Do you want to see?" Optimus stood there contemplating the offer, showing pictures of loved ones was one way humans showed trust.

"Yes, I would like to see this Alex." Optimus said to the young man in front of him smiled and pulled out a picture of Alex in her mother's old uniform. There was no expression on her face her eyes were a stone gray almost cold, she looked like she could have gone though the training to be a military personal, but she was still too young. "Alex reminds me of someone I loved but left, hopeful her fate will not be the same as the person I loved." Elita, I miss you my love.

Please Review i write faster if you do ^-^ be happy Again i appogise for any OOCness i'm trying not to be OOC yes I Know so far Elita is not in prime but hay this is my story so she gonna be in it a little bit cuz OPXEO is my OTP and they need the lovin'