Hey spring break has started, and so has track season so updates might be slower cause of having no time to write, just a fair warning. my friend really got me started on this chapter and her asking of what is to happen next.
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"Bubbles wake up, Bubbles," a man's voice said gentle shaking Alex's shoulder.
"Daddy is that you?… Am I dead." Alex questioned starting to opening her eyes to a bright light only to clench them shut again.
"Not yet, my brother has not killed you yet, my little trooper. But there is someone you need to met he has waited millenniums for you to rewaken the well of life." He said helping Alex sit up, "Primus, my little trooper. Come."
"Alex are you sure you want to do this, it will not be easy," Elita said coming behind Alex's father.
"Nothing in life is easy, if it was what would the point of a long life. If everything could be experienced, what would be exciting?" Alex said standing up, feeling again invincible as went Elita join her consciousness. Her arms and thighs were glowing with the scripts, "I am ready, I will take any burden for a chance that the world I know will not be tainted by Silas."
Elita looked at the girl, she vented softly, No wonder you compared her to me, she is very similar me Optimus. She smiled, turned on a heal and started to walk the way she had come, Alex followed her turning her head to see her father one more time.
"Goodbye Alex my dear we will be together again in time, but now except the new life you were given," her father said with a big smile. Alex nodded excepting her new orders.
Slowly the scenery changed from a bright white light to a dismal gray as they walked.
"What is this place Elita?" Alex softly said.
"Cybertron my home world, as it is now. Do not be freighted, the longer we walk the deeper we go into the past. There will be battles as my home was ravaged by civil war," Alex nodded already see figments of the past. Male looking robots clashing swords and other weapons, while others were exchanging fire, female ones running along the edges of the battle, shooting as well. Soon they faded to a more peaceful time were it seamed more of market hub then a war zone. They also faded to were there seemed to be abandonment of the world although not destroyed, empty. Alex looked ahead, a tall building with a blue glowing pool in front of it with thirteen robots male and female standing around it. "This is the place were Primus join his life force with the life force of Cybertron and the Well of Allspark was created. We shall see Primus at this time, before the joining of life forces." They walked past the original thirteen also fading as if they were not there at that time, and in to the hall of the Allspark.
"You have come now children, I waited for you." a voice said all around them. "Have you told her the risks this process will have on her."
"I truly have nothing to lose but myself, I care not of risks," Alex said stepping out of Elita's shadow. "I want my home to be safe even at my life."
"Gutsy, little one, very well this will be very painful and you might lose a part of yourself in this." The voice sounded again as light started to concentrated on the far side of the chamber.
"May it be as it is," Alex responded no emotion in her voice.
The light flared to revile a human sized robot walking toward them, both bowed before the creator of Cybertron. "Alexandria Kathrin Beachy, Daughter of Paul Mitch Beachy and May Antoinette Beachy. I give you the knowledge that was lost in time and in the war between my children, the knowledge of medicine that only I could perform. You will not have the power to create, but to transform things with my will," the robot said the voice much bigger than it. "Next, the history of how intertwined humans and Cybertron history is and how your race was nurtured to what it is now. Again I warn you, taking this responsibility will be painful, you might almost die. Do you except this now," Alex nodded in acknowledgement, to the danger this could have.
"I do, Primus the creator of the Cybertronian race who gave aid to mine, the human race."
Primus clapped his hands together, blue fire encased his palms. He continued to walk toward Alex, she removed the leather jacket she had on. He gripped both of her shoulders at the clavicle, the fire seared her skin. Gritting her teeth, Alex felt a pain she had never known. She let out a cry as the burning increased, Elita grimaced at Alex's wail. Tears rolled down her face, but Primus just pressed harder against her skin, a grimace also adorned his face. He released his grip, but it was still burning Alex's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she collapsed, barely breathing. Elita gingerly picked up the teenager who was giving this burden of hold everything that Elita knew in her own mind. Cupping her hands around the human, was like holding a lotus flower. Ever so fragile yet was able to take on this knowledge.
"Will she survive," Elita question.
"That is up to her Elita, if she thinks that the plant Earth needs her more than she desires to be with her sire then yes."
"She saw her father, do you think that she will go with him?"
"No, I do not my child. Take her back to her time now. Tell her of your past it is now also hers," Primus said returning to a light figure.
Elita nodded and started the walk though the times of Cybertron, gently whispering stories of the past and how everything happened. Every so often Alex would stir with the mentions of some names, Elita repeated them hoping that the young one would awake. But she had still not shown signs of waking up.
"Alex we need you, I need you. You have strength let it be used to help your family, our family little one," Elita whispered, gently tighten her hold on the young human.
"Ratchet, I know what I saw, and I saw Elita residing in this girl," Optimus said.
"Optimus, Elita gave her spark in vigil in hopes of stopping Cybertron from going dark. I think she joined the Allspark when it did. She's gone.'
"No, the girl had the glyphs, in the same spots she knew my name."
"Yeah so does MECH, Optimus I knew Elita too, we were also friends. MECH could have easily pulled a memory of Elita from Arcee's mind or even Breakdown's and dress that girl like her," Ratchet said presiding as the voice of reason. "I just don't want you to go into a trap."
"I understand your reasoning Ratchet, but I still feel that she was in part Elita. I compared this girl to her when I heard of her."
"Optimus who is this girl, that you would compare her to Elita?"
"Alexandria Beachy, the girl MECH kidnapped."
"Get her stable, I will not lose her now," Silas shouted to the medical team. "Only wrap her wounds, she needs reminded who is in control of her life now and it is not her."