NOTE: God, I hate my school, I never have any free time anymore. Anyways, please and I mean PLEASE give me a break asking when the next chapter going to be updated, 'cuz it's driving me insane! I do not own transformers, except Blackbird.
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It's almost past midnight, and still no sign of Bumblebee. He couldn't have gone far though, he had to find him before something happens to him. Bulkhead reported an hour ago saying that Teletran-1 picked up an All Spark fragment but lost the single before it's location was found. It didn't matter the Prime too much, it would probably show up again soon.
Optimus parked up to an old tunnel outside of Detroit and transformed. This was the last place Bumblebee's sensors picked up.
"Bumblebee, Bumblebee it's me. We need to talk."
The prime stood still to listen to any sounds his sensors could pick up, but everything was silent. "Bee, I know that you're upset, but you need to listen to me."
Suddenly he heard something.
Optimus didn't know what he was hearing, it was crying but it didn't sound like Bumblebee's. Bringing his ax out, the ruby and sapphire mech stalked through to the sound. At first all the prime saw was a rock in the middle of the trees, but when he looked closer Optimus saw the outline of a transformer sitting on the boulder.
"Optimus put your ax away. It's me."
Optimus did as told and noticed the slumped figure wasn't Bumblebee.
"Blackarachnia?"
The femme didn't stir; rather then take a quick glimpse at him before turning her back towards him again. "Not tonight Optimus, I'm not Blackarachnia tonight."
It must have been almost a month, but Optimus noticed she didn't look any better from the battle. His optics trailed to her legs, seeing them wrapped around a dirty cloth and traces of energon blood either stained or still bled. To the prime's shame, the femme looked miserable and her ruby eyes glowed dim with tears still running down her face. "Where's-"
"They took him, they fought him and took him!" Blackarachnia sobbed.
"They? The Decepticons?!"
Blackarachnia only nodded, causing the prime to heat up with rage.
"You helped them?! Even after-"
Optimus was cut short when a pair of claws grabbed his throat and slammed him into a nearby tree trunk, he didn't even see that coming. Her legs were able to support her weight surprisingly but still bled more energon. "I DIDN'T HELP THEM! They ambushed Bee because he had an Allspark fragment!"
Blackarachnia was furious, but her voice was still hoarse and four pairs of ruby eyes glittered dangerously angry.
"Why would you care about him?" Optimus said, managing to break free from the grip. "You almost killed him and now you care about Bumblebee!? Why could you save him when he was attacked!?"
But Optimus, who was starting to attack in blind rage, softened when the femme's eyes started to water and loosened her grip around his neck. Blackarachnia back turned and seated herself back on the rock. "I- I couldn't… I couldn't help." Optimus, seeing how his once sparkmate was, wrapped his arms around her in a protective embrace. She stirred, but didn't move out.
"I've never meant to hurt him. That day… I forgot who Bumblebee really was and… a thousand stellar cycles like this made me forget how much I cared for him. I still love him… but I can't because I don't know what I can do. I don't want him to think of me as a threat… to help him after…"
For once in a thousand stellar cycles, Optimus only shushed her and pulled her into a loving embrace. "There still is Elita in you."
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It was Prime again, with Blackbird.
The Elite Guard sat behind a desk in front of the smaller mech One of his hands covered his face while the other opened and closed repeatedly.
"He can't do that, I can't let him go like this."
Optimus didn't move from his chair, rather then cover his head in his sapphire hand. "Blackbird, he can't do that. He's not even a deca cycle old for Primus sake!"
Blackbird shifted in his chair uncomfortably before continuing. "I know my friend, but Ultra Magnus thinks that I need to be his guardian for the time being. I don't like it either but without Elita One…"
The flier paused for a nanoclick realizing what he said. The crimson and sapphire mech turned away from him before shooting a glare mixed with either guilt or sorrow. "The point is that he doesn't think you can't look after him because… you don't have Elita."
"I don't care!" Optimus suddenly barked. "Just because my Sparkmate is gone, doesn't mean I should just give him up like this!"
"Optimus, I know you mean well but the orders from the Elite Guard say that you need to have either a bond or spark mate if you didn't reach 35 stellar cycles. You barely even of you're youngling age for Primus sake! Magnus chose me because I'm past that age, Optimus you have to understand what I'm saying here."
"Does age really matter here?" Optimus was getting angry now, standing up to his old mentor before slamming his fist down on the desk. "I finally have the chance to have a sparkling and now I just have to give him up? Ultra Magnus might be in charge of me, but that doesn't mean he has to force me to give up the things that mean more then life to me!"
Optimus never felt this much rage before, but he didn't care at all.
"I'm not just young as you think! I'm not letting you take him from me and that's it! I don't want to hear any of this anymore!"
Blackbird didn't say anything. This certainly wasn't the Optimus he knew, but there was not question why he acted like this. The red and blue mech cooling fans turned on angrily and only glared at the black elder until his features soften. In less then a nanoclick, Optimus quickly left the flier sitting and headed to the door on the left of the hall.
Inside was a dim lit room and crib with a sparkling kicking his blanket to his feet while continued to cry.
"Shhhh… I'm here, I'm here," Optimus said, picking up Bumblebee and patting the sparklings back three beats a time.
Soon the sparkling's sobs turned into soft sniffs and innocent baby blue optics looked up at Optimus. Understanding who was holding him, Bumblebee buried his head in Optimus chassis and fell back into recharge. Almost instantly, Optimus felt horrible again.
Bumblebee was just as innocent as any other 'bot he knows. If Optimus refused and continued to raise the sparkling, they would take him to Koan to live the rest of his life with Bee. Koan was the last place he and Elita wanted to raise a sparkling; they wanted him to live here in Iacon where he was safe. If he raised Bee there, what would happen to this small delicate Bumblebee that he knows. Maybe…
Blackbird's heavy footsteps entered the room and Optimus felt strong hands place themselves on his shoulders.
"I've called Ultra Magnus. He said that he's going to have to either-"
"No, tell him he doesn't have to." Optimus spoke softly.
"Optimus he-"
"Bumblebee likes it when you pat his back three times, it makes him feel comfortable. Promise me that you'll remember?"
Blackbird, surprised from his friend's reaction, nodded. "I will."
These weren't his memories, but he… felt it?
He… He never wanted to… He really did care after all.
Light.
Voices.
Too much light.
Voices again.
Then… pain.
"Wake up you slagtard!"
So… much… pain.
Finally I got this done! I know Blackarachina might seem a bit OC-ish, but she was feeling guilty from hurting Bee, and another reason why she wants to get rid of her organic half in my case. Again, PLEASE GIVE ME A BREAK ASKING WHEN THE NEXTS CHAPTER COMING UP! Leave good comments for me, have a nice day.