Flesh Wound 4

Okay so another new chapter. Only one more left until the end of the prequel and the beginning of the actual book. So I did get a lot of readers, but not a trace of a follow, favorite, or review.

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I stared in awe at the colorful array of crystals. They had so many varieties and colors yet, despite the contrast, somehow managed to make everything look better. It was unlike anything on earth.

But, the garden lacked something.

The view was pretty, not even an idiot could deny it. But it lacked life. There was beauty but nothing else. It was just another pretty thing to look at for a while. I ventured further into the gardens of crystals and heard voices. It wasn't too awful hard to follow the echo to its source. I rounded the corner of a small path I had found and came across two arguing Cybertronians. My blood pressure spiked and, with a mental shriek, dove behind a conveniently placed crystal.

The two Cybertronians seemed to be arguing. I flicked on my bandana's transformation sequence at a simple command and watched as the symbols became an easy-to-read English argument.

It was a femme and a mech. The mech was all white and silver. He had a slight blue aura and seemed to be very old. The femme was colored like an earth tree. Her basic armor was green, while it was ingrained with a soft contrast of brown and orange. Her optics were strangely neon green. I liked it. I read their conversation on my visor.

'Well Slag Alpha Trion, what do you want me to do?!' the femme shouted.

'I already told you that the Garden lacks a life field. It needs something. You're the plant expert! What should you do?' Alpha Trion argued.

The mech seemed to be new to frustration…but the femme sure wasn't.

'I don't know what to do. I know adding more crystals won't work, and as much as it bugs me, I can't just get seeds from anywhere you know. I would need a tower mech for that, as well as a pass to even get into Iacon! I just don't have the funding and you know it!' the femme growled.

'Well you'd best think of something. Or else the crystal gardens are going to be bought up and destroyed.' Alpha Trion roared in frustration.

With that he disappeared. I figured that it must have been a hologram broadcast.

That kind of thing is normal to Cybertronians.

The femme sighed and put her…helm in her…servos, was it? I groaned inwardly and sighed. I hated anatomy on earth and I figured it would be no different on Cybertron.

~The poor femme is cornered with no escape~ came Primus's voice.

I screamed, catching the attention of the femme, and barreled into a safer hiding spot. I found one that was just my size before replying back to the robot god.

"Y'know, that's really starting to ebb at my nerves." I growled at him.

~I would have thought you would be used to that by now~ he chuckled.

"Well, I regret to inform you that I have not gotten used to people randomly putting in their two sense inside my head." I said annoyed.

~My apologies. But I do believe this offers an opportunity~ Primus told me.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

~The femme seems to have a problem with the garden. I do believe you found that the garden lacks life and that special vibe and energy~

"Yeah it kinda does." I murmured, shoving my hands in my pocket.

Primus began to go into this whole long-winded speech about life, life energy, forces of nature, and stuff like that. I tuned him out and was slightly startled when my hand found something in my pocket. I felt the object. It was small, oval, and smooth. I pulled it out and smiled.

They were seeds.

My mom had forced me to like gardening, with no small amount of kicking and screaming on my part. I resolve to make myself like it since it was apparently a hobby I was forced into. I happened to be quite good at it considering my mom's plants always managed to die in the end. I recognized the seeds as flower seeds.

"Didn't that femme mention something about seeds?" I thought.

~I believe she did~ Primus broke from his speech.

"Stop reading my mind." I grumbled absently.

I looked at the seeds. I hadn't grabbed all of them, yet there were about twenty to thirty just out of the bunch in my hand. I thought for a moment and headed back the way I came.

~What are you up to? ~

"Well, that femme needs some seeds. And I have some." I answered.

~That could be useful~ Primus said thoughtfully.

I smiled and soon came to the place I had first seen the femme. She was checking through the flowers. Another femme to her right was leading a group of nobles through the gardens. They looked bored. The femme, on the other hand, looked nervous.

"And here, we have the orange blood crystal array." She stammered.

The nobles sighed. I darted closer and hid in the bushes…crystal bushes…crazy. The place still lacked life. I felt bad for the femme. I took off my visor and searched for anything I could. I found a projection icon and clicked it. It displayed a type in sequence. I typed in "Rose Garden". A beam shot up and roses adorned every appropriate surface.

I could feel the mood shift. They were pleased. I peeked out and saw their awe and wonder.

"Oh wow, how did you do this?" asked one tower mech.

"I would pay to see this perfected." said another.

"You must actually make this." Another mech continued.

"We should go tell everyone!" exclaimed another.

The area was clear in seconds. The femme groaned.

(Inside the office)

I had tagged along in ninja mode to the femme's office. The one I had seen with the glowing blue mech was in the chair looking frazzled. The other femme burst in and startled her. She slammed her hands down on the desk and bugged her…optics?

"We have a problem." The white femme from the tour exclaimed.

"What's wrong now Apex?" sighed the other femme.

"Well Soothenote, the tour went well but something happened." Apex panicked.

"What do you mean?" Soothenote asked.

"This projection of a rose field made itself present on the crystals. They looked perfectly arranged. The tower mechs think those are our future plans and abandoned the tour to go tell everyone!" Apex shouted.

"WHAT?!" Soothenote cried.

"You heard me! Where are we going to get the funds for something as high ups as that and if we let them down the mechs will be so angry the Crystal Gardens of Praxus will be shut down over night!" Apex cried.

"We're scrapped. There's nothing left to do. We're done for." Soothenote collapsed.

With a huff of her vents Apex left the room. Soothenote began to cry…well their version of crying. She sounded so pitiful and defeated. I made very brash decision and climbed onto her desk in plain view. I sucked up a breath and coughed.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

Soothenote screamed and fell out of her chair. I ran over to the edge in fear that she was hurt.

"Are you alright?" I gasped.

She shot up and tried to smash me.

"Die you stupid bug!" she cried hysterically.

"Hold up-gah-I'm not a bug. I'm a human!" I shouted as I dodged her fists.

She stopped.

"You're a what?" she asked. "What's a human?"

"I said I was human. Human's are indigenous to earth." I said.

"What…what are you?" she stammered.

"I don't think you would believe me if I told you." I sighed.

"Try me." she challenged.

"Okay, so I'm a human from the year of 2017. But I died and was sent by Primus to live here. He wanted to turn me human but instead we worked something out and I still look human. The earth I know does not exist yet because I live in a time where…well I can't tell you actually but my world isn't here yet." I explained.

"That's absurd." She scoffed.

"I told you!" I groaned. "So how should I prove this to you?"

"Prove it to me? Fine, prove to me that you met Primus!" she snickered.

"Then give me a second." I grumbled.

I turned away from her and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Primus, I could use some advice." I said quietly.

Soothenote looked at me. She probably I was asking for his advice instead of demanding for his presence.

~What is it child? ~

"Well I can't help Soothenote if I can't prove to her that I met you. I want to help but I can't ask you for something like that. Do you have any alternate ideas?" I asked.

~Why can't I just show my form? ~ He asked.

"Well it's not right. I mean I already have like…a direct contact to you that I would bet my life that others would kill for. I'm not going to abuse that privilege. So I need an alternative." I sighed.

"Excuse me?" Soothenote asked.

I turned to her.

"Oh, sorry, do you need something?" I asked blankly.

"Did you just say you have direct contact to Primus?" she inquired.

"Well, it's along those lines. He zapped me here only a few hours ago. Since then he just sorta talks to me and offers advice. It scares me half to death most of the time. But he usually responds when I try to talk to him." I explained.

"Fine, then can you ask him a question for me?" she asked, her voice hinted a challenge.

She was testing me.

"I don't have to tell him, he can hear you. Go ahead and ask." I encouraged.

She looked surprised and then a little hesitant. Soon she was nervously fidgeting.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"I want to ask him what I can do. I want to save the gardens. What should I do? Everything has failed. What can I do?" she asked to the room.

"Did you get all of that?" I asked.

~Tell her that I am not the room for one. And tell her that…~

I listened to him and grinned at his answer.

"Uh, he replied." I told her.

"What did he say?" she asked.

"He said to stop talking to the room for starters because he is not the room." I said with a soft smirk.

She glared at me.

"What else did he say?" she growled.

"Well, he said for you to trust your opportunities. He also said that the answer was right in front of you." I told her.

"What does that mean?" she asked.

"Um, I think he means this." I said.

I pulled out a handful of seeds from my pocket and showed them to her. Her eyes widened.

"W-where did you get those?" she stammered.

"My mother and I had a flower garden when I was alive on earth. When the war began our garden was obviously destroyed. I kept a whole bunch of seeds." I shrugged.

"That's…impossible. I've only ever seen these seeds once. Only the Garden of the Prime's has these. They're impossible to get!" she exclaimed.

"Could you use them?" I tilted my head in question.

"Well, yes I could use them. What do you ask in return?" she inquired.

"I dunno…why?" I asked.

"How about this, I'll give you a place here as a worker." She said quickly.

"You don't know how to garden earth flowers do you?" I accused.

The embarrassed and slightly ashamed look said it all.

(Two Cybertronian days later)

I sighed and got up at the crack of dawn. I was so used to this since the war. I had had another nightmare. A soothing feeling washed over me. I shivered.

"Uh, what's going on?" I asked in the darkness.

~Ah, sorry, Monica asked me to help you in the morning. So she suggested…and I quote "send her some happy feelings". ~

"You were not meant to say things like that." I snickered.

~Don't get me started. ~ He groaned.

"Okay, then…wait, you were talking to Monica?" I hissed.

~Well, yes I was. She talks to me regularly. ~

"Ah, you'll get used to it." I shrugged and headed outside.

~I doubt it. Good luck at work today. ~

"Thanks Primus, I'll talk to you later." I smiled.

~I will look forward to it. ~

With that, I began to work my magic in the garden.

Finish

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