Author's Note: This little monologue was written assuming that Cybertronians do not reproduce sexually. At least, that's the idea I got from the movies. Please, while you're reading this story, imagine Optimus Prime is saying this. I think you'll get much more out of this if you do.
Spark of Life
The Allspark is gone. It had been the source of our life. The source of our power. When we were created, each of us was given our own spark, which would never fade or falter. Only if our spark were separated from our body would we die. And in the war over the Allspark, many of us did. When Megatron claimed the power of the Allspark for himself, my brothers and I fought to protect it. We fought until destroyed our own beloved planet, our home. And I sent the Allspark into space to keep it from Megatron's hands. It was a difficult decision, trusting the stars to keep the Allspark hidden. But my brothers and I made the right one. Though the Allspark is gone, destroyed forever, I am thankful that it led us here, to Earth.
Since arriving here with the Autobots, I have never ceased marveling at the great wonders of this biological planet. There are so many strange and diverse species inhabiting the lands, the oceans, the skies. I have seen the great whales of the sea, the ferocious sharks and the tiny seahorses. I have seen the tall giraffes of the continent of Africa, the white bears of Antarctica and the elephants of India. Most curious, however, are the humans. Their intelligence is far above those of the other creatures, as is their capacity for hope and courage. I have seen such acts of bravery and selflessness in Sam Witwicky, a human I am proud to call my friend. These humans, primitive and inclined to war as they are, could be a great people. They have a power that we Cybertronians do not.
As I watch over Sam and Mikaela, sitting on the beach, I cannot help being amazed at their power to create life. Cybertronians may have superior weapons, but to create a spark from nothing is an ability we do not possess. And yet these humans have been able to do so for thousands of years. In their bodies they hold the power to create sparks without sacrificing their own. Doing a quick diagnostic, I realize with surprise that, indeed, a spark has been created already. It resides in Mikaela's abdomen, surrounded by a still forming body. This fills me with hope and I wonder what it would be like to create a spark of life.