A/N: I have no excuses as to why it's so late. I'm sorry. No muse, loosing sleep, school, MAPS testing, all that is hard on my imagination. Hopefully I'm doing good thought.
Vorn= 83 years
Orn= 1 year
Black so thick it was almost tangible surrounded me. I turned around, looking for any sign of life.
"Really? You call me here but you're a no-show," I spoke to the darkness. A small light appeared in my peripheral vision but I made sure to not face it. My first visit here almost blinded me from the flash.
Which should happen... now. The flash happened then I turned. My arms were crossed as I stared daggers at the mech before me. His armor was now pure white emitting a soft glow from the small amount of light. His protoform was silver being the only source of color besides his gold optics.
"Kāpēc jūs dusmīgs uz mani?" "Why are you mad at me?" It took my mind mere seconds to translate the Latvian, the mech's version of Cybertronian with words.
"Well, our last meeting didn't end on a well note. If I recall correctly you gave me these," I showed the Cybertronian marks, "without my permission. I told you I'll think about it."
"Kļūstot prezidents ir pirmais solis, lai atjaunotu saites ar savu brāli." "Becoming a Prime is the first step to restoring the bond with your brother."
"I know that. But still, I had a fraggin headache the whole day. From hitting my head and the leftover heat." The mech sighed before kneeling to my level.
"I am sorry, Ani." My eyes widened. Not that he was apologising but that he was speaking in English. The many voices that seemed to speak at once were now more pronounced. Generations of Primes- sadly all mechs -blended together making a perfect blend of baritones, tenors, and a few higher pitched voices. Not too high, but still high for a Prime.
I myself sighed and bowed my head before lifting it with a small smile.
"It's alright. I should be glad, being the first femme Prime, but I have a lot of responsibilities and secrets. It's hard to take on another without exploding as I did." I paused while I traced something on his face. The mech was like a second father to me and I couldn't stay mad for long. I brought my hand back before speaking. "So, what did you want to show me, oh great and mighty Primus?"
He chuckled before flipping his hand palm side up. I climbed aboard and rested against his thumb as we walked towards a growing white 'portal'. Stopping in front of it he looked towards me.
"Sind Sie bereit, Kind?" "Are you ready, child?" I pouted.
"German? I like the English better." The booming laughter made it impossible for me to not smile. So smile I did. When it didn't die down I gave him a mock glare.
"If you're done with that incessant laughter, Mr. Primus, I am ready to proceed." I made sure to have a slight british accent. He laughed a bit harder before stopping and looking back down at me.
"Alright then, Ms. 'Spin." My eyes widened as I stared at him.
"Not you too!" I whined.
"You make it quite prominent that you feel he is a little more than a guardian or friend." My shock turned to a real glare as a feral growl left my throat. Primus smirked before walking through the portal. A tingly sensation filled my body as my vision turned white. When it cleared I was no longer glaring or growling. I was awestruck at the sight.
The scene showed a dark night in Iacon City. The exact place was on the outskirts of the city where a lone mech stood guard outside a building. His bright blue optics illuminated a small area, the stray light from the city illuminated a larger portion, but one strip was dark.
A sigh escaped the mech as he sat down, leaning his head against the building. His optic covers shuttered as his breathing became rhythmic. Time sped up and an hour passed in that time before it slowed. A black form crept from the shadows. It seemed to be a femme, and she was carrying a small bundle of black in her arms. It had stubby little doorwings and I could just make out small stripes of another color.
"No," I whispered. I felt Primus shift his gaze to me but I was engrossed in memorizing every detail of the black femme.
The femme stopped a few feet from the guard and waited before deeming it safe. Her spring green optics roamed the area as I finally remembered what the green meant.
"She's a neutral." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. The femme finally walked forward. She froze and stiffened as the mech stiffened, then continued forward when he stayed in recharge. She set the sparkling beside him before placing one last kiss on its forehead and running. When she disappeared out of sight the sparkling's optics whipped open and she started crying. The mech started awake before laying his azure optics on her.
"Shh. Don't cry," he cooed as he picked her up. She finally settled down before opening her optics fully causing me and the mech to start. She had the most pure cyan blue optics I've ever seen. "Bright optics dark body. Funny contrast." The mech bent his head down and rubbed his nose against the sparklings causing her to giggle. He smiled brighter as she yawned before his optics dimmed indicating he was speaking over a comm link. Seconds later he grabbed and sub spaced his weapon before entering the base.
I stared after for a minute before closing my eyes. After opening them I noticed a slight blue glow on Primus armor.
"Why?" He looked down before pointing. Looking forward the scene had changed. It showed the same sparkling only now in the final stages of her younglinghood with another younger youngling following her. The femme was older by a few vorns and her black armor gleamed. The stripe had formed into a solid yellow line that went form the tip of her doorwings, which were now larger and more controllable, to the center of her back before spreading to her waist and either traveling down the sides of her legs or traveling up the sides of her arms and shoulders to her neck. Her optics were still cyan but seemed to have the smallest hint of purple. The very edges of a visor could be seen on the side of her face that held a smirk. Her lithe form was perfect for speed and agility but possessed a stunning and deadly strength. She stood at the waist of her guardian, Kup, but was projected to stand as tall or taller than the current Prime, Sentinel.
The young mech had all medium blue armor that seemed to be developing red on his chest, wrists, and ankles. It was only a small amount of red but he was liking it. He seemed to have a helmet that covered his head and he had short 'antennae' for lack of a better word. His frame, although still the size of a youngling's, showed strength. Even though he is larger than most youngling's his age he is able to move silently and stealthily. He seemed more nervous than the older femme and was glancing around his surroundings with his sky blue optics.
"You sure Trion and Kup won't find us?" the young mech whispered. Though it wasn't matured it was obvious it was going to be rather deep.
"If you keep talking then no!" the femme snapped in a whisper. She looked around the corner in the shadows of the darkened hall before turning and heading towards the only unoccupied quarters in the whole base. Making sure no one was watching she quickly typed in the code and entered. Inside already were three mechs, one red, one green, and the other blue. They looked up from a datapad and a relieved expression crossed their faces.
"Great. You made it Black. I thought Trion was really pouring the studies on you two?" the red one asked.
"He has been. But unlike you Lead, I'm able to finish quickly and efficiently." The green one snickered receiving a smack to the back of his head from Lead.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"For laughing at me 'Buster."
"Will you two shut up!" the final one growled. He then sat down on the berth next to Black and her younger 'brother, Orion Pax. Or as she, and only she, called him, Paxy. He handed her the datapad then jumped to the ground and forcefully separated the two now fighting younglings. A stray punch hit his abdomen and he jumped into the fray. Black cast a glance to her younger brother who was leaning against her and snickering at the three. A small smile crossed her face. Even though Orion wasn't her real brother she cared for him like he was. She then looked to the fighting mechs and growled when she saw she would need to fix a few dents. Jumping off the berth she ripped the three apart but was considerably softer on the blue mech named Topspin or 'Spin.
"You're suposed to get the dents after the physical placement tomorrow." Her voice was a growl that struck shame into the three's sparks.
"Sorry Black." The said in unison. She sighed before helping the three to the berth for her to fix easier. Out of the five 'Spin was the oldest by an orn. Black followed, then Lead, 'Buster, and Paxy. It took a few hours to fix the dents before the group conversed and plotted a new prank. Black and Orion left after a bit so they wouldn't get in trouble. 'Spin looked after longingly but was snapped out of it by 'Buster.
"Just ask her out. She'll say yes." 'Spin sighed and looked at his servos in his lap.
"I don't know. I fear what her answer'll be."
"C'mon 'Spin. You gotta have more confidence in yourself."
The scene shifted again as I processed what he said. Did 'Spin used to have a crush on me? Does he still? Now the scene showed the same group of five in a command center with Kup speaking to them.
"You five are going to be a special group. While everyone else is distracting the 'Cons you'll head in to free Arcee, Chromia, Elita, Ironhide, Trion, and Magnus." Orion, who now had flame shapes instead of faint red, visibly sagged when Trion was mentioned. As Kup continued to speak Black comforted him.
The scene shifted again to a major battle. The five were retreating and providing cover fire for the now freed captives. Black stayed at the back of the group with Ironhide and made sure everyone stayed together.
The ground exploded beside the group causing Black and 'Hide to be showered with the debris.
"Faster 'Spin, FASTER!" The group pushed it harder towards Kup and his waiting shuttles. They would board the final one and take of as soon as they were ready. Black looked ahead and notice Kup directing fire at something behind the group. She stopped and spun on her heels to find Soundwave and Megatron chasing them.
"'Spin make sure Orion doesn't look back!" she yelled as she threw on a burst of speed. Another explosion caused her to trip and roll from her momentum. Her head hit a large rock and she was lightly stunned, but she still saw Megatron nearing and the group slowing down.
"Go!" She scrambled to her feet but knew the group wouldn't have a chance. She spun around and let out a feral growl, the smidge of purple in her eyes taking over and turning her optics fuchsin. A black visor snapped over them and a battle mask slid over he face. More armor appeared as she grew two feet, and two energon swords in sheaths crossed on her back. Grabbing them she roared and charged the two. She held them back as Kup loaded the group then spun around and ran. Just before she reached the ship searing pain erupted from her chest. That was the last thing she felt.
"NO!" Roadbuster, Orion- soon to become Optimus -, and Leadfoot had to hold Topspin back from jumping from the shuttle and rushing to Black. They knew she was dead.
The scene faded to black but I sat there, staring at where my dead body used to be. After a few minutes of intense silence, I spoke.
"So, 'Spin had a crush on me." Primus looked down at me as I looked up. After another minute, he spoke.
"Had? Or has?" Not giving me time to answer he started to fade.
"YO! ANI!" I opened my eyes and glared at the figure of Dan. He smiled then moved aside to show Ratchet. He was scanning me lightly so I stayed where I was. When he finished I sat up and looked at Dan.
"You had to scream?"
"I wanted to push you off the berth but 'Spin wouldn't let me." I looked up at my guardian who was glaring at his brother for something. Like he sensed my gaze, he turned his look away from Twist and looked down at me. I smiled then turned back to Dan.
"What were you dreaming about?" he asked.
"Special meeting. Long story short, saw some memories and got no rest whatsoever. Oh, he did speak English to me though."
"Really? I thought he spoke anything but." I shrugged and leaned back against my guardian's hand. Ratchet was grumbling something at Henry and 'Spin and Twist were back to their glaring contest. Roadbuster was fiddling with something on his arm while Leadfoot was reading a datapad. I thought back to Primus question. Does Topspin have a crush on me? Or were those feelings only for my Autobot form? All those questions swirled around my mind. It was leaning more towards still having that crush on me, especially since he whispered 'Mine' back in Shanghai. Yeah, I heard that.
"And you." I looked up at Ratchet when he pointed to me. "You're missing key nutrients and rest." Judging by the stiffening of 'Spin's hand he was shocked and mad.
"Yeah well, haven't had my lifeblood in a while. And regarding the rest, can't control that."
"Your lifeblood?" I nodded but didn't offer any explanation. Ratchet grumbled but finally dismissed us all. Twist rushed out of the room followed by Roadbuster and Leadfoot. 'Spin chuckled and held his palm out. He lowered the soldiers to the ground and but allowed me to stay on.
"Why can't we have a ride?" Dan asked. 'Spin shrugged.
"Ask your guardians." Since the sun was lowering on the horizon we went straight to 'Spin's temporary quarters.
"Worst part is they ran out of rooms in the human part of the barracks." I smiled and motioned for 'Spin to set me down. Taking a step forward I morphed into my normal Cybertronian form.
"That's OK for me." I shrugged and inwardly chuckled at 'Spin's surprised expression. I hadn't used my form in a while.
"There's only one berth," 'Spin managed to force out. I shrugged again. His optics widened even more. I walked forward and hugged him, resting my head on his shoulder.
"You could've just told me," I said.
"Told you what?" I pulled back and noticed the flash of disappointment go through his optics.
"How you felt." He looked confused before a knowing smirk took over his face. He reached out and rubbed the one spot on my doorwings that was most sensitive. I sighed and smiled, shuttering my optics and leaning into the touch. He chuckled lightly and pulled me closer.
"I thought it was how I feel."
I suck at writing fluff.
