I was at the kitchen table with the book in my hand when I was shoved into a series of visions just like every morning before for the past month. I wrote down everything I saw until the last one. The last one took place at dusk and I watched Galvatron and Trion fight. Galvatron had lost his arm but he soon took revenge by ripping off both of Trion's arms. Then forced him to kneel while he drove a sharp object into his chest.

"No!" I screamed. I was to witness this event. I couldn't. I took the book and threw it away from me. "No! I won't do it!" I screamed. The scenery immediately changed. I was no longer sitting on the ground I was being crushed in Primus' hand. "I won't let Trion die!" I spat at him.

"You have no choice," he looked down at me like a child. "You will eventually write down what has happened. Any visions you have you must, it's your job as the recorder of history."

He set me down and I was back in my chair with the words written in the book Trion dies at the hands of Galvatron. I screamed and threw the book across the room. It landed in the sink.

I walked outside where Bee waited in the garage. "Bee, pick up Alisha when she gets out of school, okay?" I started walking away but Bee made a worried sound. "I'm going to go find Trion. I'll be back. I promise."

I didn't have a map because I knew exactly where his death would be. It was only a few miles behind my house where the cactus formed a triangle near a mesquite tree that held a hawk's empty nest. Trion often sat behind the house, drawing in the sand.

He never turned around to know I was there. "You seem disturbed."

I ran to him and looked up at him. All of the bad things he's done, everything he's ever said that I've ever hated him for. All of my hateful and hurtful feelings toward him that I once had disappeared into dust and got carried away with the wind. In truth, I loved Trion like I loved Prime. I loved him like a brother or a father and soon I would witness his death. Tears poured out of my eyes. "Your going to die in a fight with Galvatron here at sunset someday. I don't know when…I'm so sorry. I didn't want to write any of it." I hugged his leg and cried.

Trion gently picked me up in his hand. "You wrote my death? Then that's how it'll be." I didn't understand. How could he just sit here and allow this to happen? How could he accept this as fact? "But I want to lay down a little piece of advice for you. Be fearful of your visions and be careful because more things like this will happen. You'll watch all of your friends die twice or sometimes more. Being a Recorder is so lonely because you want to spare yourself of the misery and pain and sadness. Don't ever be married or have children, or they may suffer the same fate as you. It's better to have never known companionship than for people like you and me who don't know a life of solitude." Trion sighed sadly. "Now you see why I betrayed my job and why I betrayed Primus. I didn't want to be his slave anymore."

"I'm going to watch you die…twice…I don't want you to die!"

Trion let me cry in silence. I cried for hours. Soon the sun started its decent below the mountains. Tears stopped pouring out long before that but I continued to scream as if that would change anything. Finally I said, "Trion, I don't hate you. You're apart of my family."

Trion smiled and opened his mouth to say something but it was lost in an explosion. I was tossed from his hand to the ground just short of a cactus. Galvatron prepared for another shot.

"Move!" Trion yelled as he turned to attack Galvatron. I didn't know where to run. I just stared at the fight, anticipating the end. The end took hours and when it happened I screamed and ran to Trion and Galvatron.

There was something Trion had hidden within himself that I didn't see or care about. Galvatron took off as I approached as if I were the plague. "Trion!" I screamed as if it would help but what was I to do?

I sobbed loudly. There was no one around to see me. Even the stars and the moon gave me privacy from their lights.

After a while of sobbing I did my best to drag Trion's arms back to his body. I put a hand on his lifeless face and whispered, "You're apart of my family, Trion. I won't ever forget you."

The wind kicked up and dragged my dark hair in a sweet caress. I closed my eyes for a moment and listened to the winds whispers and I caught a hint of Trion's voice. "I will never be far, Elsa. I will always be in the books of the Hall."

The wind died down and so did his voice. I ran my knuckles on what I assumed to be his cheek if he even had one.

Is this how father would have looked in his old and dying age? White hair, silver specks in his eyes, wisdom of the years that couldn't be counted. I laid on his hand and curled up as if it would keep me comfortable. I didn't feel myself fall asleep.

I stood still in anger and frustration and sadness and I watched Galvatron gathering metals that were scattered around the earth. The metals fit together perfectly to form a cybertronian that was bigger than Prime.

Galvatron fit the last piece into its chest and it awoke just as angry as I felt. "Master Unicron," Galvatron bowed.

"I'm not writing this!" I tried screaming and the scene morphed into Primus. "I will not be alone!" Now I could speak and yell and scream at Primus' face.

"Did I not tell you this is not your choice? What Trion says is not true, you are not going to be alone, my servant."

"Whatever happened to my child, Primus? Are you expecting me to call you master now?" I curtsied in a contemptuous manner.

"You are forgetting your place in my presence. My child became too…comfortable for you. Now you are a servant and next you will be a slave unless you can show me you don't need me to watch you like I should have watched Trion. You will write this. You won't be able to stop it."

I screamed when I felt someone tearing me from Trion's hand but when I saw it was only Prime I stopped. "Trion…" I said as he walked away from the body.

"We will give him a hero's burial." He promised me. "What happened?"

"Galvatron," I said simply. I wasn't going to say any more than that. Prime didn't ask any more than that. He sensed my anguish.

When he set me down in front of Alisha she asked a million questions but I didn't answer any of them. I walked inside and wrote what I saw, though I wrote vaguely, and then I turned to Alisha and shoved the book at her chest.

"Elsa, speak to me!" She demanded.

I shoved the book at her chest. "Keep this hidden. Keep this safe. I will see you…I don't know when…" I walked outside to Prime. "Take me to the Hall of Records. I don't want anybody else to take me but you, Prime. Please…don't fight with me."

He didn't argue even when the rest of them did and for that I was thankful to him.