Title: Behind Us
Rating: T
Continuity: G1-ish
Characters: Optimus Prime, Prowl
Disclaimer: Don't own
Prompt: 5. Setting: a world (any city, nation, planet) at war
March 2, 2013
The Arc lifted off easily, engines rumbling loudly, mechs bustling back and forth on the bridge, busily making sure the ship ran. Optimus sat in the Captain's chair, watching out the viewscreen as Cybertron first grew, allowing the whole planet to fill the screen, then shrunk as distance grew between them.
Even from the air, from so far away, it was obviously war-torn. The once gleaming silver surface was rent with ugly black scars. Fires flickered where lights had once shone, the red light easily visible. The rest of the planet was dark and shadowed.
Prowl stepped up next to him. They said nothing. It had all been said before, and anything said now would simply be repeating what was already spoken.
Such a waste, such a pity, such a horrible thing. Our planet, so ruined, so full of destruction, that we believe ourselves to have a better chance out in the unknown than our home.
Optimus glanced over at his Second. "We go to find peace."
Prowl dipped his helm and doorwings in acknowledgment. "And to leave our planet at war behind us."
The Prime reached out, settling a large hand on the Praxian's shoulder. "Far behind us."