Disclaimer: I do not own anything other that my oc
Spark - Heart/soul
Neural Network - nervous system
Processor - Brain
Frame - Body
Groin - crotch
Helm - Head
Optic - Eye
Faceplate - Face
Ridge - Eyebrow
Receptor - Ear
Denta - Teeth
Glossa - Tongue
Pad - shoulder
Strut/s - leg, legs
Chassis - Chest
Tank - Stomach
Servo - Hand
Digit - Finger
Pede - Foot
Stasis - Sleep
Recharge - Rest
Sparkling - Infant,Toddler
Youngling - Child
Mechling, Femmeling - Teenager
Mech - Adult Male
Femme - Adult Female
Sire - Father
Carrier - Mother
Nano-Klick - Second
Klick - Minute
Breem - Hour
Sol - Day
Cycle - Week
Megacycle - Month
Vorn - Year
Vornetia - decade
Vornas - century
Aeon - eon
Mille - millimeter
Centrum - centimeter
Uncia - inch
Uncim - foot(12 inches)
Tenna - yard(3 feet)
Metrum - meter
Millia - mile
Chilio - kilometer
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Near the core of cybertron
A black and magenta sparkling with red details can be seen in the arms of a bright pink femme with the sparkling's optics flickering while looking at his carrier "it's alright I'm here" she said in a shaky voice on the verge of crying. "I'm sorry honey we're out of energon there isn't anything left, please, forgive me" she says as his optics dimly stare at her. The sparkling watched her as she cried her optics out, he only knows this femme as his carrier he called her rosy and his sire he hadn't seen at all.
Rosy would talk about his sire like he was a noble hero, someone to aspire to be. He never saw him but could feel him far away with the same connection with his carrier. He loved his carrier and she loved him, as they traveled with the group of other wandering travelers in the massive tunnel systems created from the space slugs.
The old bot with light and dark green colors a red symbol above his tank and orange highlights walked over to them. "Hey elita how is the sparkling" he said in a old wise voice with hints of sorrow. He puts his servo on her pad in comfort, "I know it's a stupid question just…" he said cutting himself off looking at his optics flickering. "Oh."
Elita looks at the old mech with tears flowing from her optics, "I'm a terrible carrier Kup I can't even provide energon to omega, let alone lead all of you to fight off shockwave." She said while her voice cracked while squeezing omega closer to her chassis while her spark flared.
Omega could feel himself getting weaker with every nano-klick and he couldn't blame his carrier he could feel her sorrow as his spark faids. He looks at her and wishes he could make her happy like when he first met her when he was born, his optics held determination, love, compassion, and kindness before going dark one final time.
A few klicks later the group of thirty cybertronians consisting of neutrals, autobots, and deserter decepticons continued traveling and began to collapse and others helped them back up. Elita-one held her sparkling close as she walked and they began to see a glow of light at the end of the tunnel and many speed up while others believed it to be a figment of there processors glitching as a result of energon deficiency.
When they walked through the light everyone of them were shocked and in disbelief, all of them wept in joy as they swam and consumed the massive reservoir of energon. Elita only wept as she tried to feed omega, but it was futile as his spark has already joined the allspark, causing the others with her to look on in sympathy while others helped her lay the sparkling to rest in a small tomb.
Unknown dimension
"And so it would seem another descendent falls, and thy are so young and innocent." Said a commanding voice as a spark floats down and rests on a berth where ten cybertronians stand around it in a circle. The speaker is a bright white cybertronian that glows a faint blue, This is prima the first of the primes and 'the leader of the Thirteen.'
"I know brother, it is a travesty to know that he never got to live like a sparkling should have." Said a crimson and white cybertronian with golden and blue highlights, this is vector prime the second prime and the 'prime of time.'
"This isn't the first time, but this is the first time it is one so young with so much potential." Said a wise and ancient voice coming from a cybertronian of varied hues of purple. This is Alpha trion the third prime and 'the archivist of the primes'
"I feel for the sparkling and femme, I want to help them somehow." Said a silver and black female cybertronian with purple highlights. This is solus prime the fourth and only femme of the primes she is the 'smith of the primes.'
"I agree with solus, we need to help them both." Said a floating blue mini-con in a electric bubble. This is micronus prime the fifth prime and the 'wizard of the primes.'
"Ah yes that is a wonderful idea, I would love to partake in such actions." Said a large and stalky cybertronian colored orange and black with glasses. This is alchemist prime the sixth prime, the student of the elements and 'the prime of science.'
"That is an interesting idea, I'd like to see how it pans out and I would love to have him help out with some pranks." Said a huge cybertronian with a tan and red frame. This is nexus prime the seventh prime the first combiner and bearer of the enigma of combination 'the prankster of the primes.'
"If we do this everyone knows that he will have aspects of us all right, that means he'll be a new 'true' prime." Said a large centaur like cybertronian with wings and three faces with a purple frame and yellow highlights. This is onyx prime the eighth prime the wealder of the triptic mask and 'the first beast-former.'
"Haha I'd love to make another prime, who knows what he'll do ha." Said the gumbled mess of parts constantly moving and changing colors. This is amalgamus prime ninth prime, the trickster of the group and 'the first shifter.'
"I would love to grow cybertronian life beyond what it is now." Said a large green cybertronian with four arms and tons of tentacles moving around as he floated like the circle behind him with a glowing stone. This is quintus prime the tenth prime the owner of the ember stone and 'the daydreamer of the primes.'
Prima looked at vector prime and alpha trion. "What do you two think of this thought." He asked them while thinking it over. His thoughts were on if Primus would except there request to make a new prime, the legacy of Optimus prime.
"I would be curious to see what our sire would say to such a thing, but we could give him thirteen labors to earn the title of prime." Said vector prime with as he thought about omega becoming a prime.
"We would need to be careful about this, all the others who claimed the title of prime fell to there pride and greed." Said alpha trion with a worried look on his faceplate while mulling over the pros and cons.
"Then it is settled you ten will give the sparkling a labor each and I will give him three." Said a Disembody voice as a light appeared above the young spark between the primes.
"Primus, you were listening sire." Said solus as she looked on with her brothers as Primus's spark appeared before them.
"Yes I was solus and I must say that I am not aposed to your idea." Said Primus as he began to collect small fragments of the 13's power and funneling them into the spark forcing the sparkling's frame to appear around his body. His frame began to brighten to the point it was blinding than all of a sudden the light disappeared leaving nothing behind.
Unknown
The space around his frame looks to be like a space bridge, except it was humongous with different coloring of gold and white. As our main Protagonist was drifting along his frame was undergoing changes from his framework to his cells. His CNA began to advance, as his protoform body begane to change into armor and his body began to grow. A blast of energy from the dimension warped around him and it began upgrading his body. After that the changes start to appear on the outside of his body and he finally stopped growing, right now he looks to be a protoform with no coloring or markings to be found on him.
The energy from the space bridge wraps around the 47'8" foot tall cybertronian in the form of a cocoon and with a huge pulse of energy that's shaped into a beam that shoots into his spark-chamber. The energy fires a small lightning bolt from the beam and it strikes the mech's T-cog adding a few things. Another 6 beams hit him, one on the right pectoral forming something, one hits his left arm, one hit his right arm forming a tri-fusion cannon, one hit his back forming a jetpack, one hits his head and the other one disappeared into his sup-space storage forming a tool that would help him. A few seconds after that the beam of energy stops and a spark-beat starts up with the spark shown as a nice light blue along the edges and the center being a dark blue. As his body floats along a space bridge opens up right in front of it and he gets sent through.
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Space around Cybertron: Luna 1
Luna 1 is one of Cybertrons two moons, the other one is Luna 2 on the opposite side of Cybertron and each of them have one main difference. Moon 1 is half metal mountains and valleys, the other half is a metal jungle with cables acting as vines. Moon 2 is mostly mountains, valleys, and the occasional small empty energon wells that used to produce oceans of energon before the war. Our story takes place on Luna 1.
The view zooms into a clearing in one of the moons jungles on the Equator. The clearing was quiet as space, but that was broken when what looks to be a small space bridge with abnormal coloring appeared, gold and white. It stayed there for a few seconds stabilizing itself, then it spat out a cybertronian and then it closed with a large discharge around the area then became quiet again, other then the groaning cybertronian that crashed into a metal boulder with his chassis going through the final changes still wrapped up in the cocoon of energy.
The Mechs body rested back against the boulder in pain and exhaustion from the drop and hitting the rock. His frame was massive compared to an most cybertronians and newer compared to other cybertronian. His armor is high grade, the kind that could tank more than a few shots from something like a Fusion Cannon.
The bots final changes were actually his outer frame forming over his protoform. As the energy cocoon dissipates from around the mech, we finally get our first look at his body. His helm looks like that of Optimus prime, with two fenials on both sides of his helm, a retractable battle mask that covers his mouth and nose like prime's does, a retractable visor like tfp soundwave over his optics. Between his head and his shoulder pads there is a rocket launcher like tfp breakdown. His chassis is broad and has windshields on it like Optimus and a tank canon in the center of his chassis like warpath, two extendable arms like soundwave on eather side of his tank.
His back has a jetpack with wing plates on each side of the jetpack and two tires on top, Arachne arms folded together on his upper back, and large wing plates like predaking, his shoulder pads are large and pointy like a mixture of megatron 2.0 and predaking.
The arms are large and muscular with sharp clawed digits, there is a double fusion cannon on his right arm. The chest tapers itself down to a wide tank like dark of the moon Optimus prime, his groin looks like pradacons rising megatron and clawed arms on the waist with dually tires on his upper thighs, as well as his pedes looked rather stubby-shaped with three dually tires in the formation of a triangle one on top and two on the bottom.
When he started to come around, it felt like he was run over by a transport hauler a few dozen times, Let's just say he never wanted to feel that again. As he started to get the feeling back in his frame everything felt sore. In a rush of memories he remembered his carrier and her sarrow with his death coming straight to the front of his mind. 'Wait a sec!' He thought freezing for a few seconds.
The bot suddenly bolts straight up and starts patting himself down. Once he noticed he was in one piece he started to calm down and slowly stop patting his body. A few nano-klicks later he finally starts to notice his surroundings, that being to him the area looks like a jungle made out of metal.
"W-Whaat, Where?" He said, slurring his words together after that nasty hit to the helm he took. It took him a couple nano-klicks to finally pull his processor together to actually think straight. As he started to look around he took a step toward one of the metal trees and stopped once he heard the sound of metal on metal.
He finally decided to actually take a look at his body. As soon as he got a look his optic's widened and his processor froze in shock of the change. "Ohh, I need to take a seat" He said with nausea as the world around him started to spin. He fell back on his Aft and spent a few kliks getting rid of the feeling.
"Okay, What do I remember last, before this?" he asked himself. A nano-klik later his helm snapped straight up 'my carrier, she was crying and it started to get dark, then I woke up here' thinking things through helped make the suppressed memories clearer than before.
"I…I died that's what happened" He said to himself in shock of losing everything. "But that doesn't explain how I'm here or...how I turned into a mech?!" He said to himself with confusion, shock, and a small amount of excitement of the change.
"If I've been reborn into a mech and I have no memories of that, the next question is where am I …?" He says and slowly looks upward. What he sees is Cybertron after the Autobots and Decepticons abandon it to search for energon and other resources. He stares at it in shock "Cybertron?!" as his processor crashes.
When the mech's processor boot's back up after the violent crash of learning where he is and his chassis transformation. As he finished booting up the mech in question slowly started to sit up to not give himself a bigger processor ache then he already had.
"Uhh, What happened?" He asked himself as the ache slowly started going away. He finally opened his optic's to see the metal moon around him and in a rush it all came back to him. "Oh yeah that happened" He muttered to himself as he finally stood up all the way on both his pede's.
'I need to get a look at my frame' He thought as he started to slowly walk toward a big tree to see his reflection in it. After a few unsteady steps he started to use more caution while walking cause he didn't want to fall on his face plate and embarrass himself. As he got closer to the tree the reflection began to clear up, the first thing he noticed was that his colors were primarily gunmetal black on his helm, groin, and legs, with secondary color magenta on his arms and chest and crimson flames all over his frame. He also noticed in the corner of his right eye a green blinking light. As soon as he focused his vision on the dot it blinked out and an outline of his body and his energon levels snapped up on his HUD(Heads Up Display),
"Well that is interesting, isn't it" said a disembodied voice spoken in multiple voices at once. At the voice omega spun around to look for the owner of the voice "megatron wanted to rule cybertron, only to destroy it."
"Who are you, where are you!" Omega yelled out at the darkness, not being able to see very far into the darkness.
"I am old, young one" the voice told omega "you cannot see me because I don't want you to see me" omega heard the voice now named rung said.
Omega looked around looking for anything. "What do you want." He said ready for anything to attack him.
"Nothing much just to point you in the direction of other cybertronians, they can help you." said the voice as the lights lit up around him revealing that he was just outside an industrial complex surrounded by plains that became large mountains in the distance.
Omega looked around still searching for the source of the voice. "Why, you don't know me." He said septical of the unseen bot.
The voice chuckled. "True I don't know you, but I have put all my faith into you young bot. Now follow the lights they will guide you to safety." Said the voice as it seemed to grow lower as if it was powering down.
Omega looked around and he was confused about the warning from the voice as if something was with him that he couldn't see. "Safety? What do you mean what is out here." He asks with Urgency and fear in his voice only to get Erie silence in return. "Ok so I'm alone but not alone, great, that's not reassuring." He said to himself as he began to walk and watch his surroundings as he followed where the lights lit and died out behind him.
Walking along the path layed out for him, omega could feel the ground vibrating as if something is moving underneath. Looking around his surroundings as he walked he could see corpses of autobots and Deceptacons, many of the corpses have chunks ripped out of them like something was eating them.