Live in TF's

There are lots of folks out there who say that they would love to see a "REAL" transformer. For me that particular wish has brought no end to my troubles. My Fellow Fanfic writer KenyaStarflight was brave enough to come out with her tales of just how "REAL" fictional characters can be. So here I come as well with my own story.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Aftermath

It was about four in the morning last night when they came to the brig and woke me up. OKay well they didn't really wake me, I had been for the most part just stareing at the cealing until my circuts forced me into recharge. So I was indeed a lil shocked when the lights snapped on and Grimlock and Ironhide grabbed me and hauled me out of my cell.
I really didnt know much of what to expect other than to get my ears pinned back by someone for trying to help poor Rose. i had done what she'd wanted me to, and i got my self in trouble for it too. See if i ever fall for that cute lil pout of hers again.
To make a long story very much shorter, they hauled me up to the bridge took off my binders and suddenly started saluting me.
"SIR," I turned and found Prowl there looking at me. "We have reached the Mustafar system, awaiting further orders."
Once I managed to get my mouth shut, i realized that something must have happened. The battel was more than likely over.
"Establish a safe orbit," I told them, "Then open all medical facilities to the casualties below."
"SIR!" I got salutes and then watched as they took off.
A few seconds later the screen snapped to life and Megatron was on the other end.
"Good to see you have your Father's gift for fast thinking," He commented. "the nemisis has also opened her doors to the injured. Since you are now the acting Prime Rodimus. We are awaiting your orders."
"Just keep us in orbit until we find out how many are hurt."
"can do," he nodded and shut the screen off.
I left the command post and headed down to check on the injured, no way of knowing that i was going to relive one of my worse night mares.
One of the strechers that were being hauled in, amoung those that continaed , wear cats, a huge blue dragon, asguard and many others, was a gigantic one that held my father. Optimus.
He lookedl ike he had taken down something monsterous with his bare hands, litterally.Half his mask was gone and there were more than a few things that I knew had to have come from lava.
Just like that i was back at the city seeing him blown to bits as i stood by. I shook my had and MADE my self get it under control, heading into the mayham to help the best i could.
I'm no medic but Ratchet, and Firstaid needed extra hands and mine were available.
Eventually that horrid night came to an end, every one that could have been treated her on the ark, or over on the nemesis was and now they were busy keeping the medics company.
So that left me with time to do what i had to do, find my father.
There he was, right where they told me. Still i could see something was wrong. His eyes were deeply despondant, like he had lost something.
"Dad?" I asked.
"Roddy?" He looked up at me, "Kenya, she..."
"I know dad, I heard," I shook my head, "She did it out of love, just like Mom."
"He did what he had too, we all did. But..."
"Death has never stopped you, "I shook my head, "It wont stop him."
"Why Rodimus," He asked me softly.
"Why what dad?"
"Why do Madmen always want to destroy something beautiful and Innocent?" He paused and exhaled, "Just because of who they love."
I stopped and looked at him for a moment. "Stay here."
Ten minuts later i was standinng in a smaller med bay illuminated by a soft blue glow. i walked Closer and wiped the frost off the glass of the source of light.
"Maybe megs was right," I stood up and hit the deactvation switch, "time to show him that your safe."
There was a soft hiss as the thing cracked open and i looked at the thing inside. Long curly brown hair spread out behind her, she was still dressed in the jeans and black t-shirt she had been when they crammed her in here, around one small cream colored hand a silver chain holding the Matrix was tiwned.
If this wasnt enough to save his sprit from the horrors of the battle, nothing would be.
Another ten minutes later i had returned to My Father's quarters, this time carrying his most prized possesion to him like she was made out of glass. The fact was she was still out and wasnt about to come around for another 12 hours or so. So she was there for him, and didnt even know it.
"You.."
"Brought her?" I finished as I hadned her over. "OH yah, you think i was going to listen to her yell cus we didnt?"
I dont think he even heard me any more, just seeing that she was safe and alive was more than enough to help him.
Now I have to go help another person, a friend who is where i was long ago.
I make sure im the proper size before i go on my luke hunt. I wont let the man worry about his father alone, wait for death with no one there for him.
My father and his lover are safe for now, i have to check into this.
The man has to recover, so many hearts will break if he does not. I've seen it, I've lived it.
We are all here praying for you anakin. Dont give up.
Rodimus Prime

1 Comments:

  • At 9:56 PM, Blogger Kenya Starflight said…

    Prime, thank you for your heroic efforts in our battle. I'm so sorry you were injured, and hope you recover quickly and completely.

    Roddy, my prayers are with your father.

    Rose, don't ream them too badly for helping us.

    May the Force be with you all.

     

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