Transformers: Prime: Smokescreen's Destiny

Chapter 1: Captured

NOTE: The following fanfic takes place in an alternate timeline of Transformers: Prime and it takes place before my fan-made sequels to said Transformers: Prime. I do not own the rights to the characters or Transformers. Credit goes to Hasbro! I only own the OC's (Original Characters for short), and this fanfic. Any signs of continuity errors should just be accepted as part of an alternate universe. With that said. Enjoy!

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Last night, Smokescreen had a strange dream. He was being rocked to sleep and bottle-fed in a baby blanket as a newborn sparkling. Baby Smokescreen was being nursed by an unknown mech that he assumed was his caregiver. But he couldn't tell if he was being taken care of by his caregiver or his father. The dream was all a blur, like a dream of a long distant memory. A few minutes later as the dream faded, Smokescreen woke up feeling surprised as he gasped from his slumber.

"It was only a dream. Just a dream...or was it a memory?" Smokescreen said to himself.

Smokescreen sighed and then he got up from his berth and he walked over to get some Energon to drink.

In the main room, Optimus Prime was standing tall in the computer room when he heard Smokescreen coming. The red and blue Autobot leader looked at the recruit and he can tell that he was fully recharged yet he had a frowning expression on his faceplate.

"Smokescreen. You're awake." Optimus said.

"Hey, Optimus. How's it going?" Smokescreen greeted.

"You don't seem to be happy. What's wrong?" Optimus asked in curiosity.

"N-Nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?" Smokescreen asked.

"I couldn't help but notice that you've been having some difficulties in recharging." Optimus Prime replied. "Ratchet told me that you've been having some strange dreams like you're having some sort of vision in your sleep." The Prime told the Autobot rookie.

Smokescreen sighed. "Well, I...I had this strange dream where someone was taking care of me at the nursery when I was an infant sparkling. I couldn't tell if my caregiver was my nurse or my guardian or even...my father." He told Optimus.

"Your father?" Optimus asked.

"I know it sounds crazy. I didn't even think that Cybertronians could reproduce. But truthfully, I never knew what my family was like and I never knew my mother or my father." Smokescreen replied.

Optimus Prime couldn't help but sympathize with the young white, red, and blue Autobot before he had an idea of how he could cheer up the recruit.

"Why don't I take you outside the base with me so that we can both go outside for a drive? Perhaps that will lift your spirits up for a while after we're done driving outside in our vehicle modes." Optimus Prime suggested.

"Really? But it's still dark outside at night. What if we run into trouble?" Smokescreen said.

"Do not worry, we will manage to avoid danger outside of our base if anything happens. We'll even lookout for any of the Decepticons," Optimus Prime promised.

"Okay. I would like to recharge after we're done driving." Smokescreen said.

"Understood, Smokescreen. Come on, let's rollout." Optimus replied.