Influx POV:
I stir from stasis as Primus calls to me. "Wake up, my child. You are in danger," is all I hear as I online fully.
The cube is being destroyed. I am blinded by a bright light as the cube around me shatters. As its last hope to keep me safe, it sends out a burst of energy at whatever is trying to harm me. I fall to the ground. I have never been out of the cube.
I look up once my optics adjust to see Megatron looking in at me as he falls over—dead. He has now joined the Well of the AllSpark where he will meet his fate.
I'm soon rendered unconscious from sensory overload, not being able to process the information sent in. Soon, my world goes black as I go into stasis lock.
Third POV:
As the AllSpark is destroyed, bright light comes from it. Soon, in the place where the cube once was, there is a small bot. They are about 3' tall, and the bot is unconscious. Surprise is evident on all of their faceplates.
"Who is this? Where did they come from?" were questions in their processors. Ratchet scanned the small bot, only for a bewildered look to cross his face.
Ratchet - "I don't know how else to put this, but... they are the AllSpark. I don't know how, but they also seem to be in stasis lock."
Prime slowly picked up the bot to look at it closer. They had a peaceful look on their face.
Prime - "We will take them with us until they wake. And Sam... I must thank you for saving my life."
Influx POV:
The battle had ended.
The sounds of war had gone quiet, only distant echoes of human sirens and shifting debris filling the background. The heat of conflict still hung in the air, and the sky was slowly darkening above Mission City.
I lay resting within Prime's sparkling hold, still dim with lingering static in my systems. His steps were steady, even as he overlooked the wreckage and the horizon beyond—his spark thrumming gently beneath me. overlooking the Pacific. The gentle vibration of his spark was steady, a comforting rhythm that helped me relax.
The memory comes in pieces, shimmering like starlight on still water.
It was just after Megatron had fallen. The battlefield was scorched, thick with smoke and energy static. Prime stood over me, frame marked with damage. His spark flickered—not on the verge of extinguishing, but slowed and unbalanced from exhaustion and old wounds.
He had given everything he had in that fight. The battle drained him more than he let show.
As he held me, my systems responded on their own. My spark pulsed in rhythm with his. Not out of panic—out of instinct. I reached out.
He is hurting... I must help.
Energy from my spark extended outward in gentle waves, like warm light wrapping around his core. It didn't repair his armor—it healed his spark. Old scarring faded. Stabilizers aligned. Even tension I hadn't noticed in his limbs began to ease.
His optics widened as he looked down at me.
"What... what are you doing?"
You are my protector. I won't let you fall.
His spark pulsed brighter. More stable. And then I felt it—an echo in the Well.
"A Prime renewed—not by the might of war, but through the will of a spark still dreaming."
The connection faded as gently as it had formed. I felt my frame sag from the effort, but Prime's hold had already steadied.
He didn't speak again. He didn't need to.
We were no longer strangers. We were kin.*
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Prime's Speech:
"Though the cube is no more, the spark at its heart still lives. A spark that has chosen to remain.
Cybertron may not yet be restored... but hope did not perish with the AllSpark.
We have found a new home. A world of uncertainty, but also of promise.
We live among its people now—hiding in plain sight, but watching, protecting.
I have witnessed their courage, their strength... and their compassion.
And though we are worlds apart, something bridges us.
I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars:
We are here. We are waiting..."
(To be continued)
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(end of first movie but i will have more parts that lead up to the second movie) :)
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Allspark(updated/fixed)
Fanfictionwhat if the allspark is not what it seems, and what we see is just the shale of what is acuity the allspark. what if it was all an illusion to protect the real allspark or should I say who really is the allspark.. (I do not own transformers or bayve...
