Fate's Secret (A TFP Story)

Many questions! No Awnsers!

"Predaconian/ Language of the beasts = "..."

(predacon form above)

(Narrator PoV)
A Roar was heard from high in the sky, as a large moving Shadow covered a Red and blue semi-truck. The truck severed off the road and of into the dessert, the shadow always looming over it, as the shadow grew smaller, and the roars became louder, as both drew further from prying eyes.

Once far enough out, the semi transformed, revealing optimus prime.

Whit his battle mask up and his starsaber raised, prepared for an upcoming Fight whit the beast above, thinking it the be the Decepticons Predacon looking for a Fight.

Though what he did not expect was for a much smaller, and leaner Predacon covered in armour as pitch black as black hole, seemingly absorbing all light surrounding the area.

Landing right Infront of the prime and starting to circle him, the Pitch Predacon stood only to the primes shoulder pads, while standing on its hind stabilisers.

The Prime never once took his optics of the metallic Beast however, knowing well from arcee and Bumblebee that size dosnt determine skill or strength.

As soon as he figured out its pattern he fired of a low charg shot, aiming for the predacons hind Stabilisers, hopping to stop or at least slow it's movement.

Though the Void Beast reacted Faster, having doged the shot from instinct, brought by multiple years of training whit larger Enemies.

It quickly send a shot of ice at his pedes in retaliation for the attack.

The prime however noticed the sloppy movements, like it just came from a place far enough away to exhaust its systems.

He Quickly took down the Predacon, knocking it out and calling for a Groundbridge.

He was quite relieved when noticing that the Predacon not just much smaller than him but also much lighter, making it easy to carry it back to base.

He was quick to find a vacant Cell, which was little less then they're usually berth room's, as it still contained a berth as well as a small desk.

Optimus made sure to chain the Smaller pitch black Predacon tight, also having Ratchet make a muzzle which they put on it, while clipping its wings.

Though an unusual sight, the team waited for there leader to awnser there silent Questions.

But once he explained what happened it peaked there curiosity even more, especially when Ratchet left its cell whit results from a quick checkup and scan.

"Turns out you found a female Predacon, Rough, No Life Treating Damages and Having both Dark and regular Energon running through her systems. Still a youngling if I'd have to guess, and definitely low on fuel. On top of That she seems to have a... Unique... Spark" Ratchet rants as he walked back and forth with thought.

"What makes her Spark so Unique, Sunshine?" Weeljack asked whit a Wink, only earning him a glare and scowl from the Grumpy Field Medic.

"Well for starters, its rather Weak, concerningly so, so ready to collapse into itself at any given moment. And then theres the fact that that Predacon has a quite literal spark, of a... Prime" The medic Was quick to elaborate on the topic.

Just then the heard a loud screech, coming from the now occupied cell, also seeing the medbay void of the unconscious 'Human'.

But the thing that was present was the sound of chirping and and a sort of static Bark, from the cell, the Autobots only being able to assume the worst of what could be happening.

(Fate's PoV)

"BUCKET!!!" I Roar out in Glee and joy, knowing my closest companion and control point, was ALIVE.

"FATE!!!" She yelled just as excited, Transforming into her Cybertronian form which looks very similar to the screeching seeker SIC of the decepticons.

The only real difference was that she was shorter him whit more Purple and Blue accents, and the optic colours.

If anybody looked at her from the back, they'd think Starscream got a new paint job from Knockout.

"Ya sure that form is safe there, star?" I asked in amusement, knowing only she could understand Predaconian.

"Whatever, also what's up whit the predacon form? They're extinct Fate, Cybertronians are gonna question you! I can't tell if your just stupid, or lost YOUR common sense when we got separated!" Bucket/Starstreak said as she playfully rolled her optics at me, working on trying to remove the chains and restraints.

Suddenly the door slammed open reviling everybot, weapons raised and loded ready to shot at either of us.

'Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr'

"Starscream!" Arcee shouted only having seen Star's backplating, not noticing the colour shit or removed chains around my Stabilisers and neck.

Those giving me back my mobility except for my Flight.

I Quickly Stood and stood Infront of star, standing on my hind pedes to cover her as much as possible while growling.

"Hi? Im not starscream, can we maybe just talk this out? Im sure we don't have to fight!" Star said light hearted, not Liking the aggressive behaviour of either side.

"Identify Yourself!" My Autobot 'Sir' spoke.

"Well im buck- Starstreak, and this is- Owwww!" The Autobots watched and listend to Buckets interduction as i cut her off when she was about to interduce me, whit a slap to the back of her helm whit my Tail.

"Shush Bucks, Im interduceing myself, Im not about to tell them Im Fate or Kathrin. Also that super tall Prime looking one is me sire!"

"Be my guest then, oh high and mighty Predacon!" She replied Playfully.

I huff as i lower my frame Temperature to freeze al the locks till they break of, Transforming into my Bipedal form straight after.

Everybot took a step back as i transformed, 'Cowards' i Commented Internally.

I stretch out my for joints and stand um straight, still being the shortest person in the room.

"My Designation is Splitspark and im-"

"The long lost Prime of Frost!" My sire finished for me his weapon dropping and optics widening as he stared at me in disbelief.

I Keep my Frozen over looking Bi-Coloured Optics Trained on his Blue once i recall his work the the Archive's of Icon.

The only place that still Held any Knowledge of my excistans, and the very few Myths and Legends i have been Given.

"I Keep forgetting you used to work in the Icon halls of Records." I mumbled. "However you still are correct i presume, Optimus Prime"

"But How?" Asked a confused and shocked Optimus. Whit all Other Autobots Being Frozen In Shock and a bit of terror.