Transformers Prime *The Decepticon Femme* Optimus Love Story

Ch. 11 One Shall Fall

Halo POV

It's been around three whole weeks since NightWave and I began staying at the Autobots base. I have already spoken with everyone and rapidly formed small friendships with almost everyone at base including Ratchet and Optimus. However, NightWave made it very clear that she didn't want to join them, so she wasn't even trying to win their trust. To be honest, I feel bad for her because it seems like the other Autobots didn't trust her, aside from maybe Ratchet and Optimus. I've seen NightWave speak with Ratchet a couple of times and even help him out from time to time which was a bit surprising and Optimus seems to believe that NightWave could change.

I would be lying if I said that I didn't miss NightWave and my alone time at home, even though I enjoyed the time at the base. At base, NightWave was prohibited from using her weapons or alt-mode. For her, leaving the base was also not allowed, thus going back home soon was out of the question right now.

I was on the couch watching Jack, Raf, and Miko scroll through a conspiracy website replacing any pictures of any of the Autobots with something else. I remember that when we first met, I had the same problem with NightWave but it didn't become a bigger issue later since she learned to stay hidden.

"Pass" "Nah" "Kid in a costume" "Balloon" Nope" "Hold on" 

Finally, Jack told Raf who stopped on a photo with Bumblebee's alt-mode, and it showed no one driving the vehicle. 

"Camera sure loves Bee" Jack commented. I nodded.

"What can you do? When you're a superstar your paparazzi bait" Miko added. I chuckled and nodded since I remember a picture of NightWave on her alt-mode with no passenger.  

"Wait is that Bumblebee?" Ratchet asked when he turned and saw the picture. He sounded like he didn't like the idea of Bumblebee's picture being on the internet.

"Yeah, on a conspiracy website, where users post evidence of close encounters, but we have it under control, Ratchet. We just scrub Bee and replace him with..." Raf started as he replaced Bumblebee's photo with a cat in a space suit saying "Take me to your feeder." Suddenly, Ratchet laughed out loud surprising everyone in the room. 

"Ratchet actually laughed?" Miko asked in disbelief, while Ratchet had a nervous expression. Just then, Jack turned to Optimus who was staring at the main computer. 

"Um, Optimus do you want to see something funny?" Jack asked, but Optimus's quick answer was a simple "no" while not even turning to look at us.

"Don't take it personally. Primes are built like that" Arcee said as she walked behind Ratchet.

"Never seen Optimus laugh, cry, or lose his cool" Bulkhead added.

": Reminds me of someone:" I heard NightWave whisper under her breath. I chuckled and right away knew who she was talking about.

"While Optimus most certainly keeps his emotions in check I have known him far longer than any of you, and he was different before he was made a Prime" Ratchet said. 

"Optimus wasn't always a Prime?" Raf asked.

"Of course not. The title Prime isn't just a last name. Is a title given to someone worthy of it" I replied.

"And you know all this because...?" Jack started. I smiled and looked at NightWave, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Night taught me a bunch of Cybertronian history. I learned a lot the whole time I been living with her" I explained. Jack nodded.

"Halo's right. On Cybertron, one isn't born into greatness. Rather, one must earn it. Maybe you three should take some notes and learned more about our history" Ratchet added.