bumblebee's journey (book 1)

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Bumblebees pov:

It was now nearing night I watched as the other bot walked to and fro and realized all of them were older than me. I remembered that I was the last of the generation or some of the very few that were still alive. I thought back I had been born into war and never knew what it was like to feel completely safe. Also I never had a true home we moved with the autobot team because of kickback we had been staying at the town for a while. Stormchaser had moved with use because he requested to be with kickback but I knew he just wanted to be with me. He was like a brother to me.....and now he was gone. Then I thought back to the young bots of my town I was all that was left..... The last of the very young died in that town along with my only hope. I looked up at the stars and cybertrons two moons Luna 1 was the bigger one and the other Luna 2. I laugh to myself at such creative names. 

I was sitting on one of the leagues of the fountain for the sleeping hall. "B-127 you didn't come to the med tent today" I heard a angry ratchet and my helm snapped to the sound. "scrap I um................ Frag" I say and hang my helm. "Mmmhhh no excuse get in there or this wrench is going 'get' to your helm" I jump up and walk over to the med tent with a angry ratchet in pursuit. I make it there and pause before entering. The small energon stained room always reminded me of my time in the decepticon war prisoners hold the stench didn't help either. "Take your time..... Optimus told me what happened with yoh and the cons" I look to him. "Those sick scrapplets" he hissed. I looked back at the tent and walked in the aroma of spilled energon mad me sike to the spark but I wouldn't let ratchet see that. I quietly sit on the berth and lift up my left arm to let him reach the wound. "so  B-127 A primes appreciation how... Fun" he finishes as he worked on my wound. 

"yeah I'm still shocked by it to" I replied. "and let me guess you know all of the story to" I say slightly annoyed but he shared everything with ratchets. He mumered a yes and continue working. He hits a very painful spot and I flinch far away. "S-sorry" I stamer and move back. "All good i'll be more gentle" he says and continued working. "Tell me B-127 if you were to escape where would you go" he questioned me. "Well I'd go to umm.......I - I would go um... I had always thought I would just go back to my home or what resembled it at lest" he paused and looked up at me for a second. "you never had a home" his optics showed remorse. This was new I hadn't told optimus about. I looked away embarrassed by my mistake. "no not really" I can't stop and just continue. "ratchet what was it like before..... Before the war what was life like" I say curious.

"right...you were born into the war.... It was peaceful the decepticons and autobot were friends and bots could go were they pleased without being faced with missile threats or the fear of being kidnapped medics still had their work cut out for them with you younglings running around" he chuckled and I slightly did to but stopped when it rubbed my wound painfully. "mmmm you need to take it easy no more little sprawls" I look back to him disappointed. "you know I'm never going to listen to that" I say playfully. "I know you wont but just go easy or you'll just be here longer" he replied and stood up. "finished and don't miss tomorrow or there will be no where you can hid this wrench wont find your helm got it" he said holding the wrench menacingly. "got it don't skip" I reply and walk out of the tent. "and hey its not so bad here" I add

I can feel his surprise. I still hate it here being cooped up in this place all day well now I at least get to leave from time to time. I can tell ratchet was holding back the bad news and he knew it to. I was going to have to stay here longer regardless if took a break. I sighed and started to the sleeping hall the cool air whispering in the night almost like someone was talking to me. ~B-127 I'm here come to me~ I whip around someone was talking to me. "who's there" I say surveying the camp no one was there. ~don't be frightened bumblebee~ who was this the must not be talking to me my names not bumblebee whatever that was. ~I am talking to you~ what how could they hear my thoughts who was this bot. 

~hehe silly i am no bot I am the allspark~ the allspark how it was just a box.....filled with new and old life. ~yes I am alive~ no my mind must be playing tricks on me. ugg maybe I should go see ratchet again. ~that wont be necessary I can prove that I am the all spark look up to the stars find the red meteor~ I don't think it will work but I look up any ways. there it is a flaming bright red meteor blazing across the sky. 'how' I think to my self I start to get scared. ~because bumblebee I am the all spark~ it says to me. my name is B-127 not bumblebee who is this are they really talking to me. ~oops I guess I'm a little early~ early to what could it see the future. ~yes I can the future the present and the past all of it and all the different possibility that could unfold~

so why are you talking to me of all bots. ~hehe I am here to deliver you a message that will save all the autobots someday~ what is it and why not give it to a more important bot than just me. ~because  bumblebee you are the more important bot but besides that...~ what pleas tell me. ~one day you will make a noble sacrifice and a friend will make a one greater but when the time comes take the chance you will save all of Cybertron... my sweet Bee~ ...bee.... thats what my carrier nova called me. hello are you still there. no response I geuss its gone. I walked into the sleeping hall I get no sleep all night all I can think about isy interactions with the allspark.