Epiphany (TFP x FEMME/OC)

Atlas

     I feel a hand tap on my forehead, pulling me from my power-down, only to be awoken by the giddy little glow of Mel's eyes. Raising a brow, I look over to Nitro who shrugs as Mel leans into my sight of him, blocking his figure, 'Are you awake, Mama?'

I laugh sitting up against the steel hull of the shuttle, 'Now I am.'

'Oh.' Mel giggles mischievously, 'Good, 'cause Uncle Starscream said that we are landing in any minute.'

I spring forward, causing Mel to jump back laughing. Taking Nitro's hand, I pull myself up, annoyance brewing through me, 'You didn't wake me.' My voice box cracking at the sudden use of it.

He shrugs again, 'For the record, your daughter was loud,' He laughs, 'I was pretty sure you were just ignoring us, but...' he scratches behind his neck, '...I guess you were really out of it.'

A sudden jerk of the shuttle made me topple slightly, my hand reaching out to grab Mel as her body toppled over, her face coming very close to contact with the floor. I grasp a large strap above me, steadying us. Unfortunately for Nitro, I watched as he was thrown into the closed bay door, denting the metal slightly. He groans as he stands and I look to Mel, who is on the cusp of exploding with laughter.

'Primus, your daughter is a Decepticon at heart.' He says, my head tilting in confusion, 'She enjoys watching people suffer.' We both laugh, I'm pretty sure Mel has no clue what she's laughing at, but we both look to each other nodding simultaneously then glance back to Nitro as he rubs at his sore arse, a few curses echoing from him.

'Obviously,' I pull her into my arms, putting my forehead to hers and she closes her eyes, both our breathing steadying, 'she is her mother's daughter after all.'

The slow beeping pulls our gazes to cargo door as it begins to draw down. I hear my brother behind me, so Nitro and I turn to see Starscream as he walks briskly past. I shrug at Nitro's creased brows, he leans over and whispers under his breath, 'Why does he always have a stick up his ass?'

I laugh, lowering Melissian to the ground then I cover her ears, and she jolts back looking up to me, wondering what I was doing as I whisper to Nitro, 'I think he likes it there.'

Snickering we look out onto the landing pad, both of us looking to each other as we stare upon the crowd of Decepticons, all either arriving or departing. But as we step down the ramp, Mel's hand wraps around Nitro's finger nervously shaking at the sudden influx of faces.

Nitro moves to pick her up, but I wave him off, and he stops his motion, noting my own worried features and he gives me an understanding nod.

'We must be ready for anything.' I whisper and he stands a little straighter at my warning.

The hangar falls silent as we step free from the shuttle's hull, and all optics fall to the young sparkling between mine and Nitro's forms. Melissian.

I held my head higher, not wanting to look at Mel. I don't want her to think I was affected by their stares. Turning I see Starscream grumbling to himself, bringing his hand through the air beckoning Nitro and I to follow.

'A sparkling?' Someone whispers.

'I heard the rumors but this.'

'Yes, the rumor, what was it called though?'

'I believe it was A Birth Of The Gods.'

'But who are the Gods?' The same thought floating through my mind.

Someone answered, with a pointed finger 'The golden femme is the mother of the youngling.'

'Why does it look so...familiar?' The question echoes through the soldier, and I feel Mel hug closer to my form and I place a reassuring hand on her shoulder.