Moonshine (Transformers oc)

Chapter 14: Preparing for the Unknown

The days following Moonshine's vision were filled with quiet contemplation among the Autobots. The young seeker's connection to the ancient Primes was no longer just a theory—it was a fact that carried immense implications. Moonshine's spark wasn't merely unique; it was a living conduit to the very foundation of Cybertronian existence. And while the Autobots saw this as a source of hope, they also knew it placed a heavy burden on the little one.

Moonshine, blissfully unaware of the weight of his destiny, continued to explore his surroundings with an eagerness that warmed the hearts of those around him. Bumblebee, as usual, stayed close, always ready to guide the young seeker or help him test his growing abilities. Today, however, Optimus had requested Moonshine's presence in the command center for a more focused session.

The Command Center

Moonshine perched on Bumblebee's shoulder, his small frame steady as his wings twitched slightly in anticipation. The room was bustling with quiet activity as Ratchet adjusted holographic displays, and Arcee and Bulkhead stood nearby, watching with curiosity. At the center of the room stood Optimus, his imposing figure radiating calm authority as he prepared to address the group.

"Thank you all for being here," Optimus began, his deep voice resonating through the space. "Moonshine's connection to the Primes has been confirmed. He carries within him knowledge and power that may one day shape the future of Cybertron. It is our duty to help him understand this connection and to prepare him for what lies ahead."

Bumblebee glanced up at Moonshine, who was tilting his head curiously at the holographic projections in front of him. "He's just a sparkling, Optimus," Bumblebee said gently. "How can we help him with something even we don't fully understand?"

Optimus turned his gaze to Moonshine, his optics softening. "By giving him the space to grow, the guidance to learn, and the protection he will undoubtedly need. Moonshine may be young, but the spark within him is ancient. It will guide him, and we must ensure he has the tools and the safety to follow that path."

Ratchet stepped forward, tapping a control panel to bring up an image of the ancient Cybertronian glyphs that Moonshine had so easily deciphered days earlier. "His ability to read and connect with these symbols is just the beginning," Ratchet explained. "I've been studying the energy signatures left behind in his spark after his vision. It's clear that whatever connection he has to the Primes, it's growing stronger."

Moonshine, sensing the attention on him, chirped softly and reached out a small servo toward the hologram. The glyphs shimmered as if reacting to his presence, and once again, Moonshine felt that deep resonance within his spark. He didn't fully understand the meaning, but he could feel the weight of the symbols—their purpose, their power.

Bumblebee reached up, steadying Moonshine with a hand. "He's drawn to them," Bumblebee said, his voice filled with quiet wonder. "It's like he knows they're part of him."

Optimus stepped closer, kneeling down to be at Moonshine's level. "Moonshine," he said softly, "you carry within you the legacy of the Primes. These symbols, this knowledge—it is yours to protect, to learn, and to share when the time is right."

Moonshine chirped again, his optics flickering with recognition as he touched one of the symbols. The glyphs responded, glowing brighter for a moment before dimming back to their original state. The Autobots watched in silence, the significance of the moment sinking in.

Preparing for the Challenges Ahead

After the session, Ratchet and Optimus gathered the team for a private discussion. Moonshine had been entrusted to Arcee for a short while, giving the others time to address the growing concerns about what his presence might attract.

Ratchet's expression was serious as he addressed the group. "The energy signature we detected during Moonshine's vision—it was strong. Strong enough that it could have been detected beyond the base. If there are those out there who seek the power of the Primes, Moonshine will be a target."

Bulkhead crossed his arms, his tone grim. "You're saying someone might already know about him?"

"It's possible," Ratchet admitted. "The signature wasn't subtle, and anyone with advanced scanning capabilities could have picked it up. We need to be prepared for the possibility that someone will come looking for him."

Optimus nodded, his gaze steady. "Then we will ensure Moonshine is protected at all costs. He is not just our responsibility—he is our hope. Whatever challenges lie ahead, we will face them together."

Bumblebee, leaning against the wall, spoke up. "We need to teach him to protect himself, too. He's small now, but one day, he'll need to know how to use his abilities—not just his connection to the Primes, but his wings, his speed. He's a seeker. That alone makes him powerful."

Optimus placed a hand on Bumblebee's shoulder, his expression thoughtful. "You're right, Bumblebee. Moonshine's journey is just beginning. We must prepare him for the future, but we must also allow him to grow at his own pace."

Ratchet sighed, his tone softening. "He's still a sparkling, after all. There's only so much we can ask of him right now. But we can start by giving him the tools he'll need when the time comes."

A Quiet Moment

Later that evening, Bumblebee sat with Moonshine in the nursery, the room dimly lit as the young seeker rested in his swing crib. Moonshine chirped softly, his small wings twitching as he shifted in the gentle sway of the crib. Bumblebee watched him, his optics warm with affection.

"You've got a big role to play, little guy," Bumblebee said softly. "But don't worry—we're all here for you. You don't have to figure it all out at once."

Moonshine cooed in response, his optics blinking slowly as he settled into recharge. Bumblebee leaned back, letting the quiet hum of the base surround them. Whatever challenges lay ahead, he knew one thing for certain: Moonshine wasn't just the key to their future—he was part of their family. And for now, that was enough.