TFP: Alone

Chapter 1: "What are you?"

A/N: All the dialogue in italics is supposed to be Cybertronian.

Legacy's P.O.V.

Today would be my first day attending school at the Learning Center. It had been several months since I've arrived on Cybertron and I was now living with Dad in Enforcer tenements.

I had learned that Mom was alive. At first I was happy, but then I learned that she left Dad and that she was missing. There was no way to contact her and she made no attempt to contact any of us. Why did she leave Dad? Nothing made sense.

When Dad came back and saw me, he was expressionless. He never said my name, never even breathed a word about Mom or Orion. He hardly talked at all. If he did it was either, 'lock the door when I leave' or 'go do your homework.'

He wasn't even really like my dad anymore. We never talked, our bond was completely closed off, and we never spent any sort of quality time together. I didn't even know him.

Our house was a small two berthroom, one washroom unit. There was a small living area, which I never used, and a galley, the kitchen. My room was barely decorated. I had a few things from my old room, like a poster of one of my favorite bands and a piece of driftwood that was on a shelf to remind me of Earth.

I missed Earth. I had always dreamt of seeing Cybertron as a human, but now, I realize that there isn't much to see. Sure it was shiny and big, but there was no color. The skies were gray, there was no green grass, or tall trees.

The closest thing to an Ocean was the Sea of Rust, which was a vast, barren wasteland. I hadn't really met any Bots, because I knew I would be criticized by how I looked. My face was a dead give away. My cheeks and lips were stretchy like a humans, not to mention I still had the creamy skin, but just thicker and glossy.

My insides were different too. I had no T-cog. I still had a heart, although it had spark energy. I had tanks that growled when they were empty. I also still needed human nutrients. I was still partly organic.  

In order for me to become an official Autobot citizen of Iacon, I needed not only to learn the language, but convert religions. As a human, I believed in both Gods, but now I can only practice one faith.

It was a small ceremony that consisted of me commending my spark to Primus and drinking fresh energon, or his 'blood'.

Now I have an ID that I must carry with me at all times. It has a picture of me with my information on it. Enforcers at checkpoints, Learning centers, and other public areas would check them or scan your face. There was very strict law on Cybertron that was in place to catch Decepticon fugitives, or wanted criminals.

When I was living with Prowl and Jazz, they had informed me of all the terrible things that were going on in Cybertron. Thievery, fraud, murder. All because people were scared of starving and living homeless.

The Bot that helped teach me the language was one of the Bots that helped in the Revival of Cybertron. Sureflight was an excellent teacher. He was patient and understanding. He wad actually a councilor at the Learning Center. I would probably be hanging out in his office during our breaks for refueling.

There is still trouble with me understanding a few words so he set up a program on my datapad that works as a translator. Adrian, who I really considered an uncle, had transferred files from my laptop and phone to Sureflight who put it all on my datapad. I could read as many books as I wanted and I would get some of the news from Earth. I even had my pictures and some music.

I was currently home alone. Dad had already left to go to work and I was having breakfast. My breakfast only took half a cube of energon and a capsule of human nutrients that Jolt and Ratchet came up with.