Fixing Bounds (A TFP Fanfic)

A new friend

"You're back early," Salvage commented from where he lounged against the wall. They had moved to another destination; Nevada. They had taken refuge in an abandoned shed in the middle of nowhere, which meant they could have some free reign to transform and stroll about. But of course, some humans would pass by, so they hid in the shed as no one ever entered it. The humans said it was "haunted".

Haunted my aft, Salvage thought bitterly.

"Saw a decepticon patrol. It won't be coming this way though; I made sure they went the opposite way," Nightfire answered, walking in with heavy pede's as he sat against the opposite wall to his sparkmate. "What's up with the scratches?"

Salvage glanced down at his pale blue and gold paint, seeing a few scratches here and there. Shrugging, he answered simply, "I was racing with Aurora in the sand."

Nightfire rolled his optics. "Of course you two were. Where is Aurora by the way?"

"She said she wanted to check out the town nearby. She's only been gone for five Earth minutes; she'll be fine," Salvage soothed.

"I hope you're right."

Little did they know, that nobot was safe anymore.

~Öo.oÖ~

The drive around the town was enjoyable so far, and now she drove through the desert in her alt mode (a silver and gold 2007 peterbilt 389). The heat against her amour was welcoming, and helped her relax. For some reason, she always loved the temperature just a tad warmer.

Finally stopping on a cliff, Aurora noticed a pile of rocks. Ignoring it, she sat at the edge, and without thinking she began to sing as her light red optics took in the scenery.

"Wish I were with you, I couldn't stay... Every direction, leads me away... Pray for tomorrow, but for today..."

She didn't notice the heavy pede's coming towards her.

"All I want is to be home..." Energon fell down her optics, and she drew her knees up, wrapping her arms around them as she rested her chin on her knee. "Stand in the mirror, you look the same... Just lookin' for shelter, from cold and the pain... Someone to cover, safe from the rain...

"All I want is to be home... Echoes and silence, patience and grace... All of these moments, I'll never replace... No fear of my spark, absence of faith..." She heard somebot sit next to her, but she didn't care. "All I want is to be home, Ooh... All I want is to be home... People I've loved, I have no regrets... Some I remember, some I forget... Some of them living, some of them dead... All I want is to be home..."

It was silent, and without turning her helm she asked quietly, "Have you ever wished to go to your home planet that you know nothing about? I have only ever heard stories, but I know they could never capture Cybertron properly. What of you, stranger? Were you born on Cybertron, or are you Earth-born?"

"I was born on Cybertron, young one," the stranger's voice rumbled. "My designation is Optimus Prime. And you are?"

"Aurora. My step Carrier and Sire are autobots, but I am unsure of who I am. I overheard them once, talking about me; they said something about if I might join the decepticons. It's my optics that makes them think that, I know." She looked at Optimus, noticing he was similar to her. "Why must others judge another for their appearance, Optimus Prime? It makes me wonder who my real Carrier and Sire are. Did you ever know your parents?"

"They died when I was very young," Optimus answered, looking at the horizon.

"I am sorry for your loss, friend," Aurora said, also looking towards the horizon. Glancing at him, she said, "I understand the feeling; not of them dying, but I know what it is like to not have them around. My step Carrier and Sire do an amazing job, and I even have bounds with them, but it will never fill the emptiness in my spark." She paused. "You know, I never really met any other bot except my Carrier and Sire. It's nice to make friends with somebot new; you're a nice mech, even after only knowing you for a few minutes. My step Carrier and Sire told me I should keep away from others, so I don't run into the wrong bots."

"You're step Carrier and Sire are wise to tell you that."

"I don't really think so." That earnt a frown. "They can judge because they have met them personally, but I have no right to judge as I have never met them. They may have changed, but my step Sire and Carrier say that Megatron could never change; I don't believe that."

"Why?"

"Because everybot deserves a second chance. Maybe in a year, Megatron will change. He may change in a week, or maybe in a month. Who are we to judge another? All I hear are stories of how he killed Cybertron and countless innocents, and how he treats nobot with respect. Where are the stories of kindness, hm? Megatron couldn't have always been bad; I know that somewhere, he has a side of compassion, but he won't let it show. It frustrates me, how somebots can hold onto their pride like that. They can never admit they're wrong." She paused, chuckling in embarrassment. "Sorry, didn't mean to bore you."

"No, you didn't. I also believe in second chances. Megatron is my brother, after all."

She looked at him in shock, but it was soon replaced with a soft expression as she smiled. "Then there should be a chance for him to change; maybe you can show him."

"How?"

"Well... I don't know," she admitted, looking at the ground, then back at him. "But you're his brother, surely there is something in your memories that may shed light on how to bring him back? He can't be lost forever..." she looked at the horizon. "Broken Vessels, or also called Amazing Grace, by Hillsong. It would describe him. And you a bit."

"How does that song go?"

She smiled, and began singing, "All these pieces, broken and scattered, in mercy gathered, mended and whole... Empty handed, but not forsaken, I've been set free, I've been set free...

"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me... I once was lost, but now I'm found. Was blind but now I see... Oh I can see it now, oh I can see the love in your eyes... Laying yourself down... Raising up the broken to life...

"You take our failure, you take our weakness, you set your treasure. In jars of clay, so take this heart, Lord. I'll be your vessel, the world to see, your love in me..." She paused, then said, "It isn't the whole song, but you get the gist. Anyway, I best get going before my step Carrier and Sire start looking for me. It was a pleasure to speak with you, Prime." With that, she stood up.

Optimus stood up as well, and she almost felt intimidated by how tall he was, but the EM field around him made Aurora relax, feeling safe. "You as well, youngling."

Smiling, she turned and began walking. Suddenly, she stopped, turning and asking, "Hey, are you doing anything tomorrow afternoon? It's just, I don't have any friends, and it's nice to speak to somebot who understands what I'm saying."

Optimus chuckled. "I will meet you here each day at this time. Wait ten minutes and if I don't arrive, then I am not available. Goodbye, Aurora."

"Seeya tomorrow, Prime," and with that, Aurora transformed, speeding home as she smiled, and the smile never left.

~Öo.oÖ~

Optimus watched Aurora leave, and couldn't help but think of how similar she looked to somebot... Two bots, to be exact...

Shaking his helm, he went back into base,wondering who the femme's real Carrier and Sire were.