The mech laughed as the younglings crowded around him.
"Tell us a story!"
"Yeah!"
"Alright,alright,"The mech gave in,"Settle yourselves comfortably first,then I'll tell you a story."
The younglings clambered onto the pillows with excitement. The mech pulled up a chair and sat. Almost all the younglings settled down except one.
"Are you ready,big O?"The mech asked. The youngling nodded eagerly and sat with his legs crossed. The mech smiled warmly at the youngling's bright and curious optics.
"Okay then. During the war.....
The Decepticons had a scientist named Shockwave. Shockwave engineered most of the Decepticons' weapons. He had countless laboratories hidden in Cybertron.
One of his most amazing but dangerous experiments was bringing back a species that was before the Cybertronians. A species called the Predacons."
"Predacons?What are those?"'Big O' asked with his helm slightly tilted. The mech's gaze darkened.
"The Predacons were ferocious. They had giant wings and powerful jaws. They spewed fire out of their mouths and they were invincible."The mech explained.
'Big O' widened his optics,but the mech's gaze softened.
"It's alright. There are no more Predacons here,"The mech smiled in reassurance,"Anyway,
Shockwave's experiments were delayed,when Autobots destroyed his base. He was stuck on Cybertron when Megatron and his forces went to Earth. The Decepticons found him again,and this time the Predacon experiment was complete.
The first Predacon was huge. It was trained to be an Autobot hunter. It caused a huge problem for Team Prime on Earth. Matters turned even worse from there. The Predacon learned how to transform and speak. The Predacon was renamed Predaking,as he was the first Predacon to be reborn after ages.
But during the Reclaim Of Cybertron,Predaking and two other Predacons named Darksteel and Skylynx helped the Autobots by slowing down Unicron's army that were charging at Primus' core. After that,they were tasked to hunt Starscream down and were never seen again."
"What happened to all the other laboratories?"A youngling asked.
The mech grinned triumphantly."They were all destroyed for good when we rebuilt Cybertron."
"Hey,you finishing the story yet?The Commander's gonna be fussy if you hold onto them for too long."The younglings waved enthusiastically at the femme who came into the room.
"Alright,Dustflare. I'm coming. Come on,big O."The mech got up,and 'Big O' trailed after him.
"Luckily I reminded you,Smokescreen."Dustflare grinned.
Smokescreen rolled his optics."Whatever. See you later;these younglings are really enthusiastic."
Dustflare gave a small nod,before closing the door of the room. Smokescreen sighed before heading out of the centre,with 'Big O' following him.
"Let's bring you home. Your sire is not going to be happy if you come home late."
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The Commander paused in his typing as a youngling came up to him. Ultra Magnus smiled and picked up the youngling.
"I wanted to ask,sire,why did you give me the name Orion?"The youngling asked.
Ultra Magnus' gaze dimmed slightly,and he turned to look at the statue that could clearly be seen from the window. Orion turned to follow his gaze.
"Do you remember who that is,Orion?"Ultra Magnus asked.
Orion brightened."Of course. Everybot is always placing a lantern around that statue. It's Optimus Prime!"
Ultra Magnus nodded."Yes. Did you know that before he was a Prime,he was an archivist named Orion Pax?"
Orion shook his head."No I didn't."
"Well,as Orion Pax,he was bright and thoughtful,like you. We gave you the name Orion to honour him because you were the first sparkling to ever appear on Cybertron after the Well was restored."Ultra Magnus smiled.
Orion gazed up at Ultra Magnus with familiar optics. The same bright optics of Optimus. The Commander was unable to stop the tears that were welling up in his optics.
Orion tilted his head and looked at him with concern like Optimus."Are you alright,sire?"
Ultra Magnus kissed Orion's helm."I'm fine,Orion. Just remember that,"His voice started to crack,"Optimus made a huge sacrifice for us all. And if it weren't for him,we.....we would not be here right now. That's why...we always show our gratitude towards him every solar cycle."
Orion nodded in understanding before climbing down the chair and walking with a slight waddle towards the play room. Ultra Magnus wiped his optics and stared at the statue.
"I hope you are doing well,Optimus."He murmured.
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Aftermath[Transformers Prime Fanfiction]
Fanfiction[One-Shot] Cybertron,after countless vorns,is flourishing again. The stories of the war are being passed down from generation to generation. And of course,Optimus' legacy will not be forgotten.