The mech kept moving. He ducked below ridges, sticking to the shadows as he strode through the night. He was trying to keep out of the way of Decepticons- the faction that was slowly destroying his world.
The four sparklings seemed to sense his urgency, crouching silently in his chassis. The mech reached into the space often, to reassure himself that they were alive and well. The sight of the sparklings had awakened a feirce desire to protect within him, a desire to destroy any and all who dared offer them harm.
He stopped only when the light returned, to avoid exposing them. He found a small idention in the ground, which he took full advantage of. He lay flat, allowing the sparklings to crawl out of his chassis, and curl up on his broad chest.
"What could your names be?" The mech mused.
The oldest sat up, looking at their rescuer. "Name?" He squeaked.
The mech smiled, ever so slightly.
The sparkling considered for a moment, then his optics lit up. " 'Burst!" He squealed. "Cl-clo-cloud- Cloudburst." He looked up innocently at their saviour.
"Cloudburst." The older mech mused thoughtfully. "What are the others called, little one?"
The babe stared at for a moment, then curled beside the smallest- a femme.
The mech looked to the remaining two, a mech and a femme, obviously twins. "All right- what are your names?"
They blinked at him for a nanocycle, before the femme spoke. " 'Dai. Dekka."
He frowned. "Dai and Dekka?" The little one scowled. "Not Dai. Ah-dai!"
The mech stifled a smile. "Your name is... Adai?" She nodded fiercely. " 'Dai!"
"And what about her? What is her name?" He nodded toward the tiny femme, sleeping beside Cloudburst. Adai shrugged. "Don' know. She not talk."
Losing intrest, the femme and her twin went into recharge. The mech lay back. Perhaps when Cloudburst awoke, he could solve the problem of the femme's identity.
The mech awoke when darkness had fallen. He felt about for the young ones- and to his horror, discovered they were gone. Frantically, he searched, calling for them. Through the night he searched, terrified for their safety.
Moring broke, and still no sign of the young ones. The mech could barely restrain himself from screaming their names aloud. Where could four young ones disappear to?
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Stolen Spark
FanfictionA loner mech finds a reason to travel and survive with others. Who is this mystery mech, and what are his intentions? I do not own Transformers. I do own: Addai/Dekka Cloudburst Mistdawn Shadowdancer Nightstreak Plot line Writing style Warped sen...