Transformers Prime; Fate Leads to Destiny

Partners

It had been nearly a weeks since NOva lived with the autobots. She is beginning to open her feelings to them. Jack, Miko, and Raf had become close friends of hers, same goes for the autobots. When the team are on mission, Nova has been asking Ratchet to teach her about Cybertronians which he's gladly to oblige. Most of her days were spent juggling with basic combat training, and the medical training. Mostly, it was a lot of reading, but it was all very fascinating. Nova likes learning about the Cybertronians biology and history that Ratchet gave her a tablet which was a small size. Nova usually worked with Ratchet well into the afternoon. Sometimes, she would stop and chat with the others when they arrived. Optimus whose been watching her charge, he was glad to see NOva was finally out of her shell and her feelings to be shown.

Nova usually takes her motorbike as she drive through the streets just to get some fresh air but sometimes get caught in a fight. Hey, she has to live up her name as the NIght Killer when it comes to watching over the streets. Later, Nova was laying on her bed due to the exhaustion she had in her training as she took a nap for awhile.

Dreamscape

Standing planet-side, NOva found herself looking out at a dead Cybertron from a considerable height, like she was on a cliff or something. The sky was overcast, and dark, creating a mournful scene with the help of the ruined cities in the distance. The sight made you wonder, consider really, just how many lives had been lost in the war. How many had been ruined and torn asunder?

"Too many to count and far more to come I fear," rumbled a deep voice somewhere behind her.

Jumping, Nova whirled around but found no one there. The ledge was empty.

After several moments of silence, She turned back to the heartbreaking scene before her, a melancholy look in her eyes as she began to relax. 'It was probably just my imagination.' Nova thought.

"Sad is it not?" the voice asked again, tone mournful.

Nova whirled around again, but she once again found nothing out of the ordinary, just metallic, rock-like formations. Suddenly, she froze. Her eyes narrowed on a spot a little to her left. 

'Did that just move?'

"Show yourself,"  NOva demanded, posture tensed and ready for attack. She could feel a pair of eyes watching her. She just didn't know from where. Then she glanced up, craning her neck backwards in what would quickly become an uncomfortable angle.

"Greetings young warrior," the ginormous metallic giant greeted, with a smile that could have swallowed  her whole but instead made her feel oddly warm, happy even.

Mutely, She glanced down and realized for the first time that she wasn't standing on a cybertronian cliff at all. She was actually standing in the colossus' hand.

"Do not be frightened little one," he soothed when she did not speak, frozen like an ice sculpture. The mere sound of his voice seemed to bring just a little light and warmth back to this dead world. "I merely wished to speak to you. Will you so grant me the honor of listening to what I have to say?"

Temporarily rendered speechless, Nova managed a meek nod as she gawked up at the large being. He chuckled a little, the warm sound making her feel like her entire body was glowing in jubilation despite that it made him, along with her, vibrate a little.

However, Nova recognized the familiar voice. It belonged to the one that had been inside her head since the moment she met the Autobots. She wanted to asked who he was but decided not to, thinking he might not reveal to her. Her body relaxed for a bit, she felt it was because of the warmth she felt in his presence. This was no ordinary Cybertronian. Breathing soundlessly, she sat down, cross-legged in his servo. Nova asked, "So, what brings you here?"