Transformers Prime - Hazy

Start of Something New

        Optimus stood in their bedroom, beginning to pack his things. The Prime, his holoform at least, Orion Pax, was leaving soon. Jasmine, JewelBlade’s holoform, stood outside with the children, entertaining them on the small playground they’d had added to the property. It had been brought in shortly after the two had made the secondary transfer: linking themselves back to their true forms, their techno-organic bodies becoming high-functioning holoforms.

        That had been years ago. The twins were now five years old. Scarlett and Ashton were progressing at a normal rate, at least for their physical forms. Optimus, Orion, swore that Scarlett was not the same physically as she was mentally. The young girl seemed to have inherited her mother’s intuition.

        That suspicion was only confirmed when he turned around in the bedroom, finding Scarlett standing in the doorway. Orion paused, looking at the way she watched him, her jade-green eyes watching her father, calm, but suspicious. “Where are you going, Dad . . . ?” She asked quietly. That tone of voice. Another thing that reminded Optimus that she had lived far before she’d been born to this form. Her wisdom and her knowledge seemed to stay with her, even though she didn’t quite remember the way it had been before.

        Orion wasn’t sure what to say to her. He knew how much Scarlett hated when he left. She loved her father as much as her mother. Scarlett never wanted her parents to leave, but at the very least, when her mother left, she was still in town. When her father left, lately, it was for other towns. Other states. Other countries. Her father went farther away than her mother. The distance hurt the young girl’s spark.

        “You’re leaving again, aren’t you, Daddy?” Scarlett asked, a bit of nervous energy leaking into her voice and her expression. “You can’t leave, Dad . . .” She told him, her nose wrinkling in distaste. This was a habit Orion and Jasmine had noticed in Scarlett from an early age: she often had lapses between calm and frenzied.

        “Letty,” Orion muttered, kneeling down in front of her. His daughter didn’t want to hear it.

        “You can’t leave!” She argued. “You promised you wouldn’t leave anymore!” Backing away from him, Scarlett dashed from the room as she ran into the hall.

        Orion winced at the tone of her voice. It had been a vague promise he’d made when she was three, one he’d told her so she would lie down for sleep that night. He’d assumed that she would forget about it by the morning. For the last two years, she used it against him each and every time before he went out on tour for MMA fighting.

        “I would give anything for you, Jade,” Orion murmured. “But I don’t know how to give this up.” Standing, the Prime’s holoform thought about where his true form sat inside the garage. The twins didn’t know about that yet. It was too complicated to explain to them until they were older. Orion and Jasmine were planning to be there for the twins every second they possibly could, and when adolescence came, with it, the unavoidable changes that techno organics normally suffered, they would be there to explain every moment. The twins would know how much they were loved and looked after.

        With a sigh, Orion Pax walked out of the bedroom, heading down the hallway, down the stairs to where Jasmine was outside with Ashton. Scarlett wasn’t around. Glancing around the area, Orion became a tad concerned. The young girl was most likely inside her room. It was unnerving to not know where she was, but Jasmine trusted the girl not to get herself into serious trouble.

        Orion wrapped his arms around Jasmine’s waist, the redheaded woman smiling at his touch. “Well, hello, Mr. Pax,” she told him, relaxing into his grip, still pushing the swing Ashton was seated in.