The Life of Destiny Pax (Discountined due to New Reboot)

Ch5

(Destiny POV)

Darkness.

My dreams were dark.

It was peaceful dark not like eerie dark where you are lost or scared. It felt like lapping water soothing and comforting. It allowed me to think to myself or outloud in my dream dimension. I don't know what to call it but whenever I need advice I just ask this dimension and I get an answer.

The voice kinda reminds me of-

"Kid."

Okay that was pesky, a voice has invaded my dreamland of darks waters.

"Kid!"

I was then shook slightly and as rough as possible. Really, can a girl just lay peacefully in the waters of her imagination?!

"Destiny!"

That's it! I sat up straight and lightly punched the offending person away from me. I'm crabby and grumpy. I heard a shout of shock and open my eyes to see Cliffjumper shaking one of his didgets. A small dent was at the tip.

He whimpered, "You got a nasty punch."

"Sorry mister 'pesky bot' but don't ever do that again," I told him, I then apologize the best I could, "Does that...hurt?"

He must've seen that I wasn't kidding this time and pat my head gingerly with his right pointer didget, he answered, "Nah, it just shocked me. But you managed to dent the metal."

"I'm sorry," I replied immediately, Mrs. Lancy was very strict with apologies.

Cliff picked me up with his servos and let me climb on his shoulder, I looked at his optics as he replied, "Your forgiven, besides I need some help."

"With what?" I asked.

I swore he smirked as he walked towards a room.

~~~

(Optimus POV)

I read one of my favorite Datapads, it was about the history of Cybertron. I wondered if Destiny would like to read it as I reached the part about the Golden Age. I got off my berth as I looked back on my dear Elita-1 and our sparkling.

I sighed as I walked out to see Destiny. I neared the couch but she wasn't there. The blankets were thrown off. I turned around to see the others. Arcee and Bumblebee were talking about Cybertron. Bulkhead was getting a lecture by Ratchet. Cliffjumper.....was no where to be found.

I walked away from the group as I neared our resource room, I walked through the door as it slid open. Destiny was on a shelf of Datapads while Cliff was moving one of our large tools to the other side. I smiled as I was about to turn away when I heard a ruckus behind my turned back. The sound of breaking wood.

Destiny!

I turned around to see the shelf she was on starting to break causing a few datapads to fall, one of them knocked into Destiny. She shouted in fear as Cliffjumper turned around, but I rushed past Cliffjumper as she closed her eyes. She was getting closer and closer to the ground.

But I caught her in time. She landed in the palm of my servo, she looked at me as Cliffjumper managed to catch all the datapads.

She smiled at me before she stood up, "Thank you."

I told her, "Your welcome."

Cliffjumper popped onto my side asking her, "What were you doing on the shelf? I left you near the vent to clean the dust because I couldn't reach."