Metalivore (Completed)

White Eyes

It was just like every other normal day. The Autobot base was in a peaceful quiet while Miko, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack, the troublemakers of the group, were off doing who knows what together. Jack was talking with Optimus, the leader of the Autobots, who was simultaneously doing something on the advanced computer in the base. Raf was doing homework, and Ratchet was in the medbay fixing up Arcee, who came out of the last encounter with the Decepticons with mildly concerning injuries.

Slowly, weak vibrations began to ripple through the concrete floor. Anyone not expecting this probably would've got up and started running for cover, but this was just a part of their every day. No one stopped what they were doing to acknowledge the vibrations that slowly morphed into miniature earthquakes and loud thumps on the ground. They just adapted as Raf picked up his water bottle that was close to falling off of his table without even looking at it, as this was muscle memory for him.

It was only when the vibrations abruptly stopped that caught the attention of everyone in the area.

Raf looked up from his calculus homework to see the giant white and grey bipedal robot. His build was bulky and he was 3 feet taller than Optimus, who stood at 22 feet, his optics glowing an intense white, and his battlemask was constantly drawn over his mouth plates.

When the humans were first introduced to White Eyes they were terrified of him, heck they were kinda terrified of Optimus when they first saw him, but at least he had inviting colors and inviting blue eyes. But White Eyes had seemed like a behemoth, his piercing white optics seemed to stare down onto them with disgust, and he stood as still as a statue, like a soldier ready for the signal to end their pathetic lives.

When in reality, White Eyes was much like Bulkhead. He was older by a couple hundred vorns, just a little younger than Ratchet, who was an older brother figure to him. When White Eyes first met those fragile bipedal organics he didn't know what to do. He was so big and awkward, one misstep could prematurely end their already short lives. He understood that they were going to be afraid of him, Bumblebee had even been a little weary of him for the first couple breems, but quickly saw his real personality and now sees him as an uncle figure.

Raf smiled and discarded his pencil in favor of waving to the white mech, who looked at him and gave a small wave in return. Optimus glanced back to make sure nothing was wrong, and when he was met with white optics he nodded his helm in a greeting, in which the other much returned. No words were exchanged in favor for the accepted peace around them.

With a surprising amount of carefulness, White Eyes walked to the nearest open area and sat on the floor, leaning his back against the large and thick wall. The silence had seemed to pave its way back over the group for a couple more minutes as things began to settle again. The white mech's optics dimming as he fell into a meditative state.

Suddenly, his optics brightened as he heard something that no one else could hear. Once he realized what it was, he dropped the back of his helm against the wall in what seemed to be exasperation, the ting of that action was the only warning before the doors to the base seemingly flew open to reveal a pair of dusty mechs, loud rock music, and an eccentric Japanese teenager who quickly jumped out of the dark green all terrain vehicle.

"Bulk is the best dune basher EVER!"

Jack groaned while Raf winced as their peace was practically ripped out of their hands, it wasn't that they hated Miko, it's just that when she's around, silence and peace became a commodity.

The two rough and dusty mechs quickly transformed and chest bumped into an old war buddy, but also goofy way, making a loud clang rang through the room, and the ground shook with their landing. Now, White Eyes had slowly warmed up to the humans that had become friends with his comrades over time, but it seemed he would always be weary around them no matter what. He knew how truly fragile these beings were as he had seen many different organics die at the slightest of force.