Life of a Quintesson

Chapter 1.

Quintus Prime was in his workspace, finishing up on his latest creation. What lay upon the table in front of him was a lifeless body, one that he had been perfecting to the best of his ability. The Prime hovered toward another table where a plethora of tools lay, grabbing a few of them with his multiple appendages. He would make some final alterations to the forms torso, placing in a shiny new T-Cog as the second to final touch.

"Master." A voice made Quintus look up from his work.

There he could see 2 other creations of his hovering in the doorway, they were known as Quintessa and the Judges. The Judges known as War, Wisdom, Death, Wrath and Judgement all shared one form and simply switched depending on who desired to speak first, Quintessa was the Primes first living creation and resembled her maker very much so. The 2 creations noticed the lifeless body upon the table.

"Yes?"

"What are you creating?" Judge Wrath questioned.

The Prime smiles, "My last creation, I desire to make this one count."

"Your last creation for the eon?" Quintessa asks.

Quintus shook his head.

"No, my very last creation ever. I am going to be one with Primus in mere stellar cycles. You already know this, my Quintessons."

The 2 Quintessons hovered towards the body laying upon the table to look over its features.

The lifeless form was mainly a medium shade of grey with darker plating upon its shoulders, possessed pedes rather than tentacle appendages, purple plating covered it's forearms and towards its hands, its head was shaped much like a helmet almost on top of a sheen silver face. From what the other 2 Quintessons could see, it was another male. The mechs optics were dim as he had no spark.

"This one is much different than your previous." Judge War stated.

"Indeed it is, I desire to make this my most unique creation. All that's left is the spark..."

Quintus carefully picked up the chosen spark for his latest creation. The Prime carefully set th He power source into its spark chamber, connecting the wires and tubing to the correct input and outputs within the chest cavity. Once everything was where it needed to be, he stepped back to admire his work. Quintessa and the Judges continued to look over the lifeless mech as Quintus connected a few tubes into its arms, then pulling a lever to one of his several machines.

Said machine began pumping fresh energon into the body, it's veins began to glow a bright blue. The mechs energy levels could be seen rising on the Primes scanners, evidence that his creation was coming online.

"What purpose will this one have?" Quintessa asks.

"Unknown. He has the choice to make for himself. He could become a Judge, Executioner, Bailiff, Prosecutor or perhaps even scientist. The possibilities are limitless." Quintus said.

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Everything in my line of vision was nothing but darkness. I could not see, but I could hear. Muffled voices, 2 of them. One male and one female. Most peculiar... Suddenly, my vision onlined and I found myself staring at a surface above me, in my peripheral vision I could see 3 entities. To my left 2 of said entities were hovering a fair distance away, seemingly talking to the entity on my right.

One entity possessed 5 faces upon its one body. The remaining 2 both had multiple tentacle like appendages, but they certainly differed. One was a female with blue optics and silver armor plating, the other was a greenish gold in color and possessed 6 arms with golden optics. They were paying me no mind as they conversed, which I was unsure if it was good or not. Attemping to shift in place I felt a servo land on my forearm, I turn my attention toward whom had done so.