Lockout: A Transformers Story

Chapter 26: Audience with a Prime

{Hope you all enjoy this chapter, I believe that in some form, this eventually will cause her to be more confident! Also, I'll try to update more often. It can be difficult updating when im working and at school. I also post on my YouTube everyday but sundays, so that's a trick too}

Golden eyes focused on a Piña Colada, stirring the drink slightly, waiting patiently. I wore a short, tight purple dress, sitting at one of the back tables in a restaurant. A message had been sent out not too long ago... to Prime.

We must meet, The Garden, a restaurant on the edge of Jasper. You'll know me when you see me. Anyway, it's urgent, come alone.
-Lockout

I couldn't help but believe he may not be coming. It was dark out, about ten o' clock in the evening. The waiter came along, asking if I was alright or needed anything.

"I'm fine, I'm still waiting for someone." I shifted in my seat to gaze up at him. "I'm sorry, am I past hours?"

"No." He motioned to my drink. "Would you like another or something else?"

I gazed at the empty glass before me, then nodding, nervous to continue to stay. I was outnumbered if Prime came with anyone else.

Instantaneously, a man sat across from me, our eyes met, his own shimmering. I noticed his dark blue dress shirt with a shimmery red tie, the man's hair was a sapphire blue, and his eyes...

"I didn't mean to come late- "

"Prime?"

"Yeah."

"I..." I fiddled with my drink once more, hesitant now to talk to him.

"There's more you want to tell me, isn't there?"

I nodded, it wasn't simple to come to him for help. It wasn't ideal to ask an Autobot. "I'm sorry I came to you... it's just-"

"It's alright."

"I'm putting a lot of trust in you, Optimus."

It was a moment of which I actually felt listened to, my darkest secrets being uncaged. He cared.

"They're haunting. Almost real. It's the warnings I'm receiving or reading into. Maybe I shouldn't, and maybe you have better advice. I know Alpha Trion comes to you-" I paused. "I'm terrified, Optimus. I am not prepared for what Primus has in store for me."

The mech's current flesh hand met mine, I felt my spark calm while I listened to him. "It's best if you don't try to read into the nightmares, but instead, heed the warnings, prepare yourself for anything." It was better advice than I had given myself.

There was more I wanted to tell him, especially the fact that I was a born prime. Yet, I wondered if he would understand.

I paid for our drinks, the two of us then wandering outside, our eyes met for a moment, then away again. Mine, however, met with our actual appearances. The truth...

Peterbuilt and Lamborghini.

We were different.

Strength. Intelligence. Those words described the strong mech standing next to me. Something I didn't see much in myself.

"Lockout?" The prime broke my thoughts.

"I... sorry, I was lost in thought."

Optimus had a gentle smile at his lips, "Why don't we take a drive?"

"That sounds nice."

For once, I had a smooth, comfortable drive and conversation with the mech. We talked about some of the good times we had on Earth so far. I mentioned that I enjoyed the beaches and going out into beautiful environments of nature to enjoy myself. I mean... Optimus already knew that because he and I have met before in one of my favorite spots to unwind.

Optimus pulled off the side of the road and drove carefully into a forest, making sure the coast was clear before we transformed.

"I know you asked me once if I was a normal Cybertronian, and I... I do want to tell you.."

The mech placed his hands in mine, allowing me to meet his baby blue gaze. "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere until you tell me." He paused, shifting a little. "As long as you want to actually tell me these things."

"Optimus. You are not the last Prime." The mech seemed visibly confused, his brows furrowing. "I..." I instantly looked away, terrified now to say it, yet, I had to now... "I was gifted at birth with the powers of Primus."

The mech stepped back.

Terrified.

Was he terrified?

"I shouldn't have-"

"That's-you're..." he couldn't even talk normally, he was speechless.

I let my hands glow, that sudden burst of power surging through my metallic veins. Carefully, I placed a hand to his chest, warm and comforting, like fresh baked cookies that ooze when you eat them.

The Prime then pulled me closer, I noticed the matrix under his chest emitting a soft glow. I was doing that. I was sharing with him that feeling I could not shake... the spark of Primus.

I stopped suddenly, his azure blue orbs met mine in unison. "Lockout," he breathed. "You are the most enchanting Cybertronian I have ever met. I never knew... the primes are hiding that big of a secret."

"Don't get over your helm." I sighed, I wasn't great and glorious like Primus was. I had flaws too... "I'm afraid sometimes."

"Don't worry, there will come a time when you will build that trust in yourself."

I had lost myself in thought again. I wasn't betraying my friends and family, was I? I had met Optimus on accident before, but now, with all the secrets in his hands... I was desperate for answers, and now someone knew...

What was I giving up?

"Lockout?"

My helm snapped up to meet his gaze again, he had a hold of my hand still, he hadn't let go.

"You can trust me." Is that what I was worried about? No, not completely. "I have a bit of an understanding. When I was gifted the matrix, I felt that fear. I was terrified of what might come next."

"No."

"It's true. When the war began not long after, I hated myself for a long time. I felt bad for causing problems. I only wanted to make everything better. I never wanted to hurt anyone."

Our voices became unison, the same feeling in our sparks, "It's not easy being a Prime-"

Our optics met once more, my spark almost haunting. "You don't ever seem like it was so hard. So difficult." I breathed.

"I've never told anyone, until now."

"We aren't much different than I thought."

"No." He huffed, smiling gently. "No, we aren't."