Survivor (Lockout: A Transformers Story)

Chapter One: One Day More

{I am rewriting this book again, but book one is finished if you haven't read that one first please do that! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter, I have had so much going on🫠
I'm looking forward to being in my "Lockout" mood more often -Locky💜}

It was that. Those words. How had I survived another attack? It was getting dangerous to go into battle... to survive. If anyone began to read the lines, they would discover my true power. Not until war was over could I show myself. Two fucking weeks... It's insane how much time you lose in a coma.

The room was dark and cold, my room. No Darkbolt, she was gone. "What the hell..." Was two weeks enough to lose everything?

A light flickered on, the sign of the door closing was invisible to me. The only person I had seen was Knockout, I wasn't ready to approach anyone yet.

"Hey, Princess." He was gentle, the violet mech kneeled in front of me, his one hand on my cheek. A tear gently slipping from my optics.

"I'm sorry, Shockwave..."

"There is no need to be sorry." He seemed concerned, if anything, happy to see me alive.

"But there is." I breathed. I rested my helm against his, unsure of what to say and how to say it. "Shockwave..." a few more tears slipped from my cheeks, it pained me. "I continue to bring you to suffer. I always survive something somehow, it isn't fair to keep it from you."

"Keep what from me?" He was focused, confused, concerned, he gripped my hand.

"I'm not as you... expect... I have to keep my abilities hidden." I watched his optics dim, he seemed to be trembling slightly. Was I saying too much? "I possess the powers of Primus. I may not be able to create life as he can, but I am a part of Cybertron like he is, a connection... if that makes sense."

He was silent.

"Megatron and I are the children of Primes. I've been told to face something to my end, and stop Unicron..." I paused again, the mech had shifted. He gripped my hand intensely. "I-I'm a prime." I looked away from the mech, quiet for a minute.

"Illogical."

"You know I'm not lying." I wasn't sure what his response would be now. It terrified me.

"Lockout." He breathed and pulled me up and onto the bed. "You are incredible."

"I'm terrified..."

"And I will be here for you. You will be ok, you won't be alone."

I was a god, I would always be alone.

"I'm sorry I never trusted telling you." I can't let anyone get hurt because of me.

"You cannot worry about the past, you've told me now. That power you seemed to have during the last battle, took me by surprise, it was something like no other. Not even Optimus Prime can do something like that."

Not without joined forces. If he and I were to battle together, we would be stronger than any Cybertronian had ever seen. Prime could be much more with me.

The mech had pulled me close, his optic staring deep into my spark. "I love you, Lockout. I will do my best to help you through all this."

"Thank you shockwave. I love you too."

Later, my mind focused on the callings. Primus and my father, Deathtrap. I had to find out what the callings were before it was too late. So... I began to piece my visions together.

Things had become a bit clearer as I did so, yet, I needed more information. It was though Nightkiller wasn't so... dead. I couldn't see that for sure, and couldn't read into it, but I felt something coming.

I paused, hiding those thoughts deep within. I couldn't worry about it for now. At the moment, my thoughts were focused currently on the calling from Primus, at the moment being drawn to Optimus. It's as if our sparks were dragging us to each meeting. Primus.

Stop Unicron.

No. No I couldn't. I needed to stay here and not worry about it all. I hesitated at the computer, taking a step back. The splash of water, the pain, the drowning... stop, lockout. It was that... the red and blue, the warmth, the comfort. It was him... it was Prime... he had saved me. "Oh shit." I shut down the computer, leaving as soon as I could without a trace, quickly and unnoticeable. If only I had one day more in that coma...