Optimus' POV
"Brother!" A voice called out to me. "Orion!!" It called again. I opened my optics frantically and looked around. This was my room back on Cybertron, I placed my servo on my helm gently and sighed. "Orion! Get up!" The voice called again. I looked over and saw a small cybertronian with a blue and purple paint job, standing at my doorway. "What is it, Galaxy?" I asked the small bot at the door. "Come on! Rion (Pronounced "Ryan") You promised that you'd take me to see your friends!" He whined a bit. I chuckled and got up, going over to the little mech and patting his helm gently. "Ok. We'll go after we have some energon." I told him, he looked at me with the biggest and purest smile. The look on my faceplates had softened. He walked out and then closed my door behind him. I smiled and turned around. The place seemed different, when did I get out of my room? It looked familiar, yet I couldn't place where I was. "Optimus!" A frantic voice called out to me from the doorway. I looked over and it was Ratchet, who looked a bit beat up. Next to him was Galaxy, who had the look of fear and confusion in his optics. I ran over to them and picked up Ratchet. "Come on, follow me." I said and looked around and then closed my optics for a second. I opened them again and saw I wasn't holding Ratchet anymore. My optics looked around frantically, Ratchet was in an escape pod with a person who looked like me. The escape pod was getting ready to take off. There was a loud banging sound and I turned to where it came from. A door was about to be broken down. I got into a battle position and then paused when I heard a whimper behind me. I perked up and looked behind me, My optics widened as I saw my little brother, with terror in his pure little optics. I then heard a loud thud. Turning to face the door way, I saw that the door had been broken down in a violent manner. I glared into the hallway that was nothing but darkness. Suddenly a bunch of shadows came rushing in. The shadows swarmed the place like crazy, I braced myself and had struggled to stay up. "Rion!" I heard a scream of terror and pain call out for me. My optics widened and I turned around only to see the shadows swarming around him. I growled and ran over to defend him. The shadows continued to swarm as I stood in front of him. They swarmed more violently and fazed right through me. Then Everything went black and all I heard was a blood curdling scream from my little brother.
I awoke with a scream. Panting as I looked around frantically. I was on earth in my darkened room, alone. Sighing I calmed down and sat up. "So... it was only a dream." I muttered under my breath. A knock was at my door, I got up and answered it. It was a tired yet worried looking Ratchet. "I heard you scream." He said and then did a small check on me. "It was just a nightmare, old friend." I sighed and patted his shoulder gently. He looked at me in the optics. "It's 5 a.m. Let's just get ready for the day." Ratchet sighed and then grabbed my servo and dragged me into the main room to work on some projects and plan an energon recovery mission.
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