User:SwiftWind13/He Forgot Cybertron

He Forgot Cybertron:

Chapter 1: "Who Am I Again?"

The silence woke him. He sat up and looked around for any life forms, or, where he was even at. “That’s strange,” he thought to himself. All he could see was heat-signatures.” Thermal-Vision?” He tried to think of something he could’ve remembered, a strained headache was all he got. He started to.” A nervousness slowly crept from him, ''“Who am I? Why am I here? Why can’t I remember anything...?”''

A few minutes later, he attempted to walk. He used a rock that was next to him, and pushed himself up with it. By standing up, he was able to get a better view of his destination. It was a dry canyon, with a few large rocks in random places.

Miles upon miles stretched across the dry, dusty Earth. It started to look a little hazy, he sat back down. He looked at his arms, hands, and legs. A sudden memory popped into his mind, “I’m…a Cyber-what!?” he said out loud, seemingly half-excited, and half-freaked-out. With this, he saw a crumbling of a canyon wall and some birds flying amuck. He looked down and up about himself. He was a dark silver base with blue and purple-ish accents. His jaw had a sharp tip to it and sleek metal. He looked to be quite a skinny one, but muscular and tall. He decided to test his strength; he lifted a few giant rocks that laid next to him, and he lifted them as if they were but crumbled up pieces up paper. “Well, at least I’m strong,” he said. He was surprised to hear his own voice. It was a very smooth-sounding voice, almost like a song without any music. He started saying very random things, like, “chicken flew the coop” and “A Prime picked a pint of pickled Energon,” but he felt his throat getting sore from this. He wanted to see how his blasters looked and worked now; he pointed his hand at one of the rocks from earlier, and got ready to shoot. Expecting a blaster, he instead got a sleek, sharp (and I mean sharp) blade, a little silver with a glowing blue stream going down the middle of it. He moved them about in the air, which made a whooshing sound, cutting the air. He accidently swung too hard. He swung his blade towards the rock, and it went straight through it with a clean cut. He brought it up to his face to gaze at it with amazement, and saw his reflection through it. He had a scar running down one of his optics. Speaking of optics actually, his were irregular. One of them was blue, and another, a dull violet. His face had a young look, but not untainted. Like a personality that had been a little hardened; one that has seen many deaths. Though, he remembered none of these. He looked down about himself again, and remembered something, “My T-cog! Right! I can transform!” He wasn’t sure what he would transform into, but he decided to risk it, even if it could damage his T-cog. He began to transform. Another memory popped into his head, “Can transform into multiple things, huh?” He ended up transforming into, a tank, van, and a monster truck until he got to a vehicle mode he liked. A McLaren. It had a turbo engine with a good amount of horsepower. He could also change the color of his vehicle. He chose a matte black for his McLaren. “I think Cybertronians like these are called, ‘Chamelicons’.” After a few burnouts, he transformed back. He thought back to his Thermal-vision. He attempted to focus his eyes to normal. But instead, he had night-vision. After a few tries of switching from back to thermal and night and x-ray vision, he finally went to normal. He transformed back to his vehicle mode (McLaren), finally used to, well, himself, and rode of down the canyon. After a few minutes, he found an opening, “Finally!” he cheered. He tried his X-ray vision to look for any other life forms. In front of him was a large cliff/rock. Through it, he saw, “Cybertronian heat signatures!” He drove faster toward the ‘rock.’

At the Autobot’s Base:                                                                                                                                                  

                Arcee heard a loud alarm sounding off from every corners of the base. She rushed over to see the issue at hand, “Looks like a Con is, right outside?!” Arcee proclaimed, “How could they have found us!?” Bumblebee beeped and swirred, “What do you suggest we do, Optimus?” Bulkhead asked, half-worried yet half-exhilarated. Optimus responded saying, “Autobot’s, let’s roll out!” Bumblebee, Arcee, Bulkhead, and Optimus Prime all transformed, and drove at a fast drive.

Back with the Chamelicon:  

“Hmm, the heat signatures seem to be coming closer? The real question though is, friend, or foe?”           He stopped with a loud ‘screech’. His sight turned back to normal. They were coming closer and closer in view. Now, they were right on his location. They transformed back. They all had serious stances, except for Optimus. Arcee and Bulkhead and Bumblebee all had stern looks, except for Optimus. He in front and past his friends, towards the Chamelicon. Arcee watched as he walked forward, and thought to herself, “He must be crazy!” He just continued walking towards the now transformed back Cybertronian. “Who are you and what are your intentions?”                                                                                                                     “I’m… Actually, I don’t know who I am. I can’t remember anything in fact.” “Well, that doesn’t really make sense now does it?” Arcee said, still standing her ground, pivoting her foot back. “Look, All I know is I’m from Cybertron, and I’m a Chamelicon.” They stared at him in disbelief. “Umm, what are all of you staring at?” he asked, “It’s just that… you aren’t supposed to exist anymore.” Arcee continued. “Questions is,” Bulkhead added, “Are you a con or an Autobot?” “One: I don’t know what either of those are, and second: I’m not even supposed to be alive, you said!” “No. Your race has been gone ever since the Cybertronian war.” “Cyber-what?!”   “You must be a soldier who lost his memory in battle, and then got shot to Earth in an escape ship.” Arcee had let her guard down by now, and so had everyone else, “Though, there isn’t any record of you,” he heard a voice over a comm in the blue and pink autobot’s ear. “What does he mean, ‘no records’ of me?” over the comm has Rachet, and he added, “But, there is one file, though it will be hard to decode the password for it… (a few minutes later) it’s been deco-! ““Rachet...? Rachet come in!”             “...What? Oh yes sorry. It’s just that. he was a leading general and…” “What is he exactly, Rachet?” Optimus added, “He’s Nexus Prime…?!” Rachet said after few seconds of silence, “Um, who is that, exactly?” Nexus Prime added. “But hasn’t he been dead for years?” Arcee asked as if not even hearing his question. “Well, I’m pretty sure I’m alive,” Nexus added gesturing to himself, “What’s so important about me even though I may have been dead before,” everyone was silent. Until Optimus said, “Perhaps we should take you back to base, seeing as you are not a threat now.” ‘What does he mean, for now?’ Nexus thought to himself.

On the ride to their base he pondered this question, ‘Perhaps I’ll ask this Rachet about it,” he suddenly felt worried, but he felt like he hadn’t felt that for a long time. They went through the opening which lead into the main room. It was large with a whole giant (regular sized for Autobots) computer. There was a tiny staircase (regular sized for humans) and same with a metal porch connecting to a strange dumbwaiter sized hatch (actually elevator sized for humans.) there was words running across the screen with four faces on it, Arcee’s, Optimus’, Bumblebee’s, and Bulkhead’s. Nexus figured they were the other lines to the comm links. “Might as well get to know your name’s, right?” Nexus asked, wondering if they were even going to tell him where he was, until Optimus said, “Our team Prime consists of, Arcee, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Cliffjumper, and Rachet, as I, Optimus Prime.” “I feel... like I’ve heard your name before... but where??” Nexus wondered. It was clear he didn’t want anyone telling him, he wanted the memory to come its own. He had another memory flash as he looked at Optimus. “Optimus! Of course! How could I forget that! Haven’t seen you in a while.” Arcee’s eyes went wide as she thought to herself, “He’s met Optimus before??” “Too bad Solus isn’t here, I’m sure she could beat you in a match, of course, you’ve obviously gotten stronger these past thousand-something years,” Nexus chuckled a little, trying to let off any steam to what he had said before. “Wait, wait, wait,” Bulkhead added, “You’ve met Solus Prime?!” “Yep! But man did she have a feisty temper!” He shivered. “You seem to have much knowledge of her and Optimus, yet you say you’ve lost your memory?” Rachet asked, it was clear he didn’t trust Nexus, “Well, I get flashes here and there, but not a lot.” “hmm, I see…” Rachet continued with his work. “It’s nice to meet you,” Bee beeped, “Same to you, nice to meet anyone for that matter.” “So Arcee, how did the mission go? And sorry I wasn’t there for it, I was...” All their voices trailed off as Nexus felt himself slip into his mind. Multiple voices went on in his head, same with whispers. He heard a louder voice that was deep and old. It was... Megatronus. He saw him talking to Nexus, and then he was talking to Quintus Prime, and then Leige Maximo, and then Onyx Prime, and then Vector Prime, Alchemist, Micronus, Amalgamus Prime, all of the Prime’s. The last Prime he talked to was Solus Prime. Megatronus seemed to be in grief but Solus was furious. Megatronus tried to comfort her, but she pushed him away yelling at him, and she ended up saying something she wished she hadn’t. Megatronus said to her in an angry voice, “You leave me no choice…” “What are you doing?” he pointed some strange gun at her, she fainted, or died, Nexus couldn’t tell. Megatronus caught her, and brought into his ship and put her in a Chryo chamber. After this, everything faded back into darkness. He heard the soft, faint voice of Optimus. He opened his eyes to see, everyone looking at him as if he were a ‘science experiment’, after a while, Nexus Prime said with much confusion, “What’re you looking at?!” “You of course,” Arcee responded, “You basically looked like you were asleep in a chryo chamber- “she was cut off by a now irritated Prime, “Do not, mention a chryo chamber!” He felt immature for saying this, so he looked away and walked toward to ground bridge tunnel. Arcee was startled to hear this, she didn’t know if she should ask why or, anything. Optimus simply told her in a whispering voice, “I shall tell you about it at a later time.” Nexus walked over to Rachet’s station. Rachet barely noticed him and continued to type, “You know,” Nexus Prime told him, “If you just change this here,” Rachet’s hands were replaced with Nexus typing like a pro, him moving around many, (And I mean many) things on the screen, “See? Now you have a better chance of seeking out foes.” Rachet was amazed, but then, his face was replaced with disgust. Looking at Nexus, he said, “And how would you know about the Decepticons with losing your memory? Tell me that,” “Hmm,” Nexus folded one of his arms and placed his other hand against his chin, “Did I say Decepticons, no. I said ‘foes.’” This just irritated Rachet even more. He stomped off in a humph.

Optimus was surprised by this sudden show of another Prime! He had the belief that he was the very last. He started to second guess if maybe, more of the others were alive. Little did he know, the first femme awaited her awakening…

It was later on in the day, Nexus Prime seemed to get along pretty well with Rafael, and Bumblebee wasn’t jealous of it at all. It just meant more autoboots to play video games with. Bulkhead liked him too; though he was a little upset when he beat him in combat, he kept on asking for a rematch, “How can you be this good with being awake for who knows how long?!” “ah, I don’t really know how exactly. Maybe, just already programmed into my memory bank or something like that? Though, my memory is slowly coming towards its surface,” “You’d better get your steps in then Bulk!” Miko said, coming in from a video game battle, “Oh hey Miko, who won the video game tournament?”

“No one yet. Though it looks like Bee might win again. Also, why is there another autobot I’ve never seen before? And I just got here a few minutes ago.”

“I’m Nexus Prime,” “Hey, didn’t Optimus mention the names of all the other Primes? And I thought he was the last.” Just then, Optimus walked in, “Some things may change Miko. And in this case for the better,” he looked at Nexus, “I have assigned Rachet to help you get comfortable. And..” he put his hand on Nexus’ shoulder, “It is good to see you again, old friend.” Nexus smiled at him.

He walked into the main room where Rachet stood. Arms crossed and a frown stretching across his face. Nexus noticed this, “I see you are not welcome with me being here. I would like to earn your trust and hospitality, but first, you need to put any disagreements to the side, Rachet.” “You are correct. I do not trust you. And even if you’re a Prime or not, you can be easily manipulated, especially, with a shortened memory,” Rachet looked behind Nexus to see Optimus staring at him, he sighed, “Though if Optimus trusts you, then I shall give you the benefit of the doubt.” Nexus didn’t feel more at ease with this. He knew it was Optimus’ doing, and not for Rachet’s better judgement. Still, he knew he could not change Rachet’s mind, only give way to trusting him. They continued down a corridor to the chamber’s hall. Rachet stopped walking and pointing at a room said, “There is your chamber,” He then turned to Nexus, “I’ll show the area where you will patrol.”

They walked outside to a low cliff. (Though high to humans.) The, Rachet transformed and road off to a father, more secure looking cliff. It was a hidden spot and”- wait- where’s Nexus?!” Rachet thought to himself, Nexus at the time, was attempting to transform, but was distracted by a strange yellow plasma light in the sky. He watched as it lowered down, and as it did, he saw an arm waving at him. He realized it was Rachet and transformed into a yellow Cadillac. Realizing what he transformed into, he then, transformed into his matte black McLaren. Rachet looked beyond disbaleif when Nexus came to him and had transformed back. Nexus’ face showed confusing however, “Um, are you alright doctor?” Rachet’s eyes and mouth went wider, “You called me doctor,” “Um, yes…?” Rachet faced slowly went back to normal, “Well.. other bots always call me doc, which I dislike very much. Though no one has ever called me by my actual title.” “Well, I assume that you are pleased then?” “Quite so.”

“He walked towards the edge,” Ahem, this is your patrolling area. The cliff we were just on is patrolled by Arcee and Bumblebee and- “he had been cut off, “Actually, that cliff we were just on is a horrible patrolling area, it is way too visible.” He walked over to Rachet putting his on his shoulder and pointing to the cliff said, you see, the Decepticons would be able to see them from a mile away!” “Hmm, I see. You do make a good point,” he turned to Nexus saying, “Where do you suppose they patrol then?” “Perhaps,” Nexus said pointing, “To the southern quadrant there, behind that area. We’d be able to see that place from here whilst they are still unseen from the roadway here…”

They continued to talk about this through the night, though, the team was getting a little worried. Arcee wondered if Nexus was safe after all, plus, they had been gone for a while. Arcee decided to transform and go see what they were up to. Optimus stopped her though, “Where are you going, Arcee?”

“I am going to see what Nexus is doing with Rachet.” “Arcee, I have full faith in him. Though he may have a shortened memory, he would never let his loyalty stray from his true intent, brainwashed or not.” Arcee had put this into thought, “I will still check on them though, Optimus,” “I shall grant that.” With that, she rode out looking for them in the regular patrolling places. She heard laughing noises coming from around the South area. She drove over to that area, and transformed with plasma cannons out, ready to shoot, to see both of them dying laughing by a small bonfire. Arcee stared at both of them in disbelief, especially at Rachet. In fact, he was laughing even harder than Nexus himself! “Rachet, Nexus, what seems to be so ‘funny’ that even Rachet would laugh?” “Oh, Arcee,” Rachet said still laughing/chuckling, “I did not notice you,” “Then I suppose you should come back to base before you ‘don’t notice’ a Con. Both of you.” “We could tell of what we were laughing about though Arce- “ “I am pretty sure I am fine. Besides, it is a tiring night, so I suggest that you two get some sleep. Plus, we’re locking up the base a little more tonight since a Prime woke up,” She said interrupting Nexus whilst glaring at him, “It could have been, ‘staged’.” Nexus Prime scowled at her, making Arcee feel, ‘intimidated’. Let’s just go in.” she gestured to Rachet. He finally agreed and Nexus got up with him. They drove back to the base just before they had locked up.

The base was calm once again, though Bulkhead’s snoring could be heard through the halls but faintly. Nexus realized he had forgotten where his chamber was, so he asked Arcee to direct him there, but she didn’t seem very keen on doing so. So Rachet led in there again. Nexus thanked him, and went to sleep? That night he had a hard time not thinking about Solus Prime. She... was like a sister to him. Though, he tried to distract himself with the thought of patrolling with Rachet, or doing combat with Bulkhead. His new community was getting comfortable and safe. His mind danced around for a little bit before setting a scene in his mind. He dreamt of the other Primes, when they had first been born into the world….

Back in the beginning: 

A younger Nexus Prime opened his eyes to see before him, 12 other bots? The sky was a dark indigo color with mass sparks of color surrounding it and balls of gas which shown so beautifully, scoured across. He saw many male ones of his ‘kind’, but then, he saw a much skinnier featured one. He curiously thrusted himself forward to get a closer look. When she saw him coming, she got in an attack mode, as she always did when she met something new. Another male was standing next to her, he was of a larger build but didn’t seem like he relied on it, more on his brains rather. He saw him reassuring her that he was safe. She had put down her fisted ‘gun’-arms, and looked like she was prepared to hug him. He jolted back, unknownst of what she was doing. She hugged him then backed back to the large male. It was clear the hug was his idea. He told Nexus that was his way of “Calming her down.”  Suddenly, he was in a dark, ceiled room consisting of the 12. Something like a title floated above each of there heads. He rapidly remembered all of their names in the dream.

The brainy one which he had met, happened to be named Alchemeist Prime, the femme’s name was Solus Prime, and all of the others. In a corner of the room was, Megatronus, who was staring at Solus. He had an evil sneer and within his eyes, a ‘friendly’ hatred.

However, he did not see Optimus. But only because Optimus was first Orion Pax, which he would be for a long time, until he finally became a Prime.

TO BE CONTINUED...