I’ve been on Cybertron for days now, learning about the Primes of the past and learning about the planet, Cybertron, which I’m currently on. So far all has been well, a few arguments with a few of the Autobots which end with both of us apologizing though.

            Today was another boring down, especially since I didn’t have another lesson today about the Primes. They said I had learned all I needed to know, and that the Prime I would choose would be chosen for me by the mark and my heart.

            I was sitting in the human sized area of the Autobot base, my head laying on top of my arms on the table, when suddenly a few of the Autobots rushed in using their holoforms and shouting at the top of their lungs.

            Of course, since I wasn’t prepared for this at all, a small scream escaped my throat as I fell off my chair and landed on the ground. My legs were sitting in the chair though, but the rest of me was laying on the ground.

            Jazz walks over and chuckles, squatting down beside me. “You ok there, lil’ femme?” He asks, which gained him a glare from me. “Sorry, we weren’t paying attention and didn’t know you were in here.”

            A small giggle escaped my lips as I nodded my head. “It’s fine Jazz, I needed something to wake me up anyways. I’m done with my teachings already.” I said, a sigh escaping me as I looked up at the music loving mech in his holoform.

            He simply chuckled and helped me up, making sure I wasn’t going to fall over again. “I know how that feels! Maybe I can convince Ratchet to take you somewhere early…” He says, before grinning and running off.

            I just stood there confused, before shrugging my shoulders and walking out of the small area and following the running Jazz. I had no intentions of running, so I was smirking and walking after the mech.

            Jazz got to Ratchet minutes before I did, and I came to a stop next to Ratchet who was talking to a red, yellow, black, and white mech who had a yellow visor on. Of course, Jazz shouting for Ratchet’s attention caused them both to look at us.

            My cheeks heated up as I hit Jazz’s shoulder, scowling slightly at the mech. “Sorry, we didn’t mean to interrupt you… Jazz here decided to cure my boredom somehow, something about taking me somewhere early?”

            Ratchet instantly glared at Jazz before a frustrated sigh escaped him. “I’ll think about it. Charlie, this is Xandred. He’s a fellow Autobot and medic in training. He’s been out at the other med bay on Cybertron, helping them for a bit. That’s why you haven’t met him before today.” He says, a small smile on his face.

            Jazz snickered from beside me, which caused my attention to turn to the mech beside me. “What’s so funny, Jazz?” I muttered, confused as to why my newly acquired friend was snickering.

            “Ratchet, everyone knows you two are bonded so you can quit acting like the two of you are just friends or just two people who work together.” He says, which caused me to join in on the snickering.

            Both of the two mechs looked flustered, Xandred looking more flustered than Ratchet while Ratchet was glaring at the two of us. We just returned his glare with innocent smiles and puppy dog eyes.

            When I was finally able to stop snickering, I cleared my throat and smiled up at Xandred. “It’s nice to meet you Xandred, I’m Charlotte but call me Charlie. Everyone does.” I said, holding a hand up.

            He knelt down enough for me to shake one of his fingers, before a small grin showed up on his faceplates. “So, you’re the human femme that everyone is talking about.” He says, making both Jazz and me smirk.

            “Apparently I’m the buzz of the base so far, all because of a mark I thought was a birthmark.” I replied, holding up my hand and smirking at Xandred. I already liked the new mech, he was cool!

~ A few hours later ~

            After talking to Xandred for a bit, Ratchet decided to agree with Jazz and now all of us were on our way to the Tomb of the Primes where every Prime was buried or where their memorial was placed if their body wasn’t found.

            On the way, it was an hour drive, I talked with Xandred and found out a lot more about him. I found out his brother was Wheeljack and about the humans he had befriended when he was on earth.

            When we got to the Tomb of the Primes though, not many of us were talking as we walked into the tomb. They were treating the tomb with a lot of respect, since these Primes were past leaders and they looked up to them a lot.

That is until we were in the middle of the tomb and the twins, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, decided to start an argument that eventually had everyone else included in the argument. I just watched the argument and shook my head, a slight smirk on my lips.

Then suddenly it was like there was someone whispering, calling to me and… I just couldn’t resist it, I followed the voice while weaving my way through the pedes of the mechs and femmes arguing without a care of what I was doing.

The voice whispering to me was a mech, I know that much, and his voice… his voice was sweet, and I found myself wanting to listen to it more. It sounded ancient, but his voice was gentle and kind. The voice of a true leader.

I found myself standing in front of the memorial for one of the Primes, and the voice faded away as soon as I was standing in front of the memorial. I wanted to hear his voice again, and I found myself reaching forwards and setting my hand against the cool metal.

“Awake Prime, and return to your friends.” I whispered softly, before leaning my head forwards and kissing the mark on my hand before pulling away from the memorial. I took a few steps back, staring in front of me.

My attention was diverted though, when I heard the arguing stop and footsteps leading up to me. “Charlie, what are you doing over here? When did you walk off?” I heard Jazz ask me, kneeling down in his bipedal form to look at me.

I turn around and looked up at them all, a small smile on my lips. “I walked off shortly after you started arguing, I heard a voice calling to me and I couldn’t resist walking towards it.” I explained, before a grin showed on my lips.

“I chose the Prime I wanted to awaken, while you all were too busy arguing.” I said, making their optics widen as they look around. I knew what they were thinking. They wanted to know which Prime I chose.

I turned around and pointed at the memorial in front of me, the one where the mech was speaking softly to me which told me he was the one. The one I was supposed to awaken from death.

There was the sound of gasps all around me, which caused me to turn back around and look at them with slight confusion in my eyes. “I could hear him speaking to me, that’s why I chose him. His voice was ancient, but kind and gentle. The voice of a true leader.”

In front of the memorial, dust began to swirl around in a twister like formation. Faster and faster it went and Jazz was ready to reach down and grab me if I flew off from the air.

Then when it finally stopped, in its place was a tall mech. He was mainly red, silver, and blue and I found those colors intriguing. He looked like a leader, a true Prime to me.

He looked around in confusion, and I knew he had no idea what was going on. “Where am I? What happened?” He asks, looking at all of us before his optics landed on me and his confusion only grew.

“You are on Cybertron, Charlie brought you back to life. She’s the girl from the prophecy, she heard you… speaking to her and she brought you back.” Arcee said, before a smile showed up on her faceplates. “It’s good to have you back, Optimus.

Hey guys! I hoped you liked this chapter! I don't own Xandred.... I'm just borrowing him... and I don't plan on returning him anytime soon.... 

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