Silverflame dodge once more as Elita-1 tries to take her down with another kick she dodges with ease.

"Flames, you can't just keep dodging me. You have to attack and fight." Elita-1 said shaking her helm as Silverflame came towards her.

"I know that. But it was hard to find an opening to attack you. So, my plan was to dodge everything you throw at me till you get tired and let your guard down so I can attack you." Silverflame stated crossing her arms over her chassis.

Elita-1 smiles and rolled her optics playfully at Silverflame as she put a servo on her should plate, "That's not the best technique to take down your opponent." Elita lifted Silverflames faceplate with her other servo making Flames look into her optics, "Because it will take a long time to find an opening to strike. Just study what your opponent's fighting moves are, and you will be able to see a pattern where you can see their weakness, ok?" Silverflames sighed and nodded her helm in understanding. Elita smiled as she lowered her servos down to her sides, "Good, we will stop your training for today. Be here the same time tomorrow, understood?"

Silverflame nodded her helm as Elita-1 transformed in her alt form and was just about to drive away when Silverflame stopped her, " Elita-1, can I come with you this time? You said I could come with you to the Hall of Records and meet your friend that works there. Can we go right now? My unite parents are busy and my older brother probably won't be here till later on after his rescue train and..."

"Alright, Silverflame! I understand." Elita-1 spoke gently and playfully to her. "Are you ready to go then?" Silverflame's derma was opened in shock. But quickly closed it and transformed into her alt form.

"Ready!" Silverflame shouted excitedly as they both drove to the Hall of Records.

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Orion was working in the Hall of Records. Organizing the data pads and reading a bit as he put them back to where they go. He was enjoying his time when he hears someone coming in through the doors and turns to see who it was,

"Hello, Orion."

Orion stopped what he was doing and accidentally dropped the data pads he was holding as a pink femme was in front of him with another femme of silvery-red with silver flames. The silvery-red femme quickly came to his aid and started to pick up the data pads he dropped. But Orion didn't notice as his optics were locked on to the pink femme.

"Elita! I didn't know you were coming here today!" Orion said in surprise as his cheek plates start to turn a light blue.

Elita-1 gives him a smile and giggled as she rolled her optics playfully at him. "My student wanted to come down here with me today. So, I thought I could also say hi to you while I'm here."

Orion smiles nervously lowering his optics down to the floor. He then notices the silvery-red femme who just finished picking up all of the data pads he dropped and started to stand to her pedes handing the data pads back to him, "Thank you." Orion said thankful that they were all still intact.

The silvery-red femme derma turned into a smile and nodded her helm, "No probably, I was reading some of them as I was picking them up." She looked at him with smirk on her faceplate, "I see you like to read the great history of Cybertron about the thirteen Primes I see."

Orion's faceplate lit up with a smile and nodded his helm. Sparks came in his eyes as you could see all of the things he read about the Primes and the history of Cybertron as if he was really there to witness it all. Elita-1 smiles and looked to the silvery-blue femme, "Silverflame, this is my friend, the liberal and the keeper of the Hall of Records, Orion Pax." Elita turns to Orion and gestured her servo to Flames, "Orion, this is Silverflame who is being trained to see if she is worthy enough to be a Defender, Proctor and chosen one to protect the future of Cybertron."

Orion's derma dropped open as he stared at Silverflame in shock. Flames rolled her optics at Elita in annoyance and sighed, "No one said that I am the 'chosen one' to save the future of Cybertron. My Carrier believes that. But I don't really know." Silverflame stated, "But...I love what Elita is teaching me. Even if I won't be able to use any of it in the future."

Orion was able to close his mouth but then opened it once more, "What is Elita-1 teaching you?"

Silverflame was just about to answer him but Elita spoke up before she could replay, "That is something I promise to Flame's unite parents not to tell anyone about it."

Silverflame rolled her optics and shook her helm at Elita and quickly turn to Orion, "I'm learning the skills of fighting and learning how to take down my opponents without killing them. Elita-1 said I am doing very well but still have a lot to practice and study."

Elita-1 looked at Silverflame as if she looked at her will keep her derma shut.

"Elita, why didn't you tell me about this?" Orion said as he looked at Elita-1 as if he wasn't invited to go out somewhere with her, "Megatronus could help teach her..."

"No, Orion!" Elita all but shouted. Orion looked from left to right with worry in his optics and sighed in relief as he looked Elita in the optics and brought his digits to him derma and shhh's to her to be quieter when she speaks.

Elita's cheekplates started to turn a light blue as she realized what she did and sighed, "I can't let him teach her how to fight, Orion."

"Teach who how to fight?"

Elita-1 froze where she was. Silverflame turned around to see who spoke. A silver mech with a hint of red on him walking over towards their group. He smiled at Elita-1 and nodded his helm to Orion and gave a wink to Silverflame as his optics fell on Elita-1. "Elita, I didn't know you were teaching anyone the skills of fighting. Who are you teaching?"

"Your... Megatronus!" Silverflame explained in excitement but a little shy at the same time. Megatronus smiles at Flames and nodded his him. "I hear so many things about you and how you can take down any creature that the Arenas in the Pits of Kaon throws at you!" Megatronus chuckled at Silverflame and gave her another wink. Silverflame's cheekplates started to turn a light blue in embarrassment.

"You are correct, young femme. I do fight in the Arenas and fight any monster that they throw at me. And I would be happy to share my skills in fighting with you if you like?"Silverflame optics flickered up to him with excitement.

But Elita spoke before she could answer, "She is fine with the skill to fight. But I'm teaching her how to not kill her opponent! Like you do to every single creature you fight you kill it! I will not allow that kind of thing to get stuck into her helm like you!"

Silverflame was a bit shock that Elita-1 would say that to Megatronus. After all, he was a great warrior on Cybertron for fighting in the Pits of Kaon. But he seemed to not have noticed how Elita clearly didn't want his help.

Then Silverflame notices another bot enter through the doors with white and red. Walking towards the group while reading a datapad in his servo. Elita and Megatronus didn't notice the mech coming towards the group and Silverflame looked to Orion who looked a bit worry about what's going to be happening, "Orion, Alpha Trion wants you and Elita-1 to..." The red and white mech stopped in the middle of his sentence and looked up to notice Elita and Megatronus arguing. While Silverflame watches, not knowing what to do in a situation like this as Orion try to get them to stop arguing. "Elita, Orion, and Megatronus! What are you three doing and bickering about! And who is this?!" He pointed his servo to Silverflame who was now slowly backing away from him and the group, afraid that she has got into trouble. Elita and Megatronus stopped fighting.

"I brought her here, Ratchet," Elita-1 said. Now turning her attention away from Megatronus to Ratchet.

"You can't just bring some bot into the Hall of Record!" Ratchet shouted. Silverflame looked down realizing that not any bot can get into the Iacon to go to the Hall of Records. You needed special permission to enter. 'Did Elita even get permission for me to even be able to be here?' She was afraid to find out and was going to dart out the doors when she hears Orion, "I invited them to see me today, Ratchet." Orion replied. Now turning his gaze to Ratchet, "If someone is to be punished let it be me."

Ratchet was dumbfounded. While Silverflame looked on in shock. 'He knows Elita and Megatronus. But yet he is willing to take the punishment. He doesn't even know me and yet he is willingly ready to keep me and his friends safe.' Silverflame thought. Then out of the corner of her optics, a brilliant bright light blinded her optics. quickly coving her servos over optics in fright. Then she slowly moved her servos away from her optics to her side and what she saw was wonderful and terrifying.

There were two Mechs standing in front of her. One of red and blue, who looked kind, gentle, tall, looking like that of a Prime, and looked ready to fight and protect others. The other one was silver with hints of purple on him, he looked cruel, hatful with bloodthirsty optics as if all he wanted in the world was to seek power, dominion over all worlds and destroy anything or anyone that gets in his way. The two Mech from what she could tell were fighting against each other on Cybertron in Iacon. Silverflame was afraid for the red and blue mech. That he may be killed by other mech and a mediately knew she needed to protect him. She was just about to go and help the red and blue mech when the vision disappeared out of sight. Silverflame looked around again noticing she was back in Iacon in the Hall of Records. She then looked to see Elita, Ratchet, and Megatronus arguing shouting against one another. While Orion tried to explain to Ratchet that it wasn't their fault and it was a misunderstanding.

Silverflame sighed, shaking her helm. She was sad that the vision was over for her spark clenched to the red and blue mech she saw. Still remembering those bright blue optics that she long to defend and protect. She long to know who this kind, caring, and brave mech is. And if she could help him stop the other mech who's red optics still burn in her mind in fear. 'Could it be another one of my visions that may come in the future?' Silverflame thought. Sh quickly shook her helm, trying clear her mind off of it and started to walk back towards the group of bots who were now fighting and arguing against one other. Except for Orion who look lost not knowing what to do anymore. Silverflame stopped in front of the group as she looked at all of them in turn and then spoke, "It was my fault!"

Everyone stopped arguing and fighting. They all turned their helms toward her as Ratchet had his attention on her, looking her in the optics as he spoke, "And how is this your fault? If I may ask?"

"Because I converted Elita-1 to take me here and... I..." Silverflame shook her helm as she was ready to burst into tears. She didn't mean for any of this to happen. She was just curious why Elite always goes to the Iacon after training her.

Ratchet and the others were shocked even the Megatronus was surprised as a single tear fell from her optic.

"If you want, I can leave and I promise I will never come back ever again," Silverflame said sadly as she turns toward the door but stopped when she saw who was in front of her.

A mech who looked old but kind, gentle and caring, like that of the mech she just saw in her vision only he was younger and the Mech in front of her looked old with a cape and a beard who looked to have wisdom and knowledge. She was just about to say to the mech that she had to go when she hears Orion, "Alpha Trion!" Orion said kneeling down on one knee not daring to look up into the old mech's faceplate. Silverflame froze looking up at the older Mech in shock. Here in front of her stood a Prime.

She quickly followed Orion's example kneeling down on one knee looking straight down to the floor of the Hall of Records. Not wanting to look up into the Prime's faceplate. Afraid what would happen if she did. "Alpha Trion, I am so sorry! I didn't know I need special permission to come in here. I promise I won't come back and..."

"Woah, Woah, there my child. What are you talking about?" Alpha Trion asked kindly and looked up to see Elita-1, Orion and the others then back to Silverflame.

"I...well..." Silverflame started but couldn't finish as she didn't know what to say.

Alpha Trion smiled at Silverflame and turned his attention to Ratchet, "Did this young femme do something wrong, Ratchet?"

Ratchet lowered his helm down not looking up into the Prime faceplate as he spoke, "She came to the Iacon without getting permission, sir" Alpha Trion turned to Silverflame who was still looking down with fear in her spark not knowing what punishment he may do to her.

"Sir, with all due respect but it wasn't her fault. It's mine. I didn't ask Orion if I can bring anyone else in here. And I deeply apologized." Elita-1 said as she knelt down in front of the Prime as well.

The Prime looked from Silverflame to Elita-1, to Orion and then to Megatronus and Ratchet. then looked down at everyone and spoke, "I wish for all of you to come with me for I need to speak to you all in private." The Prime turn toward the door and slowly walk out of the Hall of Record and into the hall of the Archives with the group of bots following behind him as he led them to another room that was hidden. Alpha Trion used his staff to push against a section of the wall. A hidden door formed in the wall and opened for them as they slowly entered the room. "Now that we are alone, I must ask you, my child. What were you looking at in the distends?" Alpha Trion questioned as the door disappeared from the wall where it formed.

All optics were now on Silverflame who was now shy and afraid to say anything. But was relieved to see she was not in trouble anymore. She looked to the Prime who smiled and nodded his helm for her to tell him what she saw. She took a deep breath and started to tell them of what she has seen, "I saw two mechs one who looked kind and gentle, the other looked hateful crucial as if he wants nothing more than to rule other worlds and gain power."

"If these Mechs you speak of are to come then let that evil mech tries to take our planet" Megatronus shouted, "I will gladly fight him and even ripe out his spark if he dares take over Cybertron!" Elita-1 rolled her optics at Megatronus who didn't seem to notice with anger in his optics.

"They were both fighting on top of the Archives. Both were evenly matched with strength and power." Silverflame paused looking to the Prime who nodded his helm for her to continue, "I had this feeling in my spark that this mech. The kind, gentle, and brave mech needed to be protected. As if...he is the only thing left to save our planet." All was silent as everyone ponders what Silverflame just said to them. 'And I have a feeling that he needs me.' Silverflame thought not daring to say it out loud. Especially not in front of Alpha Trion.

"Have you had any other visions like this one you saw as well, my child?" Alpha Trion inquired as Silverflame nods her helm. "Then you are the only hope for the future of Cybertron, my child. Be true and wise with the gifts Primus as giving you." The Prime walked over towards Silverflame. Who looked down to the ground not looking up into Alpha Trion's gaze. The Prime gently moved his digits and slowly lifted Silverflame's faceplate up to look into his kind blue optics, " And for that, I will teach you how to use these gifts. Do you wish to be train, my child? Not only by me but by these bots that are standing before you?" The Prime stepped a little ways from Silverflame and motion to Elita and Megatronus to his left alone with Orion and Ratchet to his right with both his servo outstretched to them.

Silverflame was dumbfounded as she looked from Elita-1, Megatronus, Ratchet, and Orion and then turn towards Alpha Trion as a smile came to her Derma, "I would be honored to be train by you all that stand before me." Flames looked each bot in turn with a blaze of firer in her optics with fear and hope in them. "I will do my best and train hard for what is to come as the Proctor that I maybe one day for all Cybertronians."

"Then knee, my child." The Prime spoke as Silverflame obeyed and knelt down on both kneeplates before him with her helm held low as Alpha Trion took his staff and laid it on each of her shouldplates. "Rise, my child. For you are now the chosen one who will one day be the Proctor of Cybertron for Primus's sake." Silverflame raised to her pedes looking at all of her old and new friends with hope for Cybertron. 'I just pray that I will be ready when the time comes for the war. And to see those blue optics truly belong too.' Flames derma turned into a small smile. Just thinking about the mech made her spark long for him as she hopes to meet him soon.