The Unexpected Prime (On Hiatus and Editing)

Chapter 1

(I don't own Transformers, only my Oc!)

       This might seem crazy but my life was from sorrow to love, love of my new family and love toward another's spark. Well this life of mine begins on the never changing planet called Earth, in a moist and clear forest near the edge of a desert. I was with my pack hunting for energon, the lifeblood that runs through our species. Oh, I should tell you that I'm an alien called a wolftacon in simpler words I'm a cybertronian wolf from outer space, I can shift into basically anything or anyone because of my transmetal skin. My skin can shift like dominoes tipping over but instead I have thin metal like scales flipping over all around my body to disguise me, the bad thing is that when you see me in another form besides my original through thermal vision you can see me. I can't copy the heat signature of the original item like a human, I can't copy its heat type so if the decepticons use thermal vision they can spot me in a crowd. Back to what I was saying, we were the only survivors left on our planet, Cybertron. Besides the autobots and decepticons, we are the last of our kind to survive during the great war and escape with our sparks. While we were hunting, we tracked down a scent of energon that led us out of the forest to a desolate desert. 

       Beyond that, we saw a cave with a blue glow climbing it's way out. It was raw energon! So my pack and I checked it out, inside was a cool fresh breeze that lifted our spirits by the sight of  energon in every corner of the cave. We went inside to discover we had found a motherload of the stuff that would last us a month, it looked ready for the taking. We heard footsteps coming from the cave entrance, so we hid behind some large rocks. Once I took a glimpse, tension was rising in me. It was Megatron and his loyal servants; Soundwave, Starscream, and Knockout. There was also a few soldiers with them. I counted out that there were 11 cons to 5 wolftacons. We were outnumbered, the odds were in their favor. There were two choices that my pack could do; run and escape with our sparks or choose to fight. My pack chose to fight, even though we were in few numbers and the last of our brethren, we would rather go down fighting than run with our tails between our legs. We tried to growl at them to at least scare a few troops off, but I guess that made them more cautious than scared. Megatron looked around trying to locate the sound that we were making. He heard that the noise was coming from behind several rocks. Megatron came over in our direction and destroyed the rocks we were hiding behind. After the dust cleared, we were seen in plain sight and we were cornered. 

'Intreresting, I had thought all the remaining wolftacons died off eons ago?' Megatron thought.

"What a surprise, the last surviving wolftacons. It seems they still thrive."said Megatron peering down at us. 

Knockout peeked behind Megatron and examined us from a distance, he noticed that we were the right size for one of his experiments/invention.

 "My Lord, it seems since that these creatures are very few, we may have a chance since the Autobots would recognize these beasts as endangered and wouldn't lay a finger on them as we destroy them while."said Knockout grinning as megatron turned to face him. 

"What an intriguing idea Knockout, proceed with your plan but make sure they wouldn't disappoint me" said Megatron leaving the cave towards the hot desert and it's burning sand.

"I assure you Lord Megatron, they won't disappoint." Said Knockout bowing as Megatron walked away, to then looking down at us with an evil smirk. I saw a glimmer of goodness in Knockout's optics.

'I knew knockout would benefit me somehow in someway in the future, I just know it' I said in my head. They forced us aboard their ship, the Nemesis, and chained us from snout to tail to be caged inside a barred crate. Piece after piece, armor was placed on us from plating to insignia's.

                                                                                        >^<

       It was several hours later when soldiers carried our prison crates to a mine full of energon. We weren't able to see the outside landscape, so finding our way out was a bust. Minutes later we heard voices coming from outside the mine. Soldiers came to our prisons and released us but prepared us for battle. We were suited not just for battle but the since we were so massive our size was seen as transportation, the most unrightful class of usage. My companions were already put with riders except me, which I soon found out why. Megatron was going to ride me into the fight to guide the others. Megatron came int the cave and looked at me, not a sign of compassion. H e stopped at my side and pulled himself on top of me, he adjusted to find a comfortable position. Megatron looked at my metal like fur and clutched it in his claws, he kicked me in the thigh with a force that it hurt like being punched really hard in the stomach. I ran out in front of the others trailing behind us. As we made it outside, we found ourselves in a heatwave of destruction literally since the sun was on top of us and worst of all we were in a desert. 

   The sun was heating my plates that it almost felt like it was melting me, there was not even a cloud in the sky above me. A few feet away were the Autobots; Bumblebee running towards the Decepticons with amazing agile movements, Arcee shooting at the cons with such accuracy, Bulkhead punching each con he can get to with his wrecking ball and finally Optimus Prime firing and slicing with everything he's got with that matrix inside of him. A few times I got hit, but my pack were in worst condition. All lying dead, lifeless shells on the smoldering, hot sand with their dishonorable riders lying on top of them. It was no time to grieve for them now, now was the time for me to get through this as long as I can. I got shot down and slid across the chiseling, rocky sand with my vents heaving from the relentless heat pouring on me. Megatron managed to get up after the blow, he retreated with the remaining troops still online. Everything around me was just a blur, my audio receptors got only static. I felt the weight of steps lifting and dropping coming closer to me, they stopped above me but I couldn't see their face since the sun was right behind them placing a driving glare to my optics. I saw his dermas moving but came no sound, with all I could make out of it was "Nice----see---again..----friend." In this weakened state I was in, I passed out in relief.