(Y/N) sat down. Her day had been full of the impossible. Only one question remains: Is Knockout just grateful, or is there more to it?
(TFP fanfiction. I don't own them, and you all own yourselves so.... yeah
The first of two books. Want more? Look...
I looked down into the abyss that allowed me to survive this whole ordeal... Raf didn't resurface. He wasn't resurfacing... WHY ISN'T HE RESURFACING! Bee slid next to me, and Arcee at my other side, looking for the boy, but he didn't show. It was deadly silent for a long time.
"Why didn't you stop him?!" Bee yelled at me, just as worried.
"I would if I COULD Bumblebee, but he BOLTED!"
I looked back to the cybermatter, and almost bolted myself, if it weren't for Optimus grabbing hold of me before I could try and save Raf... if I could.
"Do not endanger yourself once more," he ordered, dragging me away from the center of the Omega Lock, "If Rafael does not surface soon, then the cybermatter was to much for his small form to endure."
"RAAAAAAAF!" I struggled against his hold, it's all my fault...
I felt more try to drag me away, but I continued to fight against them. I can save him. He's not dead, not yet. Not yet.
"Let. Me. GO!"
I soon felt the familiar servos of Knockout as he too joined the fight to keep me from trying to save the boy who had lost his family due to this horrid war. He thought I was gone forever, he thought Bee was gone too. I can only guess that Soundwave was sending him a video to his computer of the fight for him to take such a life threatening action. Oh Raf why would you risk something like this? I heard the others try to soothe me, and ease my frantic denial that he was gone. He jumped in the cybermatter willingly... was it suicide, or a want to live? No, he wanted death when he thought everyone he loved as family was gone, a different motive drove him to jump into the glowing abyss, yes... he wanted to live, but not in the life that had brought him so much sorrow, not the life, that he knew had no family to go back to. Rafael Esquival, wanted to be with the family he knew he had, but couldn't stay on Earth... he was going to leave all that behind in order to go to Cybertron, and live with us... but he didn't account for the life threatening variables of the cybermatter not taking effect soon enough.
"LET ME GO! I CAN SAVE HIM!"
"It's to late Wildstryke!"
But their calls and statements landed on a deaf audio as I continued to fight for control of my own body. I can save him, he can't die, not yet. I'll save my son.
With one last pull I freed myself from their grasp, stumbling forward, and tripping over my own pede, landing inches away from the center. I heard static, and I knew I had hit my helm, energon ran down one side, I could taste it as it slipped, slowly. My vision cleared enough that I could define some shapes, and my hearing came back enough that I heard one thing. Rippling. The plip, plip of liquid. Coughing. I looked around, and saw the blurry shape of someone knew, their colors a faint orange with some yellow mixed in. I shook my helm, and scrambled to them as I realized who it was. Sliding to one knee I helped the cyberformed Raf out, and brought him close.
"Don't you EVER do that again," I sobbed, pushing him away, though my servos kept a firm hold on his shoulder plates.
"Well I kinda can't." he chuckled.
"That wasn't funny! Do you know how worried I was? Not to mention Bumblebee!"
"Wildstryke."
"I didn't know if you were going to resurface! Or-or if you would even survive that!"
"Wildstryke."
"That was reckless and-and a completely un-thought out plan on your part!"
"MOM!"
"What?!" I stopped my rant at this title, and saw the smiling faceplate of Raf as he laughed at my flustered state.
"I'm fine, I just... didn't want to be left behind... not again."
I hugged him close once more, knowing what he meant. Being left alone is hard when those you love die, and his loved one can't come back like Roman did.
The faint steps of Bumblebee reached our audio, and Raf and I looked to the group, who stood astonished at this spectacle. Raf wriggled out of my hold, and I stood up, seeing that he was only as tall as my hip, maybe a bit shorter.
"H-hey Bee," he waved, and I smiled down at him, then to the group.
The boy turned mech poked his orange visor cutely and looked to Soundwave with a large smile, who displayed a smiley face back, on his cracked and chipping visor.
"We should change our course," Optimus stated, "For Cybertron."
Raf bounced up and down, and ran to Bee, giving him a high-five, then to Knockout, who, amazingly, picked him up with a seemingly practiced ease, placing him on his hip plate. They both smiled to me, and I quickly joined them to the main control room, where we watched as we passed through the Space bridge, finding Cybertron as dead as ever, but soon to be very much alive. From there it was a direct path to the Well of Sparks, and we all watched as Cybertron came roaring back to life in a lighted beauty I had hoped to see since meeting Knockout.
A triumphant cry shook the air, and we all watched as Predaking took off into the horizon. I frowned as I remembered our last words to each other. After the outcome of being sparked, I feel it was pointless to be so protective like that...
"That's home, right... carrier?" Raf used his taught vocabulary, and I smiled at this, looking to him, and then Knockout, who smiled back lovingly.
"Yes, Raf," I leaned into my two boys, Knockout being the main support, "That's home."
(Sooooooo... I was actually debating on bringing Raf back or not... cause, you know, spark brake. Well I did, cause I like him to much to let him die. Thanks for reading! I love your comments! XD They always crack me up! ... Please don't offline me for leaving you in agony XD )
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(I think ya'll can tell which is Raf XD. All credit goes to the artist who drew it (not me)! Thanks for reading!)
