Chapter 32

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+ Arya pov

"Where am I? Where am I? Am I dead? I can't be, can I?" I question as I stand before a bright light

"We have been watching you a long, long time." A soft male voice says

"You're the primes" I whisper in awe

"You have fought for Optimus, our last descendant, your father, with courage and with sacrifice, the virtues of a leader, a leader worthy of our secret." the giant being said walking towards me

"The Matrix of leadership is not found, it is earned. Merge the Matrix with his spark. It is, and always has been your destiny; And for your sacrifices, we return to you a part that you have long lost, Blackfire." The voice says
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I feel my lungs finally fill with air and shoot up from my spot on the ground. My body feels different: taller, stronger, and less fleshy. My skin isn't soft and plush but smooth and hard. I sit up and find that my legs are some kind of metal as is the rest of my body. I look up and see Bumblebee staring at me in awe. He takes a step closer but shots were fired between us. I'm forced back into my human self from the strain and lack of energy. I must've been in my human form so long that it became more comfortable to be like this.

'I'm a robot? Cybertronian, this is what has been missing: My true form and my memories.' I think to myself I can't put much thought into the odd occurrence that just happened since I have bigger problems at hand

I jolt up as one shot got a little to close for my comfort. I rush to grab the now actual Matrix and not the dust it was before and race to Optimus.

'Father... Fa-father-ther father' Echoes of my own voice fill my mind.From all the past times I have said or thought him, Optimus Prime, and my father.

I climb on top of his form and ram the Matrix into his spark chamber. I quickly climb off incase he were to make a sudden and potentially fatal move of crushing me.

'Lemme tell ya you get immediate results from this Matrix 10/10 I recommend'

I watch in amazement as my father once dead stands up just as he had done before. Relief washes over me now that he is standing before me.

"Father" I whisper

"Sparkling, you returned for me," Father says

"Of course I did, I will never leave you again, I promise," I say but before Father could fully stand The Fallen knocked him down and took the Matrix from his chest

"No! no, please. Get up, you have to get up, please!" I beg running up to him

"Get up Prime!" Ratchet shouts

"He's turning on the machine! You got to stop him! Get up!" Sam shouts

"He can't he has no spark substitute, Sam," I say trying to hold back the tears

"Optimus, take my parts and you will have the power you've never known." Jetfire says "Fulfill your destiny"

I look to Jetfire with sad but grateful eyes. He would sacrifice himself for human kind. For a Prime he's never met and for the sake of winning this war.

"Goodbye Jetfire, you will be remembered and greatly honored for your sacrifice," I tell him and just like that he ripped out his own spark and Ratchet quickly got to work with transferring the spark to Optimus

It seems odd since I haven't known him long but I've grown to respect him and even enjoy his company. It's sad to know he's not going to see the end of the war and hopefully a more peaceful time.

"Jolt, electrify" Ratchet orders "Transplant those afterburners."

"Let's roll," Father says before flying off towards The Fallen

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