|From Orion Pax to Optronix to Optimus Prime I
Author: optimusprimus001 PM
Rebirth: Orion Pax has reawakened and stepped from the grip of death as Optronix... Only his only clues to his traumic past is a locket, a raw energon shard embedded in his hand, and six mechs who just don't know when to leave him alone...Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Tragedy - Chapters: 25 - Words: 29,173 - Reviews: 74 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 11-05-06 - Published: 05-21-06 - id: 2950885
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Optimusprimus001 (Subitayo): There's a reason I've been writing this story... I've gotten a few questions about why one thing in my Swords of Primus & Unicron series is such and such a way instead of another. It's also occured to me that some of you may wonder just how close Shiori, Cheryl, and Orion (Optimus Prime) are... Plus the Optimus in my head wouldn't shut up until I started writing this a few weeks ago. >.>; Oh the joy... So here's a very long, explainative story to explain things. >D
All above Cybertron's surface was lit with starlight and lamplight. A purple-grey hue hung about the planet, though powerful, golden-like cities spread around the landscape stretched out towards one another with blue, glowing lights and buildings. Transformers of all sorts moved, talked, learned, worked, and slept above the thick, armored plating of this metallic world floating in space. Even so, dispite so many numbers of Transformers, few dared to venture below the surface, and those who did came back changed; As if they were no longer simply themselves, or as if they'd seen an incredible, frightening thing within the darkness deeper than the catacombs. Only a few of the few dared to venture beyond the faint light of the catacombs- the bravest, and the knowing...
For in the deepest of the darkness, the center of the planet, was a light- And not any ordinary light at that. It's powerful, blue-gold energy pulsed with the beat of life, and a strong, majestic voice spoke to those who came across it. It spoke to those passing about knowledge... Reality and dreams... Life and death... Strength and weakness... Pain... and joy...
However, there was no one to hear it voice now, and as of the moment, it was alone in the darkness of itself; busily occupying itself with matters of creation. Humming wire-like tubes stretched from the brightest part of the blue-gold light, curling around another glow of a smaller, silver-white spark.
"In time, young one... Right now, Knowledge of the Legends is needed..." The giant, majestic spark said softly, and both faded into a darkness where their light could not be seen... ... ...