Spiritimus Prime: OMG! This is my first attempt on creating a canon character's history! LOL! I'm so excited and very happy with this, I am! Now, this story is set before Armada even began. Also, this story may have a few connections to Little Shotty, so it's not really a prequel, but it sort of is. I know, the prologue seems a little cruddy, but it is my first attempt with a character's history, so you must understand that I do the best that I can to ensure that you enjoy it. Just a heads up, this story starts off through the canon character's POV, but the rest is completely Third Person. I'm more comfortable in Third Person because you know exactly what you're doing and can get inside the heads of all the characters at one time. Anyway, enough chit-chat, just please enjoy my latest and newest attempt with a story that I have had planned for years on end (in the head that is). Enjoy!

Prologue

The Beginning of a Prime

Who am I you ask? My name is not important at the moment, but all I can tell you is that my life did not start out sweet and simple, as the humans say. Life would’ve been a walk in the park if I had not been born as something that I did not wish to be. But, I eventually had to overcome that and walk the path of destiny that I had to take without complaint. I had to learn how to accept the responsibility of leadership and it was something that I had to understand through my experiences.

While life itself was not easy to live by, I had come accept the fact that nothing was ever the same again the moment my hands wrapped around fate. I had never stopped to wonder whether it would be wise or not to write out a document on my life and how I had come to be in the first place. Very few bots know of what had happened long ago before everything now had started.

I have carried the weight of everyone’s problems on my shoulders for so long that it has become impossible for me to express myself on any occasions. I smile, but no one can see my facial expressions except through my optics because I wear a mask. I cannot explain such a reason right now, but it will be later on.

It hurts to talk about such things, but I am over the past trauma, but it is there whenever I think about it every now and then. No one questions my past, and I hardly talk about it in front of them. Part of the reason for them is because they always respect my privacy, or maybe they think it’s because I have not suffered such a cause. I understand their reason for silence, and I’m sure they understand mine.

However, my reason for most of my stoic expression is beyond anyone’s understanding and very few know the reason. Only Red Alert, my brother, Ultra Magnus, and Scavenger know why and have even witnessed the very thing that mentally tore me apart and had locked my Spark up completely behind steel doors that refuse to unlock with the keys being thrown away in the process.

While it hurts to talk about it, I do not ever say why, or even give my reason to even why I hide in my office every now and then. Some say that it’s because I’d rather do paperwork and be anti-social, while others think it’s because I never find time for myself or for anything else. But the reason runs much deeper than that, much deeper than anyone would’ve ever guessed in their entire life. Deep down, my Spark cannot help but mourn over the many losses over the many years of experience of leading that has driven me to the point of overstraining myself and collapsing in the end.

Do you wish to know of my experiences over the many years of leadership? Do you wish to know of the harshness I had to endure? Do you even wish to know how I had come to understand my responsibilities that very few had even witnessed? Well, I believe that you have finally got your chance to do so. While I have never talked about my past, and no one asks about it, I have written this file so that you may understand what I had gone through to become the mech that you often see, hear, smell, or even feel about. It is very rare for a leader to write down his life, but when it does happen, everyone pays attention to it carefully.

It is time for you, my reader, to step into the past before the Mini-Con Wars even began, before the whole war even began at all. When I was born, I had been born into a world of peace, a peace that would soon be interrupted entirely and change everyone’s lives forever. Choices would be made, sacrifices for the causes of the Universe, and the birth of a leader that could turn the tides of war and end all wars. If that even was a possibility for any of us.

Who am I you ask? My name is Optimus Prime. I am the legend beyond all legends. I am the light that will step forward to bring justice and peace. I am the supposed ‘saviour’ that everyone speaks of, and I am the one that will end this war once and for all. I am the one thing that will bring unity and wholeness in Primus’s name.

This is my story, my beginning, and my destiny. I am the Prime that must embrace his future to ensure that no evil will triumph over this peaceful Universe. The whole cosmos rests on my shoulders and I must embrace that future if I am to become the ‘saviour’.

My journey of becoming a Prime… starts right now.

Spiritimus Prime: I know that the story was a little short, but that's how prologues are for me. They're short, and they give some explanations for my stories. I hope you enjoyed the prologue and I'll quickly move onto the beginning of the story. It will be up soon, I promise. XD I hope you enjoyed it, and please R&R to let me know what you think. :D