How.... long.... has it... been....?

Since when? Since the new player?

Ye... yes....

He's been through three rounds already. You should know this.

I...

Tick Tock

Can't...

Tick... Tock....

Fun... ction....

Ti... ck... to... ck....

Can't.... rem.... ember....

Ti... t...

What? You stopped the clock?! Why did you stop the clock?! Hey! Wake up! Wake up you useless-

Ti...

Not even a smack woke you. Wake. Up. Now!

T...

Primus.... you've died....

~

The man slowly opened his tired eyes and stared at the sky above him, he was exhausted and trying to survive this nightmare. He had somehow remembered this place, but it was more like a dream state. As if he had been here many times before. He remembered a child using a term for it, but couldn't figure it out.

He furrowed his brow as he realized there was a bird flying above his head, but it wasn't moving. He frowned deeply and sat up as he watched the feathered creature, it was perfectly still in mid-flight. He looked around and noticed his fire wasn't moving either. He furrowed his brow more and slowly stood. He scanned the area and started walking away from his campsite. Something was wrong. Horribly wrong.

He walked for a while before noticing a small pillar of smoke. He followed the froze line in the sky and found a campsite with some men. They were talking around the fire and one looked towards something. As he got close he realized they were all staring into the woods. He studied their faces for a moment and crouched by the one looking into the woods. He seemed to be the leader. Then again, he appeared to be one who didn't want that title. He stared at him then frowned as he concentrated.

"Bumblebee..." he whispered and grunted as he gripped his head a little. He shook it and looked to the others in the circle. One was young and he gripped a makeshift spear as he looked towards the woods as well.

"Jack... Jackson Darby..." the man said as he remembered him. His eyes widened and he noticed a man with firewood. "Bulkhead..." he gasped and stood as their names filled his mind quickly. He went to the girl who was readying her bow.

"Miko... Rafael..." he listed as he saw the boy hiding by Bumblebee. He saw another woman sitting in a tree with a knife. "Arcee..." he rasped and rubbed his face. They appeared to be ready for battle. He glanced around then went towards the place they were staring. He walked a little ways then froze.

He saw a man with a wicked grin stabbing another man through with a sword. The other man looked at him with shock and pain. The villain was previously injured and there were medical supplies by the other man. He had helped this man and as payment was killed. He walked over to the dying man and looked at him.

"Ratchet...." he whispered and glanced to the blade going through his midsection. "I'm sorry Old Friend...." he muttered and tried to pull the blade out. It didn't move. He looked to the other man and saw the horrible look in his eyes for blood.

"Megatron." He growled and saw other people coming out of hiding. How was he supposed to help these people?

"Optimus!" A voice cried. He grunted and gripped his head as he fell to his knees. Memories coming to him like a waterfall.

"Optimus Prime! Please help me!" The voice said. "This isn't real! You need to remember!" It cried in desperation. "You have to bef-" the voice died suddenly and he groaned in pain. His eyes widened at a memory that filled his mind.

~

"Hello..." a small voice said. He stopped suddenly and slowly opened his optics. In front of him sitting on a rock, under a tree was a sparkling. There was grass around it's little spot and he just stared at it with a blank expression.

"You're the Prime?" the sparkling asked as it stared at him with hope in its optics. He nodded a little then furrowed his optic ridges.

"I am Optimus Prime... yes..." he said seriously and the sparkling sighed in relief as tears fell down its faceplate.

"I'm glad to meet you... officially. Will you sit with me?" It asked and he nodded slowly before walking over and sitting by the boulder. He stared at the place then looked around as the white turned to the buildings of Cybertron.

"What is this place?" He asked carefully and looked at the sparkling, which he realized was a little femme. She didn't respond for a moment then stared at the buildings of their home world.

"Me... my world... my... im... ima... gina... thoughts..." She whispered and furrowed her brow. "But I hate Cybertron... I like earth better..." She said as the buildings turned into giant trees. He thought about how he spoke with Alpha Trion and looked at her.

"Are you a former Prime?" He asked and she shook her helm as she sniffed sadly. She whimpered and held her arm out which had a series of Cybertonian text.

"I am... de... sign... ation... EX-4C3-1.205... or... E-4..." she whispered and stared at her arm. He frowned as he watched her then carefully held her arm in his servos. He stared at the text and narrowed his optics.

"You were part of an experiment the Decepticons were conducting." He said seriously. She nodded slowly and hugged herself.

"Project... Live Relic..." she muttered and stared at a certain point. "I... I not really alive... or dead... I don't have a... form... or I did..." she rasped. He tried to understand what she meant. She pointed to the edge of the grass and he looked at the water as images formed.

"Are these your memories?" He asked as he glanced at her again. She nodded again and looked down. He slowly got up and walked over to the waters edge. He stared at the clear surface as the memories slowly came into focus.

~

His eyes widened as he remembered the sparkling. He remembered how they got here, what happened and how he was looking for his missing team. His family. They had disappeared and he found them, but something happened. He didn't know what and rubbed his face.

He shook his head again and remembered seeing the sparkling. She was hurt and he became angry. He tried to save her but everything went black. Was that even a real memory? Had he made that up too? He knelt there and gripped the ground as he at least remembered those around him. He reached for other memories but they came up blank. He sighed and tried to focus on the sparkling again. All he knew was she was in danger.

~

"Will you do something for me?" She whispered and looked up at him with a pleading expression in her optics. He stared at her as he held her then glanced around the area. "Do you promise?" she asked.

"It depends on what it is..." He said seriously and she shook her helm as she choked back a sob and sniffed again.

"Please... just promise... pinky promise like the earth babies do." She said and her tiny servo gripped his pinky digit. He knew she meant the humans and probably called them that because they were technically young. She was smart for a sparkling. He stared at her then curled his digit around her servo.

"I will do what I can." He said, not sure what he was promising, but she seemed content and sighed a little. She hugged him again as she thought about her request.

"Destroy the relic... the Star Saber can do it..." she whispered and shook a little in fear of being offlined. He furrowed his optic ridges as he glanced at her and set a servo on her back struts.

"Won't that extinguish your... spark?" he said hesitantly, but she didn't respond as she held on to him and stared blankly at the rock.

~

"Don't forget your promise... Optimus... please..."

He opened his eyes again and blinked tiredly. He looked towards the sky as he remembered this true memory of his. It was real and she was dying.

"Chiyu... I'll save you... I promise..." he whispered and stood then looked to Megatron. His eyes narrowed and he punched the con hard in the face.

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I'm back! Also yes this is another unofficial sequel. :3

Don't ask why I do this because I don't know, but this was the plan from the beginning. I just wasn't done with them yet. :3

Enjoy!