This story is based on both the Transformers movies and Transformers Prime. Now enjoy! :-D

Set In Stone

Prologue: Origin

To begin with, there were 13 Primes. The Matrix of Leadership had chosen them itself, and through it, Primus. But Fate had played its game. Unicron took the thirteenth Prime for its own evil-doings, and turned him against his brothers. Reborn fully as the Fallen, the former Prime set out to harvest energon from stars that harboured life. In a final attempt to stop him, the twelve remaining Primes made a tomb to protect the Matrix – the key – but a tomb made from their own bodies.

The Fallen had his army, known as the Decepticons, to do his bidding and to serve him as a master. These Decepticons were the opposite of the group called the Autobots, who fought for Primus, and their hunger for power drove their optics to become blood-red.

As the Fallen and his Decepticons retreated, Cybertron was at peace once more. Life thrived, but yet, Fate continued to play. The sparklings of the Autobots were born as either having blue, or red optics. The Autobots were once again reminded of the terrible war they fought against the Decepticons, and the sparklings born with the red optics were shunted and excluded from society, forced to fend for themselves. Over the years, the hate against these sparklings had subsided, but they continued to be treated as lower than the others, carving their fate to be set in stone.

The times grew darker. No mech or femme wanted these red-opticked sparklings, and as the threat of the Decepticons once again grew darker, they were abducted and forced to become slaves. Hatred for these 'future Decepticons' became ever stronger, and many of them were thrown out of their homes, disowned, and eventually tuned against the Autobots. This led to the belief that these sparklings were of Unicron's meddling, and that their fate of evil was set in stone, programmed within them, and that they could not be changed.

Up to a few decades prior to the Great War, the belief held. Robots with blue optics were Autobots, and those with red were Decepticons.

Some red-opticked sparklings rose against this, believing that their futures had not been written out for them, but they too, fell from the deprivation of love and care, and a place in society. That was the fact. Even the strongest would fall. And though they tried to be different, to rise, they all knew that set in stone, they were destined to fall.

But Fate smiled contently to itself as it wove the game from air, a force stronger than that of Unicron and Primus. Its game was succeeding.