Musical Inspiration: "Arrival to Earth" - Transformers Score (First Movie)

(This particular song was perfect, especially when it gets to the choir part of it...in the movie, it's where Ironhide is stepping out of the pool after crashing down.)

Epilogue: He is Waiting.

The sky was bleeding into a soft purple-red by the time that the group had reconvened and was headed back to the base. Mikaela and Sam had stopped by a fast food restaurant to pick up some food for the ride home. After a few weeks of rations and base food, it was quite a change of pace. Even Simmons managed to get a ride to his favorite restaurant. They also stopped by the local grocery store for more food supplies, Mikaela swung by her home for a toolbox, and Sam stopped by his place...which he immediately regretted when he got swarmed by his poor, worried mother. It took him five minutes to make her realize he was fine, Mikaela was fine, the robots were fine and he was fine. Yes, he was fine.

Mikaela stared out the window as she sat inside of Optimus' cab, sitting in the driver's seat. She at least wanted to give the impression of someone driving the truck if anyone passed, even if it made her a little uneasy still to sit in the driver's seat of any of the Autobots. Her mind, however, was elsewhere. She sighed softly, thinking over the last few week's events. She could still feel Starscream through the bond, but the farther away he got, the harder it was to sense him. It was an unnerving feeling. She swallowed, biting her lip as she stared up through the windshield at the sky.

"He will be alright, Mikaela."

Her thoughts were jolted to the present when Optimus broke the silence via his radio. Mikaela let a half-hearted smile appear on her face as she stared at the dashboard. She knew the Autobot leader was right and she knew that Starscream would be careful. But she couldn't help the worry from creeping through her like a spider on a web.

"I know. It's just...different. Difficult." She said, shrugging slightly as she glanced out the side window. The road was empty save for the four Autobots and their human companions. She watched as the sun began to dip below the mountains in the distance, the last of the sun's rays flickering softly.

"I can only imagine what you are going through, Mikaela. Your situation is unique and has never been seen or heard of before." the semi said. "But know that you have friends to help you at every turn. We will be there when times get rough." he added, letting her know she had support no matter what. Mikaela smiled a bit more and reached out, her fingers curling around the steering wheel before her.

"Thanks. It..it means a lot to me." She replied, grateful for the friends she had. Who knew that her closest and best friends would be autonomous robotic organisms from another planet? She smiled at the thought. Hell, who knew she'd end up bonded to one? She felt her mind turning to Starscream again and what he was trying to do for the sake of his race when Optimus interrupted her wandering thoughts again.

"May I ask a personal question, Mikaela?"

She stared at the steering wheel, a little bit surprised. "Um..sure?"

"Do you remember what happened right before you awakened yesterday?" Prime asked, curiosity tinting his voice as it came over the radio. Mikaela looked up briefly as she saw another car headed their way, the first since they started heading back. She pretended to look like she was driving until the car passed, relaxing back against the seat again and staring out the window.

"I think so..." she said, going into detail about the dream, starting from when she appeared in the dream-version of Cybertron, how she saw Starscream and Megatron fighting, and how she ran for the beautiful gold-silver city. She felt Optimus' engines quieting slightly as she described the city, causing her to pause.

"Are you okay?" she asked curiously, worried about him.

Optimus sighed softly, the twin stacks giving a short burst of exaughst.

"I am alright. You're describing...in very good detail...my home planet before the war started." He said softly, sounding as if he were miles away. In a sense, he was. His mind was filtering through old memory files, bringing up images of his home planet, files he kept close to his spark. Mikaela held her hand on the steering wheel again, a look of sadness on her face.

"I'm sorry..."

"It's alright. It's those memories I keep alive so that when we can rebuild, we can bring those memories back to life." The old leader said with a heavy sigh. He went through the files again before asking Mikaela to continue with her description. She nodded and continued, going into detail again about the voice and the large ball of energy, the coversation that was held and how the voice finally merged into one and then the electricity reached out and touched her.

"...and then...I remember seeing you looking over me." she said, finishing her story finally. A few moments dragged on, the sound of his engines working steadily penetrating the air as they drove on. Mikaela began to wonder if she hit an even deeper nerve than when she was describing his home planet.

Her descriptions were similar to something he had read long, long ago about the creation of Cybertron. Legend had it that Primus, their Creator, created Cybertron around his own spark and created the Allspark as a conduit to channel His energy, allowing the creation of the Transformers. Some thought that Cybertron itself was the body of Primus. It was also told that each Cybertronian had a tiny portion of Primus' Spark, allowing intelligence and free will. The last time anyone had ever been down to the Core of the planet was when the first Thirteen were still functioning. Those days were very long past.

Optimus wondered if he was right. Had she truly met their Creator? Was Primus' Spark being at the center of Cybertron no longer a legend, but reality? Had He given her the power she needed to return Starscream's Spark to full capacity? Could it be...Cybertron was still alive? A wave of hope shot through him as he processed this.

"Mikaela...did...the voice ever speak a name?" He asked tentatively, wondering if she might have overlooked something like that. Mikaela tilted her head slightly as she stared at the steering wheel.

"A name? Like, the voice's name?" She asked, shaking her head. "No...not that I remember. But...whatever it was, it was really intimidating..." she added, chuckling a bit. "I swear if I said something wrong, it could decide my fate or something."

If Optimus could have raised an eyeridge at her in this form, he would have. The more she described, the more he became certain that she had actually met the literal Core of their being. Primus, their Creator.

"Mikaela...you may very well have encountered something that would be of extreme assistance in the war ending..." He said slowly, earning a curious gaze from the woman sitting in his cab.

"Well, that seems to be the theme of the day..." she mumbled to herself, mostly amused, but oddly not surprised at this point after everything she'd gone through. "So what is this thing I possibly found?"

"I believe you may have found Primus...the Creator of our race." He said, reverence filtering through his deep mechanical voice. Mikaela stared in silent shock at the radio now, blinking slowly. No one of her own race had truly ever met their own God...how was it she had met the God of an alien race already? She had no idea what to say in reply to that at all.

"He...He's your God?" she asked after a moment, finally finding the words to ask that simple question.

"In your terms, yes. He is our Creator, very much like your God is your Creator." He said, his voice subdued. "However...the Spark of Primus...it sits at the Center of Cybertron, or so it is told. From what you've described...I have reason to believe the Old Writings are in fact correct about that." He finished, making Mikaela sit back and stare out the windshield. Her mind was overloaded with all the information now. She met their God!

"...When...when Star was brought back...I remember thinking something...'Thankyou, whoever you are.'" She said slowly, remembering the last thing she heard from the giant ball of light. "And...I heard something back..it was faint, though. It said, 'You...are welcome.' The words weren't in my voice...it was in the voice that I had heard before I woke up." She finished quietly, adding the last bit of information that Optimus would ever need.

The rest of the way to the base was filled with only the sounds of Optimus Prime's engines, the Autobot leader having much to think about. The information she gave him brought rise to a new hope...one he hadn't dared think ever possible.

Cybertron was still alive.

Their planet could yet be saved.

All they needed now was for Starscream to do his part and rally the Decepticon forces to bring an end to the fighting. A task that all of them hoped he would succeed in.

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