Title: Crush - Crushed Against Me
Fandom: Transformers
Characters/pairings: Optimus Prime, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe
Rating: PG
Summary: And in the aftermath, some pieces would never fit back together right.
Warnings: N/A
Notes: Pulls strongly from Astrum Ortis.
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Optimus hurried towards the med bay, anxious and spark-sick. Alive. They'd actually found Ratchet alive, in the active manifestation of the Pit and data streamed in from the medics and Ratchet's rescuers and Hound's team.
He entered the larger, non-critical medbay and stopped short. Two mechs crossed the floor towards him, mechs he'd never expected to see again. Exactly as old as the war, they were the first mechs sparked after Megatron's betrayal. He'd taught them as he'd been taught, hopeful and terrified that they were the destined heirs to Cybertron's throne, but they'd disappeared when Megatron destroyed Iacon and killed Metroplex.
And now here they were again, scarred with battle and war and slavery. They stopped before him and looked at him with dead optics."You were wrong about a lot," the paler of the two said. "But not everything. We want to be Autobots."
"But not as your pampered pets," the darker spat. "You were wrong about us, and we're not your students anymore."
Optimus nodded his acknowledgment. "I understand," he said quietly. "Rest for now, and we will talk more when you are fully healed." The darker twin's hands clenched, in anger or agony, and Optimus felt his spark ache. "Heli-"
"Don't," the pale twin interrupted him. "We're not the Heirs, Prime. We're Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, and we're staying that way."
He had no right to feel betrayed, he told himself, even as sadness suffused him. He'd cared for them as if he was their creator, and he wondered what he'd done wrong, that they now hated him so much. He accepted their wish with another nod and they walked past him, towards the recovery bay.
Sunstreaker paused at his elbow, just barely within sight. "I loved you, once," he said softly. "But if you ever call me Helios Pax again, I will personally tear you apart." Then he was gone, and Optimus shuttered his optics as his spark shattered.