Angel
First of my quota.
Angel
Reflector/Kup
PG-13 rating will go up
Kup is Reflector's Angel
Prologue
It all began long ago, far longer than those involved would care to admit, in the heart of Kaon during the end of the Golden Age...
The city-state of Kaon was a dark and harsh world at the best of times and in the twilight of the Golden Age it was a nightmare of depravity. It was in this world that three tiny younglings, or one depending on how you looked at, were ushered into one of the cities over-flowing orphanges.
In most city-states, no sparkling or youngling remained in such facilites for long, relatives or a loving home would sweep them away before too long- but not in Kaon. In Kaon, most sparklings and younglings remained in the orphanges until adulthood or the rest of their lives, which ever came first. Far too many of the sparklings who entered the orphanges ended up leaving only as parts of other younglings and sparklings, with energon so expensive and the amount of credits given for the orphans care so small, slow starvation was a spectre that stalked the recharge cribs and mini berths. Many of the younglings turned to the extensive underground crime circuit, becoming stimulent runners, or in most cases prosti-bots for the mechs who came to Kaon for berth pets. Some who didn't turn to crime went out to beg, trying to wheedle mechs and femmes to spare a few credits or a cube of low grade. Many of the youngest were the ones who begged, and eventually they too joined the crime syndicate.
As the three, or one, sparklings entered the orphanage, they were greeted by the director who managed this orphange.
"Well, so this is the unique new arrival? Welcome to Kaon's Home for Sparklings #6. You will obey the following rules: No loud noises, you will not run inside, there is a limit to one cube per sparkling per day- in your case you will be allowed two since your..unique frame requirements are slightly higher, you will obey the proctor and you will be in recharge in your assigned berth on time or you will be cast out into the street to scavenge with the turbofoxes."
The tiny mechlets trembled at this dark pronoucement, and quickly nodded that they would be good bots. The director stood and left them alone in the large room and did not return. Instead, a medium sized truckbot entered and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm the proctor here, my name is Pickup. I will do my best to get you settled in as best as I can."
The lovely green truckbot lead thm to a berth and helped them drink their energon cubes, a third cube pulled from his subspace ensured that all three of his frames were properly fueled for the first time he could remember.
The lovely truckbot became the center of his new life as he was shown how to survive in the orphange and where the classroom was for the mandated education required of all such orphanges.
It was with a breaking spark that the little mech, now newly in his youngling frame, said good-bye to his beloved truckbot as he departed for the outside world.
Many Decavorns passed and the little mech grew up and as the war began he chose a side, choosing to side with the mech who had helped him after his beloved truckbot had left. Megatron promised that life would be better with those who were strong and worthy ruling Cybertron, and that was a side that the mech now known as Reflector wanted to be on.
It was many vorns later, during a mission that he had discovered finally what had happened to his beloved Pickup. As he hacked the Autobot database he discovered that Pickup had enlisted as an Autobot and as standard for new recruits had been given a new name- his beloved was now known as Kup.
Kup. He would find him, and make him his as a proper Decepticon should. His and his alone.
Angel
Reflector/Kup
PG-13 rating will go up
Kup is Reflector's Angel
Prologue
It all began long ago, far longer than those involved would care to admit, in the heart of Kaon during the end of the Golden Age...
The city-state of Kaon was a dark and harsh world at the best of times and in the twilight of the Golden Age it was a nightmare of depravity. It was in this world that three tiny younglings, or one depending on how you looked at, were ushered into one of the cities over-flowing orphanges.
In most city-states, no sparkling or youngling remained in such facilites for long, relatives or a loving home would sweep them away before too long- but not in Kaon. In Kaon, most sparklings and younglings remained in the orphanges until adulthood or the rest of their lives, which ever came first. Far too many of the sparklings who entered the orphanges ended up leaving only as parts of other younglings and sparklings, with energon so expensive and the amount of credits given for the orphans care so small, slow starvation was a spectre that stalked the recharge cribs and mini berths. Many of the younglings turned to the extensive underground crime circuit, becoming stimulent runners, or in most cases prosti-bots for the mechs who came to Kaon for berth pets. Some who didn't turn to crime went out to beg, trying to wheedle mechs and femmes to spare a few credits or a cube of low grade. Many of the youngest were the ones who begged, and eventually they too joined the crime syndicate.
As the three, or one, sparklings entered the orphanage, they were greeted by the director who managed this orphange.
"Well, so this is the unique new arrival? Welcome to Kaon's Home for Sparklings #6. You will obey the following rules: No loud noises, you will not run inside, there is a limit to one cube per sparkling per day- in your case you will be allowed two since your..unique frame requirements are slightly higher, you will obey the proctor and you will be in recharge in your assigned berth on time or you will be cast out into the street to scavenge with the turbofoxes."
The tiny mechlets trembled at this dark pronoucement, and quickly nodded that they would be good bots. The director stood and left them alone in the large room and did not return. Instead, a medium sized truckbot entered and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm the proctor here, my name is Pickup. I will do my best to get you settled in as best as I can."
The lovely green truckbot lead thm to a berth and helped them drink their energon cubes, a third cube pulled from his subspace ensured that all three of his frames were properly fueled for the first time he could remember.
The lovely truckbot became the center of his new life as he was shown how to survive in the orphange and where the classroom was for the mandated education required of all such orphanges.
It was with a breaking spark that the little mech, now newly in his youngling frame, said good-bye to his beloved truckbot as he departed for the outside world.
Many Decavorns passed and the little mech grew up and as the war began he chose a side, choosing to side with the mech who had helped him after his beloved truckbot had left. Megatron promised that life would be better with those who were strong and worthy ruling Cybertron, and that was a side that the mech now known as Reflector wanted to be on.
It was many vorns later, during a mission that he had discovered finally what had happened to his beloved Pickup. As he hacked the Autobot database he discovered that Pickup had enlisted as an Autobot and as standard for new recruits had been given a new name- his beloved was now known as Kup.
Kup. He would find him, and make him his as a proper Decepticon should. His and his alone.