"Colossus"
Okay, if your a Transformers fan, its bound to happen some time. Yeah, I had dream. I forgot most of it because I had a several that night. The dream was from my perspective. I think it was slightly influenced by the tf trailer because it was shifting around a lot like I was filming it in a helicopter or something.
In the dream I'm. . .I really don't know where I was but there was a lot of dirt/sand and for some reason my subconscious told me there was a lake or at least a large body of water somewhere. Also it told me that Optimus Prime was in it, but I don't remember actually 'seeing' him. What I do remember vividly was Sunstreaker being in it. You'll read why in a sec as to why. Anyway from my odd helicopterlike perspective I was watching Suntreaker who in turn was looking at me, sort of. Why I remember it so well was because he was bouncing his own head on his foot (obviously I'm going to change that). You know how a soccer player bounces a ball on there foot? Yeah, like that. For example here (2:21 - 2:31). Similar anyhow.
So anyway, working a little on the dream, most of them I can't remember, I got down and wrote this one down in my tech. math class the other day. During some free time, thank you! Added a lot of stuff and what knot. On to the dabble.
Title: 'Colossus'
Rating: PG-13
'verse: AU
Warnings: slight mention of decapitation and physical injury.
A/N: Trunks: comparing them to tree trunks. Firstly, when I pictured the characters in my head, I got pretty much `07 Optimus Prime with slight variations. While Sunstreaker pretty much looked like his Universe form with elements of the movie style, but you can picture them how you wanna. Secondly, I'm trying for a new style here, don't know if it's really different from previous works but oh well. I'm using my char. Blair as a scapegoat for me.
No beta, so mistakes are possible.
000
It was night time, normally it got chilly out here but I wasn't cold for once. Matter a fact I was sweating and panting hard from my prior run. My shoes were filled with sand, I could feel it in my cloth's that was stuck there rubbing against my skin irritatingly. It hurt but I couldn't concentrate on it right now if I tried. I stood there like an animal stunned, uncertain at what laid before it, frightened. The landscape around me, once a dark shade of brown at night, was now black from were it had been unsettled brutally and suddenly revealing the black and dark gray underneath. Random spot's around me was aflame, smoke, ash, and amber's littering the sky and air.
It was a battle field.
The ground suddenly trembled making me gasp and stumble but I caught myself in time not to fall over. I admittedly jumped again this time really falling backwards as two large metal trunks[1 stomped pass me, mechanics shifting, hissing, turning. Gazing up I found they led up to a massive torso, with arms and legs. It was a metal colossus! He walked by me and up the dune not evening recollecting that he noticed me, that I was even there. I watched him raise his right arm over his head, a strong metal plated fist grasping a impressive yet odd shaped weapon. It disappeared, somehow, on his back. With only a few steps he made his way over the dune but he was tall enough I could still see him despite my significantly smaller size.
For some reason, instead of running away, like I should have been doing to begin with, I scrambled to my feet and ran forward, heart pounding against my ribs. Then, there over the dune were two more colossus. One was a rust red color, its frame beaten, broken, worn, flaking chipped paint. I wondered briefly if his red coat was once a brilliant maroon, or maybe even a bright pure red. The other in a similar physical condition, just a terribly faded yellow was bouncing something. . .a. . .it was a head! He was bouncing a head on his foot like a soccer player would a soccer ball! He was acting just like one, too. The head was nearly unrecognizable, I believe the only reason why I knew what it was, was the optic sockets and jaw. It looked like the mech had put it to a grinder. Fluids, both dry and still moist, were splattered like paint on it, some had made it too the mech's foot and leg. Or perhaps it was his own.
I didn't know what to think of all this. Since I could remember the world I lived in was always changing around me faster than the seasons. Usually it was never good changes either. But here, in front of me, were creature's that I wasn't sure was a good or bad thing to see. Autobot's. I've been reading just as well as hearing rumor's that they were returning after years of absence. Why they really left has been unknown to the public, well, since they left. I wasn't even born yet when they up and left. From what I heard, though, the Autobot's of 'then', weren't the Autobot's of 'now'. Something had changed. It was either them or something else may have caused this.
I suppose it was curiosity of the unknown, unfamiliar, intriguing that kept me standing were I was, however foolhardy.
They were looking at me. . .
"What is your designation, little one?" The largest one rumbled; the same one who had stepped past me.
I pointed at myself stupidly. The large one nodded.
"B-Blair. . .Livington."
The two mech's to his right, my left, had started arguing about something, in, what I could only guess, was the Cybertronian language, but we ignored it. Even though the yellow one was holding the head in one hand in a hostile manner.
"My name is Optimus Prime. These two-" referring back to the two mech's whom paused to turn and look first to the faded blue and red then to me. I shifted on my hips. "-are Sunstreaker and Sideswipe."
I would look back on this day and not question fate and her decision to bring myself and these colossus together. I would only be happy that it happened despite it all...
000
In the dream I'm. . .I really don't know where I was but there was a lot of dirt/sand and for some reason my subconscious told me there was a lake or at least a large body of water somewhere. Also it told me that Optimus Prime was in it, but I don't remember actually 'seeing' him. What I do remember vividly was Sunstreaker being in it. You'll read why in a sec as to why. Anyway from my odd helicopterlike perspective I was watching Suntreaker who in turn was looking at me, sort of. Why I remember it so well was because he was bouncing his own head on his foot (obviously I'm going to change that). You know how a soccer player bounces a ball on there foot? Yeah, like that. For example here (2:21 - 2:31). Similar anyhow.
So anyway, working a little on the dream, most of them I can't remember, I got down and wrote this one down in my tech. math class the other day. During some free time, thank you! Added a lot of stuff and what knot. On to the dabble.
Title: 'Colossus'
Rating: PG-13
'verse: AU
Warnings: slight mention of decapitation and physical injury.
A/N: Trunks: comparing them to tree trunks. Firstly, when I pictured the characters in my head, I got pretty much `07 Optimus Prime with slight variations. While Sunstreaker pretty much looked like his Universe form with elements of the movie style, but you can picture them how you wanna. Secondly, I'm trying for a new style here, don't know if it's really different from previous works but oh well. I'm using my char. Blair as a scapegoat for me.
No beta, so mistakes are possible.
000
It was night time, normally it got chilly out here but I wasn't cold for once. Matter a fact I was sweating and panting hard from my prior run. My shoes were filled with sand, I could feel it in my cloth's that was stuck there rubbing against my skin irritatingly. It hurt but I couldn't concentrate on it right now if I tried. I stood there like an animal stunned, uncertain at what laid before it, frightened. The landscape around me, once a dark shade of brown at night, was now black from were it had been unsettled brutally and suddenly revealing the black and dark gray underneath. Random spot's around me was aflame, smoke, ash, and amber's littering the sky and air.
It was a battle field.
The ground suddenly trembled making me gasp and stumble but I caught myself in time not to fall over. I admittedly jumped again this time really falling backwards as two large metal trunks[1 stomped pass me, mechanics shifting, hissing, turning. Gazing up I found they led up to a massive torso, with arms and legs. It was a metal colossus! He walked by me and up the dune not evening recollecting that he noticed me, that I was even there. I watched him raise his right arm over his head, a strong metal plated fist grasping a impressive yet odd shaped weapon. It disappeared, somehow, on his back. With only a few steps he made his way over the dune but he was tall enough I could still see him despite my significantly smaller size.
For some reason, instead of running away, like I should have been doing to begin with, I scrambled to my feet and ran forward, heart pounding against my ribs. Then, there over the dune were two more colossus. One was a rust red color, its frame beaten, broken, worn, flaking chipped paint. I wondered briefly if his red coat was once a brilliant maroon, or maybe even a bright pure red. The other in a similar physical condition, just a terribly faded yellow was bouncing something. . .a. . .it was a head! He was bouncing a head on his foot like a soccer player would a soccer ball! He was acting just like one, too. The head was nearly unrecognizable, I believe the only reason why I knew what it was, was the optic sockets and jaw. It looked like the mech had put it to a grinder. Fluids, both dry and still moist, were splattered like paint on it, some had made it too the mech's foot and leg. Or perhaps it was his own.
I didn't know what to think of all this. Since I could remember the world I lived in was always changing around me faster than the seasons. Usually it was never good changes either. But here, in front of me, were creature's that I wasn't sure was a good or bad thing to see. Autobot's. I've been reading just as well as hearing rumor's that they were returning after years of absence. Why they really left has been unknown to the public, well, since they left. I wasn't even born yet when they up and left. From what I heard, though, the Autobot's of 'then', weren't the Autobot's of 'now'. Something had changed. It was either them or something else may have caused this.
I suppose it was curiosity of the unknown, unfamiliar, intriguing that kept me standing were I was, however foolhardy.
They were looking at me. . .
"What is your designation, little one?" The largest one rumbled; the same one who had stepped past me.
I pointed at myself stupidly. The large one nodded.
"B-Blair. . .Livington."
The two mech's to his right, my left, had started arguing about something, in, what I could only guess, was the Cybertronian language, but we ignored it. Even though the yellow one was holding the head in one hand in a hostile manner.
"My name is Optimus Prime. These two-" referring back to the two mech's whom paused to turn and look first to the faded blue and red then to me. I shifted on my hips. "-are Sunstreaker and Sideswipe."
I would look back on this day and not question fate and her decision to bring myself and these colossus together. I would only be happy that it happened despite it all...
000