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The Promise in The Name (Transformers Bayverse)This story contains ending spoilers for all three films in Michael Bay's Transformers Witwicky trilogy, and some wanton speculation about the series. You have been warned.The Promise in The Name (Transformers Bayverse) by flamewarflipsides
It is my honor to speak to you on this occasion. My friends seem to believe that I am best suited to this task. After all, the name that I have chosen for myself can be translated as “the best.” I recognize how that must seem arrogant, inappropriately vain for this joyous occasion. I mention it because it would be meaningless if not for those we are here to celebrate, who have given me not only my life, but the once-forgotten promise of my name.
Once, I was what you would call a dreamer, not unlike Sam. I always imagined, and sought, the best that I could for those around me. Like Sam, those efforts often brought suffering, at first. We are not here to mourn those I have failed, but they were many.
I was about to abandon hope when I met Sam. Though he was young, small, and relatively powerless
His Imperfect Hands (Transformers: Bay Films)His engine felt stiff, and the grit of the salt scratched at his chest, but he pressed on, eager.His Imperfect Hands (Transformers: Bay Films) by flamewarflipsides
The convoy of two cut through the snowy muck as easily as they cut through Decepticons. Behind them, an unfamiliar semi had fallen into formation, putting Bumblebee in the rocking chair. Optimus felt relief that they they could save him some strain there, the new Mrs. Witwicky having run the scout cold only a few days prior. Optimus had expected him to sit this “mission” out, feeling a twinge of guilt that Bumblebee should follow in his folly. Still, Optimus wondered if he himself were equipped for the journey, as he found his own engines struggling in the cold. Earth's weather had proven stern, but age had been far more unkind to him.
Finally their exit came, so he turned on his signal. The other truck’s driver commented on the citizen's band, but Optimus dared not reply: speaking would blow their cover, and besides, putting a foreign head of state on those channels viol
Thin Ice (Transfomers: Dark of the Moon)Staring outward, an uneasy feeling seized his gyroscopes. He fought urge to retreat, to step back before the so-called ground collapsed beneath him. The whiteness stretched off to nothing, a faint hint of water beyond.Thin Ice (Transfomers: Dark of the Moon) by flamewarflipsides
Still she continued onward, covered in white, the only color her golden hair streaming out of her hat. He had no choice. He stepped behind her, snow seeping up the joints of his foot, silently praying to Primus that she would stop.
“Won’t this be beautiful in the summertime? The lake stretching on for miles, the soft sand… Like the ocean, with no threat of hurricanes.”
“I have no doubt that it will be beautiful to behold, but I find it difficult to imagine a shoreline I can hardly see.”
“Hm. And here I thought you were a dreamer.”
He flinched, inwardly, even as the right words came. “The beauty of your planet is endless, and I have little need ever to imagine more of it.”
She turned, looking up at him, white sm
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