#megafire

So, I will start with declaring that I'm pretty new to the transformers fandom, so there is probably going to be a lot of errors in my comprehension of the lore and functioning of transformers, but I also admitted that the majority of this comes from my sleep deprived mind so, bear with me just for the length of my exposition

Ok, I invented a fucking clan, or maybe something like this already existed in the canon, but this is my clan: NOMADIC SPACE SHUTTLES, nomadic space shuttes who like to sing, and are performers has well has travelers, they travel around all the space systems known by cybertonians, and every few years or cycles or whatever they return to Cybertron, but like they are loyal to the people of Vos, and technically are considered citizens of Vos, so they return specifically to Vos and they will idk present to whatever is in the place of royalty here (Vos has like a royal family or were they just nobility or politics?, my sleep brain is sure they were royals here,idk people) the like treasures they founded during their travel that were considered especial enough to be a gift to these important people (like fine fabrics and jewels and pieces of art and exotic food), and sing for them (songs learned trough the visits to different planets and the traditional songs of the clan) and they will present their sparklings, the ones born during the travel and the ones that were too young to be presented during their last visit

And they don't name their sparklings the same way everyone else does! They hare special remember? they give them childhood names that are simple, but not easy to mix ,that the kid itself is supposed to change into a proper name when they enter adulthood, because they believe that a name is something deeply personal and it should be something you select after thinking about it a good while, so D-16 is a childhood name. I will think of a cute explanation of why his creators thinked that was a good name later

And like they are loved by the people of Vos and people in general, like, they are cool, they sing, they travel, if you are agreeable to wait a few years for things to arrive you can ask them to find things for you during their travels and they will do it, if the thing is more urgent they can send it in the moment they find it but you hare going to provide space or money for the individual that ended separated from the clan to live until the next visit to the planet by the clan or wait to see if another member delivers a package so the two go together

They are a mix between a traveling choral group and a shopping service. But they don't like the cybertronian council, or whatever politics are in charge planet wide and that includes the current primes, they are nomads, they like the city of Vos, they like who is in charge here, but they don't care about politics outside that. Pit, they didn't like answering questions about how many individuals were part of the clan outside of the presentation of new members to the nobility, except for the most vague and sometimes confusing ways imagined by Primus

And then all of this information about this imaginary people become useless because I said this was 100% angst and they all die, except for the part about the people in charge outside of Vos hating them because they are too much independent in their opinion, because that's the reason they all die

D-16 is a sparkling, tall like an adult grounder cibertronian,

but small for a space shuttle sparkling or shuttleling, this is going to be his second time in Cibertron, and since last time he was still practically a newborn, this is going to be the visit when he will be presented as a member of the clan to the nobles. He even got to sing a song all on is own, because the adults say that Vos has a new heir, whatever that means, also, his favourite almost-adult familiar, By (his parents aparently believed that was an adorable shorthand for Byte) who is almost of age to have his own name, left the group with a package two cycles ago and is already in the planet, waiting for them. So exciting!!!

But they don't make it to the planet, not alive and not all

D-16 is captured, and this will be the last time he flies by his own, he will lost his wings, he will lost his paint (his white and purple paint, so reminiscent of his sire's and carrier's colors), he will lost his whole frame, from developing flyer frame, to cold constructed grounder mining frame, gray, blind on the sunlight, flying protocols buried under layers and layers of new and unknown mining and slave ones. He will not grown again, his new frame incapable of it.

He will be seen by other bots has an adult from now on, but he is not, and no one will ever believe him

And is processors will never let him forget it, even after the moment when he finally reaches the adult age, already in the middle of a war, millenniums already passed, he will look into his frame and the oldest protocols his processor still possesses will glitch in conflict and confusion, the frame his too small, sparkling frame, fly before danger presents, hide into carrier's frame, will they shout, but there is no wings to fly and no carrier to hide, and despite what is code seems to believe, he has not truly been a sparking in a good while.

Because I'm a lazy person, after all the gratuitous horror that suddenly rained into poor Dee and being send to the mines, I think the history could follow some events of the canon quite closely, just you know, with D-16 being a child and arriving to the horrifying conclusion that no one will believe him if he said something of being a shuttle sparkling traped into a miner adult body, you know, nothing groundbreaking, pun not intended

And then the gladiator fights, and at some point into or in between any of these points having his first infance crush into this cool and sweet adult called Orion Pax, but being too shy to say anything. Also, to augment the angst, maybe Orion never finds out that D-16 has the processor of a child, and that he is suffering, Dee is so afraid of Orion not believing if he tells him that he is a chils or abandoning him if he does, but still hurt when Orion don't even bat an optic to all his "slips" into more childish behavior

At some point during the war Megatron finds out that By is still alive, now Searchlight (Searcher to friends), he's conjunx with a grounder (I'm not completely sure about this character besides working in physical modifications, like a cosmetic surgeon who also does weapons upgrades, for all I know about him this character could perfectly be an escaped vehicon with a cowboy hat and a ridiculous name like Static or Rocket, idk) and owns a bar, he refuses to call him Megatron, not believing it to have been a choice made with a clear processor and without external pressure forcing his choice in that direction, two important things for the old clan in the choice of adult names

He cries, Searcher cries, the bar continues neutral ground, without being dragged into the war, Searchlight still calls him Little Dee, his optics soft, but also full of pain

No one else will find out about this, specially not Starscream nor Optimus Prime, up until his last court trial, when a gigant shuttle will enter, look at everyone sitting inside and procede to verbally shred them to pieces, his protocols seeing his little cousin/nephew/familiar Little Dee and reading him has still sparkling sized and by it, has a sparkling in danger, how could they

do that? How could they be so eager to kill one of the last members of a clan forgotten by all but their energon still floating in space?

That could end in many different ways, maybe the judge will not be kind with interruptions and not only the one but the two members of said clan will die that day. Maybe they will not care and ignore him and his pleas. Maybe

Maybe, in a happier word, Megs will be able to return to being a shuttle and stay as one, less conflicting protocols, more space to breathe, less notifications of danger, danger, frame too weak, fly to search protection in carrier; maybe being more big will secure him more space to think, more space to be calm and maybe even happy