Autobots Femmes | By : ElitaOnegirl Category: Transformers > G1 > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or any of the characters. All charcters belong to Hasbro and all copyrights belong to them. Nor I'm making any money or type of profit from this story. I'm just writing this for fun at is all. |
Author Note: I want to thank everyone for reading this fic. I hope you enjoy this fic. But I must give thanks to my beta-reader Mrs. Optimus Prime, for beta-reading for me. Also all the femmes in this story are actual Autobots femmes use in the comics and television seires there will be no OOC in this story. Also this story will have mech/femme and mech/femme/mech along with multiple pairings.
Suggestions are welcome!
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or any of the characters. They all rightfully belong to Hasbro and their respectable creators. The only thing I do own is the storyline and nothing more!
Chapter One
Optimus Prime stood just outside the Ark looking up at the blue sky of earth. Behind werehim was Prowl, Ironhide, Ratchet and Jazz. Prowl holding and reading a data pad while Jazz was standing next to him humming some earth song. Next to Jazz stood was Ironhide with his arms cross over his chassis, also like Prime looking towards the sky. Ratchet being right next to Prowl was watching Prime has he shifted impatiently. The older mech chuckled lightly at the younger mech's actions. He knew Optimus was waiting anxiously for Omega Supreme, and those who were inside after going to great lengths to insure the Deceptions did not find out about the femmes coming to earth. His slate blue optics then turned towards those behind him. The entire Ark crew was outside the orange ship also waiting for Omega Supreme along with the humans: Sparkplug, Spike and Carly.
"Is it just me or does Optimus look a bit impatient?" Spike asked watching as Optimus shifted once again.
"Prime has every reason to be impatient. He about to meet someone he hasn't seen in quite a while." Ratchet said looking down at the three humans but, not before flicking at two other mechs.
Sparkplug, Spike and Carly had come over today when overhearing him and Ironhide speaking about the new Autobots were coming to earth, and not just any Autobots either but femme Autobots, sparking the human's curiosity causing Spike and Carly to ask questions about the femmes. How many were coming to earth, where they had been. Ironhide and himself had answered their questions the best of their ability but there was only so much they were able to reveal to their human friends. As Cybernation and earth courting and bonding customs were quite different from one other.
"Who?" Carly asked looking up a the white medic.
"His spark-mate, Elita One," Ratchet spoke remembering the rose pink femme commander of Autobots femmes, a devoted femme to the Autobot cause and a powerful warrior; fearless and cool when facing their enemy the Decepticons but strong, wise and compassion leader, and to those who need help. Her strong sense of justice and honor with her charming and outgoing personality had been what had drawn Optimus to her.
"Spark-mate?" This time it was Sparkplug who asked the question.
"A spark-mate is similar to what your kind would call a wife or husband or at least as close a term you can understand." Ratchet answered.
Sparkplug let out a short laugh, "That would explain a lot."
"When was the last time Optimus had a chance to see her?" Carly asked turning her blue eyes up to the sky.
"That would have been four million years ago." Ratchet said his vents cycling some of the earth air then release it out slowly. He also hadn't seen his spark-mate in the last four million years, but she was arriving with Elita and the others on Omega Supreme.
"Do you have a spark-mate, Ratchet?" Spike asked wondering if the Ark medic had someone.
"I do." Ratchet said remembering his own spark-mate. A brave tough as nails gun willing light blue femme named Chromia, of course he did not tell either of the humans that Chromia was also bonded to Ironhide as well.
This caused all three humans to really look at Ratchet. The red white wrench wielding grumbling, cursing foul tempered mech had a spark-mate. All three of them took the time to look at one other wondering about this femme and her interests in a mech, particularly one like Ratchet. Seeing the unbelieving looks on his small friends, the red white mech felt his optic rim twitch at their looks.
"What? Is that so hard to believe?" Ratchet snap at them.
Immediately Spike spoke up, "Ah, no, Ratchet. It not…just…uh…"
Perhaps fate had felt that Spike should live to see another day when some of the crew members began to shout and point up at the sky. This made the humans and Ratchet to temporary forget what had just transpired between them. When Omega Supreme shuttle form appeared in the earth atmosphere. The orange-gray shuttle form started off small in the atmosphere but grew in size as the shuttle came closer to the Ark.
The speed at which Omega was coming in began to slow down cutting down the energy to his thrusters. Feeling his speed come expectable rate, Omega activated his transforming cog, changing from his shuttle form into his base mode landing some way from the Ark and its crew. Sounds of air pressure locks were heard followed by a hissing noise as Omega shuttle door opened allowing walkway to be part. Once everything had settle down, figures began to appear in the doorway. Spike, Carly and Sparkplug notice at first that this wasn't a femme but a mech who look very kin to Optimus Prime.
"Who is that?" Sparkplug ask as the blue, red and white mech began to walk down the walkway followed by three other mechs.
"That is Ultra Magnus." Ratchet said watching as Optimus welcome Magnus and his Wreckers.
"Are he and Optimus related?" Sparkplug asked as Ultra Magnus step aside to stand next to Prime.
"No, but they do share a similar frame type." Ratchet answered.
"Who are the other three mechs?" Carly asked this time watching a red, orange yellow wing mech who was greeting Optimus with great entrustment. He pulled away by another mech who look to be much older than Magnus and the other two that were with him, the older one looked to the dusty green mech, while a green mech shook his helm at the younger one.
"The young one there is Hot Rod. The one who just pulled him away is Kup and the one behind him is Springer." Ratchet said point out each mech for his human friends.
But as the mechs were greeting one other welcoming them to the planet earth, new figures appeared in the shuttle doorway. Immediately, Optimus cease his talking with Magnus and Kup as his bright electric blue optics caught a very rose pink figure descending down the walkway follow by nine other feminine figures. Ratchet himself quickly excuse him from his companions sides walking swiftly to Prime side. He was not the only one to do so as Ironhide, Prowl and Jazz came up.
It was only when Elita One, the Autobot Femme Commander stood just some way from Optimus Prime Leader of the Autobots did she greeted him. A small smile came to pinkish lip plates as her sapphire blue optics brighten at seeing her mechs at long last.
"Optimus, it is good to see you." Elita said opening her side of the bond allowing her first bond feel just how much she had miss him, sorrow and pain she that had be falling her when word that Ark had been attack by the Decepticons. The joy and delight to hear her mechs were alive and well on a far off planet know as earth.
"The feeling is mutual, Elita." Optimus said back opening his side of the bond feeling waves of love, affection and passion. He could also feel the sorrow and sadness at having been separated for so long having his beloved spark-mate believe he and others were dead. Only to feel the joy and delight at seeing them again; Prime sent his own feeling of love, affection and passion to his femme.
Then showing just how deeply he himself had miss her and deeply regret at not able to have her or any of the other femmes come along with him and his crew. The relief and satisfaction at hearing Elita and her femmes was still alive and giving Shockwave pit back on Cybertron. 'That's my femme.' thought Optimus proudly after Ultra Magnus had spoke to him telling him what had transpired during the four millions years he and the others had been in stasis lock and then some.
But at seeing her proud and strongly built mech standing before in his glory untouched for some many millions. Elita through caution into the wind moving forward in great speed, surprising Optimus as the rose pink femme wrap herself around her first mech letting their energy fields mingle and wash over one other. As she took in the warmth coming from his protoform heating the armor he was wearing, feeling his strong arms placing themselves around her slender frame.
"I will not let go of you this time, love." Optimus said whispering into her audio hearing.
"I'll hold you to that." Elita whisper back reluctantly pulling herself away from her mate's embrace. Giving one final look of love to one other before stepping back, Elita stood up straight as Ark crew now waited for her to introduce femmes to them.
"My SIC Chromia." Elita said pointing to a light blue femme Chromia with very large guns saddled on her hips giving sly smile to two mechs beside Prime.
"Moonracer and Firestar." A light mint green femme Moonracer give a friendly smile and wave to them as a red and orange femme Firestar just smile at them.
"Arcee, Greenlight, and Lancer." A younger pink and white femme Arcee wave to them as her two companions a green, sundrop yellow on her faceplate, servos, thighs and stomach area with white on her audio fins femme Greenlight shyly step back allowing a purple femme with orange covering her helm, arms and servos along with her legs and peds, Lancer to step forward block the mechs view of shy friend.
"Glyph, Road Rage, Flareup." A blue helm chassis cover femme with mask and visor give them a stuffy nodded to them as she folded her white arms crossing her white legs showing her white servos and blue peds . As Road Rage was black helm, arms and servos with a red chassis going down the back of black legs to the end of her knees giving them a cheerful 'hello' to them with Flareup an orange on sides of her arms, thighs, red and black smirk mischievously at them.
"Roulette, her twin Shadow Striker, and Vibes." Roulette was tri-color femme bit a sliver on her shoulder mounted shield with yellow on her helm, chassis and peds, black on her arms and thighs. Purple on just her knees and ankle joints. Shadow Strike same frame build as her twin expect she had black on her helm, shoulders shields and thighs with yellow on her chassis and peds with between her knees and ankle joints. Vibes was red and white femme with metal pigtails and orange visor. Red covering her shoulder and chassis and on the side of her arms along with her back and hip strut down to her thighs, legs and peds. Were there wasn't red on her frame it was painted white.
"Welcome, follow Autobots; I'm Optimus Prime leader of the Autobots. I hope that your stay here will be enjoyable and remember able." Optimus Prime said greeting with a very delight tone at seeing so many femmes available and unbounded femmes exactly what was need for his all mechs crew.
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