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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I do own copyrights to all OCs in this fic.

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Author warning: Cursing.
We spent a good amount of time with the Wreckers, the children picked up different skill sets and improved upon them with each passing solar cycle. I was also improved my own skill sets, I certainly could make use of them and it would show the youngsters that you can still learn new things at any age. Eventually Impactor declared that the children could learn nothing more when it came to close quarters combat and that they would now teach the use of various weapons as well as how to take care of said weapons plus what spots to aim for on enemy targets. They started them off with pistols, both ammo and laser. Once they had mastered their use, stripping them down to clean them and reassembling them, and of course learning where to shoot the enemy. Then it was on to rifles, cannons, grenades, missiles, and anything else you could use at a long distance. Once they completed their weaponry lessons, the children were given certificates of completion plus a weapon of their choice. There was certainly some thought going on as each one looked over the armory of weapons that the Wreckers had on hand, but eventually each youngster picked out a long range weapon that they liked the most. Impactor told them he would be proud to consider the children as unofficial Wreckers, which made them very happy and proud of their accomplishments. Once the celebration party was over, something that Xaaron insisted that the Wreckers throw as a final goodbye to our group, we were escorted back to the femmes' base.
Alpha Trion arrived the next solar cycle to continue some more advanced lessons for what skill sets the children were really into and I got to assist him with making sure they all kept said lessons safe. Once all the skills the children wanted to learn had been surpassed, the elderly mech announced that he had taught them all he could and gave them all certificates of completion as well as their own personal laptop computer to use. The femmes threw a graduation party for the children by introducing them to different types of energon goodies and other types of sweets.
As a special surprise, the femmes took the group out to the surface for tour of different monuments, buildings of importance and the like. The last stop was on the border to Decepticon held territory, but the femmes seemed confident about not being bothered by the enemy as we entered the large recreational arena. It was a bit run down due to age, but otherwise impressive.
Orion gasped and tugged on my hand, drawing my attention toward him as he pointed toward a gathering of figures. The other children gathered around me, tensing a bit as they saw the group as well.
I peered hard at the adult Decepticon that was flanked by a small group of youngsters. I knew the adult from not only the files on the Trechercons, but from seeing her in battle as well. Shell Shock was elder in the Trechercon group, which may have made her a natural selection for escorting a group of children around. I noticed the youngsters in her group were pointing our way and looking imploringly at their escort for guidance. I considered our options carefully, and then crouched down to speak with the children.
"I suspect that you are as curious about them as they are about you, so what do you think about approaching slowly and saying hello?" I asked them softly.
There was an exchange of looks between the four, and then Orion gave a small nod and said, "I think that is a good idea. It doesn't hurt to be friendly."
I smiled and rose slowly, moving toward the other group with the youngsters flanking me. I watched for any sign of trouble, but as we came within ten feet of them I saw no reaction from the adult Con that indicated she'd shoot us, which I took as a good sign.
Shell Shock offered a nod toward me, and then intoned, "I trust that we can all get along without need for unpleasantness."
I smiled to that and nodded, "Of course, there is no need for such. Besides, I am sure the children are going to set an example for us here soon enough."
That got a bit of a grunt out of the Con femme as she gestured to each of her charges and introducing them. Once she was done, I did similar and stood back to watch the interaction between the children. At first it was careful trepidation as they sized each other up. Trust the first born Autobot child to make the first overture. Charise offered a hand toward the male seeker named Requiem. He glanced down at her hand, then back at her, and then slowly clasped her hand. Charise smiled and shook hands with him, and then released his hand. That seemed to break the ice as Orion offered a few game options that intrigued the Con children. Eventually they all settled on a game and were going over the rules and how to play before getting to the actual game play. Shell Shock settled herself on a bench to watch the goings on so I decided to be friendly and join her there, though giving her plenty of room in respect for possibly infringing on her personal space. As the children contentedly played their game and got to know each other the quiet between us was palpable.
Shell Shock spoke after a full game had been played, "They make it seem so easy." Her mask altered voice soft, but masculine sounding.
"The benefit of youth and little influence from their elders in regards to whom to be prejudiced against." I remarked, which gained me a short laugh.
"That will change over time. Not like they have choice in the matter." Shell Shock replied, sounding self assured.
I snorted at that, stating, "Of course they have a choice. They have free will. Got minds of their own. Their parents can do all they wish to make them see things their way, but I know for a fact that children rebel when force fed bullshit."
The femme grunted, then remarked, "And the Autobots do not quote their rhetoric to their children?"
I thought on that a moment, and then shook my head, "I haven't heard anything like that spoken around me. Whether they do so in the privacy of their own rooms though I have no clue. However, I would like to think they haven't done so as of yet."
"Key word there is yet." Shell Shocked pointed out, "Maybe when they are considered adults they get told all the things we adults have done. Until then, why not enjoy their innocence and ability to get along."
I nodded, "Yes, let's do that."
The silence returned as we sat there watching the children play their games. Privately I hoped that when the children did reach what was considered adult size that they would ignore the poisonous ramblings of their parents and elders. Time would see to what truth would be revealed. The thought of the future gave me a brief psychic vision. Looking upon the play of the youngsters I realized that the picture there was not complete yet. I could see a vision of faceless others, both grounder and flier, playing with them. Perhaps children that had not yet been born… that's all I could make of it. It made me wonder how many children had been born since our arrival on Cybertron. The no contact order had been one of my private misgivings about coming here, but soon that would be alleviated as we were going back later this solar cycle.
The children played for several groons until Elita One herself stepped into the rec room with rifle in hand. She cast a wary glance at Shell Shock, and then nodded toward me. "It is time to go." she intoned.
There was a collective 'aww' from the children. I stood up and backed her up, "Say your farewells children."
They still seemed upset about it, but they did as they were told and rather glumly marched over to where I was standing with Elita. Shell Shock stood slowly, gesturing her group toward her, "Come along, time for some energon goodies." That perked her group up as they offered waves and headed off with the elderly femme.
Elita's stern appearance softened once they were well away and looked toward me as she said, "We had no idea they were even on Cybertron."
There underlying meaning of 'I should have had you guarded' was not spoken, but I had a feeling it was there none the less. I gestured to the children and we followed her out as I stated, "An interesting surprise. The children enjoyed themselves."
That caused the four to start chattering over each other about their playmates, gaining a smile and chuckle from Elita. We spent the whole walk over with the youngsters talking about the fun they had with the other kids. We got our things out of the femmes base and headed to the shuttle. Once there Elita told the children she hoped she'd be seeing them again soon and to keep up their studies back on Earth. Then it was off to Earth with us.
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