User:Elita-1 x Optimus

Fairysol: Backstory to now!

It was dark. 2 Autobots would bein there room, the male by the window, seeming more alert than normal. A female would be on the bed, a doctor by her side, checking her pulse. The doctor says, "Congratulations, mistress! You shall give birth to 3 perfectly healthy triplets. Only, it's not exactly twins. One is destined to be Evil, the other to will rely on each other during a war. One is female. She is destined to be the greatest Female prime in Eons. My mistress, I am happy. Shall I tell the others?" The mistress, named Fairysol, would reply "No, thank you. Sweetheart did you hear?" She'd say, turning to the male at the window, whom didn't reply. "Sweetheart...?" Fairysol would ask. Then, a loud crash. Fairysol would scream as she used her wings to produce a shield. A perfectly shot bullet came at her. "FAIRYSOL, RUN!" Her husband would yell, taking the bullet. A few hors later, she'd return. "M...M...Magnus?" She'd whimper, getting on her knees. "F...Farysol…" He'd say, pained. "G...Go. L...Leave. Please...I...I won't survive. I...It..." He;d never finished his sentence, before his eyes dimed. "MAGNUS, NO!" Fairysol would cry. She'd give him one last kiss. "I...I'll miss you, Magnus." She'd say, in tears. She'd let out a scream, then fall over, fainting. "MISTRESS!" The doctor would yell. A female would run over, clearly a doctor. "What's going on, Ratet?" "She fainted, after..." He'd stager his words, pointing to Fairysol, 3 newborn children by her.

A FEW YEARS LATER.

"Fairysol. Fairysol… FAIRYSOL! GET UP YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" Optimus would yell, trying to get Fairysol up.

"uhh...mhh...what...?" Fairysol would say, still half asleep.

"Fairysol, come on! You're going to miss Prime Academy, AND MAKE ME LATE GET UP!" He'd yank her shoots off.

"UGH FINE!" She'd say, obviously annoyed. She'd get up, get her stuff, say bye to her mum, then walk towards the bus stop, Optimus would walk, and Megatron would get a ride from there mother, being in Con High. Fairysol would trip, droping her books. A small, yellow bot would come over, and help her up. He'd also pick her books up, and hand them to her.

"You ok?" He'd ask.

"Yeah. Thanks." She'd reply.

"I'm Bumblebee, but you can call me Bee. Whom are you?"

"I'm Fairysol, sister of Optimus Prime and Megatron."