Optimus prime x reader

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You woke up being held by Optimus as he was in recharge mode. It was like you had become a teddy bear for him that night.
You squirmed out of his grip and poked at his face. You lifted one of his optic lids but his optics were grey.
"Optimus?" He looked like he was dead, "Optimus!" You yelled.
He startled awake. Covering you with his hands to make sure our wouldn't get hurt, from a danger that he had been dreaming about.
"Are you ok? Were you having a nightmare?" You question.He sat back down and strokes your (H/L + H/C) hair with a digit.
"Yes, I was having a....'nightmare.'" He said, still shaking off the shock from the past couple minutes.

Time skip

The road was Smooth, But the air was dry. Just like the non existent conversation between u and Optimus.
"Optimus, can you tell me about your dream?" You asked quietly.
" I cannot describe it." He spoke softly.
"But?" You said.

...

"...but I can show it to you."
You nodddd your head confused.
"Put your hands on my steering wheel." He instructed.
And you did.
After a second, you were sucked into a vision....

Flash back--to Optimus's past--

He jump out of the ship, along with his comrades.... Friends..... Family even. They were going to battle the deceptions, evilbots who had taken over their home planet.
Cybertron.
The battle was draining, fight, wound, get wounded, kill the bot, then move to the next one. The decepticon a were decent fighters, not as strong as the autobots though. But what they had going for them was their size in number. It was pretty much 200 vs. 1000. The odds were not in their favour. Hours, maybe days later. The ground was covered in metal. Not the planets natural metal but the metal of bodies.... After searching the battle field he realized that....In the end..... He was all that was left. No one was left standing, not even a mini-con . He had lost an arm and the use of one of his legs. And he was loosing energon at a quick pace. He needed to get to the medical bay. He hobbled across the battlefield, noting all his comrades on the ground....They were all dead. Their spark long stopped. All of them fought hard and sacrificed themselves so that future generations could live peacefully.
As he limped across the battlefield he said goodbye.....He knew he was Saying goodbyes that couldn't be returned.
He recalled these soldiers, them being slaughtered for their cause. He couldn't bear it. This needed to stop. If he was leader this would have never happened. These bots would be living in peace. Not dying for it, they would be living in it....
The damn primes...
"They have scrap for sparks." Optimus huffed,
"I would have negotiated peace. To late for that now.... I need to kill those responsible. I will kill those responsible!"
"Orion." A commanding voice spoke, He froze, "You question the primes, if you question us, then maybe you should try being a prime. You try to Bring Cybertron the new eras of peace it desperately wants and needs."
The bolt was awful, yet warm and comforting. He felt himself becoming larger, as if to command any army. To strike fear into those that opposed him. To protect those he cared for.
The bolt dulled and he was on a ship. A small crew was waiting for a command.
"Autobots..." He looked around, straightening his posture...."We are hunting down the deceptions until no more remain!" They all cheered.
the day he became a prime would be a day he never forgot.the day he found his purpose And it was the day he lost everything important to him. He lost so much, and gained much.

Flashback end----

A/N: enough food for thought? I know it's not the true story of Orion pax. my chapters are inspired by music, I was listening to high way of Heroes so I wrote about a hero who needn't thought to be one. try and picture this brutal past I have created. It makes me sad. Bye Peeps!