If you want to be in my new story, reply to this please!!! Oh I'm so excited! Also, this story is about a Transformer, whom you will discover in the story, tells the story of Ironhide's past. But a word of warning from me, too! Some parts may be very sad. Ironhide's dark and very mysterious past will be revealed by unknown Transformer!
Okay, Ironjazz I need people who will volunteer as a character in my story. I mean I don't want to use someone as a character wthout asking. *God dang it! Why the heck do I start a new story before I have even finished the last one?* What? Oh sorry! I'm talking to myself here. I'm not psychotic either!
I shall join your story as long as I'm an Autobot! Joking, couldn't care less which side I'm on... Okay, guess I'm in!
I will get the first chapter up as soon as I can. However it probably wont be up until sometime in January.
Prologue Glittering green eyes gazed up at the twinkling stars and the beautiful full moon above. A massive, yet elegant black shape sat in a small secluded glade, where it was shrouded in a ghostly foggy white mist. The glade was full of willows and sweet-smelling roses. However, a scent was bourne to her on the warm midsummer breeze. It was a scent that would have caused her to bristle if she had been born a flesh-and-blood creature, and not a Transformer. She rose slowly to her paws, as though her metal joints were hurting her. Her tail curled up over her back in a question mark shape. It was a habit she had developed as a sparkling. SHING! Her claws were out and she took up a defensive position in the small glade's center. Broad shoulders squared but lowered, hindlegs were bunched, ears flat against head, fangs bared in a silent snarl, green optics narrowed to slits, and her long, long tail was lashing from left to right as she waited for the unfamiliar newcomer. That was when a powerful black shape was revealed from the concealing trees and bushes. The tange of smoky gunpowder reached her already twitching nostrils. Her ears flicked up and she immediately let her body relax. All except her muscular hindquarters. "Ironhide! Is that really and truly you?" A loud and soothing purr burst from her throat as she pounced on the powerful figure and bowled him over playfully. With a flexible leap, she did a double twist and landed safely on her paws. As Ironhide got up, she waited with beautiful emerald green eyes watching his every move, her cat eyes slitted like saucers seen from the side. However, when Ironhide was on his feet again, the black femme cat's head was drooping and her massive shoulders were sagging. But that wasn't the worst part that he saw in front of him. His love's unusually long silver-tipped tail was curled around her belly in a backwards C-shape. Looking down at the pure black femme Autobot, Ironhide spoke in a rumbling, yet tender, voice. She looked up into his sky-blue eyes for that horrible answer that she already knew. Yet she found only sadness and regret shining in them. "Did you get him to a safe place? A place where he will not be harmed by my Commander?" There was pain, regret, rage, and worry in her voice as she asked her mate that worried question. "Yes...He is in a safe place where he will not be injured. I made sure of that. I only wish he could have been raised by us, though. My love, my one and only Chromia." The Weapon Specialist kneeled by his Sparkmate and wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her gently. Chromia buried herself in Ironhide's strong, strong arms. And then they both burst into energon tears. And yet as I tell this story, you must pay careful attention younglings, for I am old and I am very wise. I have made many mistakes in my lifetime when I was younger. So for now, just watch...and listen to my story.
But if you'll be changed into a guy, wouldn't that make Ironhide kinda... Anyway, WHEN DO I JOIN THE STORY AND KICK AWESOME ASS!?!? BTW as for the prologue: :