My fanfic 37

Optimus Prime G1's important secret


Other secret memories, and Nortstar, Arte's first best friend


-That day, even before their separation, in his secret hideout Alpha Trion was doing some tests on the powers of the little Arte… He was looking at the computer while the little one, still sitting, was a bit bored and was looking at the metal objects of the Autobots destroyed during the war, so she went to find something that could interest her…
Shortly after, Alpha Trion, still concentrated on the computer, felt something touching his leg, he lowered his head and saw Arte with a big black mask that covered her face.
"Mister Alpha Trion, I also have a mask like Daddy!" the little one said, amused.
In order to observe her better, the old Autobot knelt down, and then asked her "Uhm… It would not be a bad idea… Arte, would you like to have a mask like your father's?"
"Yes!" the little one exclaimed full of joy. So Alpha Trion took off her mask and said with a smile "This is too big for you and this colour would not look good on you. So I'll make a new and beautiful one for you, ok?" Arte jumped for the joy.


Towards the evening, Optimus Prime He was going to the old Autobots' shelter to take his daughter and he was surprised to see her with a white mask that covered her nose and mouth.
"Daddy! Daddy!" the little one exclaimed, running to him with joy and hugging him "Daddy, I have the mask too! Mister Alpha Trion made it for me! I can drink the Energon without taking off the mask! Is it not pretty, Daddy?"
"It's beautiful, sweetie!" Prime answered smiling, placing her in his arms, while Alpha Trion approached them "Arte, go to play somewhere else because I have to speak to the wise Autobot." he put her back down. So Arte replied with a nod and went to another room.
"Alpha Trion, you have done a mask…"
"Yes, Optimus Prime, I did not do just because she could look like you, or to realize her desire to be like you," the old Autobot said "but also to hide her incredible beauty, so that no one will suspect that she is Sireny's daughter."
"Yeah, maybe she can finally live happy…"
"Arte cannot remain secret forever." Alpha Trion put a hand on the shoulder of the other "Optimus Prime, with the mask she will be happier and more fortunate than her mother."
"Sireny…" the leader lowered his head, hurt because he felt he was missing the deceased femmebot "… I truly hope so…"


After separating from the father and the daughter, Alpha Trion was leading the little Arte to A.Y.F.A. (Academy of Young Female Autobots), who was still crying… "Here you are! I've been waiting for you." a femmebot greeted with a smile on the entrance door of that Academy "I'm Sonya, one of the leaders of A.Y.F.A., pleasure to meet you! Hello, little one. You must be Arte, are you not?…" she tried to get the attention of the little one. Instead of greeting or reply, Arte hugged the old Autobot and began to cry again and pleaded with him to not leave.
"Ehm… Miss Sonya, would you mind to leave us alone for a moment?" Alpha Trion apologized "I have to say a few words to Arte."
"Sure, no problem!" and then she went away.
Once they were alone, the old Autobots made the little one sit on a low wall and he said, looking at her "Arte… Did I not explained all this yesterday? Do you not realize?"
"But I want to go back to Daddy! And I want to be with him again!" protested the little one, throwing a tantrum "I want to fight with him against the bad guys!"
"Dear, I know this... But you're not able to fight yet!" Alpha Trion explained patiently "You're still too young and your father, your uncle, Elita One and I can no longer take care of you because of the war! Darling, soon you will enter that Academy, you will make friends. You should consider yourself lucky…"
"NO! I want my daddy!"
Upon hearing this, Alpha Trion snorted a bit and went on to explain "Arte, look at me! If you really want to go back to your father, you should study and learn to fight in the academy first… I may come to visit you whenever I can. When you will grow up, you will be able to fight and defend yourself, and you can come back to your father, alright?"
At his words, Arte looked at him with wet eyes and he stroked her face and asked if she understood. The little one nodded, and the old Autobot advised her to not tell anyone who her parents were, that her mother had died during the war, and her father was forced to abandon her to follow the war, to never use her powers except the blending in, and to not pull the mask off for any reason not even before trusted robots. Arte nodded again as Sonya returned and asked if everything was okay.
"Of course. Arte, I have to greet you now! Be a good girl, don't forget!" the sage Autobot greeted while the femmebot took Arte in her arms and said with a smile "Come on, do not be so sad! You will know many young femmebots!"
After placing the red Autobot mark on Arte's chest, the little one entered a classroom where there were many little femmebots, sat on several small, long tables to attend their lessons.
"Girls, here's a new student!" Sonya exclaimed, presenting her "Her name is Arte!"
The little one greeted timidly, but the students began to whisper in a way that sounded so unpleasant.
"Welcome, Arte!" greeted a teacher "You can sit there." she said, pointing at a free spot. Arte was not used to be with her peers… She sat at the place indicated by the teacher and began to follow the lesson.
"Hey!" one of the students said in a low voice "Why do you wear that mask?"
Arte did not know what to say because she was too embarrassed.
"Perhaps her face must have become too ugly because of the war! And she is ashamed for this!" another student laughed softly.
"What strange eyes you have!" whispered another student "Why are your eyes purple and have a strange shape, while we all Autobots have blue eyes?"
"Maybe she is a little bastard…" another one said wickedly, making everyone laugh quietly, while Arte began to feel rejected and smaller… "ENOUGH!" a student shouted, standing up and banging her palms on the table "Will you now stop, you brainless chicks?"
"What happened?" asked the teacher disturbed by the cries.
"Mrs teacher, they did not follow your lesson!" the little schoolgirl, who had slammed her hands on the table, exclaimed.
"Alright, Nortstar. Girls, be quiet and follow the lesson!" the teacher scolded.
So they did as she had ordered. That little femmebot went back to sit and Arte, surprised, admired her thinking "Nortstar…"
To a closer look, she was not only courageous… She was very pretty: she was white in colour with pieces coloured with light grey of various shapes, with a light orange chest plate adorned with a broad, yellow collar in the shape of a triangle and very short sleeves rounded and orange-red. On her back there was a large yellow-coloured geometric decoration that resembled the wings of a plane. She had a red helmet with a small grey-black diamond on the front part and, the most curious thing, a pair of yellow wings on both sides. Her very short orange-red drawers with a low waistline had a yellow mark with the shape of a rhombus. Her elbows were made of orange-red elongated pieces. The thing that was most striking in her right wrist was a yellow octagonal bracelet. Her legs looked like a pair of long, geometric orange-red boots with large, diamond-shaped orange kneecaps. And finally, on each shoe, she had a yellow diamond-shaped plate.
Nortstar noticed that she had been observed and she turned to Arte with a big smile on her bright red lips, even the blue little femmebot returned it, despite the mask.
Later, lessons were over and all the students left the classroom leaving Nortstar and Arte alone, who were still observed each other…
"…Thank you very much for saving me from that bad situation, Nortstar… I appreciate your courage …" Arte thanked a bit timidly.
"Do not sweat it, Arte!" She said, still smiling "I do not understand why they have been fooling you around for the mask and your eyes… And still, I find them very fascinating, mysterious! Since I have been here they have been teasing me because of my fins, and also for this decoration which I have on my back!"
"But I think your small wings are very special and lovely!" Arte snapped sincerely "What's wrong in your decorations?"
"… Arte, have you ever seen a Decepticon?" Nortstar asked, changing expression.
"A Decepticon? I've never seen one." She answered, Nortstar was going to tell everything, but she was interrupted by the call of the teacher "Girls, what are you still doing here? Come on, your battle lesson is about to begin! Go to your class!"
So they did as ordered by the teacher; but there were not only combat lesson or theoretical studies, but also shooting, technology and first aid lessons.


Towards the end of the day, all students were at the table to eat Energon, sitting at long tables while Arte and Nortstar were alone and kept talking…
"Awesome, Nortstar! You are incredibly accurate in shooting!" Arte said with great admiration "You hit all the targets!"
"Do not overdo, Arte!" Nortstar smiled at her modestly "Everyone tells me that I am the most skilled! I do not use only guns or rifles, but I am also quite good with the bow!"
"I would really love to have your talent!"
"But someone told me that everyone has a talent!" the young, orange-red femmebot explained.
"Who?" asked the curious Arte.
"The one who had saved me from the Decepticons during the war" she said with her eyes turned upwards "and he made me join this Academy… I will never forget his name… He was Ultra Magnus!"
At her last words, Arte was surprised as she discovered that she was saved by her own uncle! She was about to tell her, but she remembered that Alpha Trion had recommended not to tell anybody, not even the most trusted ones, about her family "…You were talking of the Decepticons, but the teacher interrupted us."
"Ah, yes!" remembered Nortstar "All Decepticons have red eyes and many of them have more or less purple eyes… Some have wings that look a bit like mine which, however, does not allow me to fly!"
"Oh, I am really sorry! It must be very hard for you…"
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't worry!" Nortstar laughed innocently "Although I have lost my parents, to me everyone's life is very precious, you know?"
Upon hearing this, Arte realized that she was not only accurate, very sweet and talkative, but also courageous and full of optimism! She had guessed that she would become her great friend forever!
"Arte, do you have any parents?" asked Nortstar. She replied as Alpha Trion had told her to.
"Girls, it's time to go to bed!" ordered loudly Sonya.
So Arte and Nortstar became roommates.


After spending several days in the Academy, Arte felt very good with her friend Nortstar, even if she was still missing her father…
"Ugh, how difficult it is to use this computer!" Nortstar complained in front of her PC "This technology class is one of my least favourite... My favourite is target practice!"
"Instead, mine is fighting class!" Arte said, struggling to concentrate on how she could run the computer "We must study if we want to graduate with good grades!"
"But what good would this technology do?" the orange-red femmebot asked "I want to become a fighter!"
"Nortstar, have you forgotten that we live on a planet totally full of technology, eh?" the teacher behind the little one asked.
"You're right, Miss!" Arte said with her head turned toward the teacher. But this went away.
"We must have patience…" the little, blue femmebot snorted watching the other students "…We are not the only ones with many difficulties, even they have them!"
"There may be a genius among us young femmebots… Who knows…" Nortstar shrugged, raising her hands.