by Vector Prime » Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:07 am
*sits down in his tower and looks out over the city.a sigh escapes him as he reminisces about an age long passed.his minicon partner was sitting in the window sill looking out*
theres no life in this city safeguard.not anymore.you wouldnt believe that this once used to be the busiest city on cybertron.but now,now there is no life to speak of,just the bots in this base and even then theres little activity to speak of.maybe its me.in my absence cybertron thrived.maybe the old should just leave to make room for the new...
We are the 13, the first, the forgotten, each of us serving a function vital to the survival of the universe. Each of us designated a Prime and given a function to serve during the long march of infinity