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Watching, always watching. There isnât much else he can do other than raise some walls and build new rooms. He was tired constantly, never having enough energy anymore. He watches everyone, keeping them safe. It was an endless loop, sitting in silence day in and day out.
That was until you arrived, a human. Heâs seen humans before, but thatâs been in passing. You were staying here, in a room he made for you. Rodimus didnât tell him anything about what to expect, and your height was certainly something new to take into account. When the door had shut behind you, you looked terrified. That made his spark ache. He never meant to frighten you, and you looked even more afraid when he was constructed you some new items around your room that would be helpful. He wanted to speak to you, tell you that he didnât mean to scare you, but he could not. Cityspeakers could communicate with him, but there hasnât been one of those in quite a long time.
Gradually you seemed to be trusting him more and more. Especially with the system you implemented, the small poles to let you know he was listening to you. He was more than willing to show you that he was respectful of your requests. He blocked off that portion of his surveillance until he could hear you tell him it was alright. Your small requests for things around the room he made you brought him some small semblance of joy. He got to help you make the room more comfortable, and you always thanked him for it. That is something many of the cybertronians under his protection did not do. First Aid always did, he was a kind bot.
He watches you wander down a hallway, deciding to explore today. You no longer were looking over your shoulders every couple seconds out of paranoia which was good. You wandered deeper into the city walls on your explorations, until it began getting dark. When you turn around he can see the slight panic starting to set in, you had gotten yourself lost. He watches as you slowly start trying to retrace your steps, and he puts a wall up in front of you when you begin to make a wrong turn. âOh⌠thank you.â You go the correct way and the wall slides back down as you walk away from it. Metroplex continues to put up walls to guide you in the correct direction until you stop walking altogether. âMetroplex⌠can you somehow just⌠make a path back to my room or something that I can followâŚ? The walls are helping, but itâs really slow.â You looked up at some random buildings as you speak to him. A street light rises in front of you, to which you look at it then back at the building. âThank you again.â He watches as you follow the street lights back to the original building you were staying at. Once inside he changes to lights on the floor to guide you.
Once he knows you are safely back in your room, he makes one of your pillars when you announce youâre going to change. He still doesnât understand why itâs something you do, but if it makes you comfortable, then he will do it. The pillar slides back down once more when youâre done, and you climb up into the berth. Itâs weird, having something so small under his protection. He watches you more than any of the cybertronians under his care, youâre so fragile compared to them all. He fears, though, that if a threat should ever arise he wouldnât be able to do anything about it to stop it from harming you. Heâs so tired he couldnât transform to stop it, and he knows some of the bots living here arenât as fond of humans as others.
That night while you slept, your dreams were quite weird. In your dream, you saw a bright light, flickering with tendrils extending out towards you. Reaching out towards it your fingers brush a tendril ever so slightly, and the scene of your dream changes. Youâre back outside now, laying on the grass at the city outskirts. A shadow is cast over you and a black bot youâve never seen before looks down at you⌠then a red one⌠and then white one too. They just stare at you, and you stare back. âHelloâŚ?â You try to ask, but they keep staring, and then they just⌠walk away. The red turns around to see if you are following, which must be hinting for you to follow. Standing up you wearily follow along behind the three, and they begin walking deep into the city, far deeper than youâve ever been before. A hole opens in the road, and they continue down it, you stay at the top until the one from before turns around again. The scene goes dark once more, and you find yourself back outside in the grass. Only one of the bots from before, the white one, stands beside you this time. âHuman.â It says, and you turn towards it. âTrust⌠Metroplex?â That makes you pause, but you nod. âUh⌠YeahâŚ?â You respond. The unfamiliar bot smiled at you and the dream fades away.
You wake up and immediately rub your eyes with a groan. âWhat time is itâŚ?â You asked yourself, looking over for something to tell you the time, and a clock slowly forms on the wall. â4am? UghhhâŚâ You huff and slump back onto the bed. Youâre not tired anymore, the dream wasnât scary, it was just weird. Those three bots especially. âIâll ask First Aid laterâŚâ You mumble to yourself.
Laying there staring at the ceiling, a small light appeared beside you on the wall and flickered. âHm?â Looking over at it, it became more stable. âWhatâs this for?â You sit up, and the light blinks once. âAre you trying to say somethingâŚ?â The light flickers. âThere has to be an easier way to do thisâŚâ You sigh, rubbing your face again, trying to think of what he could possibly be trying to do.
Trying to communicate with you, he makes a light appear to get your attention. Maybe you understand Morse code? He blinks the light a couple times, and by your confused expression he realizes you do not. He wanted to reach out to you, ask you if you were alright. But he could not speak to you, and this light trick is not working. He hides the light again after seeing what he believes was frustration. He didnât mean to upset you, and so he backs away from you.
Trying to think of some other way to speak to you, his processor fuzzy. He needs to conserve his already low energy. He just wants to make sure youâre ok, you awoke suddenly and havenât gone back to sleep yet. He doesnât know how to write your words, so heâs stuck. Until he hears your voice calling his name quietly. His attention is immediately drawn back to you, and he feels the warmth of your hand setting where the light used to be. He cautiously brings it back.
âOk. Letâs work out a system. We can work with yes or no questions first. One blink yes, two blinks no. Is that ok?â You ask, and you watch as the light blinks once. That makes you smile a bit. âOk wonderful. Unfortunately itâs going to be me asking the questionsâŚâ You sit down. âWe really have to figure out this communication thing. First Aid said that theres a thing called Cityspeakers? But that itâs super rare and I shouldnât get my hopes up.â The light doesnât do anything for couple seconds, then blinks once. The light right is beside your bed, so itâs easier to interact this way. âSo⌠earlier when you started this light thing⌠did you want something?â The light once again stays solid for a few seconds, before blinking three times. âIs that⌠a kind of?â The light blinks once.
âOk. Do you want me to go do something?â Two blinks, no. âOkay⌠did you want to talk?â One blink. Progress. âHm⌠Did you have a question?â One blink. You think about what would have triggered a question, and then you remember just laying there. âIs it about me?â One blink. âMe not sleeping?â One blink. âAre you asking why Iâm not sleeping?â Two blinks, all that progress basically undone. Thereâs so much that he could be trying to ask, this is way harder than youâd thought it would be. âUh⌠what I dreamed about?â Two blinks. You sit there and think hard about what question he could be asking. â⌠are you asking if Iâm okâŚ?â It was a shot in the dark. One blink. You feel yourself get a little mushy after the initial shock at guessing correctly, this massive sentient city is concerned about you?
âYeah Iâm ok. Just had a weird dream. I promise itâs nothing concerning.â You smiled at the light, having a fixed point to look at made it almost seem like you were communicating with a bot, as opposed to just speaking into the open room. âIt just made me think a bit is all, I am feeling tired again though. So I might go back to bed until morning.â The light blinks once, and then slowly slides back into the wall.
âGoodnight Metroplex⌠and thank you for asking about me. It means a lot.â You donât get a response, but you know he heard you, he always does.
Metroplex is loosely inspired by Revelbooâs. There isnât much content for him, and I REALLY like how they portray him. PLEASE go check out their writing if you havenât! They are incredible!! :) ONLY IF YOU ARE OVER 18 THOUGH!! THEIR ACCOUNT IS FOR 18+ ONLY!!
