A stoned curse

by Dorkwalf

Summary:

Orion pax worked at the achieves. But sadly his apartment burned to ashes during a group of protesters marching threw the see. The high concil has done nothing to help the people. But with all the prime gone the world is falling apart. Alpha trion leaves the achieves in Oroins servos. And Orions new room has some strange statues.

Notes:

This fic will have slower updates. My main focus will be on the 'decepticons little spark' but I needed to write out parts of the fic while it was in my mind.

Chapter 1

Orion huffed as he pulled his bag up the stairs. His body shacking softly from lack of Energen. Life had gotten tight. And there was only so much a ship loader can make sense the achieves aren't bringing in any money for him. Orion opens the door and enters into it dropping his bag onto the berth. He looks around eye full of life and energy as he looks around his new room. HIs peds aching slights. Orion's paused seeing the statues that line the far wall. nine. nine Decepticon statues. He glanced at each one his spark spinning as he grins looking at the mechs. Legand has it they were miners. They fought their way to the top. They had an army. Appearing before the council for the mechs and femmes in the mines to has a choice to live their lives but they were rejected. Soon after the war broke out. It took years before it stopped. And the only reason it did was because these nine went missing. Looking out and seeing the sun rise he hesitates. He had to leave. He couldn't lose his job. Not this time. Orion left opening the door softly and closing it behind him gently. Heading towards the docks.