Captured

I have existed since this world's creation, I was created to protect and nurture the life of all creatures. As many, many years pass I forget my name, my purpose for existing. I have watched the dragons die. I raised the next generations but none remember who I am, only glimpses of my form.

Will our Pheonix find someone who understands her suffering or will she become another puppet to the never ending fight between the Autobots and Decepticons? Will she finally learn where she came from and why she is so different? Will her creators release her true appearance and will her new allies accept this unknown side of her?

I do not own Transformers Prime or most of the story plot, I only own the OC's and custom creatures. P.S. this is my first time uploading any of my stories and I feel confident that this is my best and I know I have a lot to learn and have horrible description of where this story will go. So if you manage to read till the end thank you for your precious time. And all photos do not belong to me and the book cover is a artwork I found online and edited a bit for shadowing.