Transformers Prime: Running With The Wolves

Chapter Three

"When I was Jack's age... that's when I met his father," June said, leaning against the railing with a distant yet saddened smile. Jack laid on the couch, his breathing even.

"No way... Jack's dad..." Miko fell silent and the nurse chuckled.

"A werewolf? Yep. He always greeted me with my favorite bouquet of jasmines. That's why I loved them so much; because of him," June said, "his greek names was Hades."

"We walked together, started dating... then it all... just evolved," June said with a smile, "that's when Jackson was born. He was my little Fengári."

June walked over, knelt down and kissed Jack's forehead, tears forming in her eyes, "that scarf that Hades had... it was a reminder of who his father was. And I loved them both for it. And I still do."

Optimus' optics softened as he looked down at Jack. The boy had every quality a Prime should. That's what made the Autobot leader choose him to retrieve the Matrix. It reminded him of someone he had a long time ago, during Cybertron's Golden Age.

Jack shifted into his wolf form and June smiled as she gently rubbed her son's head. Upon feeling the gentle touch, Jack opened his eyes and looked up at his mother, his eyes now dark blue with hints of light red.

"Hello, my little Fengári," June cooed softly. Jack whined softly and licked his mother's hand, his tail wagging at the sweetness of jasmine and honey on his tongue.

"Well is he gonna be a wolf during nighttime?" Smokescreen asked curiously.

Jack shook his head and stood to his paws before he stretched his back and hind legs before he leaped into the air and landed on the floor on all fours.

"By the Allspark!" Ratchet exclaimed in surprise as he and Jazz stepped back. Jack looked up at the two and barked.

Ironhide smirked in amusement. Jack grinned before he ran out of the base. June chuckled at her son's energy. The sixteen year old werewolf ran through the forest and up the grassy hill. He ran up onto a cliff and stared at the rising sun with pride.

"Amazing, isn't it, Mikrós lykos?" A gentle voice said and Jack swiveled his head around to see a light brown wolf with blue eyes sitting on a boulder.

"Who are you?" He asked, tilting his head.

"My name is Artemis. By Gods, you look so much like your father," Artemis chuckled. Jack widened his eyes at that.

"You... knew my father?" Jack asked with shock. Artemis nodded.

"He was the most kind, bravest and strongest werewolf I had ever seen," Artemis chuckled as she shifted into her human form, having dark green eyes and blonde hair. She wore a green short-sleeved shirt and grey jeans, along with black and white sneakers.

"I see you can shift too," Jack said with amusement.

Artemis smirked, "yes. I met your mother during my patrols, and your father loved her dearly." Jack felt a sudden longing in his chest and he shifted his paws nervously.

"Um... what happened to my father?" He asked, almost afraid of the question itself. Artemis' smirk dropped instantly and she looked away. Jack flattened his ears and froze when she said the words.

"He was killed... by a Decepticon." His claws unsheathed and he slowly raked the ground as an icy anger gripped his heart. His father, the one who had been through his life up until he was ten, was killed by a Decepticon? If he could laugh or just assume that she was lying, he would, but he heard the truth. He growled deeply as his eyes turned bright red. He threw his head back and let out a mournful howl, tears of anger and sadness now streaming down his face.

Artemis watched him, tears in her eyes.

Jack shifted into his human form and Artemis wrapped her arms around him.

"I know it's hard. But... at least he could spend his last moments with you as a child." She said gently, rubbing his back. He smiled as he felt a welcoming relief wash over him.