a/n: Hey everyone, no I'm not dead! I've been having major writers block for my CB fic. But despite that, I found inspiration to write this. It's my first Transformers Prime fic ever. -squee! STARSCREAMOMGFANGIRLSPASM- I recently re-watched the series and this little idea popped into my head. Now I know I'm going to hear flames about this so let me make this clear: I DON'T CARE. Whatever back-water trolling dribble that you have to tell me, I DON'T CARE. Don't spam my inbox/review section about it because I DON'T CARE. Think I've made that clear... Of course, I'm only referring to the assholes who go out of their way to be rude and nothing more. I do however, welcome nice reviews and stuff. Yes, I will be continuing my CB fan fic, but for now, just be patient with me. .-. If I got any facts wrong, please let me know. This will remain a one-shot for now. I'm not sure if I'll add onto it. Should I? I don't know. Also, Starscream might go in and out of character at times. Don't bitch about it, I'm trying. Anyway, enjoy.

~text~ Nirvana's thoughts.

[text] Starscream's thoughts.

An Encounter Beyond Belief

Nirvana wore a thick, black zip-up hoodie, dark grey fur lining the hood and pockets in the front. The jacket hugged her figure and showed her curves. Underneath it she wore a long dark red tank top, which was longer than the jacket she wore and hugged her hips. Her legs were covered in her favorite pair of black skinny jeans. She put her iPod touch and cell phone in her jean pockets and jogged down the stairs to the front door.

"Mom, I'm walking to a friends house. I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon." Nirvana called up the stairs as she slipped on her black boots. Zipping the boots up, she pulled back her long wavy dark brown hair and put on her hat. She also slipped her black gloves over her hands and wrapped her dark red scarf around her neck.

"Alright hunny. Have fun." Her mother called back. There was an obvious drunken slur in her voice.

~Great, she's drunk. Not surprising. Guess I decided to leave at the right time.~ With a roll of her eyes, she headed towards the door, before being stopped by the sound of meowing. She looked down at the fat orange fur ball rubbing against her legs.

"I'll be back tomorrow, Tiger. Be a good boy while I'm gone." She smiled at the cat before picking him up and hugging him. He purred and licked her cheek in response.

The feel of his tongue made her giggle as she sat him down. Nirvana gave him a final smile before walking out the door.

She stepped outside and paused to look up at the sky. She smiled at the snowflakes that fell gently, already starting to cover her in little white specks. Winter time was always her most favorite season. The beauty of it, the way it covered the branches of the now dead trees, and just the general calmness it gave off, she loved it all.

She took in a breath of cold air and decided to take a nice long walk in the vast forest that was in her back yard. Her back yard, that was a field of green grass in the summer, was now blanketed in white.

She rounded the corner of her home and started her walk through the field. There was a stillness in the air that this time of year always gave off. When it wasn't a complete blizzard, it was quiet, sometimes too quiet for her liking.

She often took long walks to cool off and ease her mind. And it was something to do. Another thing she enjoyed doing, or rather watching, was one of her favorite shows. Transformers Prime. She was such a fan girl of the show, she even took a graphics class in her school just so she could screen print the purple Decepticons symbol onto the back of the hoodie she wore now. Not ashamed to admit it to anyone, she even had a crush on a certain Seeker, Starscream. She smirked to herself, she always did fall hard for the bad mechs.

She made it to the forest's path and paused again to look up at the trees, once covered in lush green leaves, now covered in fluffy snow. Her mismatched eyes, the left eye hazel and the right eye blue, sparkled with beauty at the site. It was breathtaking. (a/n: My eyes are like that in real life, cool huh? :3)

~My life is always the same, I need something exciting in it. Something totally unexpected and crazy.~ She thought to herself as she made her way down the forest path.

-3 miles of walking later-

Nirvana finally stopped to take a break from walking and sat down on a large rock nearby. She had been walking for quite a while. No, she wasn't lost, she knew these woods quite well, taking many walks down this same path. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes, listening for any sounds she could hear. Only silence came...

Then her eyes suddenly snapped open at a sound didn't want to hear. Heavy breathing.

Frozen in fear, thinking it was an animal, she stood up slowly and turned around. Her eyes focused on something in the distance. Something shiny. Something...metal? Most of the object was obscured by the trees. The only way she could find out what it was is to get closer.

~I hope I don't regret this.~ As quietly as she could, she started slowly walking towards the object. Her heart was racing a bit, so she tried taking deep breaths. ~Calm down, it's probably just a truck or something...oh Primus, am I really seeing this?!~

Her eyes widened at the sight before her. Sitting down, his back leaning against a tree, was Starscream.

~No way...he's...real?! Wait...they're all real?!~ She relaxed almost completely when she seen his optics were offline, he was asleep.

Her eyes were glued to him as she started circling him silently. She took in every detail, but mostly the major ones. His long silver wings, his heel-like pedes, his long and razor sharp clawed servos, the Decepticon symbol imprinted on his chest... ~How could they be real? How did I not find this out before?~

Her blood ran cold when she heard a twig snap and she looked down, realizing that she stepped on it. Muttering soft curses under her breath, she peered up to his face, only to be met with glowing crimson optics staring down at her.

~Damn, he's a light sleeper!~ She stood up straight as she took off her hat, feeling herself sweat from the stare down he was giving her. "H-Hi there." She stammered, trying to break the tension.

"Hm... Human.. Why are you here?" He asked in his smooth, yet raspy voice. She could hear the slight growl in it.

"Well... I kind of found you. I was going for a walk and... Here you are." She gulped nervously and looked at something other then his face. His optics were looking her up and down. It was unnerving.

"Leave." He simply said as his right arm twitched slightly.

~Please don't fire a missile at me...~ She bit her lower lip. "I...can't" She lied. "I'm tired from walking for so long, I'm quite a ways from my house." Even though her head was telling her to run, her crazy inner fan girl was screaming at her to stay with him. She just didn't want him killing her, which he could do with very little effort. ~My mother thinks I'm staying at a friends, I can just leave in the morning...~ She thought that a was reasonable choice, but that's IF he let her stay. She secretly hoped he would.

She looked back up at him to see he looked as if he was thinking this over. [Well I can't kill her if her home is close by, someone is sure to find her. Guess I'm stuck with this fleshling. Much to my annoyance...]

"Very well. You may stay." Nirvana let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding as she sat next to him. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs, trying to stay warm. She peaked up to see he was staring at her again, with those flaring red optics of his. This time, she didn't look away, getting lost in the red glow they emanated.

"Why is a human femme like you walking around in this forest by herself?" He asked, raising an optic ridge.

His question brought her back to reality as she blinked a few times. "I like the snow, and long walks help me clear my mind and relax." ~God dammit his voice is so hot!~ (a/n: Steven Blum OMFG!) Her cheeks heated up as she turned her head away, hoping the Seeker didn't see her obvious blush.

Starscream saw the blush, confusion plain on his face-plates. [Why is she blushing? Must be a human thing...] "I see." Was his only reply as he took in more of her appearence, taking note of every little detail. Her posture, her average height and the way her clothing hugged her small frame. As he started examining her facial details, he couldn't help but stop at her mismatched colored eyes. [Different colored optics? That's not very common.] A smirk graced his lips. "May I ask what is the name of the beautiful young lady I'm speaking to?"

Her face went bright red at the compliment and she started feeling hot. "N-Nirvana..." She stuttered, playing with her gloves nervously. ~Ohmygodstaph...~

"Nirvana..." He tried out her name, liking the way it sounded, as he placed a clawed finger under her chin, gently turning her head towards him. He looked into her hazel/blue eyes, as if he was reading her. She eyed his claw for a moment before looking back up at his face. The way he said her name gave her chills.

"My name is-"

"Starscream... I know." She interrupted him. His optics widened a bit as he took his servo away,. "How did you know?"

"Well..." She paused to collect her thoughts. "You, as well as the other cons and bots, are part of an animated series known as Transformers. The most recent show you star in now, being Transformers Prime."

Starscream rubbed his chin in thought. He didn't seem angry at her response, so she continued.

"There are also toys, movies, video games, comic books and fan made work based on you and the others as well. There's quite a large Transformers fan base on the Internet too. From fan written stories known as fan fiction, fan art, and even cosplay. Which is where some will make their own costumes and dress as different characters." She explained. "And before you ask, you're my favorite." She admitted with a grin.

Starscream took this all in. Nirvana was starting to get nervous from his lack of a reply, fidgeting with the seams of her gloves. After a few minutes though, he only responded with a playful smirk, amused and quite flattered by her favor of him.

"Even so, what faction do you support most? The Autobots I presume?" He asked, his smirk turning into a slight frown.

She scoffed, stood up and turned her back to him, revealing the symbol on the back of her jacket. "Take a look for yourself." She turned her head to the side to give him a sly smile.

He was a bit surprised to see the symbol of the Decepticons on the back of her jacket. "You have made the right choice. But unfortunately, I left the Decepticons and became a neutral." He growled at the thought of a certain warlord.

She turned back around to face him and smiled some. "Despite that, you're still my favorite Seeker, no matter what side you're on. I think you deserve more respect then you get."

The ex-con smiled a little. "How flattering. So how much do you know about me?" He asked, curious.

"Well...you were Megatron's-" She spat his name with hatred. "second in command. Before you joined the cons, you were the commander of a squadron of Energon Seekers on Cybertron. Your alternate mode is a F-16 Falcon. And your trine mate's names were Skywarp and Thundercracker. Who were murdered by Megatron back on Cybertron." She said the last part with a bit of sadness. She looked up at Starscream to see the look in his optics...sadness, despair... "Sorry, I didn't mean too..."

He dismissed it with a wave of his servo. "Do not worry about it. There isn't a day that goes by when I don't think about those two glitch heads. They were a royal pain in my aft, but I loved them nonetheless."

She nodded as they both stayed silent for a few minutes. It's not like she's never been through the same thing. Because of a freak drowning accident, she lost her 16 year old cousin and best friend. To this day, she still mourns his death.

It was starting to get dark and her body shivered from the dropping temperature. Starscream noticed this and broke the silence by picking her up, setting her on his shoulder. She looked below her and gulped. A fall from this height could injure her...or possibly kill her.

"Not afraid of heights, are you?" Starscream replied with a chuckle.

"Not really. Just never sat on the shoulder of a giant metal alien before." Getting comfortable, she sat up straight and crossed her legs. Her hand started rubbing his shoulder a bit of it's own accord. He was surprisingly warm.

The Seeker flinched a bit at the touch. "Sorry..." She quickly stopped and looked away with slightly pink cheeks.

"It's alright. But I would much prefer it if you rubbed my wings." Looking back to see the grin on his face only made the heat rise to her cheeks more.

"From what I learned about Seekers, their wings are very sensitive and when touched, brings them immense pleasure. Am I right?" She asked, trying desperately to fight down her growing blush.

"Why don't you find out?" He pushed on, with the same playful grin.

"Okay. You asked for it Star." He raised an optic ridge at the nickname, but didn't have time to say anymore as she took her left hand and ran it down his right wing.

Starscream arched his back slightly as he let out a soft moan. "P-Primus...that feels wonderful." Nirvana's face turned bright red as she quickly looked away. ~I can't believe I did that!~ "Th-That's the only time I'm doing that..." She stammered.

"We shall see about that." As the pleasure died down, he relaxed against the tree again. "So off the wall question. I heard of a musical band you humans call "Nirvana". Are you named after them?" (a/n: Fucking love Nirvana, that's obviously where the name came from. :3)

She giggled softly. "Actually yeah, I am. You listen to them?"

"I don't find all of the fleshling music horrible. Some of it is quite enjoyable to listen to."

"Well we have the same tastes in music." She smiled at the thought before yawning. Looking up at the sky, she seen that the sun had gone down completely. The only light source coming from Starscream's optics, which gave his face an eerie red glow. ~It's that late already?~

"Get some sleep. You look like you need it." Starscream said.

She nodded, thinking sleep was a good idea before moving over and curling up near his neck cables. "Will you be here tomorrow?"

The Seeker glared out into the darkness. "I will be. I can't exactly leave. I lost my T-Cog so I can't fly. Silas will pay for taking away my flight!" He growled out before shifting his optics towards her direction, but not being able to see her fully. "I already assume you know what a T-Cog is, right?"

"Mhm." She mumbled before closing her eyes. "Promise me something?"

"What is it?" He wasn't sure if he could keep a promise, but what's the hurt in trying?

"When you get another T-Cog, take me for a flight?" She asked with a tired smile.

"The process of acquiring another T-Cog will be difficult. I would have to steal one from another bot. Even if I do that, I will also have to find a medic bot to perform a transplant surgery. The recovery time from that isn't too long, maybe 3 earth days at most." He explained. "Are you willing to wait?"

"I have all the time in the world Star." Nirvana answered groggily.

"Then yes. I'll promise you the most exhilarating flight you have ever had. Do you... trust me?"

His only response was the feeling of her small form snuggling closer to his neck.

"Goodnight Nirvana." He responded before closing his optics. [She's quite the interesting fleshling. I could get used to her being around, if she wants to stay, that is.]