TFP Smokescreen was abandoned when he was born. His parents took one look at him and saw him as a mistake. They said no one would want a glitch like him. They claimed he better offline. A kind doctor took pity on Smokescreen and took him to an orphanage where he could be cared for. Sadly Smokescreen was never adopted. Sometimes the other children at the orphanage picked on him. Smokescreen soon believed what others told him. That he was a mistake, a malfunction and a piece of scrap. When trained with elite guard after leaving the orphanage he was assigned to guard Alpha Trion. Will Smokescreen find a family the very thing he truly wants?
chapter 1
A pregnant femme and her husband were eating but a con in disguise slipped something into the femmes drink. After drinking it she went to labor. What the con in question slipped into the femmes food was poison. The poison wouldn't kill her or the child. It would harm the developing child's immune system. A new con technique to make Autobot soldiers weak in health to easily eliminate them. Even a simple illness that can just get on ones nerves like a cybertronian cold can become deadly.
At the hospital a mech sparkling was born he had little door wings. The doctors called him a lovely and healthy sparkling mech. But when his parents looked at him they didn't see anything about the child to love. They told the doctor to take the child away they didn't want and calling him a fluke and mistake and a malfunction. "You can put him up for adoption." the doctor said.
"Who would want him that thing should be put offline." the mother said and the father agreed. Then the two of them left.
The doctor took pity on the child. He took the child to the orphanage and told them what had happened. The workers and mistress were shocked. "Don't worry we'll take good care of him and he will find a nice family not doubt." the lady said taking the sparkling. "Does he have a name?" the lady asked.
"His name, I thought about about calling him Smokescreen because his parents refuse to name him. He seems to like it when I call him that." the doctor said.
"Okay we will take very good care of Smokescreen." the lady said.
The years began to pass and Smokescreen has grown into a playful and happy young bot. But very happy. Smokescreen always greet the adults nicely. But the children teased him. Saying he was nothing more than piece of scrap that didn't belong in the universe. Smokescreen was rejected by all the adopters.
Smokescreen was sad. "Cheer up Smokescreen there is always next time." the lady said.
"I don't wait for next time I want a family." Smokescreen said.
Now Smokescreen was teenager now he knew no on wanted him so he left. The lady told come back if he has to. Smokescreen had hard time finding work or finding a place to stay. Smokescreen called an alley home. Poor Smokescreen was hungry. He saw Elite guard training. "Well this might be my chance to prove myself and give me a place to stay and I might be able to get something to eat." Smokescreen said.
Smokescreen had done well in his training. Then he was assigned. He was going to guard Alpha Trion. "Hello I am Alpha Trion." the old bot said.
"I'm Smokescreen." Smokescreen said.
"Nice to meet you Smokescreen you look like a fine young mech." Alpha Trion said.
"Yeah right." Smokescreen said. "I'm worthless, stupid,a walking scrap pile, a fluke, a mistake, a glitch, a malfunction, and I should exist!" Smokescreen shouted.
"Who told you those things?" Alpha Trion asked.
"Take a real look at me and you will agree with whole planet." Smokescreen said and tears began to come to his optics and he wiped them away. "I am just piece of scrap. A piece of scrap that nobody wants." he added.
"All I see is a teenage mech who is all alone in the universe." Alpha Trion said. "Did your parents tell you those things as well?" Alpha Trion asked.
"No they abandoned me the day I was born. They were the first ones to say those things. The kids at orphanage said it and I never got adopted. Even the teens at boot camp said it. I just want everyone to see I am something that is specail." Smokescreen said.
"I'm sorry I know your life doesn't have happy beginning but you can't let define you. But I can see you are something specail." Alpha Trion said.
Smokescreen looked at the old Autobot and tried not cry. But all the tears he had been holding back since he was a young child suddenly burst. Smokescreen was sobbing really loudly. Crying like a little sparkling. Alpha Trion wrapped his arms around Smokescreen giving him a hug. He rubbed his back. "Shush, everything is alright." Alpha Trion said in soft and gentle. He talking like he was trying to calm down a scared little kid.
"I'm just a mistake!" Smokescreen cried.
"No you're not." Alpha Trion said.
"If there is nothing wrong with how come nobody wants me?" Smokescreen cried even louder.
"Because some don't understand how specail others are." Alpha Trion said.
"Maybe it would better if I was dead." Smokescreen said.
"That's not true Smokescreen everyone and everything has it's place in the universe." Alpha Trion said rubbing Smokescreen's back once more.
"Why does everyone say those terrible things to me? I have done a thing to them all I want is someone to care about me. I just them to know I am Cybertronian too." Smokescreen said.
"I wish I had an answer for Smokescreen, but the sad truth is many bots are like that they don't understand that all sentient beings have feelings and need respect. But all I know is that you are fine Cybertronian and I know anyone would be lucky to have a bot like you for a friend." Alpha Trion said. "I know I am lucky to know you."
Smokescreen took a deep breath and let it out. "If you have anything you want to get off your chest you can tell me I'll listen." Alpha Trion said.
Smokescreen dried his optics and sniffled. "Thank you." Smokescreen said. The he looked at the time. "Have we been talking for two and half hours?" Smokescreen asked.
"Yes we have." Alpha Trion said then he gave Smokescreen a cup of warm cyber tea. "Here drink this." he told him.
Smokescreen to the warm beverage and drank it down. Finally he calmed down.
When lunch came around Alpha Trion notice Smokescreen had brought anything. Smokescreen explain this was his first job and he didn't have the money to buy fuel. Alpha Trion gave Smokescreen half of his lunch. Smokescreen had tears in his optics.
"What's wrong?" Alpha Trion asked.
"It's nothing it's just no one has been ever this nice to me." Smokescreen said.
Poor kid. Alpha Trion thought.
Soon the day had ended. Alpha Trion was locked the door. "Smokescreen where are you going home?" Alpha Trion said.
"Yeah the alley." Smokescreen said.
"Alley, you live in an alley?" Alpha Trion said.
"Yeah I left the orphanage. I'm much to old of child to be adopted." Smokescreen said.
"Come with me. I have lots of room at my place. So you can stay with me." Alpha Trion said.
"Thank you." Smokescreen said and followed Alpha Trion.
Alpha Trion showed him the room where he would stay. It was a nice room it had lamp and bed. "Thank you, Alpha Trion." Smokescreen said.
Alpha Trion prepared a nice dinner. He knew that Smokescreen could use good meal. After all the kid did live an alley. He remember Smokescreen telling him he went through other bots garbage looking for scraps because he didn't want to steal. He told him, his last meal was from after boot graduation. That was quiet sometime ago.
Smokescreen washed up for dinner. Smokescreen ate what was put in front of him. "I thought you could use a good meal." Alpha Trion said.
"It is really nice of you take me in. I'll try not to be a burden." Smokescreen said.
"Don't worry besides a 14 year old like yourself shouldn't be alone during a war." Alpha Trion said.
At bedtime Smokescreen fell fast asleep in his new bed. Alpha Trion woke up in the middle of the night and went to check on Smokescreen. He saw the young fast asleep in the bed. He saw Smokescreen shiver a bit. He grabbed another blanket and put over Smokescreen.
Smokescreen woke up the next morning and saw the extra blanket. It reminded him of the workers at the orphanage who would check on the children during the night. He figured Alpha Trion put the extra blanket there he must have seemed to look a little cold to the old bot.
Smokescreen felt for the first time in his young life that he is being loved. Maybe Alpha Trion could be the family he always wanted.
To be continued.