DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything, its call fan fiction for a reason.
Klick- under a second- second
Breem- 8.3 minuets- minute
Joor- 6 hours- hour
Orn- 2 weeks -day
Vorn- 83 years -year
My life could be better, I know this, but I still stay. Maybe it's my friends I don't know, most people hate me just because I'm a half flier and grounder. My carrier was a grounder. She was the prettiest bot around, from the stories I heard. I barely remember her. I remember her optics, blue, blazing ice, and full of love. Her laugh, smooth like honey. A yellow frame with black stripes. I don't even remember her name.
My sire was the best flier around. A black frame with yellow stripes. He was the general of the great army of the great city of Vos. Home of the great fliers. I don't remember him; he was killed for treason by bonding with a grounder. My carrier said his name was Nightshade.
Starscream ruler of Vos ordered my termination, because a half flier was not welcomed in Vos, and it looked bad to have a half flier among great fliers. My carrier ran to Iacon, because Kaon was not safe for a sparking. I was born in Iacon, but I was not safe. Starscream lead a team to Iacon to terminate my carrier, and me. Starscream thought she was evil for making Nightshade fall in love with her.
I was only 1 stellar cycle when they attacked. Starscream and two others that looked like him. My carrier hid me in the closet but through a crack I saw Starscream rip her spark out. Her energon everywhere and they just left, leaving me scared and alone. I don't remember want happen next, I don't remember much of my sparking hood, but then I had a new family.
Orphans like me. Their caretakers either left them or died. They had made a great working family. The oldest working to get credits, and the middle age looking after the younglings. I was the youngest by far. Barricade was the second youngest. He got into trouble the most.
My name is Bumblebee and this is how my story beings.