Hear me

By Shadeless

Disclaimer: I don't own the Transformer characters etc., I don't intend to harm copyright

Melody was created by Lureae (read her story 'What he did not see', it's awesome), she was so kind to let me borrow her

Rating: M

Warnings: will contain femslash and sexual situations

Comments:

Flames will be use to cook my dinner. Don't like, don't read.

However, I'm open for constructive criticism

If you detect any mistakes, please tell me… Also, I haven't seen the TV series (unfortunately), spoiler-warnings are welcome.

Thoughts

"Talking"

Chapter 1

She got online with a start, light blinding her.

For a moment her mind was blank, enveloped in peaceful nothingness.

Then her sensors kicked in.

Pain, white and hot, seared through her throat as blinding as the light had been.

She screamed.

After an eternity the pain became bearable. Her programming must have dimmed the sensors automatically.

Her body felt shattered, moving was dismissed without trying.

Regaining the ability to process she felt disturbed by something that she couldn't pinpoint.

"She's awake," a voice said. It sounded tired.

"I'll look after her. Go and get a proper recharge cycle, you need it."

A sigh. "I hate to admit it but you are right. She needs someone with all logic circuits on full power." A door swished open, footsteps indicated that someone was leaving.

Another sigh. The other person moved in her direction. Then a face got into the range of her optic sensors.

"Don't worry, you are save here. No one is going to hurt you."

She wanted to reply but nothing happened. Confusion must have been written on her faceplates because the mechs face showed sympathy.

Lowering his voice, he said: "Your vocal processors were damaged badly, like the rest of your body. I'm sorry but we could do nothing about it."

He said something more but she couldn't hear him. It felt as if a weight had been dropped on her chest. Panic and suppressed pain offlined her, she didn't see his optics widen with fear, didn't hear him shouting for somebody she hadn't realized was in the room.

All she could comprehend was one thought.

I will never sing again.

And darkness closed around her.