The crowds were turning. Their joyless red optics staring into the very pits of her spark. She knew she should leave. Run away. As fast as she could. But Megatron had locked optics with her. Somehow bypassing all the emotional shields placed over her to get to her very core. Her spark shivered in its casing. Trying to escape his evil optics and run away.

A smile crept along the sharp faceplates. Baring equally as sharp denta.

His master seemed to notice, and though the mech was about to be offlined, he still had the systems to nudge the Decepticon leader. To let the one about to offline him go to whoever she was must have been thought of as stupid. She obviously captivated his attention. So why not let her get away.

The nudge was all that was needed. Then the femme was running. An agonised scream. A canon. A crash. The femme lay sparkles on the floor.

The crowd hooted. Happy, or maybe faking it. But that was all. They didn't care that the femme was bleeding out on the floor. Or that her trying to get away was faked. Or that she had planned it.

By the time you read this, it would have been to late. There was nothing anyone could have done. Megatron had already gotten his claws into me.

It was the end of me. I knew it the moment his lust filled optics had caught me when I was a youngling.I had been so compassionate, that, now that he has come to power, he shall try to destroy me. That or something else. I'm an Autobot after all. In Decepticon territory.

It was stupid of me to have been caught. Yet, we all make mistakes and will continue to do so. All that I ask is for you not to take revenge for my life. It was a choice that I chose gladly. To run and get shot into offlining was better then what ever fate the he had planned for me.

As I said before. What I did was stupid. But I needed the information I had, to offline with me. Rather then get caught and blab. After all, the Autobot cause must live on.

What I'm about to tell you is strictly confidential something only you 4 are allowed to know.

You must keep my clinic going. Primus only knows what would happen if we didn't save those who need our help. We may be in Decepticon territory, but it doesn't mean we cant help the side we wish to join.

The information you now hold is not to be spoken allowed. Delete everything on this datapad and destroy it. My clinic is now yours.

I shall forever think of you. Even where I am now.

Please. I beg of you. The job I now place in your servos is not to be taken lightly. You may still be young and may not have wanted this job, but it shall be the only one femme's like you shall find. I have taught you well. I am sure you shall be able to do this job.

I am sorry I have left you so early in your lives, but I promise, this is all for the best. Your Opi shall not be coming home to you tonight. You shall be alone. Stick together and never leave one of you behind. You must stick together through thick and thin my little seekerlets.

Never forget what I have told you and taught you. It shall keep your sparks burning brightly even in the middle of the up coming crisis.

Good luck my little Cherubs and let Primus forever hold you in his favour.

Lots of Love

Canvas xoxo

Four optics stared at the datapads. Glowing as brightly as ever.

The femmeling with crimson red optics stood. Her black paint made her practically invisible in the darkness of their shared room. Crimson red streaks glowed on her paint showing of the curves on her young body. Her black wings were laid flat on her back. Her sharp plating ready for any kind of attack on her frame. She was the youngest of the four.

"We must do as Dani said," The black seekerlet whispered.

Horror flashed over the face plates of her sisters. Coolant raining from their optics.

Pink optics flashed and the eldest stood. Her purple plating was flared and smooth with glowing pink stripes running down her wings, highlighting her weakest points. There was one glowing pink flower on both her hips. Her wings were held high and the pain on her face plates was easy to see.

"I am the eldest," she whispered hoarsely. "Dani always knew what to do. Lets follow her offlining wishes." she placed her servo delicetly on her sisters shoulder. "Do what you must Zero."

"Thank you Jinx," Zero whispered. She plugged herself into the datapad and quickly whipped its memory. "Will you do the honours Acid."

A femme with acid green optics stood. Her smooth orange plating shone, two acid green flowers glowed at her hips. An acid green highlight glowed from both her wrists and outlined her optics. Her wings were held haughtily on her back plates. She clashed terribly, making her look like an over confident noble.

Acid took the pad from her sister servos before smashing in into a million pieces.

"That should do it," A sweet voice trilled, sadly.

A femme with bright blue optics stood from the floor. Her smooth white plating made her look like an Angel. Fitting that she was the best medic of the group. She had three glowing blue flowers on each hip. Her lip plates were blue. Her wings were held perfectly on her back plates. Totally innocent.

"Your probably right Angel," Acids gruff, though feminine, voice chuckled.

They all laughed. Though it was extremely sad.

"I'm sorry to be the one to drop the bomb," Jinx sighed. "But we have to remodel the clinic to fit out needs. Unlike our carrier, we shouldn't trust those working for us."

Nods passed through their tiny ranks of sparklings and they went to hiring and firing.

Thanks for reading my fiction. All flames will be sent to help the pit freeze over. Yeah, beat that Unicron.

Unicron: *Growls and throws flames*

Me: RUN WHILE YOU CAN! *screams and runs wildly in circles*

Primus: Insanity Virus does not own Transformers. I love blue smurfs. *Looks oddly at script* Especially...when...their...pink? Ok who wrote this!

Me: *cackles evily* I am your daughter.

Unicron: *catches on* yours and mine

Primus: *Crashes*

Unicron and Me: *cackles evilier*