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I opened my eyes upon hearing a loud crash. I slowly walk outside and look around. I could see smoke coming from the barn. I slowly walk over to it and go inside. A scream escapes me as I see the giant robot inside.
The robot looks down at me. He growls and tries to get up but fails. I could see the robot was injured badly. "You better run fleshy while you still can." The robot says trying to get up again.
I ignore the robot's warning and walk forward. Something about this robot made me feel like I wasn't alone. It felt familiar. "Your hurt," I say.
This makes the robot look at me. "What concern is it to you fleshy!?" The robot growls. "Sit down. I can help you." I say.
"I don't need help from a fleshy..." The robots eyes longer on my necklace given to me by my dead father.
"Where did you get that!" The robot growls trying to get up once more. "My father. He gave it to me shortly before he died." I say turning away.
A few tears stream down my face. I walk over and take a closer look at the robots wounds. "This will hurt. There's shrapnel in your wounds. I need to remove it." I say.
I grip the shrapnel and yank hard. The robot gives a roar of pain. I drop the shrapnel and look up at the robot. "How old are you fleshy?" The robot asks in a surprisingly gentle tone. "16," I say.
The robot gives a gasp as blue tears fill his eyes. "Firestar." The robot whispers. The robot collapses and grunts in pain.
I kneel in front of the robot. At that moment images flood my head. Clouding my vision. I could see the robot and a second robot that appeared to be female with a small baby. More images follow. After my vision clears I look at the robot with tears. "Dad," I whisper.
Dad gives a small pained nod. I hug his face plates tightly as tears stream down my face. Dad gently strokes my back with his finger. "Firestar." Dad says. I look up into his deep red eyes. "I am so sorry. I never wanted to leave you. I'm sorry." Dad says wincing once more. "It's ok daddy." I whisper casting my eyes downward. "Firestar. What did they do to you?" Dad asks seeing this. I sigh deeply. "For the first three years, they abused me. After three weeks we went for a drive.
I remember falling asleep and when I woke up I was in the middle of nowhere. I've lived alone ever since." I whisper.
Dad's eyes widen as he gives a growl. "Firestar. I am so sorry." Dad grunts. "It's ok dad. You couldn't have known." I say before looking around. I grab a blow torch and hook it up. "Stay still dad." I say.
Dad nods. I gently as possible begin welding dad's wounds shut. I never knew those welding classes would come in handy. Dad gives a occasional grunt as I weld his wounds.
After I finish I turn the blow torch off and put it away. "What happened to you dad?" I ask. "I was attacked. I was still weak from a previous attack and I could not fight off prime." Dad says gently picking me up. Dad slowly stands and sets me on his shoulder.
I gently grip dad's shoulder plates tightly. "Where are we dear?" Dad asks. "Nevada. On the outskirts of the closest major city." I say. "No one will see you here daddy." I say. Dad nods and walks out of the barn. He sets me down after we get to my house. Dad kneels down in front of me. "You need to rest daddy." I say.
Dad smiles and nods. I run to the garage and get some gas. I give it to Dad who sniffs it making me laugh. "It's not poison daddy. It should help until we can get you some energon." I say. Dad takes a small sip of the gas and nods drinking more. "Thank you dear." Dad says. I nod.
Dad finishes the gas and transforms into a large tank. I climb into his cab. "Dad, can I stay with you?" I ask. "Of course dear." Dad's voice comes. His cab shook with every word. I smile and curl up in his soft seats. This makes my father chuckle. Dad begins to softly sing a lullaby that I remembered from my past. A smile crosses my face before sleep consumes me.
