Chapter 1: Prologe

Bumblebee and Arcee are honest, kind, gentle and caring bots. They would never keep any secrets from the Auto-bots, would they?

Even they have secrets you would never think they had. Read their life from start to now. And see their darkest secrets.

A/N. Small prologe but here's the reall story. :-) Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Childhood on Cybertron.

Arcee's optics turned on and she got off her berth. She was a young bot but a tough one, in earths ageing system she would be about five years old.

She yawned and got off her berth, Starscream walked into her room not long after that.

"Miss Arcee, how are you feeling this morning? Good I hope."

"Quit your blabbering Starscream. What do you want?" Arcee replied coldly. "It better be of importance or my father will gut you in a second."

"I'm very sorry Miss, I did not mean to disturb you I am only here on your fathers request to tell you the news."

"Spit it out then, I don't have all day!"

"I'm afraid your mother has joined the well of allsparks, while giving birth to your new brother."

Arcee too shocked to speak just stared at Starscream, "The sparkling it is alright?"

"Yes, the sparkling is alive and well. The caretaker sees to it now."

"I wish to speak with my father."

"But..." He stopped talking when he received a blow to the face.

"Im going to talk to my father." She said once more in a cold fashion Starscream nodded and stood to the side.

Megatron was furious,when he loved someone they always left him. His creator, Optimus Prime and now his wife. The only people he still cared about were his younglings, and he was not about to let them be taken away too.

"Father?" A small voice whispered. He turned around to see his first-born Arcee standing their.

"Yes, what is it?"

"I wanted to see if you were alright."

"Sentiment is for the Auto-bots, for the weak!"

Arcee looked ashamed at that, because she was Megatron's heir she tried her best to be the most ruthless decepticon ever. "I'm sorry father. Would it be so bold of me to ask a request?"

Megatron tried to look cruel and like he didn't care but he couldn't, he cared about his youngling too much. "What may I ask is the request?"

"Only to see my brother."

Megatron suddenly remembered the sparkling. "Fine but do not and I mean do not cause any damage to my first son. Or you'll live to regret it"

Arcee nodded and walked away. Thinking to herself "This new sparkling, my brother. Will he overshadow me and will father make him the new heir seeing as he is the first son." But her thoughts were interupted as she reached the medical bay.

She barged through the door and shouted "Where is the new prince? I wish to see Megatron's heir and my brother!"

"Oh course my princess. He is with the caretaker." A medic said pointing at a femme (Name of female cybertronians)

The femme jumped when she was pointed at. Seeing Arcee she bowed her head. "My princess. Your brother is here."

Arcee ignored her and looked at her new brother. Her spark melted upon sight. He was the size of her palm, yellow and black stripes and baby blue round optics, he was adorable. She wanted to gather him up in her arms and never let him go. But her father's words rang in her ears "Sentiment is for Auto-bots, for the weak!"

"I must go tell my father that the new prince is healthy and well." And with that she left.

The medic and the caretaker let out a huge sigh of relief when she left.

"Ratchet?" The femme asked the medic.

"What's wrong Elite-One?"

"This sparkling can't grow up in this enviroment, please our job is to spy and we have. We've found out all we can please let's go and let's bring the sparkling with us." Elita pleaded "He can't turn out like the first-born."

Ratchet sighed "I suppose it would be best. Tonight when you pretend to put the sparkling to his berth place this holographic admitter, it will look like he is actually there until somebody touches it."

Elite-One nodded and looked at the sparkling again and whispered to him. "You will be safe with me and the auto-bots that I promise you..." She paused trying to think of what to call him, "My little Bumblebee."