I no own transformers

Chapter 1

It was days like today that Bumblebee didn't want to get out of berth. Today was mail day and everyone was excited to get mail from their loved one, everyone but him. He never got any mail from anyone. Not that he had anyone to send him any mail.

Bumblebee could hear even with his door closed the excitement coming from his team. Even Ratchet could be heard voicing his excitement as he got a letter from someone that he knew.

Every time the mail came Bumblebee would hide in his room not wanting to see all the happy faces. He would never have one of those happy faces. Bumblebee also didn't want to play 20 questions with his team as to why he never got any mail. It was none of their business why he didn't get any mail.

A knock on his door brought him out of his thoughts. With a groan Bumblebee got off his berth and walked towards the door. He was not looking forward to being asked some questions. He pressed the button on the side of the door that let it slid back. Standing in the doorway was Prowl with something in his hands. It looked like a package or something.

"What do you want Prowl?" The yellow minibot asked a little to snappish.

Prowl was taken back at the tone of Bumblebee's voice. The Cyberninja guess that it was because maybe Bumblebee thought he was here to ask him some questions about the mail situation.

"Optimus wants you to go on a scout mission around the city in a cycle." Prowl told his yellow teammate who just looked at him.

"Tell Prime that it's no problem and that I'll go in a moment." Bumblebee told Prowl and pressed the button that would shut the door to his room. He was about to pressed the button when Prowl walked into his room uninvited.

"What do you think you're doing?" Bumblebee angrily asked. "If this is about the fact that I don't get any letters than it's none of your business." The yellow autobot semi yelled out to his teammate.

"Bumblebee there has to be a reason why you don't get any letters and I want to know why." The cyber ninja asked. It hurt him to see that his yellow teammate didn't get any letters.

"Like I said Prowl mind your own business." Bumblebee said walking to the door. He turned around. "Just drop the subject on the letter situation before you get hurt." Bumblebee growled his optics burning red.

Bumblebee pressed a button on the panel causing the door to open.

Prowl watched as Bumblebee left his quarters in a hurry. The ninja had never seen the youngest of the team act this way before. Maybe all the questions about the letter situation was getting to him. Prowl would never admit but he was starting to miss the Bumblebee that was loud and obnoxious. Suddenly Prowl got a idea that would hopefully get Bumblebee out of his spunk.

Bumblebee passed by the rec room to find the other reading mail from their loved ones. No matter how much he wanted a letter Bumblebee knew that he would never receive one from any one. That was find with him for it meant that his father couldn't find him and drag him back home. His home growing up was filled with nothing but rejection and pain. His father had never beat him but he did have to for just ignoring his child was painful enough. The only bots that Bumblebee could turn to was his older brother who was always there for him growing up and a few of the servants.

Bumblebee felt tears coming down his face at the thought of his brother and the few servants in the household that were kind to him when he was growing up. His mind drifted back to when he and his father had a big fight and he left home for the last time.

Flashback

"What did I ever do to make you hate me so much?" A little blue and purple youngling yelled at the larger mech that was standing in the doorway.

"You know what you did on the say you were born. You took my mate from me." The blue mech yelled back at the youngling.

"If you hate me so much why didn't you chose mom over me than." The youngling screamed at the larger mech.

The larger mech said something that he would later regret. "Maybe I should have choose my mate over a little waste of space like you. At least then I wouldn't have to worry about being disgrace by something like you." The large mech screamed into the face of the youngling. Before he could stop himself the blue mech swung his hand up and smack the blue and purple youngling across the face so hard that the youngling was thrown on the floor.

The youngling looked up at the larger mech with hurt in their optics. Never would the youngling thought that they would be smacked by their father. The youngling gave the larger mech no to time to think about what he had done. The youngling with tears in their optics ran up to their room and slammed the door.

The night the youngling had enough of the way they were being treated and decided to run away. Living on the streets had to be better than living with a father that treated you like slag. The youngling gathered their life savings and packed a few things into their subspace pocket.

The youngling knew that they would have to wait until it got dark to leave. Once it was dark the blue and purple youngling could leave with the help of the darkness.

When it got dark the youngling climbed out of their window onto the ground. The youngling stopped just short of the entrance to the large place the they used to call home.

"Goodbye Brother and I'm sorry that I'm such trouble to you father." The youngling softly whispered to no one in particular then disappeared into the shadows forever.

End Flashback

Bumblebee remember that day when he had left the only home he had ever known. His father blamed him for the death of his mother so the relationship wasn't that great. He survived the streets by working for energon venders everyday and they would pay him with energon at the end of the day. He got into Boot camp when one of his employers told him that the Elite Guard was looking for bots to join.

Bumblebee was brought out of his thoughts when he heard Optimus call his name.

"Bumblebee I need you to go and scout sector 8 for a few hours if you can?" The red and blue mech said

"No problem Bossbot. In fact I'll get started right now." The yellow mech replied and headed for the entrance to the base.

As Optimus watched the youngest member of his team head out for patrol he couldn't help but feel sorry for the yellow mech. Bumblebee was always eager to get out of the base when mail call came. Maybe someday Bumblebee would get a letter from a friend or family member.

Next chapter Prowl does a little digging on Bumblebee and a Elite Guard team comes to earth to give Optimus's team a hand.

New story that I'm working on. I know that I have a habit of doing all my stories about Bumblebee but he is my favorite autobot and Transformers animated really didn't go into details of his origins.

Can any one guess what Elite Guard team will come to earth.

This story will be updated when my muse comes to me.

I would like at least 2 reviews before uploading the next chapter. Thanks and peace out.