A little girl with black hair sits at her small table, small stuffed animals surround the table sitting in chairs, as the girl no older than 6 giggles gleefully. On her table are teacups, all of them filled with sweet tea, and a big plate with bagels on it sits directly in the middle. Next to the bagels is a butter knife and a small container of butter. The little girl with a wide and innocent smile, spreads butter onto a bagel while talking to her toys as if they were real people.

The girl looks over to a woman standing off to the side, the woman's grey/blue eyes are lighted with happiness and adoration, as she looks to the little girl. Dark brown curls cascade down the woman's shoulders in waves, her face is delicate and full of wonder and happiness, as she looks upon her daughter with amusement. Next to her in a tall man, he has an arm wrapped around the woman's waist and a wide grin spread across his face. His eyes were brown, and almost had a reddish tent to them, his black hair was messy and disheveled, and stopped just below his ears. He had a strong and defined face, and his eyes sparkled with adoration and love, as he looked upon both the woman and child, he calls his wife and daughter.

"Mommy! Daddy! Do you want to have a cup of tea and some bagels?" She questions with wide grey/violet eyes full of innocence and wonder.

"Why yes! A cup of tea sounds LOVELY!" The man says poshfully, getting giggles from his wife and daughter.

"What about you mommy?" She questions her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Of course sweet heart, tea and bagels sound really good." The little girl's mother smiles.

The little girl giggles, before excitedly handing her mother and father their tea and bagels. Grabbing herself another bagel she smears butter onto the bagel with the silver butter knife, before taking a bite.

After a few minutes of giggles and laughs from all three of the family members, a door bell echoes into the house reaching the room. The girl's father gives a kiss on each the woman's and the girls forehead before walking out of the room to check the front door.

The girl's mother continues to chat with her happy and energetic daughter, before a loud bang echoes throughout all of the rooms. The woman's eyes widen in terror, before she rushes onto her feet, clutching her stomach, and telling her daughter to stay put. She leaves the room, before moments later the mother with terror filled eyes, sweeps the girl into her arms, and rushes to the corner of the room where a closet is located. She puts her daughter into the closet, tears flowing down her face as she tells her daughter to stay put.

The girl in confusion nods, her innocent eyes looking at her crying mother in worry. Her mother trying to be strong for her daughter smiles, before she shuts the closet, only for it to open slightly, leaving small crack for the girl to look through. Curiously she looks through the small crack only to see her mother cornered at the front of the room standing defiantly in front of a strange man. The man grins wickedly at the woman, before his hand comes up and lands on her chest, as a knife pierces through the woman's chest. The little girl's eyes widen in terror.

"MOMMY!"

Shooting up I begin to gasp for air, I breathe heavily as sweat beads down my face. Looking towards the clock it reads 6:30 A.M. with a rigged breath I sigh.

"Just a dream."

I pull the blankets off of my sweaty body, before sweeping my legs over to the side of my bed. Hunching my back I clutch my hair in my hands looking down onto the floor, trying to calm my nerves. Looking up I look around the dimly lighted room, a smile breaks out on my face when my eyes land upon two small objects.

"Good morning Sideswipe! Sunstreaker!" I giggle childishly.

I shake my head looking at the small toys, before my gaze goes to several postures on my walls, all of a movie/cartoon/comic series call Transformers.

"I really need to get a life…..NAH that would be boring!" I chuckle

Jumping up from my bed, I walk into my bathroom and turn on the light. I look towards the mirror as my eyes adjust to the bright light, I scratch my head as I look at a girl with curly, disheveled black hair, and violet/grey eyes. I smirk at my reflection, before I laugh.

"Don't I just look sexy!" I laugh at the rat's nest I consider my hair.

Snatching up a brush, I run it through my hair, wincing as the brush untangles my ratty hair. After several minutes of wincing and growling in frustration, I manage to tame my wild mane. Walking out of the bathroom I look around my cluttered room, all filled with either Transformer stuff or Deadpool stuff, I let out a puff of air looking at my messy floor.

"I REALLY need to clean my room…..Hm, I think I said this a week ago, and the week before that, aaaannnd the week for that…" I chuckle.

"I'll just clean it next week..NOT!"

Hearing a slight buzzing, I jump over clothes and other junk littering the floor before snatching up my phone sitting next to my bed on the nightstand. Looking at my blinking phone, I realize it was my alarm, with an irritated growl I turn it off. Looking at my wallpaper, I smile at the chibi Transformers picture I managed to find on the internet, before I shut off my phone and setting it down.

Looking around my room once more I sigh.

"Now to find cloths.." I tsk.

Looking around the ground, I pick up a shirt before smelling it.

"Oh NO!" I snort in disgust.

I toss the shirt to the side, before snatching up a shirt that catches my attention. Smelling it, I let out an approving grunt, before I throw off my night shirt, and putting on the T-shirt. I look down at the black T-shirt, a red circle emblem sitting proudly on it.

"I swear I have more Deadpool shirts than Transformers…And Transformers is my FAVORITE, no offense Deadpool." I say looking to a Deadpool plushy I managed to make without screwing up.

I let out a laugh.

"I REALLY need to stop reading so many fanfictions where the toys come to life." I say to no one.

Looking around the floor again, I snatch up a pair of red and black checkered skinnies, before putting them on. Once fully clothed I snatch up my black Osiris shoes, and slip them on. Going back into the bathroom I run the brush through my hair again, before considering myself done.

Walking towards the door, I grab my Decepticon bag, phone, headphones, and slip on my Soundwave jacket, before grabbing up my keys.

"Thank Primus it is Saturday! Damn bullies get annoying!" I growl while walking out of my bedroom, and out of my apartment

I walk down a hall before marching dramatically down the stairs whistling the Transformers song. Once down stairs I see a figure waiting off to the side.

"Good morning Karly!" I hear a voice greet.

My cheerful and silly personality changes as soon as I notice the figure, and my personality goes to quiet and distant.

"Christine." I greet quietly and distantly.

The woman smiles warmly at me with sparkling green eyes.

"Please call me Chrissy."

I say nothing I just nod.

"You're probably wondering why I'm here huh?" She questions.

I shrug, not really caring.

"You know you're still a minor, and you're not really supposed to be living alone.." She trails.

I growl.

"I'm 17, I have 1 more year till I am a legal adult, so it doesn't really matter whether or not I live alone." I say coldly.

She goes to say something only for me to interrupt.

"I am NOT going back to that orphanage Christine. I don't want some family waltzing in thinking they can fix me like a puzzle, before giving me up when they realize it's hopeless." I snarl.

She sighs.

"I know that Karly, and I support that. Let's just agree I 'tried' to talk you into going back." She smiles.

I let out a small smile.

"Thanks Chistin….Chrissa. And as much as I'd like to stay and chit-chat I have work in about an hour, I need to get paid to pay rent and all." I say

She nods.

"Aren't you working at the Veterinary office?" She questions.

I nod.

"Yeah, I'm an assistant, took a lot of aft kissin to get the job with being a minor, but I managed. I'm also working as a mechanic's assistant." I say

She chuckles.

"A mechanic? You suck at that." She chuckles.

I scowl.

"Yeah well I have to learn sometime, especially if I plan on own me a Lamborghini or Corvette." I grin.

"Your determined to have one of those cars aren't you?" She smiles.

I nod.

"Damn straight! And if I get a Lamborghini, it'll be red and its name shall be Sideswipe." I smirk.

"You and your transformers Karly." She sighs,

I chuckle.

"So do you still plan out 'when' you will get shipped to the Transformers dimension?" She teases.

I grin before shrugging.

"What? It's fun, plus it give me something to do beside reading fanfiction and drawing." I shrug.

She laughs.

"Whatever, do cha' have a job to go to? Now git!" She says faking a hick accent.

I smirk.

"Don't have a heart attack while I'm away old woman!" I cackle running away as she tries to and a punch on me.

"I am NOT old, I am only 30!" She hisses while glaring after me.

"That's what you keep telling yourself!" I shout back.

Just as I round a corner she replies back.

"ASSHOLE!"

I chuckle, before I slow to a walk, and pull my hood up and stuffing my hands into my jacket pockets. I walk down the city street leisurely, watching out for certain cars that would look like any Autobots.

"I swear if I see a Mustang Police cruiser, I'm running the other way. I don't care it IS Barricade, a Decepticon is a Decepticon, and I for sure do not want to die." I mumble to myself.

"Well, well if it isn't the little orphan freak!" I hear a voice spat.

I growl in annoyance, before speeding up.

"HEY WAIT!" I hear the voice shout in anger.

I sigh in defeat before I stop and turn around. My violet/grey eyes land upon one of my 'bullies' Chad, a cocky smirk on his face, as his little groupies surround me.

They try to be bullies, generally calling me names, but that about it they haven't really tried to hurt me physically, unlike the other bullies I had in other schools.

"Are you walking home to your mommy? Oh wait you don't have one!" He sneers.

I roll my eyes.

"If you're done wasting my time, I'll go now." I growl annoyed.

The smirk on his face drops, and anger clouds his features. He looks over to his groupies then back t me before smirking.

"Get her!"

By command the grab me up and restrain me, I look at Chad with defiance, he smirks wickedly at me before throwing a punch at my stomach. Pain erupts throughout my stomach as I begin to gag, he throws another punch this time in my face. My head snaps back as pain erupts from my mouth from where he punched me, I roll my tongue around in my mouth tasting the metallic taste of blood. I look up as blood drips down my mouth, and I sneer.

"FUCK OFF!"

He growls before he begins an assault of punches, when he's done he has his groupies drop me on the ground in a heap. Sitting up on my knees, I chuckle bitterly.

"No matter how any times you hurt me physically, no matter how many times you call me names and try to bring me down, I'll ALWAYS get back up!" I sneer.

"Whatever freak." I sneers back.

I chuckle louder and more bitterly.

"Let me guess you like taking your anger and sadness on the weak. Let me guess mother got a new husband and is ignoring you. Or wait your daddy is an alcoholic and abuses you!" I sneer.

I watch as he flinches at my last accusation, seeing this I chuckle bitterly.

"Well guess what, no matter how much pain you inflict on others, it won't solve your problems, so do yourself and everyone else a favor and grow the fuck up and me a REAL man!" I snarl spitting blood on him.

I knew I hit a nerve, I could tell the way he flinched a my voice, he turns to his groupies.

"Go home guys, I got this." He says.

They look at him confused before shrugging and walking away. I continue staring at him waiting for him to strike, only he doesn't he falls to his knees and looks at me.

"I'm sorry." He says.

I freeze.

"W..what?" I ask confused.

His eyes tear up, and he sobs.

"I'm so sorry! I'm pathetic I know, it's just it…it hurts so much, what he does to me, I have so much anger and hate towards him, I have no way to express it. It's the same DAMN thing every night, he comes in drunk and beats me within every inch of my life. And the first time I ever hurt someone emotionally, it…it made the pain go away only slightly, but then it wasn't enough I resorted to physical a…abuse." He sobs.

I stare at the broken boy before me.

"I can understand where you're coming from." I sigh.

He looks up his brown hair damp from where his tear soaked into his bangs.

"Y..you do?" He question.

I nod.

"You have so much pain, anger, and sadness, yet you see other people, happy and carefree. You find yourself envious of that happy and carefree attitude they have, and then you become enraged by it. All you want to do is make them hurt and show them what pain you go through." I say bitterly

He nods quickly, before looking at his hands.

"But let that happiness influence you. Be happy for those people, and thankful they don't have to go through what you do, look at everything positively and always look forward." I say standing with a sway, while wiping the blood from my face.

I hold my hand out to him, he looks at my outstretched hand like it's a an alien or something. Slowly and hesitantly he takes my hand, with a smile I pull him up onto his feet.

"Just because you suffer, doesn't mean others have to, in fact you should make sure others don't suffer what you go through, it'll feel a whole lot better on your conscience." I say.

He nods.

"And Chad.." I say

He looks at me.

"I forgive you." I smile

He looks at me with wide eyes before his eyes water.

"H…how? How can you forgive me so easily after all of the shit I've done to you?" He questions.

I walk towards him and hug him.

"Because this world is already filled with enough hate as it is, the world needs more forgiveness in it." I say smiling.

I pull away and look at Chad one last time.

"Listen to my advice, and help others, NOT hurt them." I say walking away carefree.

Once again I throw my hood over my head before stuffing my hands into my pockets, walking away with an accomplished smile on my face.


So how was it? Good I hope. For those of you that have read my Sunny horizon series, the Karly in this story and the Karly in the other story are alike in personality somewhat and they do look alike.

I am going to warn you guys I plan on making this story dark, I'm doing a little experimenting, and I figured I'd work on making darker themed stories. It's not dark YET but it will be.

Tell me what you all think, and have a wonderful week.

ALSO I may not update regularly until I finish off one of my other stories.

Bai!