Writer's Note: Hi Everyone. I really hope you all enjoy this fic, it's been a long time coming and the first time I have posted any of my work online. So yeah it's a bit unnerving for me. I will post new chapters as regularly as I can if you all really enjoy it. My special thanks goes out to all those that inspired me, my boyfriend Daniel ( Aka Khalthar ) and friends on AOL at my RP Group Transformers: Aftermath. For without Scibyte, this fic could not of been possible.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, however I do own Nanno, Neruoblock, Slipstream, and the plot. Any similarities between actual events and or persons are purely coincidence. And no animals or mechs were harmed during the writing of this story. Yes, there will be explicit robotic profanity.

Without farther ado...

Small Packages: Nanno's Story

Chapter 1

It came as a low almost inaudible metallic hiss, but it was enough to snap the old timer out of his thoughts with a threatening low growl," What do you want Starscream? "

No sound nor words came at first but a soft chuckle full of malice, then those dark words hissed forth," You know full well why I am here, Neruoblock. Megatron is getting impatient. "

The old scientist turned to the Seeker with a bit of a snarl on his lips," I told you I would be ready soon. Now if you will excuse me…," he hissed rather angrily, pushing past the Seeker as the old mech made his way over to the operation berth.

Laying there smaller than any minicon that any Decepticon or Autobot had seen. Limbs of silvery chromed titanium alloys the likes of which even the Second-in-command could not identify. Reaching a sharp taloned hand to touch the foot long frail protoform.

"Don't touch!" snapped Neruoblock with a bit of anger, slapping the Seekers hand away from the protoform rather roughly as he moved over with the last set of equipment he would need. Those eyes shining with a sense of pride at his handy work. You will be my finest work yet. He mused silently.

That suddenly snapped him back to reality as he felt that gun pressed into his back armor," Do that again and my figure might accidentally slip on the trigger. Then who will finish "The Project."

" I dare you? " the old scientist snapped back, the anger burning in his eyes as he fixed his optics on the table trying to control his ever growing rage for the sparkless worthless piece of scrap for a Seeker," Do it and who will finish Megatron's little project?" He turned his head just enough to get a look at the Seeker," You? "That hateful, threatening grin spreading across that titanium maw.

All Starscream answer with was a threatening snarl, taloned hand shaking with fury as he stormed off from the lab, firing a snarling, venomous words after the scientist as he left," I will be back " The Project " when it is finished." With that, disappeared with a resounding thunderous roar of those jet engines.

A soft sigh escaped the old scientist as he leaned against the medical berth, limbs still shaking with a mix of fury for the Second-in-Command and fear. But where had this fear come from? For these many years he had come under Megatron's command had he ever felt this before, maybe malice and a sense of payback for the lose of his spark-mate and sparkling. A hint of warmth filled that empty void, a tiny flicker of that one spark that was something he once knew as love. But he quickly pushed it aside; this was not the time nor the place. He did not need distractions tonight he had too much work left there laying on the table.

With a last resounding blast of those cooling units he set back to work soldering the last sets of wiring that hooked up the strange glass-like chamber that sat near the tiny foot long protoform's spark chamber. Smiling down onto it as if he were working back in the medical lab on Cybertron on a sleeping sparkling.

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The little protoform stood there before the assembled group of Decepticons trembling a bit nervously as she looked up to her creator, their malicious stares burning threw her small form as she listened to their many snide remarks and comments. Neruoblock trying to show the tiny femebot as much encouragement as he could, nudging her toward the massive glass chamber where their latest prisoner lay just barely hanging onto consciences. Slowly she stepped forward toward the open hatch to the cell stepping inside as her creator sealed the door behind her.

Once inside she looked about curiously silent glass cell till those small icy blue optics fell on the barely conscience Autobot leaned against the far fall. Tilting her head a little as she slowly approached the larger mech, a voice rang threw the inside of the cell," Began test sequence 104," she squeaked a bit in surprise at first, startled out of her musings. Till suddenly the whole world seemed to vanish before her very eyes.

The scene that played itself out inside the glass sealed chamber was something out of any transformer's worst nightmare as the tiny foot tall minicon before them seemed to melt into a puddle of silvery fluid reminiscent of mercury. The eerie silver fluid flowing across the titanium floor of the chamber toward the slowly reviving mech. Its optics coming online just moments before the strange substance coiled and flowed its way up his body.

Outside the chamber the gathered group stood spellbound, some pressing forward for a better view of the scene while a few stepped back in disgust and horror as that metallic screech rang out threw the chamber.

Inside the Autobot before them seemed to melt before their very optics, writhing in its death throws; a spark tearing scream ripped threw the interior of the chamber as it fought to escape the advancing substance the strange substance slowly worked its way up its body. Before a full trembling spasm seized and the mech fell to the floor. A strange struggling gurgle moaning from his failing vocals before it fell lifeless as the day it was born.

Outside the lab was filled with an eerie spark freezing silence for full 15 clicks before anyone dared to even engage a cooling fan. A smirk playing across Neroublock's features with satisfaction as he watched the looks on each of the battle hardened Decepticons before him," So? "

It still took Starscream a full 2 click to regain his composure, burying it under a mask of arrogance as he turned to the scientist," I will inform Megatron. " With that he barked a few seething orders at the still spellbound group before him," Move it or you will be joining the Autoscrap," he snapped them out of their horrified daze and sending them running for the door.

Back inside the chamber the fluid slowly began to retake it's previous form, taking the shape of the tiny minicon, those optics soon coming back online as she looked about in an exhausted spellbound daze looking about for the Autobot she had just approached. Blinked those small blue optics in confusion, Where did he go?, she spoke to herself softly looking about the silent chamber for a moment not seeing a single bolt or trace that the mech had ever been there. Nearly jumping out of her servos when the sealed door hissed open, Neruoblock stood there before her in the door way.

"You did well little one. I am proud of you," He smiled fondly to the little minicon as she ran up to him shivering in fear of what could have happened to the Autobot prisoner.

" Where did the prisoner go? ," She chirped with worry, still looking back toward the chamber as if the mech would magically reappear out of thin air.

"It is none of your concern little one. Now let's get you some energon and some rest. You've had eventful day," He spoke to her sternly, a father-like tone to his voice, but soft as he made his way to the store room for a small cube for the tiny bot in his hand. Smiled as he watched her hungrily devour the small cube, before starting off back to the lab and the small berth he had set aside for her in a corner of the lab. Watching as she slipped off into recharge sleep before setting off to work on a report of the final test results.