Hey! New ficcy up! I have been working on this for months...so you must love it! Or hate it, I don't really care. However please do review because like every other authors I love reviews.

However even if you don't review...I will still update. So don't give yourself a headache thinking I won't. I will never abandon a fic...maybe take LONG to update but never abandon...unless I'm dead so yea. Okay so yea...read (c'mon give it a chance xP) and review!

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"This is going to sound crazy, but... from the moment I first set eyes on you I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."
― Leigh Fallon,


"Silverstriker, come here please."

Silverstriker looked up at her Keeper and nodded. The femme was tall and very pretty in a traditional way. She wasn't like the femme's Silver once saw in the city. Brightly painted, smaller and thinner armor but they all were very beautiful and shiny. However she liked her Keeper best. At least Keeper was nice and not mean like the city femmes.

"I want you to say hi to Sunstreaker and Sideswipe." She smiled. Silver tilt her helm and notice the small mechs hiding behind Keeper's pedes. They were so small and covered in rust and dents. She couldn't even tell what color they were supposedly painted in.

"Hello Sideswipe, hello Sunstreaker." She nodded politely. Since she was the oldest, it was her job to make the other younglings feel welcome and show them around. It was rather tiring but she loved to see their smiles in the end.

The two younglings however stayed quiet just staring at her. It made her feel antsy and out of place. Usually all mechlings would cry or kick up a fuss about going going back home. However these two remained silent as Keeper told her what to do.

"Also I want you to take these two to the Delta Vega room," She smiled prettily. "They will be sleeping there from now on."

Silver blinked in surprised. Delta Vega room? Usually only the naughty's go there. It was probably the only room with a lock on the outside and it wasn't a good room either. No windows, no light, and the bed was bad for any sparkling's form. "But Keeper...that room..." Her words fell short as the Keeper glared at her.

She bowed her helm and nodded. "Will do, Keeper."

Keeper smiled and patted her helm softly at her answer. "That's my girl." It made her smile a little as she looked at the floor. She didn't want the femme to be mad at her but..

Silver looked at the sparklings who were staring at her.

Maybe...

Once Keeper left, Silver stared at the younglings who stared right back. They were definitely younger than her by probably 2 orns. She hummed a little,taking in their armor. It was too thin and worn out. They were in need of a upgrade and fast. "Come."

She lead them up two flights, ignoring the other younglings who whisper and stared at them. No doubt they were curious about the newcomer. They stayed quiet till they stopped in front of a door painted in many colors thanks to the sparklings and younglings.

"This will be your room." she smiled motioning them to come in. "There's only one bed so you two will have to share, alright?"

The twins nodded settling on to the bed, still wary of her. "Um, why are there stuff in here?"

Silver blinked and smiled. "One of the younglings was adopted a while ago, let me just take these stuff and place them in my room, they're all femme's stuff."

"A-Are the others mean here?" the taller sparkling spoke up.

Silver tilt her helm curiously at that question. Was the taller youngling bullied at his previous place? "No but if anyone is mean to you, come and tell me okay?"

The little mech stared at her quietly and kind of shock. Maybe that answered her question on the bullying. He looked down and nodded with a big smile gracing his face. "Okay."

Silver blinked feeling her spark jumped a little in her spark chamber. That was strange. She quickly did a quick scan while helping the mechlings with whatever question he has. When nothing came up, Silver shrugged it off. Maybe it was a malfunction on her part, she'll definitely need to ask Decan for a a quick check up in case.

The yellow rusted mech however stayed silent the whole time. When she was ready to leave and allow the mechlings to settle themselve in the room, the smaller mech grabbed her servo. She looked at him in shock and confusion. Could she have forgotten to do/tell them something?

"This is your room, isn't it?"

Silver blinked, immediately chewed on her lower lip plate. It was a terrible habit of hers but it only happen when she was thinking or nervous. "It is your room now..."

The mechling just stare at her before smiling a little. It was tiny and if she wasn't paying attention, she would have missed it. She kind of wished she did when her spark started fritzing in it's chamber.

"Thank you."


"You mean everything to me... you are the first thing I think of when I wake up, and my last thought before I go to bed, you smile at me in my dreams. When you are sad, I feel sad. And when I see your smile, I feel like there is no other thing around, and all I can see is you"


She hated working.

The hours were ridiculous. The pay was okay but still terrible. She was lucky enough some old femme's and mechs knew her as a sparkling and tried to help in anyway. But life was so much easier back in the orphanage than out there. The instant she was consider an adult, she was kicked out with nothing on her back strut. It was something the Keeper was waiting for orns. She guessed it was because, all the sparklings looked up to her and heeded her word rather than the Keepers. Keeper did not like that one bit. Silverstriker was kind of glad, Sunny and Sides helped her. If they hadn't, she couldn't imagine what her life would be like.

Would she have been a docile puppet for the Keeper?

She did not want to imagine. She was just glad the twins helped her. Though they caused terrible mayhem throughout the orns, it brought smiles to the other sparklings face. So she guessed it wasn't that bad. And while life was so much more peaceful outside the orphanage...it was rather lonesome.

She was used to waking up to explosions or screams because of what the twins did. Used to cleaning up their mess; used to scowling them; used to them running away; used to them coming back to apologizing; and just used to them. They were like a permanent fixture in her life. She was kind of lost without them there.

How ironic that they were practically useless mechs but she needed them in her life.

At least this way, she can slowly let go. As a youngling she didn't understand why her spark raced. Didn't understand why her heating system would start up when they were too close. Never understood why her tank churned when they told her about their crushes. She understood none of these reactions until she started doing a part time job. She was barely old enough to go outside the walls of the orphanage and just received a job from old femme Tinker. She had a mechling working under her as well. He was probably younger than her but older than the twins.

They worked together everyday in silence. They only spoke few times in greeting or when mechling was brave enough to say something. He was quiet strange to her at the time. Always staring, quiet, stuttering when she asked him something, and if she listen carefully, she could hear the soft hum of his heating system. She understood none of this.

It wasn't till she introduced him to the twins did he finally said something. She could remember it like it was yesterday. He was frozen where he stood when the twins tackled her and cling to her like it was orns since they saw her. He stood quiet which was not strange but she could feel that something was wrong. After the twins left, that was when he spoke up.

""When I see you smile, my spark races. I feel like the luckiest mech in the world when you just talk to me. When you're sad...I just want to hug you tight to my chassis and-and just make sure you're safe. I'm not smart. I'm not...handsome or rich. However my feelings for you are true. Every time I see you...my spark," he stuttered moving his servos frantically in front of him. I know..but...we barely have talk and I don't know everything about you. I don't know what makes you smile, what makes you sad, what makes you mad but I want to know. I want to know everything about you!"

She had wanted to fall in love with this mech. He would have been good for her. He was nice, hardworking, and cared a lot about the other sparklings (when he visited) but her spark never raced. She never felt like the luckiest femme around him. She never felt like any of the things he said except around the twins. Right then it just clicked. She was in love with the twins. In the end the mech smiled sadly and just walked away. She didn't say anything, never rejected him, but her expression apparently did.

"Your optics are very expressive."

"Aw are you sad because you missed us?"

Silverstriker blinked looking up from her pedes to the source of the voice. Sunny and Sides standing there like they own the freaking streets with a grin...well Sidewipe with a grin and Sunny with a slight smirk. She rolled her optics at them. Of course these two would be here. Why did she ever doubt she would never see these two ever again? They were the reason why she had a fragging record with the bots downtown. "No, more like sad because you guys are here."

The twins pouted but each latched on to one of her servos.

"So what's for dinner?"


I don't know why I get so protective and jealous over you when you're not even mine.-Amarjeet Das


Silverstriker stared at the group of femmes staring, cuddling, and purring at her mechs. They were all disgustingly beautiful and exotic in their own way and she hated every one of them for it. All of the femmes paint job was bright and colorful, they were all tall compared to her. But it wasn't her fault that she didn't have the funds. It wasn't her fault that the only paint within her limits was dull like tan or grey. Frag—she couldn't even get white!

So that's why, she was sitting here alone and forgotten while her mechs were flirting with the bunch of slaggers.

And every second it seems another femme joined the crowd.

She wanted to rip their pretty little faces apart.

Then run them over in her alt form.

But that would be illegal and she didn't have the funds to pay her way out of jail. But one day she'll beat the slag out of them. But until that day come, she would have to sit through another agonizing moment. However it wasn't fair! She was there for them from beginning. She was there when not one single femme looked their way. She was there, fixing them up when they got too injured after a fight or working her aft off when they were low on supplies.

But now it was different.

The twins were now somebody. With Sunny's art career taking off and Side's trading business (may or may not be illegal) at its peak, they no longer needed her. They got new paint, new armor redone, and most of all new friends. They didn't need her anymore. However Silverstriker was stubborn. She would stick with them even if they don't need her. It's what friends do. It's what she would do...for them.

"Silvy!" Silverstriker snapped out of thought and smiled at the intruder. Well she wanted to sneer at him but that wouldn't be nice, now would it? And it's not like he finds it offensive, in fact the mech finds delight in playing with her anger.

She downed her high-grade and smiled forcibly at the mech. "It's Silverstriker and it's good to see you too, Jazz."

Jazz smiled cheekily at the smaller and obviously pissed femme. He liked visiting her when he could. She was so entertaining! She may be tiny but her reactions were so big! "So what are you doing here lil' femme? I thought this wasn't your kind of scene."

Silverstriker exhaled, her optics trailing to her mechs. They were so close yet so far away and it hurt her spark. She flinched as one of the femmes giggled and brighten their optic at them. Her spark pulsed painfully against her spark chamber as she watched. "Sideswipe and Sunstreaker."

Jazz leaned back in his seat, humming a little tune. He turned to where the mechs were. From the day he met Silverstriker, Jazz knew about her crush. It has already been seven orns since he knew, and seven orns of begging on Jazz's part. Every time he saw her, he'd ask her to join the Autobots.

And every time she would say no.

Jazz would have stopped asking orns ago because the femme had enough on her plate and didn't need him stressing her out. However the big boss wanted Silverstriker on the Autobots side before the war really begins to take place.

After all who wouldn't want an aft kicking femme who could create weapons within a cycle?

Slaggers! That's who! However the femme kept rejecting the offer! She wanted to stay with the twins! Jazz had to respect her for that though, To stay and help the mech you love and get nothing in return...that takes real dedication.

It was kind of stupid at the same time but if that was the case he was kind of stupid too. After all he was chasing after a stoic mech who was all about logic. Ahh young love. Young unfortunate, one-sided, stupid love.

"So," he sang sliding closer to the femme. "What's on our agenda today?"

"Drink till I get fragged up?" She scowled before looking at the twins. "Or maybe wait to see if the twins will be too fragged to go home...then I'll have to take them home."

Ah there's that familiar heart broken look. It practically killed Jazz every time he sees it. If he wasn't so in love, he'd definitely try to win Silvy over. It wasn't like she was a bad catch. A bit on the short side but that could be because she couldn't afford any proper upgrades. If only she'd join then Jazz would ensure Silvy would get a proper upgrade, beautiful pain job (a nice teal color would suit her) and definitely proper armor. Her ones were scrap metals bolted together.

It was by luck, Silvy didn't care how she looked or acted. In fact, Jazz can certainly remember how they met. He was buying some energon at a quick and buy when he bumped into the femme. She looked out of place with her bland color and pieces of metal. But her state of appearance was worsen when his energon spilled all over her.

He made move to apologize but she simply shrugged it off with a roll of her optics before buying him another. In end she apologized and walked away, leaving him with his energon. It was embarrassing when he realized he simply stood there in shock. After all he went through in life, he shouldn't be shock at all.

But her attitude was rather charming compared to the snobs he dealt with everyday. So he tracked her down and thought of numerous ways to apologize. He never did, until his boss man told him about the femme.

It worked our perfectly for him.

Until he found out about her fondness for the twins.

In the beginning, it was hilarious to see the gruff like, independent femme so in love with these two. She was pretty much wrapped around their finger. She could be so tired, but the minute the twins cry for help, she is up at her feet with renew enthusiasm. But after a orn, the situation just got sad. Seeing her so heartbroken when the twins ditched her in favor of cheap femmes. Comforting her when she end up sobbing and drunk. Putting her to bed, when she got hurt doing something for the twins, because said slaggers would immediately call her for a favor when they are asked to party.

To say he was pissed at them was subtle.

"Nope, Nope, Nope." Jazz scowled. "You and I are going to ditch this joint and do something fun." he stood up smiled at the femme. Silvy simply stared at the mech uncertain.

"By fun?"

"Buy a lot of high grade, some snackage, and sneak into the old mech's house." he winked.

Silvy chuckled. She swear the mech was a terrible influence on her. For some reason they started a ritual to sneak into old mech Swiftdrover richy-rich apartment. He wasn't necessarily in charge but he certainly didn't like Silvy at first glance. He wasn't afraid to show it either. Always calling her scrap metal, bottom feeder and all those commoners name.

In short he was a total snob.

She looked back at the twins and chewed slightly on her lower lip. Maybe they don't need her. She was certainly not their femme creator or anything. Her sparked fritz at that thought. Sometimes she wanted to be just more than that. "Maybe I should sta-" the words froze in her vocal chords as she watched Sunstreaker lean closer to another femme...that wasn't her. She clenched her servos and nodded stiffly.

"Alright."


"So Silvy, wha-"

"Jazz, no."

"Fine Silverstriker," he sighed exasperatedly. "why can't I call you Silvy? We're not strangers at all after all I did grope yo-"

"Say another word and I will kick you in the aft pipe." she scowled feeling her heating system ready to blow. Why, Oh why did she let the mech get drunk? Around her? He was very touchy-feely and affectionate bot when drunk. Well he was a affectionate bot sober, but at least he had a sensible processor..sometimes. But while he was high off his processor, he was also the high light of the club that night. She had fun till he decided to get really friendly with her aft.

To her horror everyone noticed.

Even the twins but they cheered when they witness her being groped every inch of her life.

"Finally getting some?" they would tease. It was all mixed emotions there. Embarrassment, annoyance, and disappointment. Maybe she wanted those cliche moments when the guy finally notice them, gets jealous but that's wishful thinking. Many times she wondered how they would react if she actually had the funds to clean up herself. Would they notice her then? Probably not. They weren't that shallow.

She was their friend.

Their sister.

Their guardian.

It was her job to be there for them until they don't need her. No matter how much she wished there was more...

"Anyways Mc'Crankers," Jazz pouted. "How's business?"

"Good I guess, a huge shipment of weapons though..." she trailed off before looking at Jazz. "Something big is going to happen, right?"

He couldn't lie to her, even he wanted. She was already caught in the web from the day she raised her gun at the worst mech to raise it at. "Yup."

"Of course, no peace for hard workers." she muttered downing her energon. Feeling all limbs in her form, relaxed she plopped backwards on to her back strut. Why couldn't life be peaceful like now? No work, no fighting, no heartbreak.

"Hey Jazz?"

"Yea?"

"Take your servos off my chassis."


It wasn't until morning, did she finish work. She would have stayed longer but her system warned her continuously at the 10% of energon left. With a glance at her work, she parted. Luckily she had finished off 2/3 of the load and the rest of the work were minor details. She also had to remember the rest of the materials were coming in a cyber-week. Hopefully Swindle will bring in decent scraps. However knowing the mech, it would be overpriced as well. But she didn't want to think about it. Silverstriker yawned a little while she walked down the empty streets.

"Silver! There you are!"

It was like dejavu all over again. Standing by her apartment with grins and of course a smirk from Sunny like they own the place. However they rarely came to her place anymore. Which only means they want something. Or in this case Sides want something. And knowing the mech all her life, it was something stupid. "What do you two want?"

"A favor, a really small favor." Sides grinned. But seeing her blank expression made him pout. "Okay maybe its a big favor but we'll pay-"

"He'll pay you back." Sunny butted in.

"Fine I'll pay you back." Sides pouted.

"What is it?" she grouched. She hoped it wasn't something terribly stupid. Last time the mech asked her for a favor, it was because the dolt decided to flirt with the wrong femme. She had to go and talk to the femme's bond mate while he hid behind her. The femme wasn't helping the situation either by winking and smiling suggestively at Sides.

She was going to kill the mech one day.

"Er, well you see I'm getting serious this really pretty femme and I want you to meet her. " he smiled rubbing the back of his helm. "And I know you're busy with work so I'll pay you back for the time."

She could feel her spark burn hazardous in her chassis as she rewind the words. What did he say? She shot Sunny a look? She wasn't sure what kind of look tho. Bewilder? Confusion? Are you kidding?

He simply shrugged like he has no idea what's going on through his twins helm.

"S-sure I'd love to meet her." she stuttered feeling shock slowly taking over her frame. What else was she suppose to say besides yes? If she refused? The twins would be disappointed and it would make Sunny suspicious.

"This is great! How does tomorrow sound?"

"...O-Okay well that's great!" Primus how fake her smile was. "So we'll meet?"

"At our place." he grinned.

They talked for a few kliks before Sides remember he had early plans with his femme. Sunny no matter how much he denied it, he was growing fond of this femme. She can see it in his optics. That soft look he only ever shown Sides when he was in the mood. It was also in their coding. They were twins. Born from the same spark. They can't live without one another nor can they bond with different femmes. Only one. When one twin felt something for a femme, the other twin will most likely follow.

It made her tank churn at that thought. She was not losing one but two of them. It was unavoidable.

She should smile. She should be glad. This was the mark that it was time to move on. The twins may have thought of her as their sister... Why couldn't she do the same.

She felt so slagging mad at herself for wishing the femme was evil, reviled or something negative.

That way she can keep the twins to herself for a little longer.


Primus must hate her. Or someone really hated her and cursed her for this life. She went to the twins home as planned. To her utter disappointment, the femme was nothing like Silver wanted her to be.

She was nice.

Sweet.

Sincere.

Silver optics never looked any higher than her energon. Guilt ate at her spark. The femme, Blue Sky, was a sweet spark. She was also very delicate and so nice. It was hard to believe just days ago, femme's from the club were drooling over twins when they had this sweet femme here today.

"So how long were you guys...?" she hated that her voice sound so weird. Then again she was the only one who felt awkward here.

Because you're making it awkward for yourself! A snide voice laughed in her head. It sounds just like Keepers but more annoying to put it simple.

"Oh I was at the art opening and I happen to bump into Sides and we end up talking all night. " she smiled sweetly patting the red mech servos.

She felt like releasing everything from her tank. It was a terrible idea to meet her. Especially since she woke up with a fritzing helm. Never again will she drink another high grade while moping about the twins. Well never drink whatever Jazz gifts her. He always like mixing the high grade with his specialty.

They drank energon while Sides and Blue Sky talked. They chattered and chattered until finally she excused herself to buy some treats. They all offered to go with her, but she pretty much lied through her dentas that she wanted the love glitch to spend time together.

Sunny end up following her.

Walking in silence with the mech beside her, it was comforting. At least she had him..for now. But how long will he stay by her side? How long until he too be ensnared by the other femme's gentle nature?

"She's not too bad." Sunny began awkwardly.

Apparently it won't take that long. "No, she's really sweet and kind."

"Yea.. "

Silver paused and look at the mech. "Just promise me you'll be nice to her and treat her like a fragging princess."

Sunny rolled his optics but she could see the happiness in his optics. "Of course."

And don't forget me.

Why was it so hard to say those simple words? Don't forget me. Please for Primus sakes, don't forget me. But the words froze in her vocal chords the klik she opened her mouth.

"Greetings."

Silver and Sunny swerved around to look at the strange mech. He didn't look like he belonged here. His speech was a bit odd as well. Last time she ever heard someone like that, it was at the Science Academy. She never attended the place but her spark lurched in envy at the tools and advance technology they had. She was only there to deliver the broken pads no one wanted to fix.

She had ignore the stares and taunts that reached her audio receptors. After all everyone was wealthy there. She was pretty much a zoo attraction to them.

"Are you lost?" she asked confused.

"No I believe I am in the right place, are you Silverstriker?"

She stared at the mech feeling dread sliver up her back strut. She was very much aware of Sunny placing himself in front of her. The only time someone asked for her name was when the land lord sent them, demanding payment. Last time she had to build a new leg and arm from scratch, but she looked better than the person sent to her.

She could take them on. She had no problem. The only problem was that Sunny was around. They were never around when it happened. She was happy with that. Knowing them, they'd get mad at being kept in the dark about her situation.

"You wouldn't by any chance be Hydra's friend?"

The mech tilt his helm before giving her haunty look. "Unfortunately no, I am here for an entirely different reason."

"That would be?"

"As you know, a war is brewing up as we speak. Every bot will have to take sides, and my liege deem you to be rather useful." he said.

Liege? War? It was like she was talking to Jazz all over again. However judging from his face plate, this one wouldn't be as easy as Jazz.

"And... Who is your liege?" she questioned or stalled. She was trying very hard to keep alm and analyze her surrounding. For something, anything that she could use in case the mech proves to be a but stubborn.

The mech stayed silent, staring right at her even when Sunny was blocking 55% of her frame. What was he trying to find? And who the frag sent him? If this was the Autobots trying to be rough, they got another thing coming. That and Jazz was going to need to replace his audio receptors after she's done yelling at him. The mech may have not been responsible but he could at least warn her.

"I find it hard to believe that a femme of your frame could have beaten him." he replied brushing her query off. "However all truth lies on the surveillance tape."

Silver optics brighten at those words. Surveillance tape? What was this mech talking about? She ran through her memory files but nothing are up. The only time she was caught on surveillance was when Sides did something stupid with her help. Now that she think of it, she needed to stop helping Side's with favors.

Oh Primus. However he said his liege wanted her to join his side. And there was also that phrase of beating him. Who was him? And she has never beaten anyone! That sound more like Sunny and Sides hobbies.

"What is he talking about, Silver?" Sunny muttered.

"Do I look like know?" she answered back. "Which fraction are you from?"

Instead of answering her, the mech kept staring at her with a look of undisguised interest. It didn't bring her any comfort. In fact, it sent static down her back strut at just looking at him. He looked like he wanted to dissect her into small pieces. She could feel Sunny getting antsy from beside her. Something didn't seem right about the situation at all now that she thought about it. She could see the movement in the alleys, roof top and from the sound of it, behind looked back the mech who simply tilt his helm.

"Lord Megatron wishes for you to join our fraction: The Decepticons, it would be wise for you to agree."


Okay not exactly how I wanted it to end but meh. To understand this...this is just to get to know Silverstriker. This is like the past etc, etc...chapter 2 and so forth would be the future time. Anything relating to flashback would be italic. And why I am explaining this is because there are people who will get confuse.

Oh and tried my best with all the grammar, italic, bold etc. I did everything on my phone and sometimes my phone is mean to me...like not saving what I did, making me get mad and have to retype the stuff...AGAIN. Also if you're confused about this chapter, don't worry, everything will be explained in future chapters. This is just the beginning.

I'd love to say this is a Sunny/OC/Sides fic but inspiration can change and like what I asked my fans in my other fics...

Do you think you can be just friends with someone you love?

Who knows how it might end. Anyways tell me what you guys think and one more question. Well two..what you think of it so far and give me a femme name. The latter is rather important than the first tho.