dear readers, there are many reason as to why i placed this story on FanFiction but do to the many reviews and PM's i have gotten off of this i have to make one thing clear. i am trying not to make things 'extreme' so i am warning you right here and now. if you wish to skip passed what many have called uncalled for, please skip this CHPTR, and continue onto the next. the later CHPTRs are more about family and how one passes through hardship. i am not trying to discourage you from reading this, i am just tired of people making the wrong idea of how i am making this story out to be. so if you are looking for the Family bits, please skip this CHPTR and go on ahead. Second: please just don't leave a review for this CHPTR and not continue on with the rest if you do read this CHPTR. Try to give my story a chance and try to read the rest of it. and if you wish not to continue on with my story, please do not leave a review on the first CHPTR, leave it on the 3rd or 4th. Now on with the story.

My life has been nothing but normal. Most of it was just simple stuff like having my family split up, but the one thing that really set it off was went 'He' came into my life.

It was a normal Thursday night, the sun had already set and a light snow storm was blowing in the wind. My dad and I were just sitting down to watch TV when I thought I heard something. It sounded like something had just bumped into our roof and then landed off into the swamps that lay near the edge of our property.

Looking down at my dad, who had fallen asleep next to me on the coach, I thought it over about going out to see what had caused the sound. After a few minutes, I decided on venturing out into the cold night to see what the noise was about.

Stepping off the coach, I walked over to the front door and pulled on my boots and my thickest winter jacket.

Stepping outside I saw a few things that surprised me. 1) There were these odd markings in the snow that resembled something to high heels, 2) over in the front yard was a large patch of this bright blue liquid and 3) there was this loud raspy breathing coming from behind the house. Slowly I made my way to the back of the house and along the way I saw more and more of the blue liquid.

As I finally made it to the back of the house, I saw that something large sitting in the swamps but because of the snow and how late it was all I could make out was that it was as tall as dad's barn and it had two long blade looking things coming out of its back.

Something in me told me that I should just go back inside and forget that I had ever seen this but when I heard the thing groan in pain I ignored my better instincts. Slowly and quietly, I walked towards the thing and saw the familiar blue liquid pouring out of its back and sides.

"H-hello, are you alright?" as soon as the words left my lips, the thing stiffened and the heavy breathing stopped. As it slowly turned around, I was met with a frightening pair of blood red eyes.

"What do you want Fleshling!" the thing's voice sound like he had been gargling nails and then decided to sing at soprano level. Even though I couldn't see him clearly, I think it's a him. The voice sounded male, I could slightly make out his slender face and his sharp pointy fingers that he had wrapped around his sides.

"I just thought you might be hurt. I heard you crash against my roof." the figure gave off a silent chuckle before he groaned in pain and leaned forward slightly. I don't know if it was my natural ability to see when someone was in pain or maybe it was the oddly blue liquid, but I could tell that something was terribly wrong with the towering thing.

"You need help." Stepping closer to the figure, I was just about to place a hand on his arm but just as I was about an inch away from him I was swatted away and sent flying into the snow. "Leave me be Fleshling! I don't need your help."

Raising my head out of the snow, I watched as the figure quickly rose up but he just as quickly fell back into the swampy water with a painful yelp.

Pushing myself up I shook the snow from my face and pressed on towards the figure. "Please let me help you. You're in pain." This time I was able to touch the figure and to my surprise I felt metal, warm metal.

The figure looked down at me and snarled. "And why should I, someone much larger and more powerful, take orders from someone as weak and frail as you?" Something in me snapped. I didn't care if someone called me weak, because I kind of was, but when someone called me frail, that's when I would lose it.

"Would you rather die out here in filthy swap water, freezing cold snow, and bleed out?! Or would you rather let me help you by just giving you a good kick to the Aft!" I don't know where that word came from but the figure stood there in silence for a moment before giving me another quiet chuckle.

"You have a very brave Spark to say that to me Fleshling. Not many have the spine to do so and those who do don't live to tell the tail." I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying at this point, most of what I did pick up I just processed it under a lie, all that was running through my mind was why did everyone call me frail?

I wasn't much of a fighter, heck I couldn't even hit a person if I wanted to, but I was far from being frail. I could lift my own dad up and he was a towering 6'4'' lumber jack build man by God.

"It's your choice Metal Brain." I spoke to him with such hate that I couldn't believe that it was me speaking. The figure just looked away with a smile. "Fine! Freeze your claws off, see if I care! See you later Metal Brain."

slowly I made my way back towards my house, my eyes filled slightly with tears.

"NO Wait!" stopping in my tracks, I turned around to see him still in the swamp but he held his hand out to me with pleading eyes. "What now? Is there something you have to say?"

The figure opened his mouth to say something but was stopped short when he bent over with a painful groan. I watched as his hand came down with a thud into the snow and I knew what he was trying to say.

Walking back over to him, I placed a gentle hand down upon his own. 'He mind have a big ego' I thought to myself 'but he's hurt and I just can't leave him.' slowly he raised his head and looked at me with his red eyes.

Smiling to myself I patted his hand. "Don't worry. You don't have to say it." His gaze softened, I knew he was having a hard time asking for help. "Can you stand without toppling over?" I asked as I watched himself slowly lift up out of the swamp water with a slight groan. "Easy, Easy. I don't need you falling on me here." he gave me a crooked smile as he finally got onto his feet.

I gazed up in aw, he wasn't kidding when he said he was larger. I just barely made it past his ankles. His high heel was just under my shoulder and I was about 5'11''. "Come on, you can pop a squat in my dad's barn." Taking one of his claws in my hand, I slowly began to lead him towards the old barn.

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Luck for the both of us the barn wasn't too far from the swamps. Once we reached the barn, I let go of the figures claw and went towards the barn's double doors.

As I slid one of the doors aside, a big rumble came from behind me. Turning around I saw the figure had toppled over and was now clutching his middle and more of the blue liquid, which I made to be something of blood to him, was pour out.

"Hold on. Once I get you inside I can see what damages you have." turning back to the doors, I pushed the other one away and finally had the barn open for him to get in. turning around I placed my hands on his cheek, or at least where his cheek would have been, and patted him softly. "Are you able to get in?" He nodded and slowly he began to crawl into the barn.

Once he was in, I began to push the doors closed again. Once I had the doors almost shut, I poked my head in and looked at the figure. "Hold on, I'll go get something to see thing better with." He nodded and I shut the doors completely.

Rushing off to the side of the barn, I opened the door to my dad's little hunting shack. "Okay, I know it's in here somewhere." I began to look around for my dad's lantern, he always kept it in here but he was always kept on moving it.

"Ah, there it is!" walking over to a shelf, I pulled down my dad's old lantern and gave it a few shakes. It still had some oil in it. Giving a few pumps, I pulled out the box of matches that was nearby and lit the lantern up. Instantly I was bathed in a glow of warm light and a smile came across my face.

Once I was able to see, I looked around the shack for anything useful. i picked up a few old towel rags, a bottle of peroxide and my dad's hunting knife just to be on the safe side. Placing the knife and bottle in my back pockets, I took the rags and lantern in my hands and traveled back to the barn.

Squeezing between the doors, I entered to see the figure lying on his side with the blue liquid still slowly coming from him. Closing the door behind me, I stepped towards him and he turned to face me. I was a little startled to see his face but all in all, I was blown away.

His face was completely metal, just like the rest of his body, his body was relatively slim and he had this one red stride going up from his forehead to past his head. "My appearance is a little overwhelming I presume?"

Snapping out of my thought, I shook my head. "No, it's just … different." He nodded and placed his head down on the ground.

Placing the lantern on a shelf nearby, I walked over to him with the rags in one hand and the peroxide in the other. "Where did you get hurt?" I asked. He didn't look at me or even open his eyes but he lifted his arms away from his middle to show a long gash across it. Gasping in surprise, I took a closer look at his middle.

It wasn't the cut that got me, it was the fact at how swelled out his middle was. Looking at it reminded me of what my mom looked like before my little brother was born. I wanted to ask him if it was what I was thinking but I pushed the thought away thinking he might take it as an offense.

Stepping closer, I used one of the rags to wipe away the blue liquid and dabbed another one with the peroxide and began to clean the wound. "Gah, that hurts!" The figure hissed but still yet again, he refused to look at me. Did he really have that much of an ego that he didn't even want to look at me?

"Sorry, but it's the only idea I have to clean your wound. I've never seen a cut like this before." The figure chuckled and smiled. "Not everyone gets to see a giant metal monster everyday now do they?" Monster? What was he talking about, he wasn't a monster. Maybe a giant and a big bully but everybody is at some point.

"You're not a monster." this actually gave me a glance from him. His eyes looked at me with such intensity that I thought he was reading my mind. But it didn't last long because he quickly groaned in pain and looked away.

Looking down at the cut, I saw that the area around it was tightening up. Placing my hand on his swollen middle, I felt the warmth it was giving off and I also felt what must have been muscle tightening up. Moving my hand around must have irritated him because he gently swatted me away. "Don't touch me! Just clean my wounds and get it over with."

I could tell he was hiding something, I could feel it in his voice. Returning to my task, I thought that we should break the silence. "So, what's your name? Because I really don't think it's 'Metal Brain'."

The figure chuckled again, and opened his eyes, but still not looking at me. "Starscream." A smile came across my face, his name was different but I always liked different. "That's a nice name." putting one of the rags into the cut to stop his bleeding, I turned to him to see that he was smiling.

"And what is yours. I know your name isn't 'Fleshling'." I smiled as I pulled out another rag. "Autumn" Starscream smiled, "like your earth's season am I correct?" I nodded "Yeah, that's why I was named that. I was born on the first day of Autumn." Starscream chuckled again and looked down at me.

"You humans sure have originality." I giggled back, "And what about your kind? Are they just as original as we are?" Starscream smiled, "Sometimes." Giving my head a slight nod, I walked around to his backside.

His back was covered in little cuts that oozed with his blue blood. Giving off a sigh I dampened one of the rags. "Is something the matter?" Starscream asked me. "You have a lot of cuts back here. It may take me a while and it's going to sting."

Starscream was silent for a moment but he gave a little shrug. "Continue then." Pushing the damp rag into one of the cuts, Starscream gave off a slight yelp and I quickly pulled away. "Sorry." "No you're fine, it just... stung a little." knowing that I had not hurt him, I continued on with my task.

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It took me a while but I managed to place a rag in each of Starscream's cuts to stop the bleeding. But the one thing I noticed while I was working on his cuts was that every now and again Starscream would give off a gasp or a groan in pain. Walking over to the front side of him, I saw that there was a small puddle of his blue blood coming from between his legs.

Fearing the worst, I looked up at Starscream's face. It was mixed between pain and agony rolled into one.

"Starscream, I need to ask you something?" Opening his eyes, I saw tears forming and slid down his face. "W-what is it?" "Starscream are you-" but I was cut off by a loud splash.

Both Starscream and I looked down at his legs and saw that the small puddle had now become an even bigger one.

"By The All Spark! Not Now!" Starscream shouted and scrunched his face in pain. I no longer needed him to answer my question, I already knew it. "You're Pregnant."

Starscream laughed crazily and dug his claws into the ground. "in human terms, yes I am." But he was cut sort as he yelped out in pain. Many thing zoomed in my head but the one loudest of them all was that I needed to help him as best as I could.

"Spread your legs." Starscream opened his eyes and looked at me oddly at my request. "I beg your pardon?!" he said and finished with a painful groan. "lie on your back and Spread your legs Metal Brain. Whatever it is you're having its coming fast and you know it."Starscream paused for a moment then nodded.

Slowly he turned onto his back and spread his legs wide enough for me to me to go by. Stepping between his legs, I was kind of puzzled at what I was doing. 'I don't know anything about this guy' I thought 'and I certainly don't know how, whatever this thing is, is going to come out.' From what I could tell was that Starscream was losing a lot of blood from his … 'you know-where' and something was slowly making its presence known.

"What … what do you see?" Starscream asked shakily. "Uh … something's coming out and coming fast." Starscream sighed heavily and slammed his head hard into the ground. Listening to his breathing, Starscream's breaths were going from quick and heavy to slow and shallow. Something inside me clicked and I patted Starscream on his leg.

"You need to get your breathing under control." Starscream slammed his fist into the dirt and groaned "How do you expect me to do that Fleshling?!" Mentally slapping myself and I gave a sigh. "Take deep even breathe and try not to hold it in until I say so." Surprisingly Starscream listened to my words and finally got his breathing on a steady pace.

Looking back at what was coming; I sighed and looked back at Starscream. "Okay, on the count of three I want you to give me a nice hard push and hold it till I saw so. Got it?" Snapping his eyes shut, Starscream nodded. "And I'm not going to lie, it's going to hurt." Starscream only nodded again and I prepared myself for anything.

"Okay then. 1 … 2 … 3!" Cupping my hands around my ears I tried to block out the high pitched scream that came from Starscream. He was sure living up to his name now.

Mentally counting in my head, I went at a steady beet until I finally reached ten. "Stop! You can Stop now!" as Starscream silenced himself, I rubbed my temples. "You need to be quiet. If my dad hears you he'll bring out his magnum." Starscream nodded but I really think he wasn't listening.

Turning my attention to the my objective, I saw that Starscream had made quite progress. The head was almost out but what scared me was how much of Starscream's blood he was losing.

"Okay, you ready?" Starscream gave a slight nod and I nodded back. "1 … 2 … 3!" AGAIN with the screaming! At least this time I didn't have to block my ears.

Watching closely, I saw how the little, whatever it was, slowly began to come forward. Once the head was out I told Starscream to stop. "Okay, things are going to be a little bit more painful now. You're just going to have to bear with me okay?" receive no reply but an angry groan; I turned back to my task.

Counting to Starscream again, I listened to him scream bloody murder. Slowly the thing came forward and I could see its shoulders. "Primus! Get out of me!" Starscream continued to shout random words, which I thought might be curses in his own language. Then after a while, the shoulders popped out and Starscream sighed with Relief.

"Okay, it's all downhill from here. You just need to give me one good hard push and this will all be over." Starscream seemed happy to hear this and gave me an eager nod.

Counting off one last time, Starscream shouted even louder than before. Trying my best to not listen to his screams, I held my hands on the little thing as it slowly dame forward. "Out! I said get out of me you little parasite!" As Starscream struggled with his breathing, he gave one last High pitch scream before it was replaced by another.

I gasped out in surprise at what lay in my arms. It was nothing more but a smaller version of Starscream, about the size of my four year old brother, but was completely black with the same red metal strip on his forehead but instead of having a metal body this little thing had wires and large cables coursing through his body. And right in the middle of its chest was a small blue crystal that gave off a light hum.

I smiled sweetly at the little thing; it was extremely cute in its own way. Looking back at Starscream, I saw that the little guy was still connected to him by a wire that was fused to the little guy's middle. Remembering of the knife I had, I pulled it out and cut the cord. The little thing gave off a small whine and I noticed that its body temperature was dropping like the snow outside.

Not even caring if I froze, I pulled off my jacket and placed it around the small thing. As soon as it was safely in my coat, it stopped its whining and gently took a hold of my hand. I don't know what came over me but as soon as it took my hand, I felt a rush of warmth come over me and I think my heart skipped a beat.

But as this was both painful and odd feeling, it also felt … pleasant. "How is it?" Hearing Starscream's voice pulled me out of my pleasurable moment and I wandered over to Starscream's side. As I reached him, he had already turned back onto his side and was breathing very slowly.

Stepping close enough for him to see the little thing, I watched as he shyly smiled. Before I knew it, Starscream had lifted me off the ground and placed me near his chest. "you'll freeze without you protective skin on."

it took me a moment to figure out that he meant my coat but I smiled. "It's okay. The little guy needed it more than I did." Starscream nodded and gently brought his other hand up and began to rub the little thing's cheek. "Do you know what it is?" I asked.

Starscream nodded. "It is a male Sparkling." at least I finally figured out what this little guy was called. Leaning my head against Starscream's chest, I listened closely to the same soft hum that was also coming from the little Sparkling.

"What are you going to call him?" Starscream shook his head. "I haven't the slightest idea. I never really got a chance to think of one." I gave it a quick thought and I had the perfect name for him.

"How about Starshadow?" Starscream looked puzzled by my idea. "He's as dark as a shadow. And your name begins with Star so put one and one together." Starscream laughed lightly then smiled.

"Starshadow. I think that will do just fine." I smiled and yawned loudly. It was extremely late and I needed to go to sleep but I didn't want to leave. Somehow this, being next to Starscream and Starshadow, felt right.

"We should get some sleep." Starscream nodded and slowly his eyes closed. Looking down at Starshadow, I saw he had done the same thing and was breathing in little squeaks. Closing my eyes, I let Starscream's warm metal body seep into me and I listened to the comforting sound of the hum coming from his chest and the squeaks coming from Starshadow before I soon drifted off into a silent slumber.

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Just a little FYI: that odd feeling that happened when Starshadow took her hand was in my vision the way a human Spark-bonds with Transformer. You know in some stories there are Spark mates and they've been bonded for life, well this is my idea of what happens if they bond with a human. I'll explain more in later CHPTRs. Until then, Girl Supersonicboy OUT! ;-)