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Aurum POV
I knew I was dreaming, but it felt so real. 'Running till I can't run anymore. That's my life. My horrible, horrible life. I'm an Autobot but they don't help me. I might as well be without a faction, or 'neutral,' as Optimus would say. I wear an Autobot insignia but I'm about as Autobot as Arachnid would be. I had a sister, Argentum, but she's dead now. She voted for the Decepticon cause but was taken prisoner and killed in the war. She would've loved Earth. All the elements under the earth would've somehow found her. She has that power. She's like a giant magnet. She looks like a magnet too. She's mainly silver but has red highlights. But there's no use obsessing over what might have been if your older sister didn't decide to get herself killed in a war by picking the losing side. Why, why did she have to join them? Sure it was safer at the time, and all her friends joined them, but why her? She should have known that the Autobots would have saved her, not let her get hurt. The Autobots had always helped and cared for their team, none of them were expendable like on the Decepticons.' I tossed and turned and woke up screaming, I was lucky my friends and family came to my side.
ARGENTUM POV
Grrr… curse this earth technology. It's full of bugs and glitches and a mess of codes that my mind does not want to work on deciphering. Why did Shockwave stick me with this stupid thing? Aurum could've figured it out in a second. She's good like that. Too bad her 'heart of gold' decided the Autobots were the way to go. The Decepticons could have saved her. Megatron may seem mean most of the time, but sometimes he can be tolerable. I just wish he could be nice like when I first joined. But then again, all the mechs were drooling over me. Those stupid Autobots got her killed by sticking her in the front lines. She was too young! I tried to convince her to join me and the Decepticons so she wouldn't get hurt. But my beautiful sister wanted what she wanted. I remember her paint job. Gold with blue flecks like freckles. You could see the wires. I'm a Decepticon. I use my powers to search for relics and scrap metal under the earth. All I want is my sister back. I don't care about Autobots or Decepticons. Any price. I'll pay any price. But I know that will never happen, not as long as Megatron is alive. He would never let me leave. Because, once a Decepticon, always a Decepticon.
Aurum POV
"Aurum, come on. It's time to go." said Arcee gently. "I know you want your sister back, but obsessing over the Nemesis won't bring her back." I knew Arcee understood my pain, but I couldn't hold myself in. Arcee was like a big sister to me, and I knew she cared for me as if I was her little sister. She has done nothing but help me since the day my sister joined the Decepticons.
"But Smokescreen says he saw a silver femme with red highlights onboard! Its Argentum, I know it! Ohh, Arcee, just a little more time!" I pleaded. I knew if I tried enough, she would let me go. What are fake sisters for?
"Fine…. Wait, scratch that. It's our turn to board the warship to see what we can find. I'll let you go, but stay close, I will not allow you to get hurt." Arcee replied. I was giddy with excitement at the chance to see my sister, even if she couldn't see me.
"Ratchet, I need a bridge," Arcee commed to Ratchet, "It's my turn to investigate the Nemesis." A few moments later, I saw a swirling green-blue portal appear. Arcee and I stepped through and disappeared. Ratchet had bridged us right into Megatrons vault. Through one of the windows, Arcee and I saw a silver femme with red highlights talking to Shockwave. Arcee turned on her supersonic recording device to pick up the conversation the two Decepticons were having.
"No, for the last time, we don't have any…" The femme faltered when she thought she saw my face peering through the window. I wasn't supposed to be peeking, so when she blinked, I disappeared. "arms. No more extra arms" she finished. Shockwave just turned around and left. Neither Shockwave nor the femme saw the swirling green-blue portal open, swallow up Arcee and I, and then close. When we returned to base, I immediately ran to my quarters while Arcee briefed everyone on the adventure on the warship. I heard scary, brave, foolish, 'She peeked!', and other things from the gathered bots.
Smokescreen came barreling past me screaming "What did I miss?"
"Nothing important," I answered.
"Uh, okay, Optimus wanted to see how the mission went," Smokescreen told me.
I stared at the picture of Argentum and me smiling together, and whispered "I will find you. I will always find you," before bolting down the halls to Optimus' office.
ARGENTUM POV
The end of the world started when I saw a bot that looked just like Aurum peering through the vault window. Due to that, I messed up while talking to Shockwave, who reported me to Megatron, who referred me to Knockout for a mental evaluation.
The way he put it was "Shockwave has reported that you have been faltering while speaking, looking at things that don't exist, and obsessing over your dead sister. You will report to Knockout for a mental exam because we can't have our second-in-command killed because she's hallucinating, now can we?" I reluctantly trudged to Knockout and he made a point of explaining how much damage each tool could do to my brain if I wasn't careful.
"This one can rip your spark out if you move too much." He said.
"How about if you talk too much?" I snapped "Please say it'll make you shut up, because you're on my last nerve! And if it doesn't, my fist has just the thing. I have installed the Knock-Out-be quiet-device-that-rips-out-voice-boxes." We trudged in silence the rest of the way to the lab. He knew I never joked about these things. Just ask the Vehicon who wouldn't leave me alone. Until now though, I never knew how silent hate could be. When we arrived in the lab, Knockout strapped me to the table as an extra precaution.
"Can't have your feisty spirit be the death of you Argentum! But I sure wouldn't miss you," then he poked me with something and I blacked out. He probably enjoyed because the last thing I saw was a devious smile on his face. When I woke up, I heard Knock Out talking to Megatron.
"Perfectly stable, sadly," Knock Out told Megatron.
"Well, when she wakes up, tell her to immediately return to her duties helping Shockwave," Megatron replied.
"Yes my liege." Knocked bowed and Megatron left the med bay.
As soon as Megatron was out of earshot, Knock Out screamed, "Get up, you miserable wench! Go do your duties!"
"Fine, fine. It sure looks like someone got up on the wrong side of the berth," I replied. And I left. I honestly have never doubted my choice to join the Decepticons, no matter how mean they were to me. I did form some strong friendships with some of them. Starscream was like my best friend. And Breakdown and Dreadwing were also nice to me, too bad those too have become one with the Allspark. Oh how I missed all those I had lost because of this stupid war.