Title: Daughter of Cybertron

Rating: T

Summary: A girl gets her life torn away from her when two men kidnap her on the streets of Detroit. Now she must live and deal with the aftermath that has turned her into a freak. Shunned by the people, she gets help from an unexpected source. However, an interesting development is discovered while in the care of others and she finds herself for the first time with a family.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing that title will always belong to Hasbro.

Okay, so this is a request fic for TehMarishal. It took me a while to get this first part the way I want it, but this is only a prologue to what is to come. So I hope you enjoy it TehMarishal and everyone else as well.

It was almost as if something were calling out to him, something that he couldn't explain very well. It was a pull within his spark, telling him that something was coming, something that would change his very existence.

Prowl stood on the edge of the city, looking out over the lake hoping to find some solitude to why he was feeling this way. Ever since he and the other four autobot's woke up, he felt different. Different then what he usually felt back on Cybertron, or even repairing spacebridges.

It happened after the first fight with that strange monster, back at Sumdac Tower. The thing had eaten away at his armor and started praying into his processor. The monster took some part of him, Prowl had felt it while trapped within.

Since then he never felt the same, even his spark could tell something was not right.

Prowl kept this feeling to himself at all times, no needing to alarm his comrades. They had enough to worry about with the ever-growing threat of decepticons. Starscream had already revealed himself to the autobot's and the others wondered if more were coming.

But to Prowl that's wasn't what he was worrying about, no it was this nagging feeling in his spark. The more he dwelled on it, the more the feeling spread through out him.

Something was coming and that something was coming soon. One thing was for certain Prowl was going to be ready for it, no matter what happened.

"LET ME GO. I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T YOU'LL REGRET IT YOU OVERSIZED PIECE OF SHIT. LET ME GO." Elizabeth screamed trying to break away from her kidnappers.

She, Lizy had just been released from foster care and was on her way to an appointment to look at an apartment. But as she was walking down the sidewalk a white van screeched to a halt beside her.

One minute she was on the sidewalk and the next she was hauled into the van by two men. There they bound and gagged her, preventing her from making any noise.

Lizy glared at the man in the back through out the whole ride, until the van screeched to another halt.

They had both grabbed a hold of her and took her out of the van and into a big building. During the process her gagged had fallen out and she had made good use of it.

"I SWEAR I'LL CALL THE COPS IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO. YOU FUCKERS WILL BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE, YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT HIT YOU." She continued to scream as they brought her into a big room.

"Such language does not suite you my dear," someone spoke with slight amusement.

Lizy turned her head to the left and saw a man with wild hair and glasses over his eyes. She couldn't see his details to well, due to him being in the shadows. But she could definitely make out the wild mess atop his head.

'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHERE THE HELL AM I?" she demanded as the two men dropped her onto her back.

She tried to make a break for it, but still being bound it was almost impossible to do. Each man grabbed a hold of her each of her legs and spread them, before strapping them down.

Lizy kept her fear at bay, as another strap was set over her stomach and again for each of her arms and hands. One man moved his hand to close to her mouth and she bit his finger hard.

Blood squirted into her mouth, which she spat out as the man pulled back and growled. The other one snickered before putting a final strap over her forehead, keeping her securely locked in place.

"Is everything set?" the man with the wild hair asked slightly irritated.

The two kidnappers nodded as they backed away from Lizy, who glared at each in turn, hoping they would drop dead from it. No such luck.

There was a click and she turned her gaze upward and saw a mechanic thing coming down towards her.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET ME GO." She could no longer hide her fear as it came closer and closer.

A shiny needle was at the end of it, the light glint off the silver medal as it moved closer.

Her hands curled and uncurled, hoping to find some small opening for her hand to slip through. It was no use the straps were too tight.

The last thought that Lizy had before the needle pricked her was that she was going to die.

The needle went through her left arm and she screamed for all she was worth, before the black void of darkness took a hold of her world.

Author Notes: Again, this is only the prologue and more will be up soon, I promise. Until then let me know what you think, by hitting that little review button just below this. Much thanks!