Hello there! Karybear1 here. Just wanted to thank you for being interested in my story:D. This is my first time writing a story for public eyes, and I'm very nervous. I warn you that English isn't my first language. So i apologize in advance for any and all grammar and mistakes. I've worked hard to make this as good as i could.
Okay, so this is a romance Autobot/OC story. At first I was in a bit of a rut in deciding which Autobot to choose, but I've decided to take the easy road and chose Bumblebee. But if Bee' isn't your cup of tea. Don't worry; I plan on making other stories featuring the bots.
Now this story has Inuyasha influences (Its and anime/manga with the demons and magic. But it's not a crossover. The inuyasha characters will stay in their respected universe. The Bayverse is just a bit AU. Now on to the Story! Please enjoy, review or follow, or don't. I don't mind either way :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my darling Ren and the plot.
Prologue
Fear. That is what I felt. The unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is likely to cause pain, or is a threat. I had rarely held fear in my short life. The most threatening thing I had encountered until then was the imaginary monsters under the bed or in the closet. Which were easily defeated by my father's soothing voice.
But they were a real threat. They wanted to cause pain.
My father was not considered a kind demon. He was cunning and intimidating. This alone earned him many enemies, or so I assume. These enemies are the ones who have taken it upon themselves to get rid of my father.
On a seemingly normal night in my home. My mother was helping me get ready for bed; my father, in his study finishing up on paper work. It was normal, peaceful.
It had all happened so fast to me. One moment my mother was brushing my silvery white hair that faded to a blood red at the ends. And the next, there was a loud popping noise sounding from somewhere in the house. My mother's clawed hand taking my smaller one and dragging me to the back yard, before looking into my scared and confused golden eyes and telling me to run and not look back.
I might have been only seven, but I knew not to question her. So I ran straight into the forest behind our house. I kept running.
For the next few days I kept going. I had barely stopped moving since that night. Afraid that if I stopped, the people that invaded my home would catch me.
Eventually I came across a field; a park like place with pretty flowers and insects flying around. 'Maybe there's some food around.' I thought to myself while scooping the open field for any edible items. Spotting a berry bush, the kind I had in my backyard. I headed straight for it; but being more carnivore than anything else, I paused for a few seconds. But was either eat berries or go hungry; I choose the berries. So, I started picking the ripe ones and placing them into my mouth. As I was stuffing myself with berries, an object came flying through the bush, hitting me square in the face.
I lost my balance and fell back on my but pinching my tail under me. "Owwww" I moaned. Rubbing my forehead with my hand.
"I'll get it" yelled a boyish voice from behind the bush. I froze in place thinking that it might be someone dangerous. I watched in horror as a figure came around the bush looking for the offending ball that now lay harmlessly on my lap. Once the figure appeared in my line of sight, I noticed two things;
One: It was a human boy. A skinny, brown-haired, green-eyed boy that looked around my age.
Two: He looked very very very confused.
Deciding that he was harmless, I stood from my spot and approached him slowly. Clutching the ball in my hand. The boys eyes widened when he saw the cat-like ears on top of my head. Opening his mouth to call for one of his parents most likely.
However, before he could make a sound, I leaped forward. Knocking him to the ground and landed on top of him with my hands on his mouth; keeping him from making any loud noise.
"Shhhhhhh, please don't tell anyone I'm here" I whisper yelled, looking straight into his wide green eyes.
"Mmhmhnnn" He tried to say against my hand. I tilted my head a bit, not understanding why he continued to try to talk when I told him not too. 'Boys' I thought mentally shaking my head. "Okay, I'll let you go but you have to promise not to tell anyone; they might hurt me if they think I'm dangerous" I reasoned with pleading eyes.
After an intense starring contest by seven-year-old standards. He finally caved in and nodded. "Okay" I said slowly removing my hand from his mouth ready to put it back if he tried anything. I eyed him warily as he twitched under me; looking uncomfortable.
"Can you get off me now?" he asked with a frown. I blushed and hurried off of the poor boy mumbling a sorry.
"I'm Sam by the way." He said while getting into cross-legged possession in front of me. "I'm Ren" I said back with a small smile.
"Okay, now tell me why you're here all dirty and in pyjamas?" Sam asked eyeing my purple with white rabbit pj's. Now covered in dirt and leaves from the days spent in the forest.
My face fell in sadness, eyes filling with tears "My home was attacked." I stammered, tears falling. "They k-k-killed my m-m-mom and dad" I cried, completely ignoring him and diving into my own sadness.
Then I felt a hand patting my head. "H-Hey don't cry. They're not going to hurt you" Sam tried to comfort; wrapping his arms around me, bringing me into a hug. I continued to sob into him, and he patted my back in comfort whispering encouraging words.
When my cries lessened into sniffles, I pulled back, rubbing my eyes with the backs of my hands. "Thanks" I mumbled. I looked up at him as his face formed a sad smile. I smiled back not wanting to say anything else on the subject.
Suddenly his sad smile changed into a happy one. "Do you want to be my friend?" he exclaimed without warning. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open a bit.
"What?" I asked surprised by the sudden question.
"Do you want to be my friend?" he repeated, an expectant look coming to his face as he waited for my answer.
"Uhh, Okay I'll be your friend. But why would you want to be friends with me?" I asked confused.
His smile grew, slapping together his hands and rubbing them like an evil scientist. "Because, if you're my friend then you can come and live with me!" He said as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"You want me to live with you?" I asked eyes widening.
"Of course! We're friends right? Why wouldn't I want you to live with me?" he asked with a smile.
"Oh I don't know, maybe the fact that your parents might kill me for being a demon." I responded with narrowed eyes.
Sam merely smiled at my reaction. "Don't worry about that, they don't need to know that you're a demon." He said. "I know that demons with drawings on their face can turn into animals. You have that black fire thing on your forehead and those red lines on your cheeks so you can turn into an animal. What kind of demon are you anyway?" He asked after his little demonology lesson.
"I'm a dog demon; I can turn into a dog whenever I want. It is bigger than normal dogs though." I responded. "But what does my demon form have to do with anything?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "It has everything to do with it. Because you're scared that my parents will hurt you if we tell them you're a demon. You can pretend to be a dog. They won't even know the difference. This way you have a home and a new family. And best of all you'll have me! A friend." He said happy with his seemingly fool proof plan. "Plus my mom loves dogs so shell let you live with us. He continued.
By the time he finished his speech my eyes were almost popping out of my head. "You would lie to your parents just to help me?" I asked in disbelief. 'Who would ever lie to their parents?'
"Of course, I'd do anything for a friend." He said with a smile. I couldn't believe it. This boy who I just met, was willing to go behind his parents back and possibly endanger himself and his family for someone he just met and declared a friend. He is a rare person to find. Someone like that should be protected; at that moment, I promised that I would. I would be his friend and stay at his side until he no longer needs me.
After making my little vow, I smiled back at him "Then in that case, I'll do it. I'll be your friend and companion." I said offering him my hand to shake. He smiled broadly and took my hand in his "Great" he grinned.
With that I stepped back closed my eyes and started to concentrate on my demon form. Being born in my demon form made it easy, I've transformed many times since I was a younger pup. I pictured my silvery white coat with reddish-brown hues on top of my head and back and my furry paws. Warmth surrounded me as I felt myself shrinking. When I opened my eyes, I looked up to see Sam much taller than he was a minute ago. Wagging my tail I gave him a toothy grin happy for another successful transformation.
Sam just stared in amazement. "That was awesome," he said smiling like a mad man. Then his smile fell a bit. "You're not as big as I thought you would be" he said looking down at me.
I rolled my eyes as best I could. "Of course not I'm still just a pup. But when I grow up I'll be a lot bigger" I explained
His eyes widened "You can talk in dog form!?" he all but yelled. I nodded responding with a simple "yes". He smiled walking u to my ad patting my head a bit then scratching behind my ear.
"Cool. It'll be easier to communicate now" he said "Come on lets go introduce you to mom" Sam moved around me to pick up the ball that started this all "Okay get ready" he said starting to leave from our spot behind the bush. He started to run towards a figure that was quite a distance from the bush. I followed dutifully behind.
"Mom! Mom! Look at what I found!" Sam yelled as we finished our approach. "looklooklook mom, isn't she cute! Can we keep her please please please please PLEASE!" He begged the woman who I assume was his mother. She was pretty with an average build, copper colored hair and a kind smile. Said woman smiled hesitantly at her son. "Oh, Sam I don't know… you know how your father feels about strays" she tried to reason.
My ears flattened against my head. I whined and tried to put on the saddest puppy face I could manage, looking straight at her. Sam must have caught on to what I was trying to do because he too put on the saddest puppy face he could muster. Together we whined and begged at his mother.
She was quite surprised; a conflicted look coming to her face. On one hand, convincing her husband Ron wouldn't be the most enjoyable experience but then again making up with her husband would be a very enjoyable experience. On the other hand keeping the adorable husky-like puppy would make both her and Sam happy. She had always been a dog person. The pup could give her company in the house while her husband was at work and son at school. Yes, it would be worth it.
"Please mom, she'll be good I promise, I can train her to do lots of things! She can even be a guard dog" Sam offered.
After a minute that felt more like an eternity of her stare, her shoulders sagging in mock defeat. "Fine, we can keep her" she sighed
"YES!" Sam yelled jumping up and down. I barked and waged my tail, running circles around Sam as he jumped. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou" he squealed happily.
"It's alright sweetie as long as you're happy, but if she pees in the house your cleaning it up." She warned standing from her knelled position "Ok" he responded.
She smiled at her ecstatic son, happy to see him smile like that. A cool breeze brought her out of her head as she looked down at her wristwatch. Seeing the time; she looked back at Sam and the new addition to the family who were running around in victory. "Come on Sam, it's time to go home I have to start dinner." She said turning to the direction the parking lot is in. "So what are we going to name her?" She asked glancing down at the puppy that walked at his right.
"Her name is Ren." He answered immediately. Smiling down at his new friend, who gave him another toothy grin. "Hmm, interesting name" she said as they reached the car. "Come on hop in you two, Sam remember too put on your seat belt."
"Okay" Sam responded, opening the back left door and letting his me hop in first. When we finished seating himself, I took the liberty of sitting right next to him, and laying my head on his lap. Getting into a comfortable position.
On the drive to Sam's house, I took the opportunity that his mother was busy arguing with the radio. "I can't believe it worked' I whispered.
"Me neither, but I'm happy it did" he whispered back taking his right hand and scratching behind my ear. We continued our quiet conversation all the way to his home. Even afterward, till it was bedtime.
And that folks, Is how I met my best friend and brother: Samuel Witwicky. He gave me a home, a family and for that, I will forever grateful.
So that's it, Any thoughts, comments, suggestions?
The image on the cover is what Ren looks like. Shes a pup in this part but shes full grown in chapter 1. She's a lot bigger as an adult than the picture shown so just imagine Grate Dane with that body.
This was edited on: January 13, 2017
-With all my love
Karybear1