For those of you that did read LIT-TIL (I'm working on editing and rewriting parts of it.) you will recognize the first part of this chapter.

VEIWER DESCRETION IS ADVISED FOR THIS CHAPTER.

WARNING! CHILD ABUSE, TORTURE, LANGUAGE, AND BIGOTRY.

*glares at muse* I will never know why I did this to my OC and I feel overly guilty for writing it. In fact it still makes me angry... Grrr...

In case Anyone is curious, Ollie is from Texas. As to how Blue got to Texas? Well... that's for several other chapters. More than likely I will alternate the past in between chapters every so often...

..Oh and ATM Bluestreak hasn't caught up to date with the anatomy translations... so I had to accommodate to what his processor is thinking.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.


Chapter 1: Adversity

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The Present, Austin Texas

Jacen Oliver Knox was running hard. His bare feet bloody and torn digging harshly in the dirt as he tried to put some space between him and those who were pursuing him. He tripped over a random pipe, sending him sprawling into the dirt, stones and metal bits biting into his bare bruised and bleeding flesh...

"Release the dog." a gruff voice said loudly somewhere in the distance. Oliver's eyes widened as he painfully scrambled to his feet and continued to run deeper into the scrap metal piles. When he finally came to a dead end he cursed and searched for anything to defend himself... finding nothing he began to climb the piled cars as the dog, a large bloodhound caught his bare ankle and pulled on him.

Oliver cried out as pain blossomed in from the dog's sharp canines . He lost his grip on the wall and fell to the metal strewn earth below landing harshly on the attacking beast. Oliver let out a growl as he kicked at the dog with his free leg. "Le' go of me!" he yelled kicking at his cousin's dog.

"Found ya, ya perverted little fuck." His uncle Isaac spat on him as he caught a handful of Oliver's hair in his hand and lifted the boy up. Oliver hissed at the pain as he flailed his free limbs out trying to break free as more hands caught his own, forcing them behind his back as his own brothers tied his wrists together... He screamed at them earning a harsh punch in the jaw.

His uncle held his head so that he could look forward as his father Jedidiah walked forward with a grimace written across his face. Tears came to Oliver's eyes as he saw the hatred in his father's eyes. "D-Dad..." He tried to speak around the blood that was pooling in his mouth.

It earned him a punch in the gut as his brother Thomas growled, "Shut up."

"Ah knew you were nothin' but a worthless piece of shit." His brother Kane punched him in the head. "Nothing but a fuckin' faggot."

"Fa-ther P-Please make th-them stop." Oliver spat up more blood.

"Don' ya dare call me tha'." his father growled as he lunged forward with the cattle prod in his hand. The others quickly released him before the prod struck home on the boy's flesh. Oliver let out a pained screech as it made contact. He collapsed on the metal behind him, his body convulsing from the electricity coursing through his veins.

As he lay there slumped against the metal, his muscles twitching. His brothers and uncle sneered at him, his uncle holding the dog back as it snarled after it's prey. His father spat on him, his disgust for his son evident in his every motion... "Ya are not my son." HIs father growled as he lunged again with the cattle prod.

Oliver watched as the cattle prod came his way and ducked narrowly as it slid over his head and into the metal of the old car behind him...

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Blue woke to a jolt of around 5 million volts coursed through him pulling him slowly from the tormentful oblivion his mind had fallen in while in stasis. As his systems came online what he found was appalling. A young human mech lay naked in his protoform, filthy and leaking lifefluids, twitching as he whimpered in pain, being tormented by four older ones bearing a familial resemblance to the younger one.

"D-d-dad Please!" The boy stuttered, red pouring from his lips as he weakly begged.

"Ah told ya to fuckin' shut up ya hell spawned bastard. Ya are no longer any son of mine ya queer." The man delivered a harsh kick to the younglings stomach, before setting more electricity throught the battered boy's youngling screeched through clenched denta.

Blue quivered in rage as he could take no more. The metal on top of his alt-mode began to fall as he began to shift. The mechs yelled and ran to a safer distance before turning to stared in horror at the Autobot. It was only when he aimed his rifle at them that they continued to run. Blue turned back to the youngling, who lay on the ground cowering with his hands over his head, his body shaking from what could only be shock if Blue's scans were correct. Returning to his Alt-mode he activated his holoform and walked over to the boy.

"You require medical attention. I'll get you to the medics, you just need to hang on okay? " Blue said as he slid his arms under the boy and carried him to his alt-mode. "Just try to hold on... Can you tell me you designation?"

"O-Oliver... Wh-who are y-ya? Wh-what are y-ya?"

Blue went on to explain the whole Autobot/Decepticon spiel before he finally found a hospital...

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"Do you have any idea how this happened to your brother Mr..."

"Ariete. And honestly I went out to look for him and found him like this... in the junk yard. I always told him his sculpture art would be the death of him... I didn't think it would be literally."

An optic ridge arched on the medic's stern face as she glanced over the chart at him. "You do realize he has a cracked jaw, a lacerated ankle, two cracked ribs, a mild concussion, and various burns on his body? Not to mention the internal bleeding he is suffering. I highly doubt they're from an accident."

Blue's processor went fast over possible and plausible answers to give the doctor. Finally sighing he replied, "It's our father. Worse if he finds out that he is alive I wouldn't put it past him to try to offline him. Alerting the authorities will only put my brother back into his reach for him to finish the job so please... don't finish that call. Please. At least not tonight... not until he wakes up."

The woman bit her lip as she stared at him. "I'll leave it until the morning. But if your father shows up I can't deny him rights to see your brother unless you allow me to inform them.

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Bluestreak could feel his holoform beginning to fritz from the lack of energy the next morning. He was sitting next to the berth that the boy was laying in, his processor halfway to recharging when a servo poked him in the forehelm.

"Ya awake n dere?" the boy asked in a somewhat slurred voice.

Blue smiled. "You're awake! how are you feeling? Are you in pain? Do I need to get the medic? Let me go get the medic-" Blue scrambled to get out of the chair.

A hand gripped the soft armor of his holoform tightly. "No... Please don't." Blue blinked at the boy. The boy's optics held a combination of fear and confusion as he stared back at him. "Tell me... because last nigh's a lil fuzzy... did Ah really see what Ah saw last nigh'?"

"...Yes."

Tears had began to pool in the boy's optics before he closed them, his grip on Blue weakening. After several minutes the boy spoke again. "Why did ya save me?"

The question rocked him as Blue shook his helm. "Why not? What your mech creator and your kin were doing was wrong. They should have never tried to offline you. I don't know what was running through their processors when they were hurting you but I couldn't let them-"

"You shoulda let 'em kill me.." the despondent tone nearly broke Blue's spark as he froze and stared down at the boy. "Ah'm just a mistake tha' they were tryin' ta fix."

"That is slag and you know it. Life is to be treasured not thrown away recklessly."

"Ah'm broken an filled with sin tha' is enough for me ta have earned tha' fuckin' punishment!" Oliver yelled as he glared at him. "Ah don' deserve to live with what Ah am. Ah'm just so fuckin' wrong that I don' deserve ta be alive."

"... Tell what it is that you have done that is such a crime that you don't think you deserve to live." Blue said quietly.

"Because Ah'm... Ah'm gay." The boy said as he stared at him expectantly. Bluestreak, bless his poor spark and broken relays just merely lbinked back at the boy, unsure what the boy was going on about.

He raised an optic ridge. "And this is a bad thing?"

"... Ya don't really get what I mean do ya?"

"Can't say that I do."

The boy shifted slightly on the bed cringing as pain shot up his back from the whip marks and burns that peppered it. Blue reached to press the call button one of the nurses had shown him but the boy shook his head. "Don'. Ah don' wan' any drugs." he said through clenched teeth.

"Just tell me what's so wrong with being gay?"

"It means tha' Ah don' like girls."

Blue frowned at this. He had heard the humans passing his altmode mention this term... "So you don't like femmes?"

"No... And it is something tha' my father an' family can' forgive. It's wrong, Ah'm wrong." the boy closed his optics as the tears had returned.

Blue gently reached over and gripped the boy's chin, the youth's green optics snapping open to gaze into his own blue ones. "There is nothing wrong with you Oliver. You are just as you are supposed to be and if your familial unit can't see it then that is their loss. Now please stop talking about wanting to offline. I only want to see you get better."

Confusion lit the boy's face. "But why? Why would ya care abou' me?"

"Because you look like you could use a friend." Blue said as he sat back down in the seat beside the berth. "And besides, you're the first human that I've met that hasn't screamed at the sight of-" Blue wandered off as his attention was drawn back to his altmode... There were three squad cars that had pulled into the parking lot... Along with the boy's sire.

"We need to leave." Blue said as he quickly got up and shut the door to the room.

"Wha'? But they won' just le' me leave-"

"Your creator just walked into the building with several enforcers. I have no doubt that they are here for you... Do you really want to go back with him? Because I will let you go back if you really want to." Even if it's against my better judgement... Blue thought as his guardian protocols screamed at him for even the thought of letting the boy return to the monster now... He blinked as he shook his helm to clear the frets that had sprung from his processor.

The boy's optics held a combination of fear, shame, and something else that Blue couldn't decipher as he shook his head. "No... Ah don't wanta go with 'im."

"Then let's get you out of here."


*Peeks out from behind my laptop* One last note, I chose the last name Ariete because it is actually Italian for Bluestreak.