Hey yall I am back. With a new chapter in hand and now on the internet I introduce my newest to you. My first draft was wiped clean by some sorta virus on my computer thankfully it's gone now. So here we go with the newest chapter. It's actually a bit of a filler chapter so bear with me.

Start

"What do you mean, you were nearly killed." He asked angrily.

"Just what I said, I was nearly killed by a needle." I sighed tightly.

"How?"

We were kicking a dead horse conversing on this subject. I bit my lip. Actually I had only gotten over my fear a few months even weeks ago. I couldn't even begin to tell you how those memories haunted still haunted me. I wanted to talk about it but I feared that if I did all of that fear, pain and suffering would come back with vengeance. Many people don't know what it's like to not want to sleep at night…to wake up screaming every night with the pains of your dreams still fresh in your mind. I couldn't go back to living in fear day after day night after night.

Needless to say Sunstreaker was still expecting an answer. And thanks to Miko texting me all night I had a clearer image as to why I felt like I would crack under his pressure. He was a frontline warrior in the field and was a ruthless killer all throughout. She took her sweet time explaining how his eyes looked simply ageless. I didn't dare to look up and that killed me. I was the most bombastic and free-living girl who rarely cared about what others thought of me. If I was like that in school how could he reduce me to a shy, quivering mess in a few mere seconds? I had to escape that glare of his.

"I'm sorry Sunny." I whispered…then fled.

Thanks to years of long-distance practice in track and being a master of the unexpected, Sunstreaker was both caught off guard as well as about a mile behind me once his shock subsided. He quickly did a front flip and transformed into that sweet golden Lamborghini. I knew it was useless to run or hide but I knew these forests better than anyone, even my own father. It was a famous hotspot for tremors and had many crevices. A heard Sunstreaker's engine close by and made a mad mans dash for the nearest crevice. When I dove for it, it was another story. I felt something sharp pierce my shoulder and instantly years of fear from those hell spawned needle came rushing back with impossible speed.

(Sunstreaker's p.o.v)

The first thing I heard after the thin blade hit her shoulder was a scream so hell-bent my energon ran cold through my circuits. That hadn't happened since our parents had abandoned us on Cybertron and I had nearly lost Sideswipe in the process. That scream was of torture. Before I could think my more primal side took over and I unknowingly plunged into the forest with one goal in mind: save Harmonia. I found her pinned to a tree by her shoulder and crying a leaking a river of lubricants through her eyes. Acting on instinct I took hold of her and ever so gently wrenched the thin blade from her body.

"You dare…" she whispered moments later.

"Harmonia?" I asked.

"How could you dare." She hissed with venom.

"…" I stayed silent.

"HOW COULD YOU DARE TO BRING BACK SUCH TORTURING AND AWFUL MEMORIES?! ARE YOU DETERMINED TO MAKE MY LIFE MISERABLE WITH THOSE HAUNTING NIGHTMARES!?" she screamed; she was beyond the stage of sheer rage.

"Harmonia slow down and take a deep breath." I ordered.

"Get away from me you hell-born monster." She seethed.

I lost my patience with her. Resorting to my not-primal side I clenched her in my fist causing her to cry out in pain.

"Look girl, I don't know what happened with you but I never meant to make you remember. I wouldn't have gotten you if I had known what it would do. I may be ruthless but I don't bring pain to others that I can't handle as well. I have never told anyone but Sideswipe but I don't bring pain to the Decepticons if I can't handle it." I seethed hanging my head. "Nobody should go through the pain of losing a mother, so I don't kill femmes unless they're arachnid or strika. Nobody should know the pain of losing a child, I don't harm adolescents…I restrain them or offer them better. Lastly neither I nor my brother brings mental pain…only physical. It why we're so ruthless."

"Just don't touch me." she said quietly. "My memories returned."

I honestly didn't care that much about what she had gone through. I don't mentor people or soothe them unless it's Sideswipe. But I had caused her to remember my own pain and from past experiences if I didn't do something know it would bite me in the hindsight later.

"What happened?" I asked with a sigh.

"I know you don't care." She stated with tears in the edges of her eyes.

"Let's see…if you pretend for a second that I do care I'll…at least try to look like I'm paying attention. Fair enough?" I suggested.

"Fine." She grumbled.

"Then proceed." I smirked. She sighed heavily and leaned against a fallen tree.

"Six years ago at ten years old I was in the streets outside our driveway. Basically I was in the slums. Being only ten I began following these older kids down the street. I ended up to far down the road and it was too late before I realized what was happening. I had walked straight into a gunfight. Those kids looked so scared and terrified but one person stuck out. It was a little girl that was about my sister's age at that time. She appeared to be tough but looked so much like Mowgli with that helpless expression I couldn't stand it. When those shooters turned to her I put myself in front of her and took every shot they fired until they stopped and ran. I found myself in the hospital in Colorado days later. I had lost so much blood. Days later I got a visit from that girl I protected and found that her name was Lauren. She told me not to sleep that night and left. Being obedient I didn't and gained as well as lost." she paused.

"Dr. Shay was determined to get fewer patients. He came in with a sedative and stuck me with that. When I began to feel drowsy he used that needle and tore me inside out."

When she said that I snapped to attention. What could she possibly mean?

"Dr. Shay knew human veins and nerves inside out and killed patients to keep his position as manager. He killed people by rearranging their nerves and veins together so that it ties with their stomach acids bringing a painful death by burning the body from the inside out." She shuddered.

"H-how could y-you even do that!?" I stammered, know I knew why her reason was worse.

"I don't know for sure but he slit both my arms and only got as far as rearranging my left arm before the shot that Laure gave me earlier kicked in. I honestly don't remember or even know what happened but the next thing I consciously knew was that I was once again bleeding to death and Dr. Shay was on the floor in a coma. It was days later and I was released from the hospital. I screamed bloody murder every time I even saw a needle in that hospital. That pain I felt in the infirmary haunted me for years to come every night. Only a few weeks maybe even a month ago I began getting over it." She finished.

"That…primus I can't even imagine how that would feel." I mused aloud.

"For that I'm happy." She said.

I looked at her.

"I don't want you to know how it feels. I hope you never have to know." She shrugged.

"Fair enough." I mused.

I looked at her and she was still crying.

"Is that the only thing you do…cry?" I asked.

"No actually humans cry, scream, wail, bawl, cuss, throw things, hit things, and set things on fire when they're sad or upset but I wanted to keep it basic." She snapped.

"Sorry." I murmured.

I transformed and opened the passenger side for her.

"Get up off the ground and let's go." I sighed.

"…Fine." She mumbled.

(Harmonia's p.o.v)

I climbed in the passenger's seat and sat very still. We rode in silence back to the house.

"So now what?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Sunstreaker inquired.

"What are we doing now?" I repeated.

"Well I figured we'd do the sewing later so why not do something else." He suggested.

"Like what!?" I groaned but grinned at the same time.

Just then my stomach rumbled.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Uh my stomach, I didn't eat this morning." I mumbled.

"What is 'eating'." He rumbled.

"I understand you have to have energon every few days or so, well it's like that but humans don't consume energon and we are supposed to eat every day but can go three or four days without anything." I explained.

"I see, and you didn't eat today." He confirmed.

"No."

"Well, alright."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"So that little girl…what's her name?"

"Mowgli."

"Friend of yours?"

"She's my sister actually.'

He stayed silent afterwards.

(Two hours later with Harmonia)

Not much had happened after we returned to my house. The jet twins pestered Mowgli a bit more before Sunstreaker whacked them both upside the head. Soon after Sunstreaker got a message from Sideswipe telling him there was trouble at base so they had to leave. I didn't dare ask to go with so I just watched them go. Deciding to get groceries because I was starving I grabbed our old orange Jeep and drove down the road. Even though the thing was FULL of dents and dings I loved it merely for its amazing stereo system. After a short ten minute drive I pulled into the parking lot and found a halfway decent parking spot. Making my way inside and squeezing through the sea of shoppers crowded around the red box machine I finally made my way into the actual store. Grabbing a cart I began walking down the aisles grabbing the essentials for humans. By a sheer stroke of "luck" I found that the third aisle contained Jessica, Heather, and Marylyn, the three biggest drama queens in school. I was about to back out but again my so called luck struck again and I found myself heading in their directions to simply shut their squeals of "delight" at my presence.

"Oh darling what are you doing HERE?!" squeaked Marylyn.

"Uh shopping, not much food left." I said."

"Really?!" she dramatized going bug-eyed.

"What would I be doing dipstick?" I thought tiredly, nodding my head.

"So you're not here to compete?" inquired Heather with a smirk.

"Compete in what?" I asked.

"The singing competition dimwiddie." Scoffed Jessica.

"Um, no I don't sing." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Afraid?" they asked.

"Of course not." I snarled.

"Then let's go." They chimed looking down on me.

All of them jerked me towards the cashier's register and I saw a stage that I had somehow missed set up in the doorway to the food court. They smirked at me. Stepping up onto the stage they talked to the manager who nodded to them. He grabbed the microphone and tapped on it sending static and ringing through the speakers.

"Ladies and gentlemen please make your way to the front of the store if you wish to participate in the tournament." He blared through the speakers.

"So not cool." I muttered.

(Sunstreaker's p.o.v)

I walked stiffly through the corridors of the silo to the main hanger. Apparently Optimus had news to share with us. I walked inside to find almost everybody gathered and talking to one another. A pang of regret and sorrow shot through my circuits and left just as quickly. Instead of going up and butting into a conversation like usual I stayed back at the far wall and watched everyone together. I almost wished I had left the girl in the forest. If I hadn't I was sure I wouldn't have realize how out of place I was. I would be my confident self without a care of what anyone thought. I was so blind to think they were jealous, they were annoyed and simply didn't care. I hung my head easily getting lost in thought. It must've been a while because Sideswipe called me over our bond.

*Hey bro do something some people are starting to stare at you* he urged.

*What am I supposed to do* I asked.

*Talk to someone*

*Such as*

*…well geese, I don't know*

*There isn't any point…let them stare*

*Is something wrong with your processor*

*No Sides nothing is wrong with my processor. I'm just a little stressed right now*

*Well no duh I can feel that much. You got a lot in your head*

*You have no idea*

*So who's Harmonia*

*Would you quit poking around in my head* I snapped angrily over the bond.

*Then stop thinking at full volume or block it or something*

*Just stay outta my head*

*If I were you I'd look up*

*Why*

*Because Blurr is coming your way*

I snapped my head up to come faceplate to faceplate with Blurr. He gave me a concerned look before opening his mouth.

"Are-you-okay?" he asked all at once.

"Not sure Blurr. Just getting my head together that's all." I replied.

"You-seem-different. Did-something-happen-to-you?" he asked.

"I guess you could say that. It's not too big of a deal. Don't worry about it." I said kindly and mentally slapped myself black and blue. Harmonia was getting to me.

Blurr on the other hand was more disturbed than I was. He actually took a step back and gulped. It was probably because I said something calmly and nicely instead of snapping at him like usual.

"Are you okay?" I asked, once again wondering why I was acting so nice.

"I think you need to see Ratchet." He spluttered.

"Why?" I inquired, confused by his suggestion.

"Cause' you ain't acting like yourself kid." Boomed Ironhide.

"And what would "Acting like myself" entail." I asked viscously, glaring at the bigger bot.

The room fell uncomfortably silent as a few people became incredibly interested in their pedes or other things. Even Ironhide fell silent. I couldn't handle the growing pains in my chest and abruptly turned to storm away.

"Exactly, I know exactly what it entails. So pardon me if I didn't want to act like a self-centered aft today." I said. My voice was so soft you could barely hear it.

I left the room and began walking towards my quarters I shared with Sideswipe. I started out walking but ended up running towards it. I passed Bluestreak and Jazz on my way there and ignored their stares as I went out of their way instead of the other way around. Finally reaching my own room I punched in the key code and rushed inside. The door closed with a relieving click and I sat on the edge of my berth.

I had no-one but since when did that ever affect me? I was always a loner with the exception so how could everything be different now. Sideswipe called me over the bond with desperation.

*You'd better get back here and help me or so help me I'll-* he began angrily.

*SIDESWIPE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I-I can't deal with this right now. I've got too much on my processor. So much that it hurts. Please just cover for me this once.* I exploded and then ended up pleading to my little brother.

*Alright alright just calm down okay. But I expect a full explanation when I get back* he warned.

*Thank you Sides*

*Yeah…you'd better be thanking me* he grumbled.

(Two hours later)

I had expected Sideswipe to be peeved with me when he returned but I underestimated him. He wasn't just angry he was beside himself with emotion.

"You alright?" I asked smiling ever so slightly.

"Funny that you should ask me that when it's obvious that YOU'RE the one with a glitched processor!" he roared.

"I don't have a glitched processor." I sighed.

"Then what's wrong with you Sunny. You never act like this…EVER!" he thundered.

"Why are you so angry Sideswipe?!" I thundered right back.

"Because I'm scared Sunstreaker. You're my brother and I've known you since we were born. You never act like this. What happened?" he yelled, fading to a whimper.

"I almost can't explain it." I mumbled.

"Can you at least try?" he pleaded.

I sat down on my berth and tried my best to find the words.

"It's just that…I only have you I guess is one way to put it. I just now realized everything. I have no-one. That girl, Harmonia, just said all these things and so much of it rings true. I was never bothered before about what people think of me. But I can't explain to you how it feels to just wake up one day and realize you've messed up." I tried.

"How did you mess up?" he asked softly.

"I woke up the next day after going after Harmonia. I realized that the only people I have, the only people I'll probably ever know HATE me to pieces. I never felt the sheer weight of it till then. To wake up and just see that all the people in the only world I'll ever know hate me. What am I supposed to do? Say sorry? That's a bad idea and that goes without saying. I for once in my life have nowhere to turn and no idea what to do. If you haven't noticed yet I thoroughly hate it." I spilled out to my brother.

When my brother didn't speak the pain in my chest grew larger and I turned away and faced the wall. Putting my head into my knees I sighed. I wanted more than anything to be forgiven so I could just let it go.

"I'll be back." came Sideswipe's voice.

"Yeah…whatever." I mumbled to myself.

(Sideswipe's p.o.v)

This was bad. Very bad. Ironhide and Ratchet warned me about this. When someone finally woke up Sunstreaker to the truth he was gonna take it…hard to put it lightly. I raced faster than I ever had to the shooting range and nearly ran Ironhide through once inside.

"What the hell is wrong wit'ch ya'?" he growled.

"Remember when you told me about Sunny crashing and burning when someone made him realize about what people thought of him?" I said quickly.

"Yeah, I was joking about that and so was Ratchet." He said with a chuckle returning his gaze to the target. I grit my dental plates and snarled.

"Well then bolt brain I guess you wouldn't care to hear that it actually happened." I hissed at him and left.

I heard a rather loud bang against the floor and turned to find Ironhide sprawled on the floor with a look of pure shock. I glared at him before spinning on my wheels and exiting the shooting range. What I had failed to noticed was the red and blue figure that had stood at Ironhide's side that entire time. I was too angry to even speak as I failed to hear the voice that called my name.

(Back with Sunstreaker in his P.o.v)

I lay splayed across my berth, contemplating what to do. What could I do anyway? Just then a knock sounded on my door.

"Yes?" I asked half-heartedly.

"Optimus, I need to speak with you immediately Sunstreaker." Rang Optimus's voice.

"Where?" I asked hesitantly.

"In my office…now." He replied.

His footsteps echoed loudly in my head as he walked away. Reluctantly I rose from my berth and exited my room. As I made my way down the corridors of the silo I almost immediately began putting my head down to avoid the stares of all of the others. It only made the pain in my spark-chamber worse. I could still feel their stares as I passed. Why couldn't they just let it go? It seemed like forever until Optimus's office came into view. Walking up to it I reached to knock but hesitated. What could he even want? If he figured out I was this distracted and scattered he would have no reason to keep me here would he? I was about to turn in run until his voice rand through the door.

"You may enter." He said simply.

With very little courage I opened the door and stepped inside. Looking at Optimus's blank face was enough to send me fleeing at this point but somehow I managed to stay and stand in front of his desk. That door clicking sounded like the church bells those humans used after a funeral.

"Sunstreaker, I understand you're going through a few…difficulties right now." He said calmly.

"W-what?" I stammered.

"You seem to have realized a few things lately." He tried.

"Um yeah you could say that." I murmured.

"Can you please explain them to me?" he asked.

"Um…no offense but I really only share that sorta thing with Sideswipe." I said blankly. He sighed.

"You seem to think that everybody um 'in the only world you'll probably ever know' hates you…as you put it." He said softly. My shoulders sagged and I couldn't hold it in.

"I am vain, self-centered, and usually don't give a care about what other people think of me. Do you know how it feels to have all this…guilt coming crashing down on your shoulders all at once? Do have any idea how it feels to realize you have no idea how to fix it or make that pain in your chest go away? I don't want to feel like I'm hated anymore. I want to fix this and stop all the pain. But how am I supposed to do that when everywhere I go people keep looking at me like its wrong to act disturbed or upset. How am I supposed to fix anything when everyone expects me to act like an aft all the time?" I vented angrily.

"I know many pains but I have never dealt with one like yours. I cannot claim to know how you feel. But I know you usually don't feel guilt towards anyone but your brother." He said.

"What am I supposed to do prime? I haven't got a clue and I need one before this pain in my chest offlines me." I basically pleaded.

"I overheard how you were talking to Blurr earlier. I believe that would do the trick." He said simply.

"Would you mind to not speak in riddles and parables this time? I really don't have the time or really anything left in me to add: deciphering your advice, to my list of things to wonder." I sighed sheepishly.

"You didn't snap at Blurr nor did you boast. You, for once, humbled yourself and were kind to him. Learn to use your actions and words to display who you are. Instead of constantly bragging aloud you may think it or use it only when joking. If you keep acting kindly, or trying to be less open to your opinions, people might start to warm up to you." He said softly.

"So if I don't boast or brag aloud all the time they won't hate me so much?" I tried.

"Sort of. They do not hate you; they merely do not wish to be constantly reminded of your opinions. They do not wish to hear how you think you are better than them at something they take pride in." he corrected.

"There might be a problem with that prime." I deadpanned.

"What could that be?"

"I have no clue why I did that. I just suddenly started acting kind out of nowhere."

"I suggest you talk to Harmonia about that." He smiled softly.

"I just might have to take you up on that advice prime." I said feeling lighter than before.

I turned to open the door and paused. "Prime…thanks for the advice. I'm better with it than nothing." I said before closing the door. I transformed to go and look for Harmonia.

(Harmonia's p.o.v)

I looked left and right for a way out. Somehow those girls managed to make me a contestant in the show. I wasn't a bad singer by any means but my guitar had "Mysteriously" gone missing one day after school and I usually can't sing without it. My friends always told me I was an amazing singer but god I couldn't help but be nervous. Suddenly my phone rang, preventing me from being the next act.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Mona, where are you?" asked a voice.

"I'm at Wal-Mart and who is this?" I asked.

"Sunstreaker who else?" it replied.

"Oh well okay…" I mumbled.

"So what's a…Wal-Mart?" he asked.

"It's the place I get the food from." I explained.

"Why are you still there? It's like twelve O'clock now. How long does it take to get groceries?" he asked in amazement.

"With me, usually like forty-five minutes. But somehow I got dragged into a singing competition." I groaned.

"I see, so that's why it's so loud on your end. Want me to wait for you?" he offered.

"If you don't mind…"

"I do mind but I'll do it anyway."

"Then thank you and yes please wait for me."

"Alright…see you outside."

"Bye…" I hung up the phone and exited the bathroom where I had gone to make the call.

I took one step outside the bathroom and was nabbed by Heather and Jessica.

"It's your turn to sing sweetie." They grinned evilly.

I gulped and allowed myself to be pulled onto the stage. The three drama queens presented me with my guitar and quickly stepped off stage. With a sigh I turned to the announcer.

"I believe I was told Harmonia would be singing an original song." He smiled, totally oblivious.

Soon after, the man gestured for me to sing. With a sigh I chose a beat.

*Bump bump-bump bump, bump bump-bump bump*

When eve-ry-one around- you, seems-to-never know- you,

Where could I-turn- for- love?

If you knew…who I was…

You wouldn't turn away.

Those I thought cared…never really did,

I never knew such a pain.

Where is the love in life?

It just disappeared.

Will it ever return?

A child's love…I was told it could never fade.

Were they lying when they said it?

Will it show if I pray?

Why can't it return like every morning's rays?

It wasn't just in hiding it was taken from my life,

They took my love away,

And then advantage of my life.

I just want someone to hold me.

To tell me it's alright.

I don't want any lies,

To cloud me from what's mine.

It's everyone's right to love,

And to give it day by day

So why is my right gone?

I wish it would've stayed.

Years and years may pass before I find my love again

But even longer still till I may trust someone again

In sorrow and in pain there are times without the light

I have known such pasts

They follow me sometimes

While I can't rid of the memories

I can find tomorrows light

With other I will answer

The times of dark and light.

I opened my eyes and everyone was silent. Then cheers exploded from everyone. I could barely believe it. But I knew I had done well at the gapes and looks of shock on Jessica's, Heather's, and most definitely Marylyn's faces. I stepped off stage and was about to exit the store with the items I had purchased slung over my arms when someone laid a hand on my shoulder. I turned to find a boy who looked about eighteen or nineteen hovering behind me. My eyes widened as I realized he was absolutely gorgeous. He had bright blonde hair that seemed to shimmer like gold. His eyes were bright blue, almost like they were glowing. He looked very mature but the effect was slightly dulled when I noticed the golden colored hoodie with a picture of a planet I had never seen before. Along with really dark blue jeans with a chain wrapped around the waist and hung loosely from one link at the front of his right leg and tied to another link on the back of right leg. To be finished with these really cool shoes that looked like folded metal. He gave me an intense look and then spoke.

"Your song was beautiful Harmonia." The man said in a familiar voice.

"Sunstreaker?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"How?"

"Holoform." He said simply.

"Oh okay…" I said awkwardly.

At my discomfort he smiled.

"C'mon Mona…let's go home…" he suggested.

"To my house?" I inquired.

"Yeah, I uh, have some questions for you." He murmured.

"Like what?" I pressed.

"I'll explain when we get there." He replied.

With that said he took me by the hand and manipulated it. The next thing I knew, Sunstreaker was holding half of my groceries. I was befuddled by the action but then again, I wasn't going to complain.

Finish

I finally have gotten DONE with this chapter. I know Sunny seems extremely Occ and I apologize for that. As I said this is more of a filler chapter anyway. I also want to apologize for the EXTREMELY long period of time between this update and the last. *Drags out a crate of apples* sorry about that…

Either way next time we get some real action associated with the meeting our favorite gold twin missed in his time of hurt. Yayz for action.

Does anyone know how to get those little lines between words? Some authors use a line across the page to indicate doing from one p.o.v to another and my Microsoft word is hard to figure out. Any help is dearly appreciated.

Bye-bye for now!

Songbird O.o