Pain flared through Fuchsia's systems. Pain from the recent mind probe, as well as the missions they sent her on a few hours ago. Her helm ached, and her wings ached, and everything felt out of balance. Curling up on herself, she pushed herself into a corner of the small cell. Energon flowed down the side of her head from a wound caused by a gun shot, one of the humans she had been sent to kill had the sense to fight back.

Of course, she had asked him to do it. She was able to break out of Dalek Kall's control, but not for long. The electricity built up from it strained her spark, doing it too long could cause it to crack. She rubbed her chest plates, remembering when it did a few years ago. After the daleks wiped her memories. She sighed, wondering what she was like before it.

"Why do you care?"

"Because." She said outloud, "I want to be who I really am, not something that they created."

She could just see Kall rolling her eyes, "Yeah right. You will never know, you worthless whelp."

"You're the whelp." She turned back to the corner of the cell, curling up on herself as she waited for her Dalek captors to do something with her.

Often, Fuchsia would wonder when she gave up. When did she decide to do nothing, and let everyone on the cursed ship boss her around? Would she really prefer to hear their cry's of EXTERMINATE than to be on her own devises? She heaved a large sigh, hopeing to get a wink of sleep this Lunar cycle.

She should have known that it wouldn't happen. There was a bang on her cell bars, and when she looked up, there were five daleks there. The machine that she would be hooked up to, a type of strong bonds for her servos, was connected to the celling. Most likely because of the size difference between her, and the daleks. As she stood up, she felt the clams on her wrists, and knew that this was going to be just a bundle of fun.

"I wonder what we're doing! Are we killing, mauling. OO maybe we are going to kill something!" Kall yelled excitedly in the back of her helm.

Fuchsia would have rubbed her forehead, but her servos were tied before her, as she was dragged about the ship. When they stopped, it was in front of a large set of doors. They opened automatically, and Fuchsia recognized it as the room that they used to wipe her memories. But this time, there was a large table, and on the table was a device.

It was familiar.

It was a golden droplet, but it was pointed downwards. The outside was gold, but there was paneling that showed off the blue core. Two gold handles on the sides, ornately decorated, went out to the sides. The whole thing glowed in a blue light as she approached.

Dalek Mak glided up, "Fuchsia. Do you know what this devise is?"

"No." Fuchsia replied, shaking her head.

"don't Lie to me!" he yelled, his right claw turning into a whip, crackling with electricity, "what is the device!"

"I don't know." Fuchsia stated ominously, her voice blank of emotion as she waited for the whip to make contact with her metals.

When it did, she kept herself from crying out. The voltage was more than normal, as Mak wanted to know what the devise was. As he cracked the whip a second time, he didn't notice that the devise was glowing brighter. It rose from its position, slowly getting to Fuchsia. Thin, delicate looking wires came from the center on both sides of the droplet, above and below the handles. They wavered at Fuchsia as it approached. Almost automatically, her chest plates opened.

Her white spark bared; the droplet rested above her spark. The wire integrated with her frame, providing more strength. Fuchsia could feel Kall being bared in the back of her mind, however, something told her that a dog whistle, or simmer sound, could bring the beast out from within.

A memory of a femme named Soundblast, and getting her out came back. Fuchsia put a servo over her spark, "Thank you, Soundblast. This truly is my darkest day, but my brightest hour."

She could feel her armor become almost red with heat, fire building up in her belly. The clasps around her wrists melted like butter to the heat. The fire built up like a volcano, building up even more. It erupted from her open maw, covering the whole room in fire and smoke as she slowly turned about. Once she was facing the door in which she came, she stopped the fire.

She turned to Dalek Mak, who was floating above the flames, "I quit!"

"Quit! You can't quit!" Mak started to yell, but Fuchsia missed the rest as she ran away from that room.

Running down the multitude of Cybertronian sized halls, she ended up at the entrance to the engine room. She reached into a subspace, finding a single bomb. It was of simple design, made of Dalek parts. There was a note on it, "In case you find yourself escaping. -Fuchsia Prime"

Shakeing her head with a chuckle, she pulled the pin. Throwing it into the room, she then made way to the cargo bay. The exit was there, and she was glad they were above a planet. As it opened, she could hear Daleks advancing on her position. She smiled before jumping backwards, "See Yah!"

Jumping, she used her wings to direct her fall towards the planet. As she fell, turning red from the atmosphere of the blue and green planet below, she could see the Dalek ship explode. The debris going everywhere as she plummeted to the dirt and sea below her. A piece came at her, piercing her side. IT was a piece of her cell, a small part of bar that had exploded and become sharp. She pulled it out of her side, allowing the atmosphere to cauterize it.

She pulled her wings in as she left the upper atmosphere, and put her servos out in a point. The blue water below came closer and closer until she was in it. Water surrounding her, smothering some of her systems. Kicking her legs, and moving her wings up and down, she came up to the surface. Wipeing away the water from her optics, she smiled.

Floating on her back, she started to land. But she took it slowly, she was happy to take it slow. For once. She was at peace.

*NEST base – Scientific station*

Chloe looked at her computer screen, there was something in the upper atmosphere. She called out to her superior, "HEY! TIM! You Might want to see this!"

Tim, a tall man with a dark disposition, walked over. the tails of his coat spoofed out as he did, giving an almost anime appearance. He leaned over Chloe, "what is it."

"Look, there is something in our upper atmosphere again." She looked back to the screen, "Oh My!"

She pointed, "It just…It just exploded!"

The two watched as the large thing turned into many. Pieces of it plummeting to the earth below. Tim pointed out a moving shape coming down at a fast speed, "What's that?"

"What is it you two?" asked another voice, a man in military garb approaching.

"Commander Lennox, I think you need to get the bots to Crescent Beach."

"And why would I do that?" Lennox looked at a screen replaying what happened.

"Because there is something form that ship, swimming, in that direction. And there is really only thing that can give off these types of readings."

"Decepticons."