summary: in which a two rich girls die and are reborn as sparklings

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Stella Boirdir grew up as the youngest daughter of the rich and beautiful Edwin and Anastasia Boirdir. The complete opposite as her perfect elder sister, Gwendolyn, and handsome brother, Jonathan, Stella longs for the wild life with her on-off bad boy boyfriend, Danny

But when her home is invaded and it's found that Danny and his "gang" are dealing with a power unknown through the cosmos, Stella and her twin sister, Maria, are reborn as two sparklings, one the daughter of the great Optimus Prime and the other, the adopted child of Starscream.


Chapter Eight: Valiant Quadrant

Solus wanted to scream, over and over and over again. How could her Sire and Carrier do this? Force her to go through this horror again and again. The doctor had numbed her, or had tried but even as Solus' body went limp and she was forced into recharge, she saw everything and heard everything.

Ratchet cursing under his breath as he went through her processor looking for the missing virus.

Beeping of the monitor as her spark rate went up and down.

Low humming of machines as they monitored her.

"Finally," She heard Ratchet grumble and she felt something click inside her head. Something warm and angry. Soon, she felt Ratchet go on a wild goose chase for the virus. So there Solus sat, waiting in pain for the Ratchet to remove the damned virus, to stop the painful visions that Solus saw so much.

"Gotcha." Ratchet chuckled. A sweet feeling resonated across Solus' head and exhilarating relief hit her like a car hitting a concrete wall at a hundred miles per hour. A few kliks later, she felt herself onlining and looking into Ratchet's crystal blues.

"How do you feel, sweetspark?" The doctor asked kindly, sitting her up.

"Better than ever, doc bot." Solus sighed. She blinked in surprise as she heard herself not beep or whir but stumble over her words until she said, "Be'er dan eva, do' bo'." Ratchet seemed to understand her and he sighed, obviously not fond of what she said.

He gave her an energon treat and looked at her. "Ready to see Sire and Carrier?"

Her words came out as "Des, do' bo'."

"Your father, most likely." Ratchet grumbled as he stepped outside the room and took her to the lobby where she saw both her parents were. Her Sire was impatiently pacing while her Carrier was seated calmly.

"Si Si!*" Solus shouted. Her Sire stopped, spun and with wide eyes simply gaped in shocked.

"Cybertronian?" Carrier asked Ratchet. Ratchet gave the sparkling to Elita with a hard smile.

"She's far more advanced than we would have though. It must be the Prime in her." Ratchet said lightly. "The virus has been removed and you'll be surprised at where I tracked it." He leaned in close and said to them in a hushed voice, "The Valiant Quadrant, Section 56392, Area 54."

"Echoslice." Optimus' eyes went dark with anger and he looked at his innocent child who was joyfully playing with her Carrier's neck wires while babbling words. "He hurt our sparkling?"

"Yes." Ratchet said darkly. "You know what's in the Valiant Quadrant, Optimus."

"Quintessa." Elita whispered. "Optimus, she won't get Solus. I'll kill her before she moves an inch." Her optics flew from Solus' fragile body to Optimus in a wild, angry way.

"We will talk later, Ratchet. All Autobots will meet at a future time. I will send you a message later." Optimus said in an angry voice.

"Si Si." Optimus turned at the sound of his sparkling's soft yet frightened voice. She was looking towards him and reaching out. He took her from Elita as Solus pressed a hand to his cheekplate. "Si Si, no an'ry, pwomise?"

"No angry at you." Optimus murmured, clutching her tightly. Solus giggled and buried her head in his chestplates. "We should get going, thank you, my friend."

"Of course." Ratchet nodded. As the small family paid the amount of credits and begin to leave, Ratchet spoke up, "By the way, Optimus, may I ask why your sparkling calls me "doc bot?" Optimus hurried much more quickly after that.


"Fragging Quintessa and fragging pit spawn Echoslice." Sideswipe's loud voice hit the Arc's meeting hall with a loud boom. His fellow Autobots turned to the red armored Autobot with several different looks: anger, agreement, sourness. This was their future Prime's life they were regarding.

"Let's frag them." Jazz replied, Optimus' right hand man punched his fist into his open hand with narrowed optics. "Especially Echoslice, li'l bitch."

Sideswipe glanced across the meeting hall. Most of the Autobots on Team Earth were here: he, Sunstreaker, Jazz, Ironhide, Ratchet, Arcee, etc. There were some wreckers here too. He saw Springer and Wheeljack in the corner talking loudly with Bulkhead. He even thought he saw the old bot, Jetfire.

"Sideswipe!" He grinned towards the yellow bot as Bumblebee moved through the crowd of angry Autobots with Moonlight in tow. Moonlight was his young sparkmate who joined the Autobots at the very end of the war. Her shy demeanor and softness with her incredibly attacks made her the perfect trap.

"Hey, bots." Sideswipe grinned. His optics focused on Moonlight's lilac sparkplate which was glowing a faint blue color. "Holy Primus, you're sparked. Congrats, Moon. Nice, Bee!" Moonlight smiled softly, patting Bee's chestplates. "Guessing you're not gonna go to slaughter some slaggers then?"

"No." Moonlight's soft voice said, a near whisper. "I'm going to watch Solus and Rod." Steelrod, Ironhide and Chromia's youngling was off in the corner talking wildly with a happy Blurr.

"Mechling or femling?" Sideswipe asked. The two looked at each other and then shrugged. "Not far along yet? Ok. 100 credits it's a mech. Everyone, other than Prime, are having mechs nowadays."

"I suppose." Moonlight murmured. She looked around the room. "Speaking of Primes..."

The doors slid open revealing a cold looking Optimus, a very angry Elita and a giggling Solus. "Hello, Sideswipe." Optimus greeted, his cold exterior disappearing for a klik. Sideswipe saluted the Prime and grinned at Solus.

"Hello, little Prime." He greeted. Solus released a hilarious sounding laugh.

"Wed! Wed bo'! Do' Bo'!" She shrieked at the sight of Ratchet. The doctor sighed but walked over. "Do' Bo'! Hewo!"

"Hello, sparkling." Ratchet greeted the sparkling.

"Doc Bot?" Sideswipe grinned even wider. "She calls you Doc Bot." In a quick, near superspeed motion, Ratchet whipped out a large wrench and slammed it onto Sideswipe's head with a loud clang, causing silence to shock the room. The silence was broke by giggles from Solus.

"Hi Solus!" The squirming, excited youngling by the name of Steelrod shoved through the crowd. Solus waved at the dark green and black mech. "Sire, it's Solus!"

"I see that." Ironhide patted his mechling's head with a sigh. "Greetings, Prime."

"Hello, old friend." Prime greeted. He handed Solus off to Elita and slowly made it to the front of the room. "Greetings, my friends. It has been quite a while since we've made out way to this room, has it not?" Murmured agreements flooded the large hall until Prime shushed them. "I am sure you are all aware why we meet here once more. My sparkling has been attacked with a cruel virus by Quintessa."

Prime was interrupted by angered shouts from the Wrecker side of the room. He motioned for them to calm down.

"I need one team to scout, a team to infiltrate and a team to guard." Prime looked at them with hard optics. "Will you help me defeat Quintessa once and for all?"

In unision, everyone shouted: "Yes, my Prime!"


*1. Pronounced "sigh - sigh"