Disclaimer on 1st chapter.


Silver's POV:

I sat there tense and quiet. Fowler and the others look at how tense I am. "Do i really have too answer that?" I asked bitterly as my decepticon like personality was starting too take over again. I really hated talking about these kind of things.

"Silver, it's important...I know you don't want too talk about it but you need too tell us what happened." Fowler said slowly.

I give them all a peircing glare as a very dark exspression came over my face. "Silver...whatever you say will not leave this room..." Ratchet said making me growl under my breath in annoyance.

"Fine, my parents were murdered durring the winter a few weeks before christmas." I said softly. I saw optics widen in horror as did June's and Agent fowler's eyes. No one said anything. "Happened when I was five years old."

"How old are you now?" June asked me softly.

"I'm seventeen years old." I said firmly.

"What happened?" Fowler asked me.

"Do i really have too retell that horrible night let alone relive it?" I snapped coldly at him as my body tensed as I looked ready for a fight.

"Silver, we need to know what happened, as much as we want too let it slide...we can't. We won't force you too tell us, however you will need too answer that question sooner or latter. It would better if you tell us sooner then latter..." Optimus said as I shot him a hateful look. The room fell silent for a while, no one said anything.

I inwardly snarl before i stared down at the floor allowing bangs to hide my eyes for the moment. I might as well tell them now before I loose my nerve. "Fine...You win...However I don't remember every little detail of that night." I said breaking the thick uneasy silence that settled in the room.

"Take your time..." Fowler said.

Primus, you owe me big time for this! I snarled in my head and I could actually vision the cybertronian god, looking up wards too advoid eye contact. He was whistling innocently as he started to walk away trying too look as innocent as possible.

I then briefly wonder if smokescreen has creator bond with me...like i have read in some fanfiction stories about sparklings. If smokescreen was now my dad...did i have a creator's bond with him. Unknown to me, messing around with this bond, accidently sets off Smokescreen's parental protocals into over drive. Even though I don't know what i did, let alone how too access this bond between us, the next thing i know, I can feel a huge wave of sheer panic, anger and a strong protectiveness that suddenly washes over me. Feelings that were not my own. Uh-oh...something tells me that wasn't something i should have been messing around with... My mind tells me as I look at everyone who was waiting too hear what happened too my parents that horrible winter's night.


Unknown's POV and location unknown:

I sit in my office lost in thought. My eyes glarring at a photo of my family, a family that i abandoned before the runt of the family was born. I glare at the baby in the photo, she is five years old in this picture, even though I am not in it. I was the 1st born son in my family. I had two younger brothers and two little sisters. The baby of the family was the runt, the five year old little girl in the picture that was one of my little sisters.

"Tell me...Why didn't-?"

"Do not question my orders! However if you must know...it's because she's innocent compaired too the rest of my former family. She would be about seventeen years old now, if i'm not mistaken...I think i want too have a little reuion with her...find her and bring her too me unharmed..."

"Right away master..." A man said as he left the room. I pick up my wine glass and smirk as i look at the picture.

"Very soon...my little sister...you will be reunited with one family member. I just hope you will join me...which i know you will since I'm all you have left now." I said before I laugh.


To be Continued...