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Chapter 21

Takes place at the same time as the last chapter.

High up in space in a small spaceship several Decepticons were going crazy. They had lost contact with their leader and Commander Shockwave. The entire crew was worried for their leader but they had their orders and they were to protect their prince who was currently being examined by Oilslick for any injuries that had been untreated and to see if his systems worked perfect.

Oilslick looked over the steaming mad youngling as he checked everything was working properly. The Decepticon medic did not trust any of the Autobot medic save one to make sure that his Prince had received the proper nutrition and repairs even though he was under the protection of Ultra Magnus.

The CycleCon shifted his attention to His Prince's legs where he made a shocking discovery that mad him see red.

"My Prince?" Oilslick said as he held up one of Bumblebee's leg.

"Yeah...?" Bumblebee was confused at to why the medic con was to interested in his peds.

"Were you in some form of accident when you were younger?" Oilslick asked and inspected the other leg and found the same thing as the other leg.

Bumblebee shook his helm. " Nnnoo, not that I can remember. Why?"

Oilslick Looked directly at Bee with a no nonsense look. "Because unless I'm mistaken, these wielding scars indicate that both your peds were forcibly removed and then reattached within the same few cycles."

Strika suddenly bust the door wide open and looking ready to kill. She had heard everything. "What?"

She half snarled. "Are you saying that somebot tried to disassemble him?

Oilslick Knew she had been listening in and had expected this reaction. "No, Strike, I said that the prince had acquire scars that gives the indication that he 'was' partly dismantled." Oilslick

said in a calm voice that gave Bumblebee the chills.

Bumblebee knew that the medic was trying to be calm but his face betrayed him. Oilslick looked ready to kill someone.

"Tell me, young lord, can you remember what had caused these?" Oilslick asked as he tapped the scars on Bumblebee's peds.

"Yes. Please do tell." Strika said looming over Bumblebee with a scary look on her face.

Bumblebee was a little hesitant to tell what pain he had went trough in Boot Camp when Ironhide and Wasp had ganged up on him and ripped his legs from the knees down off and shoved him in a locker. Luckily he was saved by Cyclonus Comming them saying that they had made contact with Shockwave.

Strika grabbed Bumblebee off the med berth before running out of the room with Oilslick behind her.

Bumblebee let out a yelp as he was shifted into a bridal position in Strika's arms. It felt weird to be held that way as Bumblebee could never remember any time he had been had been held in such a loving matter. It felt so good. But was short lived as Strika barreled through the door to the Communication's room.

"Where is Commander Shockwave?" The massive femme asked as she gently put Bumblebee down on the floor.

"I don't know exactly and I know that can be a good thing as The Fallen may tracking the communications. But from what I was able to get from Commander Shockwave was that Lord Megatron has been rescued and undergoing repairs at a unknown location. Shockwave also told me that the Autobots have been rescued as well." The Flying Decepticon told his commander.

Bumblebee let out a sigh of relief knowing that his carrier and teammates were safe. Part of him was even glad Sentinel was safe as no bot deserved to suffer under the torture of The Fallen and his men. Bumblebee had heard horror stories about The Fallen and prayed that he had never would meet him in real life but now Bumblebee was even more scared now that he knew that the Fallen was his Sire.

Strika could tell right away that there was something wrong with her Prince. She knew this due to her programing as a femme and her job to protect sparklings and younglings even if they were Autobots.

"My Prince are you alright?" The femme asked as she placed a hand on Bumblebee's shoulder.

"I don't know anymore." Bumblebee replied looking up at the femme that had been his comfort since he had been on the ship. "I've been raised as an Autobot all my life and now just recently I find out that I'm a Decepticon and not only that but the son of two of the most powerful cons to ever exist. And not only that now one of my creators wants me dead because of my fear of flying."

"My Prince I can't even begin to understand what you are going through but I want you to know that Lord Megatron loved you and it was hard for him to give you up but he knew that you would be safer with the Autobots. Ultra Magnus went out alone with only his hammer to get you and keep you safe." Strika told the youngling.

"I know that but it was just so hard for me to grow up in an orphanage where I was treated like slag. I was told by the other bots living there that my creators never wanted me and left me to die. Now I find out that part of what they said was true that one of my creators wanted me dead while the other gave me up to protect me. Like I just said I don't know what to think." Bumblebee told the femme that had been with his since he had arrived on the ship and had been like a mother. Well at least that was what Sari had told him that mother's do. "Part of me wants to know if they see me as Bumblebee or the son of Megatron."

"Young Prince think about this. From what Shockwave told us Optimus and his team were tortured and not once did they reveal where you were located and not even that afthead Sentinel told them anything. That shows us that they don't care about what you were born as but that they care about you." Spitter told Bumblebee from his spot at the communication console.

"Also My Prince we are loyal to you because of who you are and not because you are the son of The Fallen and Lord Megatron. We were part of the team that distracted The Fallen to allow Lord Megatron to get you to safety. We saw a sparkling that would be the pride and joy of the Decepticons. We don't care that you were raised by Autobots. What we care about is that you had a team that cared about you even when they found out that you were the son of a pair of Decepticons." Strika pointed out. She knew that her Prince was feeling down but she also knew that the Autobots the Bumblebee had been apart of were loyal and from what she saw didn't care if Bumblebee was a Decepticon.

Bumblebee looked up at Strika and could feel the love in her voice. He knew now that Strika was telling the truth about his teammates being there for him no matter what. Bumblebee's team had been there for him and now it was time for him to be there for them.

"Thank you Strika. I guess that I was in a pity party for some reason." Bumblebee told The large femme. "Now that I am out of the pity party we need to find a way to get back to Earth without my Sire and his men finding out."

Spitter let a slightly evil grin come to his face. "Leave that to us My Prince." The FrogCon said and left the room.

Bumblebee let out a shiver saying to himself that he didn't even want to know what the Frog had planed.

Next chapter Bumblebee finds a way to get back to Earth and The Fallen launches an attack of the city.

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