Authors Notes:
1) I don't own TransFormers.
2) To those awaiting Pillow Talk and my other stories: I am exhausted and burnt out. Therefore I am taking a few days off from doing anything on any of my stories. I am sorry but between work and trying to finish these stories I am beyond tired. I will finish them as soon as possible after my break. Thanks for understanding!!!
F_M




Who Am I?

A flash of soft pink in the night.
Starlight glinting off reinforced titanium.
Agile. Quick. True to my cause.
But am I less now than before?

An outcast. Seen as a joke.
All I want to do is help.
Just because I'm flesh and blood, I'm ignored.
But am I more now than before?

I see the look in his eyes.
I see the look in her eyes.
Do they see him, or do they see us?
Have they gained us, only to lose him?

I've never felt closer to anyone else.
I have grown up; I had to it seems.
Yet, I am still seen as a child.
Why won't they all see the truth?

I had to save him.
I had to save her.

No matter the cost.
No matter the cost.

No regrets.

Fusion blast. Here we go again.
Another flanking move?
Don't these guys ever get creative?
Apparently not.


I am an Autobot.

I am a human.


We are Arcee.


Time to go to work.