Okay, this can either be really good for you or really bad, just depends on what kind of person you are! Any who: This story, if going to have a butt load of more chapters, cause

1. I really like this fanfiction

2. I keep getting good ideas

3. Because you all seem to like it!

Sorry, when I write the first little segment I was angry, cause when I looked at my E-mail, there where none from Ff.net, so I got really disappointed because I thought no one liked my story anymore... but then I just realized when I got on Ff.net, that it just was no sending me the E-mails...strangeness but anywhoooo

To the readers: (Sorry I have not been commenting to you all personally for a while, so this will be to make up for that!)

Skins Thunderbomb: Yes, I sort of did, I have watched the episodes with Starscream and Alexis and when Alexis became 'friends' with Starscream, then he was all confused, so I wanted to make Starscream as much as he really is, soooo I made him confused!

Moonwalker: Yay! You are the first person who said yes, you get an Optimus Prime cookie!

Norma Lee Insane: When I first read your review, I thought to said 'Your endings are crappy!' But then I reread it...phew! And I am very happy that you like this piece so much!

Alc Fluteo: Glad you like it! I like rambling, so ramble all you want! And btw, it would be kind of interesting to know, though kind of freaky to learn that...... Maybe you shout E-mail the creators and ask em! Lol!!! O.o

(A/N: Okay, some fans of a 'certain' character may be a little po-ed at me for what I am going to do with that 'certain' character, but I cannot tell you who that character is, or else it will ruin the surprise ;)

((A/N 2)) I am going to be doing a lot of 1st person POV's here in this chapter, so just bare with me! Its not *that* bad!

(= Unknown POV =)

I could hear the coarse scrape of chains as they hit against the metal wall as I hung from my wrists. The stress that was being placed upon those two joints was excruciating. My mind was numb as I could barely distinguish the appearance of one of the Autobot before me, chuckling quietly to himself as he peered up at my defenseless form hanging from the strong wall and chains attached.

Secretly, he had taken me to the back of the base where there were no cameras, and severed my weapon lines, leaving me completely venerable had it not been for body combat. But he had gotten to me too fast.

He placed and gagged me with chains, imobilising me almost to a complete extent. He then held me up and melded the metal of the chains to the walls as I, well I guess you could say hovered, in the center of the room, supported by the incredible strength of those chains.

So now I stood... well hung... from the walls, anger filling my body with hatred towards the one who did this to me. Though I will not place names, it was one to whom recently joined the Autobots team, while Star had been unconscious, there where a lot of minicon signals going off during then. One of those times, I got my own minicon, Swindle, but was with the Autobots team, for what reasons I do not know.

I turned my head up to the chains around my wrists. By all my useless stuggling, rust that had once formed on the chains had now rubbed off on me. I hung my head after one last futile try, that I had hoped would prevail. But again, I was only brought up with disappointment. And for more reasons than I could think of, I did not want to argue with the secret captor about setting me free. I had already given up...

The captor walked slowly up to me his features that will lay unknown soon came into my vision. I did not even bother to glare, I only hung my head as my body hung limp.

I could feel the captors hand rake along my wing that was my sword as if searching for something that just could not be found. He gave the wing a tug and with a slight shudder of my body the wing came free and unfolded to the sword.

The captors eyes seemed to reflect a little bit light at that moment as he observed the blade. He could not connect it to his hand like me, but he could still grip it tight. And so he did. Sliding one of his hands down to the hilt he gripped it tightly, a slight smile forming on his face.

He turned the tip of the sword blade to my face, just resting it under my optic (Yes...I know...I pulled my self to say it! And this time, I did not, not like saying it...) and tugged the blade down my cheek, cutting it open, then down my chin, still slicing neatly down. It was not a deep gash, but it still hurt. I gritted my teeth as the agonizingly slow pain took its mindful toll. The captor smiled that this, finally getting a reaction from me.

"Beautiful..." his low voice gently echoed through the metal room. I thought he was talking about the sword, yes, a beautiful designed sword. But no, I then noticed that he was looking at me...

(Lol, I cannot say that his face pales more cause his face is death white!) I could feel my body go cold when I saw him looking at me. His hand arose from its resting place on my sword and up to my cheek where the cut was. I shuddered from his touch, not wanting any physical contact from him.

'This whole situation is so wrong...' I thought bitterly as the captors hand ran along the gash. 'This should not be happening....'

I felt queasy as my captors body now came in contact with mine. There was nothing I could do, the chains where too strong for me to break, and even if I tried, my energy was too low. I closed my eyes and turned my head away from him.

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(A/N) If you think that Transformers can be raped, then he was. He you think they cannot be, then just imagine him being beaten and torn up really bad. Cause you know, its kind of difficult to describe things when you don't know if they can even happen... And also weird to do so...

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"Holy Primus!" (Who or what is Primus?) Optimus and Red-Alert exclaimed as the door slowly squealed open. Before them was Starscream dangling motionless from chains melded to the ceiling. Standing next to Starscream was (Dum dum dummmmm!!!!) Sideways, his hand resting on Starscream's chest/cockpit. The dark room seemed to glow with the light of the two's optics, though Starscream's was not helping much as they were dimly lit. (I was thinking about it being Optimus instead of Sideways! Lol, that would have been a strange twist!)

(Please don't hate me Sideways' fans! It was only because I did not want to use Scavenger for a very important reason for the future, as well as the others... Sideways was the only one I had left!)

Starscream appeared to be dead, but reassuring Optimus and Red-Alert, he rose his head up to match Optimus's gaze. Optimus quickly ran up in front of Sideways and kicked him in the chest.

Sideways was expecting Optimus to shoot him, not kick him, so not prepared for the attack he stumbled back and into a near-by wall. Optimus, keeping his guns aimed at Sideways, he called to Red-Alert, "Red-Alert! Get to Starscream and help him out, also get a scan of how bad the damage is!" He ordered hastily as he pulled Sideways up and into a head-lock.

Sideways groaned as his neck gave a harsh snap as the pressure pulled up on his neck. Optimus walked Sideways out as Red-Alert was left to inspect and help Starscream.

A few minutes past after Optimus had left and Red finally spoke up. "What the hell happened to you?"...'Holy crap, this is far worse than it appears... He is going to need immediate attention.' Red began melting the chains that suspended Starscream's body.

With the final snap, the chains fell away and Starscream toppled over, not able to land or stand properly. Red-Alert, expecting this, quickly ducked underneath Starscream's body before he hit the floor. Starscream, with his little energy trembled, not wanting or trusting the feeling of another being touching him just yet. Not after what happened...

'Sheesh he's heavy!' Red-Alert thought to himself and laughed mentally. Supporting his own and Starscream's weight he made his way to the Med wing of the base. He felt rather spacial that he had his own little section of the base for his experiments and science. It made him feel important and needed.

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"Men, to the warp gate immediately!" Optimus shouted to his units, them rushing to comply with their order. After everyone except Red-Alert, Sideways (Who was locked away in a very secure room) and Starscream, they warped away, to the moon, were Star should be. 'That is if Starscream did not lead us into a trap...' Optimus began thinking like a pessimist...(not that there is anything bad about them! Heck, I am one! Just that Oppy does not usually think bitterly...)

The inside of the Decepticon's base stretched in front of the Autobots' optics as the darkened metal walls encased the warp-gate. Moments later, after activating the stabilizers for their warp-out, they stretched out and into the 'con's base.

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Star heard a slight crash that sounded like it was near Megatron's throne room. Snapping up her head quickly, startled by the noise, she scrambled out of her little room. And headed for the 'Med room'.

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"Autobots, pair up with another and search for Sta-" Optimus stopped as he realized that they where short two, Sideways and Red-Alert, leaving only four of them. "Well, Scavenger, your with Hotshot, maybe you can teach him something along the way." he said with humor in his tone. Hotshot frowned and seemed to do a throaty growl, while Scavenger just smiled and began down one of the two hallways leading out.

Optimus along with Smokescreen walked down the other hallway.

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Star quickly rounded a corner and slid through the doorway to the Med room. Her heart pounded sharply against her chest, as she had run the entire way there.

She smiled as she saw Megatron slowly raise to a sitting position, gripping his head in pain. Well, except for him feeling pain, she was very happy.

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*^(Megatron's POV)^*

I sat up groggily and cupped my head as the thunderous pain echoed quickly through my heat. Everything was swirled in a beautiful array of colors, but after I sat still for a moment the colors rearranged themselves back to their rightful places. I turned abruptly, corrupting my thoughts once more as my head began to swim as well as the blur of colors surrounding my sight.

'Primus! What the hell happened to me?' I asked myself as the colors once again settled, but this time reminding myself not to make any sudden movements.

I opened my eyes after I had shut them and found that I was peering down at Star, with a ...smile on her face? Why is she smiling?

"Are you feeling better?" She asked in her seemingly always gentle tone. I was lost for words. She cared? Why would she care, of all beings, whether I was feeling better or not?

Star averted my gaze finally and said sheepishly. For some reason I have always liked that word, 'averted' though I still don't know why... "I am sorry if you are feeling rather bad, I ran out of energy before I could help you more..." She trailed off in her sentence, as if she was to scared to tell me that she saved my life.

Wait!! What now? She saved my life? Was she being serious? She must have been... she is the only competent one here in the base besides myself of course!

I was lost for words, and did not like it when I shuddered as I spoke, trying to find room in this crampt up place for space to let them out. "Y-you saved... my l-life?" I growled inwardly at myself for speaking before thinking.

She nodded slowly, still turning down my gaze. For a short moment I wondered why she was so shy, but shrugged it off, other things on my mind.

I hated myself deeply for it. If I could have, I would have gone back in time and even killed myself before I could say it. But I don't know what came over me, while I did say it... "Thank you..."

Star glanced up, wide eyed at my response, her cheeks where flushed with a ruby red, truly enlightening the dark grey tone that the room emitted. I glanced at the walls, the shiny steel surface reflecting Star's rose flushed face. She looked down again, noticing that her blush was quite evident, especially when it was temporarily painted on the walls by her reflection.

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Yea, this was gonna be longer, but I started to feel bad, so I have to cut it off here if you want as quick an update as I get up! So remember folks: Review and you get more!!!

Also, tell me what you think, and if there is anything at all that you think needs working on!

Star: Duh! Of course this story needs work!

Colleen *The sound of a frying pan echoes through fanfiction.net* (With a sweatdrop) Thats better! See? With me hitting some sense into Star, the story is already better!

Star: @_@

(AN:) Sorry, about the story, when it was so messes up, my somputer does not like saving things as .html...