(Dawn's POV)

I sigh. I'm laying in my bed, berth I mentally correct myself. I'm laying on my berth that's set against the far wall of my room. I'm still trying to go over everything that has happened to me. I'm still on the fact that I'm a completely different freakin' spieces than I thought, let alone that I even have parents or that I'm heir to Prime. I still don't fully understand that concept, but I don't want to ask right know, because that would most likely make things even more complicated.

So, as of an hour ago, I found out that not only am I some alien princess, but I'm the oldest of four siblings, two bo-, I mean, mechs, and two femmes.

None of them knew I existed. Their reaction to me, wasn't very good, to say the least.

(Flashback- 1 hour ago)

"So, you're telling me, that this femme is our older long lost sister, that you hid from everybody, even your own children, for twenty years?" He asked. He stood taller than me, almost to father's chest, while I only stood just below his waist. He was almost an exact copy of father. His helm and paint was the only difference. In the middle of his helm was a crown like incline that wasn't as tall or majestic as father's, a small plate like part of it dipping down in between his eyes, er, optics. Two bumps sat on either side of the incline.

His is paint, instead of a royal blue, was a much darker navy blue, and his optics were a bright artic color. The same artic as his secondary color.

"We only hid her to protect everyone. We didn't want anyone getting hurt. It was better this way." My mother, I learned her name was Elita One, said in a sincere, quiet voice.

He stared down at me for a while before looking back up to mother and father.

"Alright, I'm stumped. What's the joke? I don't get it."

Father chuckled nervously, adjusting his hold on my shoulder. "Orion, this isn't a joke."

He was silent as he stared back down at me.

"What do you mean this isn't a joke? It's not probable. I'm the oldest, and, no offense kid," Orion said turning to me," but, why don't I take you back home to your real parents, they must be worried sick. Now can you tell live?" His voice sliding into a familiar "talking sweetly to a little kid" voice I used at the foster home with the littler ones.

I felt fairly offended that he felt like he had to use that on me.

"Aha, yeah, no. Let me make something, very, very clear, Orion, was it? I'm twenty, not two. I don't care if I just met you, but you will not, I repeat, NOT, use that voice when you are talking to me." I growled sternly. He apparently was taken back after I scolded him.

"And, no," I continued, "this isn't a joke."

I stuck my hand out in a gesture to shake his hand. "Hi, I'm Dawn. I'm your older, long lost sister."

He stared at me again. Then started to glare. "You're seriously not kidding about this?"

"No." I replied.

He shoved my hand away. "No, this isn't real. I'm heir to Prime, not you! This doesn't make any sense! I don't have an older sister, and certainly not one this short."

"Hey, if you think we're not not making sense, try my point of view, I woke up a completely different freakin' species for Primus sake." I huffed, I was rather proud of myself for remembering who Primus was.

"That can't be true. There isn't a way to change your species." Orion shot back.

"There is. The formula is just lost."

"Orion," father cut in. "I never confirmed you were my heir."

He fell silent once again. "But-"

"Dawn, is heir to Prime." The Prime continued. "That's the entire reason you never knew about her. She is you sister."

"You can't expect me just to accept this. I refuse to! I am the oldest! I always have been, and I always will be!"

"Orion, calm down. We-"

"Weld it mom!" He shouted.

"Orion, you apologize to your mother, this instant."

"No! I told you. She's not my older sister!"

"Orion!" Father raised his voice. "I demand that you apologize to your mother and your sister!"

"She," he started in a low voice, pointing at me. "Is not my sister! So what, she shares the same parents. That means nothing. I will never look at her as my older sister, and I will never share my sibling bond with her. She is a stranger to me. Nothing more!"

"Orion, please." Mother sighed.

"No." He turned to me. "And you, Dawn, was it? Well, just because you jumped onto a train going 90 miles per hour doesn't mean you'll be offered a seat. The same applies here. You may have just appeared out of the blue, and you may claim to be my older sister, and you may be my father's heir, but you are not my sister, or part of my family. And you never will be." He hissed as his cold artic optics glared down at me. He suddenly turned and went down a small coridor. "Call me when our evening rations are here." He muttered before slamming the door.

I looked at the other three sitting on the couch. None of them had said a word.

One, a femme slide off the couch. She was about my height, only slightly shorter. Her helm was curvy, and had two small audial horns on either side of her head that twisted, similar to that of a ram. Just above her forehead sat a similar headdress like structure to mothers. She was also painted a rich boysenberry color with lavendar detailing and azure optics. Her optics accented slightly, making her optics look slightly longer.

The mech next to her stood as well. This mech, just as tall as me, looked like a gender bend copy to the femme next to him. only his colors, an admiral blue with teal detailing with sky blue optics, were different.

"I think we're going to go to our room for a bit." the femme said. "Name's Nova." She muttered.

"Noble," the mech muttered before following his sister.

The last was a spitting image of mother. Just like Orion. The only difference was instead of the pink color, she was more of a rose color. Her helm, having more of a ponytail look.

"I-I'm going to check on Orion. Excuse me." The remaining femme said, before she rushed to what I assumed was her room.
(end of flashback)

After that, my parents showed me to my room. I was surprised at how roomy it seemed. There was a berth that was quite comfortable, many things that father had called "datapads" and a desk against the other wall. The walls painted a nice, soothing violet color.

It's nice. It really is. It just seems so strange to know that this is my room. I pull a datapad down from the shelf above my berth. It has picture of a metalic planet I know as Cybertron. My home world that I never knew, and probably will never know.

I flip through picture after picture. The Praxus Helix gardens, Iacon hall of Records, Prime Palace. It's all so beautiful.

I hear a small, timid knock on my door. I set the datapad down to answer it. I slide the door open slightly. I recognize the femme. She was the one who excused herself to check on Orion. The rose colored one.

"Uh, hi." She says timidly. "We weren't introduced properly. I'm Ariel." She says holding her hand out.

I look at the gesture and take it hesitantly.

"I'm Dawn." I smile. At least not all of them hate me. "Do you wanna come in?" I ask sliding the door open and stepping aside. She is my exact height. Her cobalt optics shining brightly.

"Uh, sure." She says quietly.

I let her inside and gesture for her to sit down on my bed, er, berth.

"Listen, I'm sorry about Orion. He's never really done anything like that before. He's really an awesome older brother, well, younger for you, he's just upset and confused. He doesn't like it when he's confused. At all."

"It's fine," I immediately respond. "I'm pretty sure we're all confused. I mean, I did just get run over at six in the morning by a Camareo then wake up in a completely different body. And you just found out you have an older sister that you never knew about." I joked lightly, trying to lighten the mood.

She chuckled slightly.

"Can we, I don't know, start from the beginning? And pretend that what happened an hour ago didn't happen?" She asks sheepishly.

I look into her optics and smirk. "I'm fine with that, if you are."

She laughs again.

I can already tell this she's going to be a nice sister.

(3 hours later)

"And that's why the twins hate crickets!" Ariel laughed.

I laughed along with her. That was one heck of a story!

"Wow," I gasp after I recover. "I can't wait to meet your friends." I say, "they sound amazing.!"

Another knock sounds at my door.

"Come in!" I call.

The head of my father peeks in.

"What are you two laughing about?" He asks with an amused smile on his face.

Ariel giggles. "Oh nothing father, just telling Dawn why Nova and Noble hate crickets."

He smiles warmly. "Well, it's time for supper. Why don't you two come out into the living room."

"Alright, we'll be right there!" She calls happily after him.

As we get up to head to the living room, Ariel chatters on. If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was like I was always here and never left.

A/N: Oh, wow, two weeks? I'm sorry! I was stumped on how to start this chapter. I'm going to end it here, and we'll pick up in the next chapter because this is like 5 pages long. And a special thanks to all my readers! There are now 103 of you according to my last count. Well, once again, it's like 1 a.m. and I need to get to sleep. Don't forget to fave, follow, and comment!
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~Saffy