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Optimus Prime's Little GirlChapter Seven: Steelstrike or Abbi?

Chapter Seven: Steelstrike or Abbi?

Abbi's POV

"Daddy?" the silence that filled the warehouse wasn't the most welcoming. I felt like I was being stalked by something. I noticed 5 other robots entering, silent as could be. "Daddy?" I asked again. Wishing that he would answer.

I looked up at my father. Or the man/robot/person that was supposedly my father. The red and blue armor just how I remembered it. The stern look on his face plates with the soft almost invisible laughter in his optics. I heard the soft 'whoosh' of air as Optimus took a 'breath'.

"Steel?" Optimus studied me. He looked crushed, yet at the same time, extremely happy. I nodded softly and watched as he knelt towards me, his hand outstretched with his palm face up. I glanced at Sam and Leo. Leo literally looked green. And Sam looked worried and like he was about to cry.

Leo elbowed me, pushing me towards Optimus' hand. Stumbling and really dazed I land on his hand, (not on my face luckily). He lifted his hand towards his face. The over whelming sense of vertigo attacked me as I looked back towards the ground. A good 25 maybe 23 ft. below me.

"What is this?" Optimus took his other hand and gently touched the cool metal to my new found tattoo on my right shoulder. This was followed by more awkward and strange silence. With the occasional hiss from the robots' armor.

"Like I should know?" I snapped finally feeling something other than shock. Annoyance, hurt and confusion. "I was standing in the hallway in front of Sam dorm talking to him and his jerk of a roommate when I had a 'flash back'," I used my fingers to make the quotes in the air, "It was about my parents…"

"Which parents? Your earth parents?" A yellow robot asked stepping towards me and Optimus.

"Yes," I growled sarcastically, "No. It was about Cybertron." Everything stopped as soon as I said that. More memories….

'Steel, I thought I told you to stay home on Cybertron!' the tall Mech growled at the Femme gruffly. She rolled her optics and shook her head stepping into the line with the others.
'No, Optimus,' she said just as harsh, 'Megatron is killing everything, one and object than moves and thinks.' Optimus shook his head at the youngling.
'Fine, but you do as I say. Is that understood?' he asked the silver robot.

I let out a choked sob. Now my hip was hurting, my left hip. Lifting up my shirt to reveal my hip I saw the same mark Sam's car has on its steering wheel. "That's Autobot." The same yellow Mech said stand extremely close…Too close for my liking.

"What did you see when you're shoulder started to hurt youngling?" A new voice, a voice I knew but still a new voice asked. I pivoted on the hand and noticed that 5 or 6 other Mechs were in the hanger with us. The one who'd asked me the question was a yellow, medic.

"Nothing that concerns you." I snapped at him. Optimus frowned at me. A look that plainly stated that I should be a little more 'polite' to those I've not 'met' yet. "I told you already, I was reliving memories about Cybertron and my parents."

I glanced back at the yellow bot and realized I knew his name…Ratchet. And the black Mech standing behind him was Ironhide. The twins, Mudflap and Skids, and Sideswipe all prim and holier than thou. And then there's the girls, Arcee and her sisters, Flareup and Chromia. All of them close enough to be family. I turned almost all the way around on Optimus' hand to see Sam's yellow Camaro.

"Bee," I whispered, and my best friend/ crush of a life time, smile at me.