I only own my Oc's
(Rosella's pov)
So once Ironhide and I awoke (apparently he fainted too) they explained that Optimus is my uncle, seeing as my father is his brother, and that he was going to be my guardian. Ironhide didn't think any less of me, even though my Father is their enemy.
"So with Megatron being my...Father," I had to force myself to say that, "I am in even more danger then if I was normal? Zack is not going to like this."
"What do you mean? Why did you call him by his name?" Ironhide asked
"He doesn't allow me to call him by his name to his face and he's never really been a father to me. HE LEFT ME ALONE IN THE HOSPITAL AFTER THE ACCIDENT, HE ONLY VISITED ROBERT! I LOST MY SIBLINGS AND HE JUST LEFT ME THERE UNTIL I WAS ALLOWED TO LEAVE!" I started yelling, tears running down my face.
Ironhide's holoform of his real self pulled me to him and whispered. "It's alright, sweetspark."
"What accident?" Optimus asked.
"On my fifteenth birthday we, my brother's and sister and I, were on my way back from the beach when a car was in the wrong lane and was coming straight for us. Robert turned out of the way, but we were hit and our car started rolling. George, Robert's identical twin, unbuckled me and himself so he could wrap himself around me. After we stopped George and I were attached to each other's abdomen's by a metal pole. I passed out when someone said they found us. Then I awoke in the hospital. That's when I found out Anna and George didn't make it." I said, looking at Optimus.
"I am so sorry." Optimus said.
"Thanks." I said.
"What? Megatron is your father and Optimus is your uncle?" Zack asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Well, looks like you found your family. Go pack your stuff and don't come back home ever again." He hissed, standing up and leaving.
"Here, I will help you get your stuff, you will stay with us.." Uncle Optimus said, transforming into his Alt. mode and activating his holoform. I got into the passenger side when he hooked up his trailer.
We got my stuff packed and out into his trailer quickly, though it helps that I don't own much stuff anyway.
"Uncle Optimus...What was my dad like when you were children?" I asked.
"He was much like you in ways. He loved to roughhouse. Carrier always got mad when we roughhoused. He was a horrible cook, I tell you. He was also a short tempered Mech, but he was also very smart."
Suddenly a Silver jet came flying behinds us and it shot a missile at Optimus...
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