CHAPTER ONE

I Want To Slagging Kill You!

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Meg: Okay, last chappie for tonight!

Ironhide: Good – my hands hurt from typing so much.

Meg: Ironhide?

Ironhide: What?

Meg: Shut up.

Ironhide: 0_0

Angel-Blurr: Ha! Pwnd!!

Meg: Do you even know what that means?

Angel-Blurr: No-do-you?

Meg: No…let's ask someone who does…

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I went at Fhantom with the desire to rip his spark right out of his chest-plate! How dare he turn me into a vampire robot!!

And, I found, I could read his mind, uh, CPU? Thoughts flashed through it: Why is she doing this!? Well, she will be my mate, one way or the other!

What did that mean!?

"I'M DOING THIS BECAUSE YOU FUCKING RUINED MY LIFE!!!!" I screamed, not caring what little kids might be listening. "AND I WILL NOT BE YOUR MATE!!!! MY SPARK MATES ARE BUMBLEBEE AND STARSCREAM!!!!" And I punched his face.

Punching a robot when I was only part robot was…well, it was difficult. I had always passed it off as easy, but…no.

This was easy!

This was fun! I found I could not only dent Fhantom's armour, but I could tear it – which I did.

My teeth probably would've gotten the job done too, but I wasn't as eager to try them out.

As I punched Fhantom again, I happened to glance to my right.

I became aware of something then. Something fairly important.

WE WERE IN SPACE!!!!

I'm not kidding – we were on some kind of a space-ship…thing, and floating in FREAKING SPACE!!!!

I stopped and stared for a minute. The earth looked so beautiful from up here, all green and blue.

But that's not really the point now, is it? (Ah, it's a Fruits-Basket-Kyo moment).

I was used to flying – I had even done it in my sleep a fair few times before.

Sooo…

How did Starscream do it?

I glanced once at my jet-like wings.

I glanced at Fhantom. He was looking at me. I noticed more vampire-bots.

'She can't just leave…she's one of us now…she's so pretty…isn't she supposed to be the leader's mate?'

Jeez, their thoughts were all jumbled up, not like Fhantom's, which I could read loud and clear were: 'She's a part of us, and she's MY mate!'

"Oh, look, I didn't realise you had a slaggin' cult," I spat, addressing Fhantom. "But I am not going to stay and be your mate!" I finished in a hiss, before turning, crashing through the glass window, and activating my jet wings and All-Spark core, all at once.

I have no idea what I'm doing I have no idea what I'm doing I have no idea what I'm doing I have no idea what I'm doing I have no idea what I'm doing!!!! I thought, and just prayed to Primus that instinct would kick in, and I could get myself back down to earth without too many hassles.

As it turned out, that's vaguely what happened.

Instinct must've kicked in on my descent, and I was free to look like a meteor and think of Let Me Let Go, by Faith Hill.

I thought it was over, baby
We said our goodbyes
But I can't go a day without your face
Goin' through my mind

In fact, not a single minute
Passes without you in it
Your voice, your touch, memories of your love
Are with me all of the time

Let me let go, baby
Let me let go
If this is for the best
Why are you still in my heart
Are you still in my soul
Let me let go

I talked to you the other day
Looks like you make your escape
You put us behind, no matter how I try
I can't do the same

Let me let go, baby
Let me let go
It just isn't right
I've been two thousand miles
Down a dead-end road

Let me let go, darlin', won't you
I just gotta know, yeah
If this is for the best
Why are you still in my heart
Are you still in my soul
Let me let go

The lights of this strange city are shinin'
But they don't hold no fascination for me
I try to find the bright side, baby
But everywhere I look
Everywhere I turn
You're all I see

Let me, let me let go, baby, won't you
Let me let go
It just isn't right
I've been two thousand miles
Down a dead-end road

Oh, let me let go, darlin', won't you
I just gotta know
If this is for the best
Why are you still in my heart
Yeah, you're still in my soul, let me let go
Let me let go, let me let go

Oh man.

I hoped that, whatever I was now, someone still loved me. How could I have let myself be taken?

I closed my optics as I approached Detroit, which was just waking up to…wait, how long had I been out for?

I didn't know…at all.

Where was my family?

"Screamer?" I said out loud. "Angelina? Honey Bee? Ryuusei? Bee-Bee!?"

I got an answer as I landed on a building top – but not the one I was after…

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Meg: Okay, maybe NOT the last one…BTW, does anyone else think that traitor, Longarm, looks kinda…cute..?

Everyone Else: WHAT!!!!!!!!????????

Wasp: (Not here yet!) ARE YOU INSANE!!?? -no, he is.

Meg: Don't have a cow!! I merely mean he looked cute...when he realised Blurr was close to discovering it was him…and then… *glances at Angel-Blurr* killed…Blurr…DON'T SHOOT ME!!!!

Angel-Blurr: o_o`

Prowl: Ironhide, she's all yours now – you deal with her.

Ironhide: … '-_-