Heeeeeeres chapter 3. I want to thank MissCHSparkles for the info onto how I should write this. Hope you enjoy. Please review.

Elita One fell to her knees and began to think this over. She was going to stay in a terrifying castle that is ruled by a mech that is cruel and unkind. She felt arms wrap around her.

"Don't do this Elita. Please". Wheeljack sobbed as he held his most precious treasure close to him. The moment was soon ruined when the black mech grabbed the unfortunate scientist by the neck and started dragging him away.

"WAIT A MINUTE! PLEASE!" Elita cried.

"She is no longer your concern fool" the mech coldly explained while Wheeljack was protesting and struggling to see his daughter. Elita ran to the window where she could see a carriage carrying her father away. She began to cry. Reality sunk in as she watched the carriage fade in the distance. She heard heavy footsteps approach her from behind and felt an ice cold hand on her shoulder.

"Why"? she sobbed. "Why did you force him to leave like that? I didn't even say goodbye". The mech stared down at the crying femme. Even he admitted that was harsh for him. He sighed. He decided to be just merciful to the femme. He took her hand off her shoulder and took a few steps back.

"Come with me. I will show you to your room" he said. Elita looked up to him, tear stained cheeks, with surprise.

"R-room but…I-

"Would you rather stay in the brig"? he snapped.

"…no" she responded.

"Then follow me".

They walked through dimly lit corridors. Elita looked around taking in her surroundings. The decorations around her were Goth and orient like. Only someone like the mech in front of her would decorate the castle with these items. A voice brought her out of her thought.

"What is your name"?

Elita stopped walking as did the mech. They both stared at each other. Elita felt as though the mechs gaze could see through her soul.

"…I will tell you my name if you tell me yours" Elita responded. The mech just continued to stare at her, still waiting for her response. Elita sighed as she told him while finding the floor very interesting.

"Elita One'.

"I am Nemesis Prime". Elita looked up at the mech with surprise once again. He had kept his end of the bargain. He then turned around and continued walking. Elita followed keeping a certain distance from them. As the two continued to walk, Nemesis started explaining rules that concerned her and the castle. Elita just listened in silence.

"…and in under no circumstances must you wander into the chamber of Primes". He explained in the utmost low and incredibly cold voice. Elita's armor suddenly felt cold.

"Why not" she asked.

"It's forbidden" he snapped. They continued to walk until they stopped at a door. Elita opened the door timidly and peeked inside. The room was nicely decorated, as if it was meant for guests. It was silent until Nemesis spoke from behind her.

"This is where you will be staying. One of my servants will come up later to attend to your needs. Don't do anything that is dangerous. I will know if you do". He then shut the door and left. Elita walked to the beautifully decorated berth. As she laid down on it, she started to cry again. She hated it here. She wanted to go back home to her own house and her own bed with her father. Elita cried herself to sleep.

Meanwhile, Nemesis was watching Elita from an enchanted mirror. His spark had felt strange around her. Normally, he would've left her in the brig but something told him not to. Nemesis cursed himself. He shouldn't be having these feelings at all. He buried his face in his hands trying to figure this out. All he knew was that the femme named Elita One was making his spark feel weird. Nemesis hoped that he could find out soon.

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