Sounddrive

By the time Wheeljack had made it to the cells, most of the mangled bodies had been scraped off the floor and put into body bags. Their armor and metal would be melted down to make new protoforms. A scarce commodity in a never-ending war. Wheeljack shook his helm vigorously. He couldn't think of that now. All that he could think about was the fact that Jetstorm was off-base, in the servos of his twin. "'Jack," Jazz slowly approached the broken mech. Wheeljack didn't seem to hear him. "Wheeljack," the ninja-bot replied. "I should have gone with him," Wheeljack whispered. "Mech, you couldn't have known-" "You told me yourself after you i

Melody gently knocked upon the double doors that led to the jet twin's quarters. Just earlier they discovered where their origins came from. Cadavers. They were cadavers. The Elite Guard didn't want to use any of their soldiers so they used mechs' offline and dead chassis's to experiment on. Melody and Jazz were looking for them because the couple had promised to take out the twins to go see a program at a nearby entertainment center. There was some sort of a concert, and Melody's sweet-spark was friends with the backstage hands. Jetfire and Jetstorm were ecstatic and kept talking Sentinel's audios off, and anyone they were friends with, abou

A/N: This was supposed to end up a lot happier. I tried, I tried. Setting: Cybertron, TFP. It's quite more than a few years later. Warnings: Established Bumblebee/Smokescreen and vice-versa. That means slash and if you don't like, don't read! And flames will be used to help cook s'mores. Smokescreen silently entered the med-bay. The receptionist looked up. As soon as he did he ducked his helm and waved the door-winged mech through. The former rookie had been there often enough that the staff had learned his name. He closed his optics, and let his pedes lead him to the ward. His feet were light upon hitting the floor, but his chassis felt heav

A/N: Argh! I am so sorry this is a few days late ~FoxAircurrent (https://www.deviantart.com/foxaircurrent). I meant to get this uploaded sooner, but the darn internet just wouldn't let me. So, without further ado, here's your birthday present! :D When Star Shy woke up, her optics still hadn't focused. She turned on her side, rubbing her optics. The space beside her was empty, but she could see her spark-mate looking out the window. The femme could see his back, uncovered, showing his protoform. In fact, he didn't have any of his armor on at all, sans his pelvic armor. Carefully, she got up; pulling the blanket that was draped over as she got out of the berth. She quietly walked o

A/N: This story is over one year old, I missed the anniversary, and I am so sorry! XC I hope this update makes up for it. Thanks to !GShepherd17 (https://www.deviantart.com/gshepherd17) for helping me with this chapter, which took so long to write. ^^; Wheeljack looked at his adopted son's visor. It looked to the ground in grim confusion. Given the circumstances the scientist wouldn't blame him. Eventually, the skinny blue mech looked up at his care giver. "I having brother?" he asked. He was in a whirl of confusion at what Wheeljack told him earlier. Wheeljack looked upon the bewildered face of his son, and slowly nodded. "Yeah . . . you are one half of a split-spark protoform

A/N: The muse wouldn't leave me alone for this. Also, this is something that I wanted to write out with this pair, and to include Star Shy a little more. It helps writing kids when the age range is about the same as a younger sibling. X3 In part, I dedicate this to my little sister, who was a bit of a model that helped me create Star Shy. There is a very, very, very small indication of past interfacing, but I don't think it constitutes a 'warning'. Disclaimer: I did not get paid in any way for this fic. Transformers belongs to Hasbro. Star Shy, Freefall and Retrograde belong to me. Hope belongs to ~FoxAircurrent (https://www.deviantart.com/foxaircurrent). Star scurried about the

A/N: Request for ~Rokoshay (https://www.deviantart.com/rokoshay). She wanted her OC, Cometblast, interacting with Thundercracker from the TFA-verse, but slightly AU. She added another request to it, and to not spoil it, just read! :D I hope you like it! :D Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor have I made money off this little thing. This is just a request I have written. Cometblast belongs to :iconRokoshay:. Thundercracker, and the other 'mystery character', belong to Hasbro. Cometblast loved coming to Maccadam's after a particularly long solar cycle. This was one of those solar cycles. Her professor had been very irrational about the assignment she turned in. They tra

A/N: This is my half of ~FoxAircurrent (https://www.deviantart.com/foxaircurrent)'s fic trade with me. What she wanted was something with our two OC's, hers being Hope and mine being Retrograde. This sprung from the fact that where I am, the weather can't seem to decide whether or not it wants to be raining, hailing (which is a surprise. I video taped some of it too, and if you want to see it, I might post it to my hardly used YouTube account ^^;), or to be a happy-sunny day ┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌. Without further ado, here's my half of the fic trade! :D Disclaimer: I do not own any part of this fiction but the plot itself, Retrograde, Freefall, and Star Shy. H