Prologue

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I was told that I'd never survive. They said I would die in the first battle. They doubted me, but here I am. Standing tall and proud, if my foster sire and foster carrier were still alive, then they'd be proud of me. Everyone who doubted me is dead, they all died in battle.

Now I have to lead young bots who have a lot of potential. But sometimes I wish they didn't have to be dealing with decepticons.

There's Strongarm, a police cadet. Sideswipe a rebel autobot as he called himself, Grimlock former decepticon turned autobot, Drift a bounty hunter, and his minicons Jetstorm and Slipstream, and finally Fixit a glitchy minicon who was a former guard of the Alchemor.

But they can be trouble. Strongarm sometimes disobeys orders, and follows me when I specifically tell her not to. Sideswipe goofs around, and while I don't mind he does it ALL the time. But those two are teenagers in human years. They sometimes remind me of Miko and Jack. Drift is just Drift, and Grimlock is well a dino-bot and they can be well you get the point.

As the oldest, and most experienced from my team, I have to watch out for everyone. Now I know how Optimus felt like back on Team Prime, when the danger was greater and life-threatening.

But this one question asked by my team caught me off-guard.

"What was your childhood like?" asked the police cadet.

Well to sum it up it was half bad and half good. But I never tell anyone the story, but I trust you, yes I said YOU enough to tell you the story of my childhood from birth to the beginning of war.


A/N

I have such a bad habit of working on a story, then starting a new one. But I can't stop. So updates will be slow cause I have literally have 6 other stories to work on! So be on the look out for updates on this or other stories! : )


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