Not like the rest

Chapter 6

Resuming to my current situation, in a scrape yard, tied up and alone. I literally woke up here with no bot in sight. I just sat and waited for some bot put me a stauis pod or deception who is entirely stupid enough to try and break in. That's when the human showed up, it was probably a kid suggesting on the size and how he was looking at me like I was a zoo animal. I rolled my optics
"this isn't at all weird or uncomfortable."
The human looked at me, surprised before I said sarcastically "Yay, it knows I can talk."
The boy looked unphased by what I said, I rarely fight people hand to hand, only in self defence so I use sarcasm and insults as attack mechanism.
He looked annoyed "there's no need to be rude."
I didn't say anything after that, just looked at him, usually bots found it rude or annoying but never said anything about it. It looks at me funny before he starts looking at me, in pity.
Here it comes the pity party of my life story, but I guess the kid smarter or dumber than he looks, I really can't decide.

"You're not a Deception." He says to me, I look at him like he just said that the Primes are here, I didn't know what say
"You don't act like one at all, more like an Autobot."
I didn't explode at the statement,
"And why's that so?"
he was making zero sense but I let him keep talking

"Deceptions don't usually let a Autobot get away or not give them a serious injury."
The mech needs to keep his mouth shut more often, I mean I don't give bots or deception injuries unless I have a good reason to and I didn't want to ended up like my dad.

There was too much blood during the war

So much blood

I couldn't do that to another bot, it was barbaric and my father, unexpectedly agreed with me. War grows pointless after a while but you get in so deep, that you can't go back, the point of no return that's was something my father passed a long time ago

"Deceptions never run away from a fight or give other a reason why they are."
What Rubble was crying and I was supposed to let her, I'm not going to on my life, it felt like my life was starting to make sense in way.

But I snapped back then, it wasn't intentional at all

I just felt like the same four year old who had to stand up in front of a bunch of bots, crying because she lost her father and loved ones while they decided on a punishment for something I had no control over.

The kid started to walk away when I spoke quietly "what's your name."
He looked at me,  with a small smile "Russell."