Our Child [Transformers] Decepticons x child OC

Chapter 26

Sorry for not posting in a while, I've been having a lot of school work and had to finish it. Sorry for the wait. this chapter will be a sad one since I haven't made one in a long time so enjoy!
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When I woke, I was told Megatron had left for other duties, they didn't tell me why and left. I was handed over to Knockout, but no sign of Breakdown. Knockout seemed depressed, though he ignored my are you okay's. "Where is Breakdown?" I asked feeling quite worried now, he hadn't responded.

"He's not coming back!" He sputtered out, he sounded like he had cried. I don't know what had happened but I could only assume the worse. I patted his arm, looking down. I might just cry with him, I'm not great at helping get depression out. "What do you mean? If you mind..." He shifted uncomfortably.

"He's dead."

I was frozen in place at that very moment, he watched as my eyes grew wide, there was no way he had meant that. Breakdown didn't deserve this, he was a great guy! And just like that, I was now all teary, I didn't know him that long. a couple of weeks, usually not with him. But I still couldn't help but cry.

Another person who I trusted died, who would do this? Or was it an accident? I don't want to upset Knockout with that question, he already has a lot piled up on him, don't want to add another problem to that tall pile. Is this why Megatron left? Because of Breakdown's death or something else?

I could tell he knew what I was thinking and told me. "Airachnid... That glitch!" He slammed his hands onto the wall, soon more tears came down his face. "You're not the only one who lost somebody you loved," I said, my tears stained, and hiccups just remained. He looked over at me.

"What do you mean?" He asked in a whisper, his voice drenched in guilt. I sighed, "My mom had died in a fire, no one knows why, but I know." His face showed a bit of curiosity, so I continued. Most of these burn marks are from that fire." "Most?" he asked. "The others... are from the one who started the fire. They thought it could have been an oil leak that had happened, and something ignited it."

"Someone definitely ignited it." I paused, seeing the pity laced on his face. "My dad wasn't the best guy, he left mom and me alone, seemingly to have gone missing. But he came back..." I felt the pain of my mother's death hit me hard. Suddenly, the memories were vivid as if they had just occurred. Soon more tears came down my face, turning my eyes all red and puffy.

"He had gasoline, and a lighter. Mother tried to stop him... but it was too late, the house turned to fire in and instince. Mom ran with me through the halls, not letting go until she had to decide. Me or her. She didn't survive while I was fighting the arms of a firefighter, they hadn't come in time. She was burnt to the crisp." The thought wanted to make me gag, the burnt flesh sizzling in my mind.

"My father had gotten custody of me, not knowing what he had done. And soon made it his hobby to hurt me, mentally and physically. He burnt my skin for fun, to remind me of my mother, her death. The school had noticed the burnt marks appearing after one day I forgot to cover them, and an investigator had enough proof to get him arrested."

"I was placed in the orphanage, watching as everyone was picked with new moms and dads. Soon it was my day, I was picked by a man. Having my name changed from Daisy Faith to Daisy Everly. I was finally going to have someone who loves me. That's what I thought at first. Everything was wonderful, until his boss promoted him, to a high position, leaving me for his work."

"He worked at home, but it still wasn't great. I had to deal with school alone and bullies without no one to comfort me, the hole that was inside my chest grew. But once I met you guys, I was focused on, attention for once, usually it was my sister, who was always in her room and paid no mind to me. Seems kinda selfish to want attention so badly."

I finished my throat sore and hurting from the number of words that had came out of my mouth. He shook his head, "It isn't common for someone here to want attention, mostly the vehicons and Starscream and that traitorous Airachnid." He growled, at the end at least. He laid his head on the wall that we were sitting on.

"I'm sorry for forcing this all on you," I said after tension had risen up. His head turned my way, "Don't be sorry for it, you have to come out on things, or it will distract you from being who you are." He had a weak smile present, trying to drown out his partner's death. "I'm glad we went on your tradition, even if it hadn't gone well in the end."

"It was the last time my partner had that much fun, and the last time I had fun being with him." I smiled, I had done something that worked out even if it didn't feel like it at first. "You should get some rest, who knows who will walk through that door seeking a doctor, might as well be prepared," I said getting up, stretching.

"Who will watch over you?" He asked, slowly getting onto his pedes. Megatron's gone Breakdown's gone, for real, Starscream maybe I was with Shockwave not too long ago, and Soundwave might be good, that's if he's not busy.

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