Me and My Gaurdian

A flame as blue as my spark

Nightmares wracked my brain.

'I was running as fast as I could. Something was chasing me, I didn't know what it was, but it was gaining on me quickly. The familiar sound of a transformation rang in my ears, and suddenly I was violently picked up and brought up to a face. The familiar red gave me a pure indication.

BlackStride.

He looked down at me with a smile. "You think you are safe, Don't you fleshy. Once a Decepticon, always a Decepticon." He grabbed my hand in his fingers and pulled down my sleeve of my jacket. Suddenly pain wrung my body. I looked down at my arm and gasped. The blue spirals from before were there, glowing brightly.

BlackStride laughed and let my arm go. "Wake up, Rachel, Wake up." He cackled, throwing me into the waiting darkness.'

With a scream I woke up. My hand still burned, as if I had just put it on top of a hot fire. I shuffled so I sat up on my knees, just now realizing that I was in Whiplash's hand. I looked up as he looked down at me. His eyes went wide as he looked at me. "Rachel, are you okay?" He asked quietly, worry written all over his tone.

In the reflection of his chest I saw a pair of glowing bleu eyes stare back at me. I screamed and backed up. I pressed my hand down on Whiplash's larger one.

For a moment a suddenly pulse of energy shot through me. I felt worry, fear, and confusion go through my mind. For a moment I saw something that I had not experienced before. But it wasn't me. It was Whiplash's memory.

It was a large ship, a deep grey colored metal surrounding me. I was running, the pounding of pedes loudly echoing around me. I stopped in front of a door and it moved to the side, a large gust of air nearly pulling me out. Suddenly I turn around, BlackStride standing right behind me. With a harsh shove he pushes me out, and I barely catch the edge of the door.

He chuckles and leans down, grabbing my wrist. "You were always useless. I hope you meet our sire in the pit, you piece of scrap. You're as good as offline. Goodbye, brother." And with that he pulled on my wrist, making me fall.

I gasp softly and rub my eyes. "Wh-what just happened?" I asked, looking up at him. He hums and shakes his head. "I don't know, but I felt that too." I go silent and look at my hand. My palm was covered in a blue flame, but it didn't hurt. It danced in my hand to an invisible wind, lightly flickering towards Whiplash.

Whiplash gasped, looking down at his chest. The two sections of his chest split apart, a glowing, pulsating orb of light coming through. The flame seemed to be drawn to that, as it seemingly flew over to it, wrapping around it. After a moment his chest compartments closed back together.

"What in the name of the Allspark was that?" He asked. I shake my head softly at his question. A feeling of relief slowly covers me, but I still didn't know what had happened.

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(A/N) what do you think that little flame was? What will happen between the two of them? What kinds of powers seemingly hide in Rachel? What did BlackStride mean?

Stay tuned to find out!