Genus met her little sister after Dux's optics turned teal again. Later the small family noticed her meaness, so Viri decided to leave her by the street. Dux cried once her sire left her by the street to offline. She was now able to walk, but couldn't talk. A purple, seaweed green, and silver femme stopped by her, and crouched by the weeping sparkling.
"Hey, what's wrong little one?"
the femme wispered. The sparkling looked up at her with her lonely, big, teal optics.
"Where's your sire and carrier? Did they just leave you here?"
she asked. The sparkling nodded and wiped her tear-dotted optics as the femme picked her up.
"Well, I'll be your new carrier, alright? My designation is Partheno Mitera, and I'll take care of you very well."
Partheno said softly as she looked kindly to the sparkling. The sparkling smiled and rested her helm on Partheno's chasis.
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The Guide's Curse
FanfictionSo this is the rewrite of A Spark's Friend At The End. Own nothing but the story and my characters. A femme sparkling named Dux Scintilla, is the sparkling of a kind Tamarrud carrier and a Decepticon sire.
