TFP Oneshots

Starscream X Child! Reader

Regular P.o.V

    A mother runs deep through the woods, large footsteps quickly following behind her. Adrenaline rushed through her whole body. In her arms rests a small child, sleeping and unaware of the danger she's in. 

      Ther mother trips up, injuring her ankle in the process. She tried to land on her back, protecting the child. 

   The large footsteps caught up to her, metal scraping against metal. "You're out of luck, human. I demand you give me the Cybertronian." The mother cowered in fear, and in a brash moment of selfishness, hands the large being the small child.
 
     The larger Cybertronian carefully held the smaller human-sized Cybertronian in his servo, as to not crush them. The mother's eyes widened as the giant robot transformed into a plane, and flew off.

---Back on the Decepticon's Ship--- 

      Starscream walked into Megatron's throne room, the smaller Cybertronian now awake, and rightfully scared of what was going on around them. "My Liege, I've managed to obtain the Human-Cybertronian." He declared, presenting said creature in the palm of his servo. Said Overlord looked at Starscream and grinned. "Good. It'll be in your care for the time being." Starscream gave an annoyed look and was about to speak up about before Megatron beat him to it. "Unless you want to be scrap metal, I suggest you take your order without complaint."

     The tall heeled bot only grumbled and went to take the small creature back to his private quarters. "Now I'm stuck with some useless cyber-organic who can't even speak!" He growled, putting you on the berth as he began pacing the room, his heels clicking loudly off the floor. "You don't even look like a Cybertronian, why is Megatron after you?" He poked at you, making you giggle as bright blue circuitry glowed brightly under the layers of your skin. He gave you a curious look before doing the action again, enticing the same reaction as before. "I can see how you aren't human, but I'm not sure what you ever have to offer us.

---Time Skip 14 Years Later---

     You were 16 now, going by human years. You acted and looked like a human on the outside but in reality, your metal hid underneath the many layers of skin. You had a spark, like a Cybertronian, and you had weaponry built into you that you could activate whenever and cause destruction.  Starscream has been your caregiver ever since you were brought onto the ship, and throughout the years, you both had created a special connection, like a family. He taught you Cybertronian, how to read and write in the ever confusing language. You never went to a regular school, always having lessons on the ship either directly from Starscream or Soundwave. You were being trained by Knockout how to be a medic since your size posed as a disadvantage in most missions. 

     The Autobots had once tried to rescue you, almost two years from now and had failed. Starscream almost turned Arcee into scrap metal when he saw you in her servos. 
    If you had to be honest with yourself, you loved your life as a Decepticon, you loved being able to have the protection of a bunch of giant Cybertronians, whether they were directly your kind or not.

(This sucked absolute ass! I'm sorry about not updating this in like-two years but I disconnected from this fandom. I might get back into it over the summer but thats really unlikely. Sorry if you guys don't like this, I don't blame you lmao. ~WolfWriter)