Megatron's sparkmate (squeal to ironhides sparkling)

Gone

It's been nine months since I lost everything. Since. I lost Megatron. I lost my spirit.

With megatrons dead a piece of me died. I will never be the same.

And there are no words to describe how lonely and heartbroken I feel

Primus must have hated me. I would spend hours at megatrons grave. just wasting away.

I missed Megatron more then anything in all the galaxy's. Dad and mum and everyone else tried to help me.

I didn't want their help. I didn't need it. I needed Megatron back. He was my life. My everything.

And I would kill to see him again. I had tried and failed. To offline myself so I could see Megatron again.

But it was no use. Primus wouldn't let me die. He wanted me to suffer. Why. I had no idea.

The only thing I lived for was my child. It had been a girl. And I named her celestra.

She was an exact copy of Megatron. And it hurt me to see her. But I loved her. I was a shell of my former self.

I lost contact with all my friends. Spent hours in my room. I would take time for celestra but not enough.

So I tried harder to take care of her but. I was struggling. Even with dads help raising her.

Celestra was kind and quiet and brave. Just like Megatron. And she was growing at an incredible rate.

Uncle ratchet said he had never seen anything like it. I feared I would soon loose her to.

Celestra sometimes asks me about Megatron. I do my best to tell her how amazing he really was.

How he changed for the better. How I loved him. But no words could described Megatron. He was my life.