Silence that's all that ever greeted you, and that's all you'll ever know. Maybe that's why you intrigued Tarn? someone who wasn't affected by his voice...an individual tied to him by name and fate how terrifying...After all "Why would a monster deserve an innocent soul like yours?" I liked this Idea so much I've decided to turn it into a book.

A short one-shot about tarn kidnaping you and basically brainwashing you to have Stockholm syndrome. Now you have a kid on the way and tarn could not be happier. it's on ao3 to! https://archiveofourown.org/works/21072236 ART IS NOT MINE!!!

When Dreadflight, a Decepticon assassin, is apprenticed to the D.J.D, she is surprisingly welcomed. The D.J.D. has their own set of demons, often in the form of Overlord who can't seem to leave them alone, but as well as many nightmares they experience in a line of work she never knew they did. Killing traitors is actually more of a side thing to cover up the real goings on, and there are a lot more enemies to the Decepticon name than Tarn and Megatron care to reveal. When an infiltrator is found inside their main headquarters however, all chaos threatens to break loose. But while Megatron swiftly covers everything up, Dreadflight finds herself running with the D.J.D. to stop the beginnings of a second, much more destructive war brewing on the horizon. Book one of the Rising Storm series.

Tailgate sleeps through the Lostlights' launch and is instead found by The Decepticon Justice Division after he almost shoots Tarn, but instead of ordering his immediate death he spares the small bot and takes him in. Will Tailgate follow in his new leaders footsteps or will he change them forever? >No OCs >>No Ships >>>Lots Of Voilence >>>>Lots Of Sadness

Book 2 of the Rising Storm Series Dreadflight has spent three years with the DJD, chasing down lead after lead, hoping to track down what remains of the Functionist Council. But when they return to Decepticon headquarters, an unexpected visitor arrives from the past, and Dreadflight begins to realize just how precarious her spot on the DJD really is. One mistake could land her into a world of hurt, and she's not the only one. Trouble is brewing in the Conclave, and Tarn starts to question how much power the officers really have, and who is really pulling the strings...and inch by inch the metaphorical noose around his own neck begins to tighten.