This story took place in a series, which I have unpublished. So now this is a stand alone. Legacy, the daughter of Smokescreen and a human woman has to find her place on Cybertron...
New language, new faith, new friends, new planet. I've given up everything moving to this strange world. Worst of all, I'm alone.
A/N: Transformers belongs to its rightful owners as well as the cover and media. I only own my OC(s) and the plot of course.
I was really proud of this book, but not the others within the series, so I wanted to leave it here. I really felt like I made this book my own and it's really near and dear to my heart, so while some things may be out of context, I hope you can enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
Nichole James has been medically discharged from the Marine Corps. She was in a ambush overseas. She is a heartless, ruthless killer. She is a soulless human being. She only has one person that knows everything about her and its not a person, its an Autobot named Diesel. After the ambush she is taken away and thinks he died trying to save her life. Her superiors send her to N.E.S.T so the boys there can assets her situation. She was the only survivor and won't talk.
Then she meets Sunstreaker. They hate each other right off the bat. As much as they hate each other and try to stay away from each other, they always find a way to run into each other. Sunstreaker feels the pull, Sideswipe feels it too.
She begins to trust him. He helps her to become more human. She falls for him. Neither of them know what love is, but they learn together. That is until Sunstreaker does the unfathomable. Sideswipe knows somethings not right. Sunny would never do something like that.
Sunny's gone, Nichole's devastated. Will Sideswipe get the two back together? Will he fall for her too? Will the lifeless human be able to feel again?
Set in Bayverse. Not really set during a specific movie.
I do not own Transformers. I only own my character.
Mild Swearing and some violence