"It's either I tell them or you tell them. You can't hide this from them, it's not right," Ratchet declared with arms crossed over his chassis and a parenting look on his face. He wants me to tell the Terror twins what has been going on with me and maybe it's the same for them.

Shaking my head side to side, I cross my own arms over my chest but immediately regret it. It rubbed on the gauze that is covering my chest and against the open wound. "No, they aren't bothered by it and shouldn't be," I argued while place my hand on hip for a sassy look since crossing my arms over my chest is off the list.

"And why is that?" he pressured for the last words of my sentence. A small glare set in my direction by him. "Why don't you want them to know? Also you don't know that they aren't bothered by it. Though it does seem weird for them acquire this many injuries on a low mission." Sunstreaker was the worse out of the two, maybe he felt me hugging his orb and it distracted him from the battle.

Hiding the truth from him isn't going to work. He will pressure me into telling them or he'll do it himself; either way, it's not good for me. "Fine, I will tell them but I need an answer: what is the name of your god?" I hesitantly agreed while

A smile grew in his lips in pride of him able to break my stubborn barrier but it turned to confusion. "Why does he have to do with any of this?" he questioned until he saw my expression, he gave in. "His name is Primus." Nodding my head and taking off in the air, I wave goodbye and leave to fulfill my promise.

The twins were in their berthroom; Sunstreaker drawing his usual beautiful drawings and Sides reading on his datapad. Hovering in the door way of the hangar, Sides is the first to notice me. "Hey, Night. What are you up to?" He stood up off of his berth and coaxed me in with a wave of his servo.

Nervousness begun to boil underneath my scales at thought of having to tell them. It finally hit me when entering their berthroom and landing quietly on the edge of Sides berth. Sunstreaker nodded at me to acknowledge my presences before getting back to his drawing; hopefully he finish it soon I can see it.

Glancing down at my hands and messing with them, I find my voice. "Well, um, Ratchet is making me do this. But I have a question before I start explaining: have you been feeling a pull or a tug when I'm away?" I questioned while looking up at them. Sides jerks his helm back slightly in shock and glances over to his brother.

Sunstreaker stops what he is doing and turned in his chair to gaze at his brother. After a couple of seconds of a weird staring contest, both set of optics stared down at me. "Have you been feeling a pull when we are away?" Sunshine threw back the same question with a bit of a mix to it. His question answered my question but I wanted both of them to say they have been to give me closure.

"You answer my question first and I will answer yours after," I argued and placing my hand on my hip after knowing pressure on my chest wound would be painful. The yellow frontliner rolled his optics and crossed his arms over his chassis.

"Yes, we have been feeling a pull. We thought it was between us to since, you know, we are spark spilt twins and something was happening. But this will change everything if you are feeling it to. Nothing's impossible in my book," Sides answers with words. Fuck my entire life; I'm attached, not physically, to theses two. They don't need to be dragged into a second war that doesn't include them.

Groaning softly under my breath, I flop backwards on the fabric of Sides berth. "This isn't good. Fuck, I need to talk to Ratchet," I said mostly to myself before rising off the berth and soaring into the air. Before one of them could stop me, I zoom out of the hangar and towards the Med. Bay. Hopefully Ratchet will know how to break it and after that, they will never see me again.

Doc Bot was standing off to the side at one of his tables, working on something important. He has yet to notice my sudden presence and I landed on the table next to him, making sure my talons click loudly for him to hear them. He snaps out of his trance of science and turns his gaze over to me.

"Don't' tell me you didn't do it?" he questioned with his voice filled with disappointment. He turns his body to face me and leans against his table with arms crossed over his chassis.

"Yes I did but I have-," before I could finish my sentence, a set of twins barge into the Med. Bay. They spot me on the table and rush over to me. Sunstreaker was the first to grab me hold me close to his spark. Instead of following for his attempt to steal me away, I squirm out of his grasp and fly higher than they could reach me.

"What in the fuck was that for? And you rudely interrupted me," I growled while landing on the rafters above everyone. Sunstreaker gave me glare and his body language told me it all, he wanted me to come down. His twin was giving me a pleading look to come down and follow them out of here. "Well it's actually a good thing you're here," I turn to gaze at Ratchet, "how to I break the connection?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a both of them express a look of shock and betrayal. It still didn't stop me from not wanting to be connected with them. My life style can't handle being with them or even having a connection with them. It would cause their down fall and mine as well; my mission is yet to be finished.

Ratchet reacts the same way and gasps while placing hand over his spark. "You don't mean that Midnight," he sees the look in my eyes, "you do... Why do you want to break it? They are annoying but saying no to a bond that has already formed is very disrespectful." Good, that means they'll hate me afterwards and won't come looking for me.

"How do you break it?" I questioned once more with more pressure to my voice. Ratchet only shook his head; it didn't make sense to me on why he did that. A slight pang of quilt hit me at the saddened and betray look in both of the twins; Sunstreaker was trying to hide it yet was failing from my superior skills.

"At this point you can't break it. Maybe at the very beginning but now, it could possibly kill you," Ratchet explained. A barked laugh escaped my mouth at the thought of it 'killing' me. There is only one thing in the entire universe that can kill me, not even my own hand could kill me. A small memory of the red mineral flashed in my mind and a shiver went down my spine.

"That can't kill me, I'm almost invincible. You can try but you'll only fail. It's a secret though," I laughed like it was the funniest thing ever heard and it was and shifted my position a little bit as it was slightly uncomfortable. The normal pain from the bond was beginning to rise from the distance and lack of contact with at least one of the twins.

"What do you mean that you're almost invincible?" Sideswipe spoke up. Turning around to face him and his twin, a sweet, honeyed smile softly grew on my face. It wouldn't be good for them, any of them, to know what and how to kill me. It wouldn't be any good for me either; they can turn on me and use it against me.

"There is only one thing in the entire universe that can kill me and it's one of the rarest minerals known to earth," I replied and crouched on my haunches to make it easier to watch the expressions of the bots below me. Sunstreaker was able to hide the shock on his face yet his eyes told another story. Sides and Ratchet more forwardly showed their shock of the not-so-new news.

It took some time and lots of explaining and lying for them to get off my tail. They only know that one thing can kill me and I didn't know what; that wasn't true, I know exactly what can harm me and what can kill me. When it's near me, I can feel a slight buzz in the air and the smell burns my nose and makes my eyes water uncontrollably.

After, Sides and Sunshine to me back to their berthroom (I didn't know why I had just rejected their 'proposal') and the red frontliner was attempting to snuggle with me; I wasn't having it and was escaping at every given chance.

An idea hit me while balancing on top of the rafters; they were smart enough to close the large hangar door. They didn't fully close a window and that's what became my escape. Opening the window fully and hopping out, my wings unfurl to catch the oncoming air and took me high in the air, away from them.

My escape didn't last long as the short bond was stretching and causing pain to grow. My wings faltered many times and took me closer to the snow-covered ground. My landing wasn't as rough like my others with the snow and my body crashed into the snow, face first.

With the speed I was going at was enough for my body to flip once and had land me on my back. I laid there until the famous duo picked my weak body and carried me back to their berthroom. They closed the window for my second escape to be no more, forcing me to stay with them until they choose for me to leave.

Sides lies down on his berth once more and gently places me on his chassis. "Why? Why don't you want to be with us?" Bull's-eye questioned out of nowhere and I told him the cold, hard truth, most of it at least. Can't be having them knowing of my daring escape of never being found again by them.

Staring deep in his bright, sky blue optic with my light, silver eyes, I begin telling him and his twin all they needed to know. "My life style with all the running from my problems and all doesn't and can't be attached to one or more beings. Fate herself doesn't allow me to have any relationships with anyone beside my father," I didn't know why this broke my calm demeanor, "But I ca-n't having on-e of you get-ting hurt because of m-e. Si-des, you're the fir-st one in m-y entire life t-o show a mo-nster lo-ve and affection." A small tear ran down my face; this is what I mean, they make me show my weaknesses to the world. They would be my downfall.

The red frontliner used his digit carefully to wipe off the tear of my face. "We get hurt all the time and you don't have to run any more, you have a home here with us," he reassured and placed his digit underneath my chin. Growling from the spark of anger, I smack his digit away and stomped down to his abdomen.

Turing around to face him again, I gaze him once more. "You don't understand you over grown tin can. By being with me, it could kill you, both of you and I wouldn't be able to handle the guilt. Jasper will find me and will find you guys, my weaknesses," I hissed out lowly and angrily wiped the tears streaming down my face.

Finally Sunstreaker stopped what he was doing and turned around in his chair to look at me. "This group of Jasper won't find you. You are safe with us and we will protect you," Sunstreaker declared with determination in his optics. If only they knew how dangerous Jasper is and they would be hiding from everything that moved or made noise.

Time passed after our talk and finally it became time to sleep, the perfect time for me escape. They predicted this and made sure everything was locked, not allowing me to escape. They wouldn't be able to stop me from leaving though, even if they tried their hardest.

Carefully crawling from underneath his servo, I take off in the air with my wings not making a sound. My wings carry me over to a vent and using my claws to unscrew the screws; I quietly swing it up and cringe at the creak it. It didn't wake the two gladly and I slowly crawl army style with my wings pressed tightly against my back. This was very uncomfortable and didn't help with the connection adding extra pain.

The air duct takes me upward to the ventilation on top of hangar and instead of getting cut up by it; I use my claw to cut through the metal. I create an exit for me and crawl out. Not wanting to leave too much evidence for them to find, I use ice to fix the hole in the metal.

Fighting against the connection and taking flight in the air, I begin my journey southeast. They won't suspect me to hit the more populated areas and will try to find me in forests surrounding their base. It's time for me to leave; I have stayed way too long and have gotten too close to some of the bots here.