My legs couldn't hold the weight of my body any longer and collapse to the cold concrete ground of the Med. Bay. Grunting and banging my fist against the ground, I get on my knees and glanced over to Ratchet. He is watching from the sidelines, not helping in any kind of way and only telling me to continue going on.

The muscles in my entire body are still tired after a day of resting and weren't feeling the greatest even with the resting I have done. I got fed up with feeling so weak and ask Ratchet if I could move around to get the blood flowing through my muscles again. He actually agreed and thought it to be good for me to move around.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes after collapsing for the twelfth time today and I was getting frustrated with how many times my body has fallen. Ratchet sighed quickly with his gaze locked on with mine. "Get up, try again. I will tell you to stop when I believe you have done enough," Ratchet ushered and not making any movement towards me.

A small glare sets on my face as my eyes bored into his optics. "I can't, can't you see. Whatever happened during the battle caused me to weaker than an ant," I harshly said, not really meaning for it sound so harsh. He shakes his helm and orders me to continue on what he is making me do. "No, I'm done." With that, I let my body fall over to the side and allow the tears to fall down my face. I looked and felt weak for the first time in a while and there wasn't anything for me to do about it.

"You're lucky Prowl and Optimus are making their way over here or I would make you continue. Now get up and at least make it to your pile of blankets on the ground," Ratchet ordered once more and this time, I listened and rose off the concrete with my legs shaker than an earthquake.

Taking small steps to get me closer to my other little spot in the Med. Bay, I reach it in a matter of minutes but stop before going underneath the table. My eyes gaze up to where my original perch is and my wings yearned to off the ground for the time being. Making it my mission to reach the perch myself, my wings extend outwards and tremble under of their own weight; the muscles having trouble holding them up.

You can do this, you can do this. Do it like normal and pump your wings. Doing what my brain is telling me to do, my wings push down in a weak attempt to get me back in the air. You're not weak, show them that and get yourself in the air. Once more, my wings do multiple downbeats (stronger ones this time) and actually get me lifted off the ground by a couple of feet.

It didn't last long as my wings failed me and were too feeble to hold me up for more than a minute. My body roughly hits the concrete and a grunt escapes my mouth in reaction. Frustration is boiling underneath my scales, causing my scales to change to orange, red, and black, signaling irritation and anger at the whole situation.

One thing I will say is I don't regret it. The twins are mine and mine alone; no one else's and you will face the wrong end of my venom and claws if you dare get in between me and them. I guess Primus was right for once in his life and mine; he did kind of give me a purpose to those around me and see the light of his ways, even if I didn't always agree with him. His brother, on the other hand, can go fuck off.

While lying on the floor like a failure that I am, my ears caught the sound of the familiar sound of Prowl and Optimus' pedesteps. Changing my gaze to the hangar door, my eyes watch the leader of the Autobots and his S.I.C stroll into the hangar. Both see me on the ground and ignore me, they walk over to where Ratchet is greeted them. Well, probably because they reverted to their native language and begin to talk about some stuff that I, of course, couldn't understand.

Not liking how secret they are being around me, I sighed (ingoing who is around me and my surroundings) quickly through my mouth as my nose is plugged up by some snot and attempted another try at getting into the air. My wings were sorer from the work they had just done and had trouble holding me up.

It took multiple fallings from one to five feet from the ground for me to finally stay in the air longer than five minutes. I take a risk, a very risky one, and pumped my wings to get me higher off of the ground; my wings reach an outstanding ten feet in the air. Pumping my wings to fly me towards my perch, I land carefully on my perch and literally collapse in happiness for reaching here without falling from such a high height.

Glancing over to where the three large bots are standing talking amongst each other, I seethed silently in anger from them being secretive about what they are speaking out. It must have been about me since Ratchet glanced at me twice since they have begun, Prowl and Optimus have glanced at me once each, giving me the hint they are talking about me.

If you have something to say about me and are literally speaking about it in front of me, say it out loud or don't even converse with each other unless I'm out of sight or range. It's rude in the first place and they should by now or even in their species know it's rude to talk about someone not-so-nicely behind their back.

Instead of letting the frustration get under my scales, I rest my head on my hands like a cat would do and close my eyes. Might as well catch up on some needed sleep with the time given to me, Ratchet will be busy for a while and with my situation, there was nothing for me to do at the moment. Yet, at the same time, I wished I didn't allow myself to fall under the spell.

Once again, for the millionth time, I was drawn in the inky blackness of the void or whatever the hell this is. But this was different in a good way. The two strings attached to my soul and the two orbs floating on both side of me are back and much more thicker, showing the connection is officially a bond in the Cybertronian sense.

Their emotions are flowing freely and casting an aura around both of them. With my emotions on lockdown (I was trained to keep a hold on them and make sure to not let them get your way), there wasn't an aura around me to help light up the area a little bit more.

"," Primus spoke up out of thin air with his voice riveting my attention. Snapping my head up to see if he is in anywhere of my sights, nothing of the slightest blue hue appears and I growl lowly to ward him and his brother off once more. They should have learned it last time that I am stronger than both of them combined, yet here we are again.

My eyes rolled in their sockets (I stopped myself from laughing at the accident sexual joke he said) and set a glare in front of me, knowing he could easily see it as this is his realm after all. "I care about them yes, I will willingly say that out loud for all to hear but I will never let them see the darkness that my soul holds. If I even let them get a taste out the evilness-I understand they are in a war at the moment and have seen bad stuff-they will never want to see my face ever again."

"You don't understand, you're a fucking god and can do whatever you please and think it's for the greatest but not here, not in my life. You need to stay away from me and out of my life and stop meddling in it, you don't have a place here on earth and neither does your brother who I know is listening to this conversation at this very moment." I could feel two pair of eyes/optics watching from the darkness, one being the halo brother and the other being the devilish horned brother.

Both of the forms of the gods of Cybertron appeared in front of me. "," Unicron snarled and leaned down with his face right in mine, attempting to scare me.

His attempt failed and I growled lowly. "I have broken your control on me, I'm no longer 'yours' to the both of you. I will play this game as one of the controllers not as a pawn of yours. Get it through your thick skulls or I will show you not to mess with the most dangerous creature not known to mankind." They needed to learn not to mess with me or they are going to see the wrong end of my claws.

"-," Primus started but I knew exactly what he was going to say.

"Don't speak that name ever again!" I snarled with a hint of fear underlining the anger flowing through my veins. "She is dead, the only one alive is Nightmare or to others Midnight." Now they knew how to get further underneath my scales if they wanted to.

Primus only shook his head and sighed. "-." I interrupted Unicron this time.

"I'm not caring or kind! I kill and have killed others just so I could see another day. I should have just one of those damn kids kill me and end this entire problem. I wouldn't have to deal with you two in the first place or any of this. I would have never met Sides-." And for some reason that made and think about him and his twin.

Glancing up to the two floating in front of me, an expression of realization and horror passed over my face. That was their plan, to get me close with two of their kind and see the good and kindness of their creations and help them. But my mind or heart didn't have the willpower to say no to the twins. "," Primus spoke my exact thoughts.

"You did this on purpose! You wanted me to become close and lay down my guard for them. So in return for them giving me safety, I would lay down my life for your kind as you already know I'm loyal as they come." It still didn't make sense on why they choose the child with mommy-er family problems to lead their kind to a peaceful life.

"You won't stop, won't you?" I questioned both of them with tears threatening to fall from my eyes. I may be stronger than them but it would be nearly impossible to shake them if they won't give up on their hold on me.

"," Primus answered with the words not wanting to be heard by me.

Hanging my head low and not caring if the tears fall freely down my face (I'm already letting emotions go so why not throw the rest of my fucks out of the window), I gently shake my head side to side. "I guess all I can say is okay. I'll listen to your orders like a dog on a leash; if I can't escape, might as well embrace, am I right?"

The darkness fell away from my vision and I was softly brought back to the land of the living. Sitting up and gently rubbed my eyes to get the tiredness out of them, I glance around the hangar. My eyes caught the sight of Optimus, Prowl, and Ratchet finishing their conversation.

Boss Bot and Stick Up His Ass make their way over to me and stop in front of me. "Midnight, we would like to talk to you if you are feeling alright to speak with us," Optimus requested. His tone of voice held an underlining hint of secrecy and that put me off of his request, I didn't it one bit.

"I'm still sore and tired; I don't really talk at the moment, maybe later?" I questioned using a lie to get them away so I can sneak away until they get off of my back. Actually, my body felt a whole lot better without the soreness or tiredness within my muscles.

Optimus didn't sense my lie and nodded his helm. "Okay, Midnight. Hope you feel better as soon as possible." With that, he left with his S.I.C in two and I watched them until they turned left to probably head back to their offices.

Without another thought or even glance at Ratchet who is still in the Med. Bay, I head out of the window next to my perch and soar freely in the cooling air. The night was beginning to take over the somewhat warm day, giving me the advantage of being able to sneak around much easier than usual.

It wasn't long until I arrived at the large hangar door of the Terror twin's berthroom. My chest could feel the two inside of there, sitting around and doing nothing of extreme actions. I wasn't a coward as doing something in my opinion that is stupid, I raised my fist to knock on the metal door when it suddenly opened.

Sides stands in front of me with a smile adorning his face. "Midnight! Oh my Primus! You're alright. Ratchet wouldn't tell us if you were okay and didn't let us even see you after what happened. What did happen? You were covered by flames and attacked Starcatcher with such speed, it could match ours," Sides ranted while inviting me into their berthroom.

"Um well, I don't even know what that was. Never in my life has that ever happened to me and I wish for it to never happen again. I was sore complete throughout my body and could barely move my body to take a step anywhere. Anyway, I came by to see how you guys are doing and to hang out for the time being before Ratchet notices I'm gone." They let me hang out until Ratchet figured out that I'm gone and orders for me to come back, which I had to listen or it would not end well for me.

Time Skip: three days

The loud Decepticon alarm rang throughout the base and I immediately headed in the direction of the Main Hangar where everyone is rushing to get to. William is shouting out orders and gives is the normal nod of his head to say for me to leave. Without another thought, I speedily made my way towards the planes taxiing on to the runway.

Sitting on my haunches at the back of the huge plane as it was away from everyone in here, I grip on the inside side of it to make sure not to tumble from my spot right next to the ramp.

It wasn't long before the back of the plane opened and releases the human occupants inside. I quickly dive out of the plane, passing the other humans dropping out with me, and unfurling my wings to glide down to the ground.

There wasn't any time to even think up a plan as Cons appeared out of nowhere and begun to attack us, I reacted on my instincts and attacked anything with red optics, making sure not to hurt any on our side.

While battling a few drones that lead me away from the main group, I spotted a group of humans moving swiftly over to us. They held high powered guns in their grasp and my eyes caught the sight of the symbol I dreaded, this is Jasper here to claim their prize.

Taking down the last drone and hovering in the air for a second before they opened fire on me, I dodged most of the bullets while ripping my claws through one of their teammates. There wasn't any remorse for these people as I tore through them like paper.

After the battle, we all headed home with few injuries including me with a few bullet holes. I headed to the Med. Bay to sleep and rest up after using most of my energy to fight the Cons and beginning the healing process for my newly made wounds. I didn't care if Primus or Unicron took me to their realm, all I wanted was some Z's.