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A New View Of Transformers Animated	By : Human-Born-Decepticon Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Het - M/F Views: 1385 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Animated, I only own my OC's. No money/profit is being made and this is for entertainment proposes only

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I would have put this in the story, but I couldn't find a way to insert it into the story.
OC's physical description: very tall, very strong and sexy femme seeker. Much bigger in height than all of the Autobots, and all the Decepticons except Megatron. She has similar colors to Skywarp and ear fins like Optimus Prime.

I know its wrong... but I can't bring myself to regret the decision... Or, not wrong in my view, but wrong in the previous Magnus' point of view. But, I better start at the beginning; I don't want to confuse anyone.
It all started as a normal day, busting up space rocks to clear a space bridge. I may not be an Autobot, but I'm not a Decepticon either. I am a neutral: I am neither Autobot nor Decepticon, and for a good reason. Unlike most of the neutrals, I am not one out of cowardice and fear of the fight, but from the fact that I agree with traits from both sides. I agree with the Decepticons where I can't stand weaklings or pathetic sniveling fools, but I am like the Autobots where I give younger species the time to learn and I can tolerate some jackafts. I will not, however, tolerate species that have had time to learn how not to be weak... I stay with the Autobots, and to keep out of the political garbage, I joined a space bridge repair crew. I help, glad to do something. Oh, I'm Metal Strike, by the way. I also stayed with the Autobots because they tend to be less violent than the Decepticons in attempting to grope me ( why I am in space instead of on Cybertron).
I always enjoyed working with my hands more than most femmes as well. I was just busting up rocks when the bridge we were working on suddenly turned on. "Who hit the 'on' switch?" I yelled as I got far enough away so that it won't pull me in. I didn't get an answer, everyone was cowering except Optimus Prime, who was making sure no one got their afts sucked into the space bridge. I saw the glow from behind a large rock, but decided that it doesn't need to be pointed out. It might be more dangerous than the little Autobots can handle. Optimus smashed the rock, ignoring Ratchets protests, as I landed nearby. I saw a strange box, and Ratchet ended up hauling it back to the ship. I sighed and followed when I saw that everyone else was following him inside. So much for doing a little work today. Primus forbid anyone get some actual work done around here! We went into the ship, and I saw a Decepticon signal beeping on the control panel. I looked at Prowl when he said something about the Decepticons finding us.
They contacted whiny Chin-bot, and he let Optimus talk to Ultra Magnus. I got the feeling that Ultra Magnus' request for us to 'sit tight' will fall on deaf audios. The Nemesis came into view and we tried to get away, ending up with Megatron aboard. I noticed his lingered glance at me, and he got into a fight that I couldn't help with with the Autobots. I didn't mind, enjoying my view of Megatron's aft. I may ignore attractiveness in mechs most of the time, but I can't ignore how attractive the spiky Decepticon leader is. I averted my optics when I saw him start to turn around; as appealing as looking at his codpiece would be, I don't think anyone else would think so. He must have noticed my insignia, or rather, lack of. "You're a neutral." he stated. "Yes, and you're a Decepticon. Now that we're done stating the obvious, what do you want?" "What's you're designation?" "That, is none of your business." "feisty..." my optics widened at his assessment. "To bad you aren't a Decepticon..." he said, faint longing in his voice. My spark stuttered. My jaw would have gone limp, but I've got too much self-control for that to happen. He smirked at my silent reaction. Then the fight started up again, and I let my jaw go limp. I shut my jaw quickly and went back to ogling at Megatron's aft. I thought 'Well, that was interesting!'
I felt the newly activated anti-gravity turn off, and I was thrown onto Megatron. He looked at me and confined me by wrapping his arms around me and holding me against his body. I struggled, but I felt a shiver (that I suppressed) go down my spine. He smirked and whispered in my ear "Are you coming back to my ship?" Obviously, he wants a femme berth-warmer. Not going to be me. Not me. I struggled "Nope." He seemed to follow my train of thought, because he chuckled, blowing hot air against my neck and sensitive ear fins. I, again, suppressed a shiver. He let me go, and I rolled to a crouch, my swords out, violet optics filled with anger, ready for a fight. He smirked at my animal-like crouch, but went to go find the All Spark. I sighed and went to go find a quiet place to cool down, my temperature having spiked to near- overload. I took a deep intake to cool myself off. I won't break down in from of the bots, but I will allow myself to break down in private.
I heard a crash and went to check it out. I saw that the docking door is open, and I was pulled in. I was sent out the hatch, and I took a human form to withstand the heat of entrance. I took the form of a Power, and I have been here before; I am the ORIGINAL Power. I landed and saw the world again. Time to go to Detroit, one of the few cities I can actually stand to be in. I went into a tree to go to sleep and find my spread out brother tomorrow; they are all on separate continents, separate planets. Oh well, that's tomorrows worry, transforming from a seeker to my Power form takes a lot of energy.

50 years later...
I sighed when I looked around the city. As much as I enjoy working for Professor Sumdac, I dislike living in large cities. Oh well, a job is a job. I saw a large goo monster, and then I saw the Autobots. Guess I chose the right city! I went into an alley and transformed. The energy drain is much less if I transform often, and I did in case I needed to sometime. Like now. "Hiya!" I exclaimed. "Metal Strike! Where have you been?" "When he" I pointed to Optimus "opened the docking hatch, I was thrown out. I've been looking for you guys!" I said "And, uh, what's with the muck monster?" " I don't know. We're just trying to help the local life forms." "Ok, I'll help!" when we were finished with the much monster and I was able to get away, I went to the job I was late for. "Sorry I'm late! I was helping with the much monster outside!" "Its ok, Amber. You've been working hard lately, and I need help with a project in my personal lab. will you help me?" "Of course!" Professor Sumdac smiled and I followed him to his lab. When he showed me the 'project' he was working on, I almost had a heart/spark attack when I saw Megatron's lab. Obviously, he didn't have as much luck on entry into the atmosphere. "Hello." Megatron said pleasantly. "Amber, he is my project." And so began mymisadventure because of one simple mistake that I will forever be grateful for.
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