Adult-FanFiction.org : Cartoons

Age of the Machine (Market Comodity 3)	By : Scienceteacher Category: Transformers > G1 > Round Robins Views: 6356 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Do not own Transformers/Hasbro, Am not making a dime off of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A.o.M. part 1
- 2-A.o.M. 2
- 3-A.o.M 3
- 4-A.oM.4
- 5-AoM 5
- 6-AoM 6
- 7-AoM 7
- 8-AoM 8
- 9-AoM 8-1/2
- 10-AoM 9
- 11-AoM 10
- 12-AoM 11
- 13-AoM 12
- 14-Once upon a time
- 15-AoM 13
- 16-AoM 14
- 17-AoM 15
- 18-AoM 16
- 19-AoM 17
- 20-Family Ties
- 21-AoM 18
- 22-Family Ties Pt 2
- 23-AoM19
- 24-Family Ties Pt 3
- 25-AoM 20
- 26-Family Ties Pt 4
- 27-AoM 21
- 28-AOM 22
- 13
- 14
- 15
Chapter contributed by : fireinthesky

so, my little story.

I´m german, and ...well not very good in english. I hope you can look over my mistakes and just enjoy the story.

This is just something like a little background story, no real smut. That will come later ... I hope xD

It´s in the TFA world, and I hope you can guess who our clone is, the answer is in the last sentence.

Well now, here you go.

Disclaimers: TF and StSe´s story are not mine

Once upon a time, there was happiness.

He remembered it.

But that´s all it was. A memory.

Never again he would be happy, that he was sure of. He once had a master. A beautiful one, although she would have never agreed with him in that matter.

She gave him a name, gave him a home, and … that amazed him the most, gave him her love. A love he cherished, as long as he was able to.

She had children, two of them, the originally reason for her to buy a clone. Divorced, and alone with two young boys, barely able to organize her own daily business, he seemed to be the perfect solution. The Salesman told her about his other special “abilities”, but she didn´t believed that she would have a use for them.

He never found out where she got the money to actually buy him, and, if he was honest with himself, he didn´t really want to know. She wasn’t a rich woman, all of that little what she had, she worked hard for.

Her name… nothing but a memory.

Julia.

Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.

He once told her so.

But she only laughed at him, winked and caressed his windshield.

She always said that she wasn´t considered a beauty among the people around her, her body not the ideal they all wanted.

But he found that every of her curves was something special to him, her skin like silk, and her face with the soft lips, the big eyes and the straight nose held something exotic, that none of the family members he knew possessed.

Her laugh was contagious, and he often found himself laughing, just because she was. He loved to tell her jokes, only to hear her laugh.

Because there was not much in her life to laugh about.

He also loved her ability to be amazingly silent.

She could sit there for hours, only reading, listening to music or just watching her kids play.

He shook his head.

Her children. He loved them, not as much as he loved their mother, but it was strangely as if they were … his.

The children were too young to go to school, and so it was his job to look after them while Julia was at work.

He played with them, cooked their meals, and watched them as they slept.

At the Weekend, all of them would go to the park, or just take a walk like a real family.

He had his own room, had his own money, even if it wasn´t that much, and he was content.

But he heard her cry, every night.

And if he had been in possession of a human heart, it would have broken because of that sound.

One night he just couldn´t stand it anymore.

He went to her room, opened the door and peeked inside.

There she was, sitting on the edge of her bed, head in her hands and her hair covering her face. But even from his far point at the door he could see the tears falling on the floor.

“Julia?” He asked, cautious. Maybe he wasn´t allowed entering her room.

When she didn´t acknowledged him, he walked closer till he stood directly in front of her.

Again he said her name, and this time she looked up to him.

Her face was smeared with the rest of her makeup and her eyes were glittering with tears.

And then, with a sob, she threw her arms around his waist, pulled him closer and wailed.

He hugged her, his hands rubbing softly over her back, trying to comfort her.

“I feel so completely useless, so stupid…” She muttered, rubbing her face on his abdominal plating.

“Why do you feel so?” He asked her.

“It´s just … well honestly I don´t even know, isn´t that stupid enough?”

She didn´t let go off him, arms still tightly around his waist, looking up to his optics.

He smiled back at her and bowed down to put a kiss on her head, like he sometimes did when one of the children had hurt itself.

He remembered the flash of surprise when she grabbed his face and pulled him down into a searing kiss.

From there on it was just a blurred memory of feather light touches, soft moans and whimpers and hot kisses.

Their life was good until the nightmare began. Rumors of Earthquakes, of Catastrophes, of Plunderers and Clones out of control. He didn´t want to believe that everything could change this fast, within days the whole world he knew was thrown into chaos, nothing was safe anymore.

And then the day he remembered all too well, but wished he couldn´t remember at all, happened.

In the chaos of falling ashes the plunderers came to her house.

They broke into the house, surprised her in the children’s room, while he was in the basement looking for candles.

He could hear their screams of pain, of fear. And by the time he was out of the basement and fought the men off, the children stopped crying.

And they would never cry again.

They left the house, left the children, who were bedded in their beds to rest in peace.

There was nothing for her to look back.

But her heart was broken beyond repair.

Day after day they walked through the chaos that life was now, always searching for water, food and shelter.

She died after the fourth week of wandering.

Used some of the sleep-pills they found in one of the abandoned warehouses.

“I cannot take it anymore, I´m so sorry, but …”

He silenced her with a kiss.

“It´s alright. Sleep now”

He held her until her body was cold.

Left her behind. And maybe she would find her peace, wherever she was now.

Now it was just him.

He wandered through the lands, day after day, month after month, year after year; sometimes the ashes were so high that he could only crawl. Always on the run, because some of the clones he met were strange to say at last. Most were violent, and day after day he fought for his life.

Sometimes they could score a hit at him, and in one of this encounters he lost his left optic. Not a great loss, he said to himself. At least he was still online.

One day he found something he wasn´t sure what to think of.

So many bots on one place? Not fighting each other? What was that?

And those figures, where they … Humans?!? .. .It couldn´t be!

After all this, now years, of wandering around, never seeing someone else but these crazy bots.

He had to take a closer look at them. And maybe, maybe he would have someone else to talk to, someone who didn´t send him away.

The Blurr-Clone was on his way to an unknown future.

There ... good? not? tell me xD
- 13
- 14
- 15
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

Age of the Machine (Market Comodity 3)