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**To Feel Human – Finality**

**Spark Awakening** written by StSE, Universe G1

Tron’s optics were drawn like a magnet to the campus as the dope dealers drove him by it. MIT – the University that TC worked at. He contemplated this with narrowed optics as he returned his glare to the back of the men’s heads. They had stormed in Tracy’s apartment in the early morning hours. Demanding payment for the drugs she’d consumed. But because of the Nor-Easter she’d had no work for days. She’d tried to explain this to them. Pleading and begging for more time… But then she’d screamed as the dark one had hit her.

Tron had remained hidden at first. The gun was never seen as it lay under a newspaper on the floor. But his anger had flamed when he had heard his pet scream. No one hit his pet! Well, except him when he was forcing the dumb woman to eat some food. But those punches were to put some sense into her. If she didn’t eat, she’d die. She was his pet, and he wasn’t about to let her off-line herself through starvation. But enough of his reasons to smack her around! She was his, so he was entitled to – they weren’t. He had transformed in a blur, confronting the two men. Daring to even threaten them!

But they had guns and he didn’t. After much yelling and threatening back-and-forth, they’d made a deal. Tron now had a job. He would do the same thing that Tracy did. But for him it wasn’t illegal. So he had no fear of arrest. As far as the law was concerned, they would be renting the use of a dildo. And Tron would receive a just amount. Twenty percent of profits were his.

The University passed behind them as they drove Tron into his new life. The life of a ‘free’ clone! With a job, a pet and his own place… Yes, life would be good. For he was merely going to do what he was designed and programmed to do! He had once done this for free, but now, NOW the damned humans would pay him for his services! Yes, just like they paid Tracy for hers. He was equal to her. Equal to a human!

He smirked as he considered the future. One day he’d return and convince TC and other clones that they were equal to the humans. But until then, HE was already convincing humans to treat him as an equal! Yes, he would one day lead all clones. Lead them and create a nation.. One day…

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“Don’t you ever get enough?!?” TC sighed in exacerbation as he leaned on the door frame. Sharon had left them all alone at home today since she had important faculty meetings back-to-back. She’d left them a laundry list of things to do around the house. But it seemed like every time they took a break, Scream zoomed either - up to his room to self-interface again, or into their room to find a new ‘toy’ in order to self-interface with again.

Scream grinned shamelessly, and then proceeded to lean back over the open chest and poke around at its contents. “Nope,” he replied with a shrug.

TC slammed his afterburners down on the bed and crossed his arms. “I don’t think its healthy for you to be that fixated on overloading,” he commented as he cocked his head and studied Scream’s wings.

“Fuck you. You’ve never gone for two years without a true painless overload, so kiss my aft! Dr. Phelp said if I want to – its ok!” Scream retorted. With a triumphant squeal, he pulled out another fascinating dildo/vibrator combination that he wanted to try out.

The blue clone rolled his optics in disbelief. “But you’ve overloaded five times today! FIVE TIMES! Shit, enough is enough!” he exclaimed.

Scream snickered as he settled himself on the floor. He leaned his wings against the wall, bent and spread his legs. He smirked at TC as he opened his still-slick ports for yet another go-around. “Perhaps you are feeling a little, shall we say, backed up? Wanna join me?” he purred as he inserted his fingers and moaned.

TC sat stubbornly on the bed, silently glaring at the self-interfacing clone for a few minutes. But watching Scream enjoy himself caused his own interface systems to activate. His air frame shook with want. With need to overload… With a sigh of defeat, he got off the bed, went and picked out his own toy, and positioned himself right across from Scream, as was their habit.

“See, feels so gooooooooood,” Scream moaned as he slowly inserted the vibrating dildo into his forward port.

“Mmmmmmm, yaaaaaaaaa, goooood idea Screamer,” TC moaned as his wings trembled.

Scream’s chassis ached with his normal ache of want. Want to erase all those painful memories… But yet, want to remember them, to never forget them.. So that he always knew just how good he had it now! He watched the blue clone self-interfacing across from him. TC was so attractive.. So strong.. Scream licked his glossa over his lips as he watched the clone moan again. That dildo plunging deeply inside him…

But a strange sensation began to roll through him. At first he fought it, but the sensation pulled with an incessant strength. He realized he WANTED TC’s hands on him! Sharon had told him that one day he’d actually want someone else’s touch again. It would mean he was whole again. She had told him not to fight the urge when it happened… Scream scrunched up his optics ridges as his whole chassis trembled in want. He knew that TC had said the girlfriend/boyfriend thing meant that they only interfaced with each other. And Sharon had told him that the parent/son thing meant that they loved him, but wouldn’t touch him in that way… But she had said not to fight the urge to seek pleasure from another when it happened… Not to fight it..

“Um, TC? Promise you won’t get mad if I tell you something?” Scream said as he withdrew the dildo and wiggled his fingers within himself. His ports were aching with need now.. The need for TC..

TC grinned at him. “Feels real good – doesn’t it?” he snickered, a mischievous gleam in his optics. He liked that Sharon didn’t mind when he self-interfaced. It felt so, so good!

“Ya, but..” Scream fidgeted nervously, even as his sensors sent waves of pleasure sensation coursing through him.

“But what?”

“Promise you won’t get mad?”

“Sure.. Mmmmmm, good spot there!” TC moaned as he sank a digit into his rear port, bending his legs just a bit further so that he could manage it.

“Well, um, I’m getting the urge to seek another’s hands on me,” Scream stammered as he blushed.

“Well that’s COOL! Congratulations!!” TC exclaimed as he slouched a little more so that he could get his fingers even further inside himself. But then he realized that he was the only ‘other’ currently in the room. Suddenly, he bolted upright with a shocked look on his face plate. “You want ME?!?” he exclaimed in disbelief.

Scream looked down at the ground in shame. “I know you and Sharon are monogamous. But Sharon and Dr. Phelp said not to fight it when it happened. I’m confused about what to do,” he explained.

His self-interfacing forgotten, the dildo dropped to the floor with a thud. TC stood up and began to pace back-and-forth. He’d been in that counseling session with Dr. Phelp when she had mentioned that. But, but, he only really wanted Sharon. Glancing over at the downcast and ashamed red clone, he realized that he also had strong feelings towards him as well. “Well shit Scream, I don’t know what we should do!” he said as his tailpipes thudded back down on the floor. He put his chin on his hands and stared at Scream in dismay.

The red clone fidgeted, pulling his fingers out of his ports and staring forlornly at TC, his ‘father’. “I’m sorry, I’m a ba-…”

“No you’re not! So shut up! We got to figure out what to do!” TC snapped.

Scream slammed his mouth shut and put his arms around his bent legs. He set his chin on top of his thrusters and just sat and waited for TC to figure out what to do.

“Well, I’ve seen in soap operas where it’s not like cheating if you tell your girlfriend beforehand and she gives permission,” TC mumbled to himself. He looked up at Scream, his face brightening up. “So let’s call Sharon,” he decided.

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Sharon’s mouth was hanging open in disbelief, her phone to her ear, as Dr. Phelp entered the room. “Hold on TC, Dr. Phelp just showed up,” she stammered as she put her hand over the receiver. “You’re not going to believe this one,” she told her fellow faculty member.

The older woman smiled warmly. Sitting down, she crossed her legs and leaned back. “Go for it, I’ve probably heard it before,” she chuckled.

“Well, Scream’s now secure in his sexuality shall we say, and he’s actively seeking pleasure from another,” the black haired robotics professor informed her.

“Let him go for it then,” Dr Phelp advised.

“It’s TC that he’s approached,” Sharon added with a slight frown.

Dr. Phelp arched an eyebrow at that. “I assume that’s TC on the other end, asking you what to do?”

“Well, he’s actually asking permission,” Sharon said with a slight blush. It was still strange openly discussing clone sex life with the other woman, but they were both fascinated about Scream’s rehabilitation.

“So, how do you feel about it? I know that Scream calls you his ‘parents’, but he’s a clone, so the traditional familial relationship really doesn’t apply here,” Dr. Phelp noted as she whipped out her infamous notebook on Scream.

“You know, I don’t know. I really love Scream, but not like THAT,” Sharon admitted.

Dr. Phelp leaned forward, setting her notebook down. “Perhaps it would be a good thing for those two to get close. They WILL outlive you – you know. As attached as they both are to you, it might be helpful for them to have each other when the inevitable occurs,” she said in a serious tone.

Sharon considered this, and then a look of decision crossed over her face. Putting the phone back up to her ear, she took her hand off it. “You guys wait for me to get home, ok?” she said……

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“We have to understand, and approve everything first,” Sharon said as she took a sip of the chocolate latte that TC had so nicely made for her. They sat in the living room, facing each other. There would be no secrets between them – ever. They were family, they would accept the new situation, find a way to adapt to it.

Scream sat across from her, nervously drumming his fingers on his thigh armor. He still wasn’t used to his master – um, mother – asking his input for any decision, big or small. It felt good, but he was nervous as hell that he might say the wrong thing. “I’m, um, attracted to TC,” he admitted. “I mean I love you Sharon, but, um, not like that.”

TC glanced over at Sharon, hopeful it wouldn’t hurt her feelings. Granted, he was secretly pleased as heck that Scream wasn’t into Sharon like that, but he didn’t want his girlfriend’s feelings hurt or anything. He swelled up a bit with pride at the thought that he still might have Sharon all to himself.

Sharon noticed his expression and had a pretty good idea of what TC was thinking, but the two clones didn’t know her full motivation for allowing this change in their relationship with each other. What Dr. Phelp had brought up, had caused her to think long and hard about the future of these clones. A future beyond her lifespan.. And as she had driven home, she realized something. She didn’t want them to end up in the wrong hands – ever!

“First of all, there are some things you two need to put in your memory banks. Information that you will need,” she said. She noticed that the pair’s optics brightened, indicating that they were truly paying utmost attention. “One day I will die. I’m no youngster, you both know that. And when I die – you two are to NEVER be separated, period! I don’t care if you go against your owner’s wishes – you stay together. If I die before Daniel or Sam – you go to them, or whichever one is still alive. If they’re already dead, you go to Tom. He will take care of you.”

She stood up, went over to each one and kissed them on their black helms. “I love you two, more than life itself. You have given me what no human ever could. And I want to give you the same. You will have my love even after I die. You will have each other’s love forever,” she said with tears in her eyes.

TC thought about it, as did Scream. Neither one wanted Sharon to die – never! But they had seen death when Angie died. Knew that this would happen to Sharon one day…

“So, you’re telling us to be mates, to be ‘family’ after you die?” TC asked her. His optics were full of mineral oil tears as he considered that idea. The idea of life without her, but with Scream forever at his wing.. Somehow, that seemed comforting to him.

She smiled and nodded. “And mates and ‘family’ with me while I’m alive, that means we share everything – even ourselves with each other,” she said.

The two clones looked at each other, then at her. The abused red clone’s face had a look of true wonderment on his face plate. He’d now have ‘mates’ and now a true ‘family’. And a strong clone who would always fly at his wing – and love him. Tears fell down his face as he stood up and wrapped his arms around Sharon, and then felt TC’s arms wrap around them both. He wasn’t a slave anymore, he was an equal! But while he felt total happiness, there was a part of him that was worried. “Can I ask you something?” he stammered.

Pulling apart, they both looked at him and nodded.

“Does this mean I can’t hang with my lesbian friends anymore?” Scream asked, blushing slightly.

Sharon glanced at TC, who simply shrugged. He wasn’t as concerned if Scream was monogamous - as he was if she was. “I don’t really care, it’s not like he loves them or anything. Do you care?” the blue clone asked her.

Sharon considered it. She knew Scream felt a great sense of pride when he came home from one of his little ‘pussy eating feasts’. It was like he got off on just getting them off with his glossa. He never actually interfaced with any of them. In fact, he wouldn’t even let them touch him there. So no, it didn’t bother her much if he continued the ‘hobby’. “You can continue, as long as we have nothing planned that includes you – ok?”

Scream brightened up. “Oh thanks! Thankyouthankyouthankyou! You guys are the best family ever! The best!” he exclaimed as he dove into their open arms again.

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“Mmmmmmm,” Sharon murmured as Scream hesitantly ran his fingers along her naked body. They’d decided to do this as a threesome. The clones now realizing that they truly had to relish every day of her short lifespan. No one knew how long the clones could truly function. The mechs they were cloned from had lifespans of millions of years. So the family knew they had to prepare for that possibility. To live from day-to-day knowing that Scream and TC would most likely be family long after Sharon’s very bones had long turned to dust. But she would live within them. Every moment of her life with them deeply etched into their metas.

But something had happened today. The sheer power of the human soul as she pronounced both her love and her dreams for them – had changed them. Changed the two clones in a way no one could’ve predicted, and no one would even realize for decades to come. For Tron just suspected they were sentient – Scream and TC were the first clones to truly BECOME sentient! Tiny sparks of energy began to course in their very cores. Sparks that were more than just an electrical impulse from their nets!

Yes, both clones had already had the precursors within them. The intensity of emotional responses over their existence had initiated the first sequences. Over time, these first stages would have slowly grown, slowly become true sparks. One begun through intense agony and terror – the other begun through love and independence… Yet, both would end up the same..

But the intensity of love they felt and reciprocated with Sharon had hastened this evolution. Hastened it into a blinding light speed of converging strands of possibilities.. But yet, still no one would realize the truth for many years to come. For their developing sparks were still held in slavery to their programming. The programming that forced them to call humans their masters..

Yes, Scream and TC were the first truly sentient and living clones. But they wouldn’t be the last. No far from it! For in households across the world – whether out of abuse or love – thousands of clones were slowly developing the same precursors within them…

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“I love you Sharon, I will always love you,” TC promised as he caressed her breast, his optics drifting to Scream as he allowed the red clone to share in the same love that he had. No jealousy filled him, for Scream was now as much his family as Sharon was..

Scream smiled as he lay on the other side of the woman, hesitantly letting his hand stray down to her gray pubic hair. “I love you too Sharon, forever,” he whispered. His optics strayed up to TC. That wonderful blue clone who had once dared to show a timid and abused clone – what it was like to have a friend.. Who had looked upon him with unjudging optics, and helped to find what he had seen inside him. Yes, he would love TC forever!

“I love you both, equally – forever.. Don’t be afraid Scream, we will never hurt you,” Sharon whispered as she took his lips, her leg drifting over the top of him as she turned and faced him fully.

He trembled against her, feeling as TC got up and moved to the other side of him. He fought his rising anxiety as the blue clone pressed his codpiece against his aft armor. Flashes of memory echoes tried to overrun his active memory. Fighting them back, he concentrated on who he was with, listened to their murmured words of encouragement, forcing his chassis to remain still under their gentle hands.

TC traced the edges of the clone’s retracted wings, sending shivers coursing through him. He ground his pelvic armor against his aft gently, teasing both himself and Scream. Although his core programs did not direct him to seek pleasure with other clones, he had to admit that the feel of Scream trembling against him felt so, so good.

“Mmmmmmm,” Sharon moaned as she released Scream’s lips and enjoyed his hands roving over her bare skin. She’d never wanted another besides TC. But Scream.. Scream was so hesitant and light with his touch, he was sending shivers coursing through her. His touch so unlike TC’s sure hands, that it was electrifying!

“Extend your bonding cable Scream. She likes eight inch by four inch,” TC whispered in his audio as he nibbled on the back of an intake.

“But… But .. I wanted you first..” Scream gasped his optics full of fear. He didn’t know if he could handle actually interfacing with her yet. Flashes of Angie as she rode his shaft while the tacks imbedded in him sent blinding agony roaring through him – flew through his meta.

“No, you’re not going inside me just yet Scream, don’t worry,” Sharon purred. Her dark eyes full of understanding as she studied his face..

“But.. but…” Scream was beginning to shake now.

“Trust her Scream. Trust a human again,” TC whispered as he stroked those retracted wings. The soothing sensations calming the terrified clone down.. “Extend your cable Scream,” TC softly ordered.

His wings trembling in fear, Scream did as they told him to do. He felt Sharon position his cable between her thighs, its shaft rubbing against her wetness.. Her fingers traced his face as she began to move slightly. The friction creating waves of pleasure to course through him.. “You won’t enter me until you are ready,” she whispered as she took his lips again.

For fifteen minutes they stayed like this, Scream feeling the sensations fly through his nets as TC ground into him from behind while Sharon rubbed his cable between her thighs. Slowly, his shudders subsided. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” he moaned as he began to arch into her soft body.. Began to add his own thrusts to her slight movement.

“Now I will do the same thing to you, which you’re doing to Sharon,” TC whispered in his audio. “Open your ports,” he softly ordered.

Scream tensed as he felt TC extend his cable. The taunt shaft slid between his thighs, pressing the length of it against his codpiece. His open ports.. Those sensitive ports.. Now being rubbed.. He whimpered slightly as he felt TC began to move.

“Shhhhhhhh, Scream, think about how it feels. How wet you’re making me get,” Sharon purred as she traced her fingers along his wing/fuselage seam.

“Relax, feel how lubricated your ports are getting. They want me. They ache to be filled,” TC purred in his audio as he gripped his hips and ground into his aft. His shaft gliding over those open ports.. Creating incredible sensations to flow over the red clone…

His anxious whimpers slowly became moans of “Mmmmmmmmm” and “Ahhhhhhhhh” as the terror filling his meta was slowly overcome by the pleasure sensations his mates were generating. Moving his hands down along Sharon’s back, he hesitantly squeezed her buttocks. His touch becoming firmer and firmer as both she and TC gentle encouraged him… His cable began to ache with want. With the want to explore the depths TC knew so well…. His thigh armor became slick with his own lubricant as the pleasurable ache of desire filled his ports. That wonderful cable of TC’s sliding so teasing close… So close..

Sharon shifted slightly, and Scream yelped in surprise as he felt the tip of his cable enter her with his next thrust. He began to shake terribly again. The battle renewing within his damaged meta again. But Sharon didn’t let him slide all the way in. So as he thrust back and forth, only his tip entered. Almost teasing him, but yet calming his rising fear. He felt TC begin to do the same with his cable. His ports stretched slightly as just the very tip would enter and then leave. First his frontal port, and then his aft port with the next thrust… Back-and-forth between the two ports TC teased, back-and-forth, back-and-forth.. The predictable sensations slowly breaking through Scream’s ingrained terror..

“Mmmmmmmm Scream you feel so good,” Sharon moaned as she continued to tease both herself and the red clone.

TC nipped his retracted wing edge as he guided his cable’s rhythm with his hand. Gently teasing the red clone’s ports.. Gently waiting for him to calm down… “Ahhhhhh, Scream.. You are such a good, good clone.. Such a good boy… Mmmmmm, your ports are so tight.. So slick.. They want me.. They want me to fill them..” he purred softly.

Finally, Scream forced himself to bend his upper leg. To spread his legs and allow TC full access to him… “PLLLEEEEAAASSSEEE..” he gasped..

TC chuckled as he nipped him again. “Nope, you got to please the lady first. Then we can overload,” he snickered, his optics gleaming mischievously over the red clone’s intake as he met Sharon’s eyes.

She shifted, positioning herself just right. And with his next thrust, Scream entered her fully. “Ahhhhhhhhhh, YES! DEEP SCREAM!” she moaned as she threw her head back.

A blink of terror washed over him as he felt his cable slide deep inside her. The expectation of the agony which never came! His systems, so keyed up in the anticipation, that they were literally shocked as the pleasure stimuli rolled up from his sensory bundles. His optics rolled up. “AKKKKKKKKKKKK!” he screamed, and then over loaded.

As he went limp, the two looked at him in total disbelief. Then TC began to snicker hysterically. “Oh God, the boy shuts down before he can actually please you!” he said in between his increasing bouts of laughter.

Sharon reached over the now unconscious red clone, and rapped TC on his helm. “Shut up!” she ordered, “and as far as he knows – he DID! You understand that?”

“But he di-..”

“He DID – PERIOD!” the woman re-iterated as she shot ‘the look’ at her long-term mate.

TC shrunk back from her glare. “Ok, he satisfied you. So what am I supposed to do now?” he asked, with a slight whine in his tone.

“Insert your cable in him, and don’t move,” she told him.

Well, that sounded good, so TC slowly inserted his cable inside him. “Mmmmmm, Feels a lot different than a pussy,” he commented. After all, the only thing he’d ever stuck his cable up – was her pussy.

She wiggled slightly on Scream’s cable, it felt good inside. The same feel as TC’s cable.. Just as his chassis felt just like TC’s… Granted, they were the same base model, but with slightly different specs, so they were very similar. “Does it feel good?” she asked the blue clone.

TC slowly ground his hips tight against Scream’s aft armor. It felt so tight and slick in there. But it while it did feel GOOD, it just didn’t feel like what he was used to. “Ya, guess so – it just feels so different.” He felt a strange sensation on the very tip of his cable. Almost an electrical or possible magnetic attraction.. Very strange.. But his core seemed to flux.. His energy levels surging in strange ways! He’d never felt this before.. “My energy systems are fluxing.. It’s real weird..” he told Sharon.

“Well, maybe it’s a clone to clone thing? Scream’s been with another clone. Maybe he can tell you that it’s normal..” she offered.

At just that moment, Scream began to reboot. His entire energy grid seemed to be off frequency some how. As if it was focusing and connecting to another source. Right through his internal port! His optics flashed on. He squeezed Sharon as he buried his face into her hair in terror.. “AKKKKKKK!” he screamed…

At the very same time, power seemed to surge uncontrollably through TC’s networks. His chassis vibrating… The hum becoming deafening in the room… He felt like his very meta was melting down.. As if something of pure red energy was taking him over from the inside… “WHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTTT!?!” he screamed, his voice blending in with Scream’s.

Sharon stared at Scream’s face. A mix of horror and amazement passing over her face.. An almost red glow emanated from the two joined clones as they screamed in bewilderment. A hum filled the room. Almost the sound she imagined that joining energy and magnetic fields would possibly generate.. Then the two clones collapsed and the glow and hum ceased. She felt Scream’s cable depressurize and retract - the sounds of TC’s doing the same.

Sitting up, she stared at the two still forms of her ‘clone mates’. She’d been with TC for a long time now. His cables had never automatically depressurized and retracted when he overloaded. Never! This was very different.. Very different indeed…

Then their optics slowly brightened up as they reactivated.. Almost with a drunk look in them, the two clones turned and looked at each other..

“Was that normal?” TC asked hopefully.

Scream shrugged his expression one of total relaxation. “Never felt that with Tron. God I love you!” he said as he locked his lips onto TC’s.

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Sharon and her students didn’t immediately figure out just why there was a difference when Scream interfaced with TC compared to when he had interfaced with Tron. But he said the sensations he got with TC were so much MORE than he’d ever experienced before. It was like they became one clone.. Like they could almost read each others thoughts, emotions… Just another of many oddities for them to research further…

Unknown to either the two clones or the researchers, they were actually bonding the way mechs bonded. For they now had sparks… They were now truly alive….

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