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Prelude

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Once, there was a pain. A pain that strikes you hard. The one that changes you completely without a notice.

It's the one that was unexplainable. It continues on forever until you expel it. We were like fire and ice. Incompatible for each other. But known that we were to be together. Be we denied it. He denied it.

Actually, we have met once before. A mere thought. He actually was in a cell, alongside his brother, Sunstreaker. We didn't know each other at the time, we only glared darkly.

Bumblebee had told me he was a good kid. Stubborn as always, I placed him behind cuffs and pinned him to the wall. A story that is more to be seen that to be spoken or thought.

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" 10-94, Sir." A cadet reported, balancing herself on the tip of her Ped."These two were caught drag racing at the scene."

Ultra Magnus had nodded, stuffing a tablet with an assignment on it, suddenly waving her off. The cadet ran off, jumping into a spinning chair, kicking her legs up onto the desk.

The cadet in this time was young. Age going from about fourteen to fifteen years old, at least in human terms.

Another 'bot about her age, quietly sat down on a bench inside his cell with an apparent twin. Ultra Magnus had called them the 'Terror Twins' due to such a reputation of pranking and whatnotm

The Red 'bot, going by the name of Sideswipe, glared with folded arms at the cadet. She had raised her gaze, lifting an optic ridge and set down her tablet and taking a closer look through the cell bars.

"Is there a problem, punk?" She asked, mostly referring to the one glaring at her. "With you? Maybe. With me? Nah," Sideswipe pondered in a salty tone. Sunstreaker chuckled silently in his corner.

Strongarm grabbed his arm through the cell, making him shriek in surprise. He winced as his arm couldn't fit through the cell bars completely.

"Don't play games," She growled, a small smirk plastering his face as she shoved him back down roughly. He had winced slightly as impact struck him hard.

Fire and ice somehow existed together without destroying each other, more proof that we belonged together. It was unexplainable.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker had plotted escapes with grins and chuckles. The cadet had bit her lip, studying their movements carefully, more, of Sideswipe than the other. She seemed to despise him, his cocky smirks and grins.

She huffed, setting her object down and walking off to the main center. Sideswipe found the opportunity to slip through one of the slightly bent bars, barely making it out. He laughed with success until he was suddenly lifted and pinned against a wall.

"What part about, 'Don't play games' don't you understand!?" Strongarm growled, applying more pressure as she pressed his face against the cold, slightly Energon stained walls. Sunstreaker stepped back and sat down quietly observing.

"Any possible way we could sit down and talk this out?" Sideswipe queried nervously with a light laugh. She frowned, shaking her head and had cuffed him with the handcuffs that were connected to her satchel.

"Strongarm..."

The said 'bot had paused her actions, kicking Sideswipe to the side. "Sir, the punk was trying to escape..." She muttered, drawing circles with the tip of her ped along the smooth but raggedy metal.

"Where'd you get my cuffs from?" Ultra Magnus raised an optic ridge, slowly picking Sideswipe up. "It's not my fault that he decided to escape," The cadet protested, slipping her servo behind her back and reaching over to uncuff Sideswipe.

"Just let them off with a soft warning, Strongarm," The officer sighed, picking up the drag racer. Suns.treaker shuffled over with a nervous smile. "Already gave the red punk one, I wouldn't suppose that yellow one would need one," The cadet muttered bitterly.

I didn't understand why I was a little harsh to him. I haven't really been that harsh to a delinquent before. Well not since Lieutenant Bumblebee had came to check on us and one of the criminals had tried to escape.

Sideswipe folded his arms, Ultra Magnus starting to roughly escort the Terror Twins.

"I'll be back," The red twin muttered, startled by Ultra Magnus' sudden shove. "I don't doubt it," Strongarm rumbled, glaring at her tilted data pad.

It felt strange. I felt like a broken record. A tune would play, a soft song that would start to near its end but  But that small glimpse. One that caught my eye. Both of our eyes.

It was far different from anything. I dislike the fact that I wasn't able to figure it out then. I feel stupid that it had to have been noticed now. Ever since the first step that placed upon the thick muddy terrain of Earth.

It wasn't Cybertron. This may seem to not have a point to you. But it did to me. There was a difference. Cybertron had a major difference.

I don't mean that one is far larger than the other and is completely made up of a metal substance and the other dirt. I mean how it felt.

  Then Sideswipe had ran off into the distance. Unseen and soon had gotten caught in sight by a human. But, once he sped past with a human being sheltered in his cabin. He wasn't that type of criminal that I had thought he was.

  He cared for humans. He seemed to care more than he did. But those thoughts dwelled. He doesn't seem to care much for me as he does others. But what if this was like that?

It was all a mystery. It was all a song. It was that broken record. It all hadn't made sense till now. This was a Symphony. The one that would play. Stuck on loop.

The equation has been figured. But it hasn't been solved.

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  Strongarm had transformed in the dark parking lot of the closed, abandoned car wash, sighing heavily as she stared at a Data pad that hovered above her arm.

"Strongarm, ya there? Bee asked us to go on patrol," Sideswipe's enthusiastic voice spilled through her com-unit. "Unless, you've already done them..?"

Strongarm shook her helm, although the other couldn't see her physical actions. "No, we can randevu at the entrance of the forest. Tell Lieutenant Bumblebee I'm on my way," Strongarm replied, shifting into a more suitable position to transform into her alternate mode.

She heard a small hum on the other line before cutting it off and slowly reading the exit of the car wash, flashing her lights ahead of her.

"If only I could see the obscure things, wouldn't this be easier..."

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Slow update, really sorry! Watching the news constantly! Definitely will get to writing more about this, hopefully this will last for many more chapters.

Sorry again, see ya later loves ❤

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