- I wasn't built for this, but I was built to overcome this. -

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[Chloe's Third P.O.V]

"Pass me the screwdriver, will you?"

"Okayyy~!"

Running to get the object, the small girl handed it to the man who barely took his eyes off his work. When he got the required asset he was back at work again, twitching a bult off as well handing it to the curious girl who awaited it already excited. And she didn't hesitate to grab it even though it dirtied her tiny arms to all oil.

"Here ya go, just remember to wash your hands before-"

"Thanks, dad!" The man's small daughter run to get her just-earned broken bult up to her layer, getting him laugh slightly and turn back to his work. That project of theirs was very promising and he spent working on it all days and nights. But for the seven-year-old lady, she ran inside their house and headed up the stairs, hearing TV's news and her mother's potts pouring in the downstairs.

"Chloe! No oil marks anywhere!" Her mother's voice soon yelled though.

"Got it!" But the girl gave answer straight away, pushing her door open while running over to her layer full of all kind of metal. It contained bults of the repairings before, pipes, broken chisel, rusted nails, shattered car mirror and much more. They were junk for other people; but she found them as treasures.

She put the bult to her collection, seeing it was the biggest so far. It had her eyes glimm of delightment as she jumped smally on her place.

A knock on the door got the squealing girl turn around, witnessing both her parents stood there wide smiles on their faces. Her mother held a small box-- but her eyes were definitely furious of Chloe's hand print on the wall. Her look towards the girl's father made Chloe giggle of hilariosity, the big man rubbed the back of his head and chuckled in defense.

"Mommy? Daddy!" Chloe ran up to them, into her father's arms. He scooped her up and held close, the fact that his arms were all dirty didn't matter, since they had used to be dirty. "What's this?" Her eyes were curious for the small box her mother held, which the woman smiled about. She opened it up, moving the small wraps aside while there now shone this big beautiful blue crystal, which she recognized. "It's my stone!"

"You found it, I just made it available for you to carry with." Her Mother soothed, giving it to their daughter's curious tiny hands which grasped on it tight. She couldn't help but admire the beauty of it. "Let's say it's your early birthday present, and small payment for the cleaning you two are going to proceed immediately."

The man and their offspring froze by this, glancing at each other. Deep sighs leaving their throats while they had to admit there was no arguing back.

"Wanna take the front door?" Chloe's father asked, the woman before folded her arms in very dangerous manner. If anyone she was a feisty case. And that made the small girl start giggle mischiviosly. "Alright, you will clean your own room."

"And well." Her mother added, leaving the room to continue the cooking. Chloe was put down while her father glanced smally over his shoulder to make sure his wife wasn't supervising, until quickly reached from his dirty working clothes a piece of metal which he handed it to the girl.

"It's from mom's new car." The grown man giggled evilly, it was so funny for Chloe to bear so she herself bursted out laughing but quieted down after realizing it. Hands over her mouth. Her father showed shh as he winked, starting to leave with quiet steps. "Our small secret. Daddy accidentally got too excited to try it out a bit."

Chloe couldn't help but keep chuckling, innocently swinging and hiding the object in her grasp as she imitated his shh action.

"Okay!"

"-- Psst. Chloe!"

Gazing back towards the class the teenager shivered. Her annoyed eyes drawned towards Jack who sat beside her and had just pinched to earn her attention. His head nodded mostly to their deputy in math- Ms. Lawrence, who was currently explaining the difference between equations and something.

Haven't been interested.

Chloe sighed, leaning her chin bored to her palm while she tried to concentrate for what the young teacher tried to tell. For reality it seemed like she was talking gibberish for her.

But Jack still bugged her tho, throwing onto her desk a small squashed piece of paper which about Chloe now glared at. Until it was directed on him.

"What?" The girl snapped. It might've come automatically for he interrupted her beautiful memory of her past.

"What's wrong?" Jack kept his calmness, his big blue eyes held so much worry in them. But what he received from his long-lasted friend was a sigh in defense. She covered her face for a second and tried to calm down, everything crashing down really at the moment. 'What's wrong', he asked. Just one word she had to say;

Megatron.

"Just... zoning out, that's all." She defended, writing down the note their teacher wrote on the class board. Jack kept glancing between her and the note he tried to quickly write down, he leaning closer for her his hand resting on his lap. He wasn't buying her tired face as she seemed too depressed also. "Jackson Darby-"

But Chloe wasn't buying his worried-self either, it wasn't what she really needed at that moment.

"Please hear me out, this once." Jack pleaded, even bowing for her to listen and be quiet for a second. Chloe was pretty much silenced by it, while she just stared eyes bold at him like he had lost his mind. And when finally seeing that she was going to listen; "I thought that maybe we can-"

Kncok, knock.

The whole classroom turned to look at the door.

Even Chloe and Jack, the boy had to went silent since it became quiet and he couldn't say what he wanted without anyone hearing. The students watched their young teacher walk over to the door and creak it open, her expression annoyed to know the class and school for the day was going to end soon. Who would come on this time of the day to school?

But no one's missing?

"As I tried to say--" Jack was again interrupted by the teacher going ohh quite loudly. Their classmates who sat in the front peeked out, one of Vince's friends smirking suddenly and whispering something to his mate who sat right behind. Chloe couldn't only but narrow her eyes when the teacher talked to someone quietly behind the door. "Should we go to the movie? Chloe?"

"- Uhh, come again?" Chloe missed what he said completely, blinking back at him. Jack made a perfect eyebrow rose, trying to say again but it felt like fate really wanted just to keep him quiet.

"Class," Then Ms. Lawrence found herself back at the front of the class, her hand extended towards the door. From there stepped up a person, captivating the entire class' attention. "Meet your newest classmate; Tara." Chloe and Jack widened their eyes, not that she knew her-- but that girl looked very different compared to the young people living in the quiet town-- this had to be a goddamn city girl! Pretty much each student watched that long brunet haired girl chew her gum like any other day, her eyes colder than the sea. Her outfit was quite tight high-waisted black jeans as well quite naked upper clothing... for the truth Chloe couldn't define was it a T-shirt/long sleeve or completely other?

"Hey Tara!" It was also habit for their class to greet the newest appearance, which about the girl winked to everyone about. Mostly her look was captivated to the back of the class; Jack? Chloe questioned it first of her friend's face also, but had fell in love to the boots on the girl.

But then the bell went on, ringing loudly.

"No homework." Mr. Lawrence got to say before everyone got up and begun to pack up. Or the other way around. Although our carrot-head watched Jack get his things as fast as he could, taking his backpack as well launch at the new girl. Chloe widened her eyes to see Jack grab her hand and quickly leave with her the classroom, her classmates whispering about it too.

A sigh left the girl, while she grabbed her backpack and got carefully up- remember her leg? Yup, still sprained 'cause of that stupid Knockout. Jack usually waited for her but not on this thursday... so Chloe headed alone towards the bus.

What was wrong with him?

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[Jack]

"Oi! Let me go, you idiot!"

The teenager only cooperated once he and the girl he had just 'abducted' made it to his motorcycle, his eyes turning cold. How could this happen to him? Why her-- on their class!?

"You may be Agent Fowler's small agent, but you will not transfer to our school!" Jack hissed quietly once few students passed them by eyeing Tara and him, looking suspicious. And it begun to irritate Jack even more. "Don't you think this is rather suspicious already!?"

"Calm down, hot-head." Tara groaned little, her arms folded. The way she looked so calm got Jack anxious while he got on Arcee, placing his helmet on. "I had no other choice, don't you get it? I'm helping you guys to find 'whoever' you're looking for, plus I get to know the town my Dad visites the most. Besides... Optimus allowed me to."

"He did!?" Jack asked with yell, Arcee quietly yet in surprise. Indeed Tara was now part of the Team Prime, admiring his father's work even though he had severely warned her of touching his important files and stopping to follow him. But it did happen one day-- and look where they were now?

"Yo, guys!" The sixteen-year olds teens turned to see two of their other friends run up to them, Miko the one clenching onto Tara's shoulder. "Did you transfer into our school!?"

"Yep, and it's already settled." Tara tempted, on purpose glancing back to see Jack pout as well start to back up Arcee to get ready to leave. He clearly wasn't into the idea. "I'm helping you to find our secret-keeper." Her eyes turned soft when she looked at Rafael and Miko then.

"That's awesome!" Rafael stated in joy, he admired the way Tara knew how to hack. She had taught him thing and two-- even though Ratchet wasn't too into the way she did it. Surprisingly she had the skills to start learning some Cybertronian language. "You gonna ride with me and Bee?"

"Uhh-- with me and Bulk?" Miko asked excitedly too, the older girl chuckled a bit but shook her head.

"No, no, Optimus will pick me up after my work." Tara quickly showed it off, starting to back up after getting Miko off her. She walked on the sidewalk, waving after them two who also replied, until ran up to their Guardians. "Bye Jack!" She teased when the boy was having a show-off with Vincent again by the road beside, their bully's face dropped to see such gorgeous girl say bye to Jack.

And Jack took all joy from it.

"Bye Tara."

Their newest asset watched now Arcee race off with Jack on, Vincent in his new ride trying to keep up. The girl shook her head in disbelief, small smile forming on her lips to know how their adventure was about to only begin. She rose her gaze, taking tighter grib of her backpack as continued to walk towards her temporary working place.

I will find you.

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[Chloe]

"Thanks for the ride," Chloe got carefully the bus' small stairs down, taking support of one handle until landing on the concrete slowly. The bus driver watched with precaution, seeming to be ready to launch for help but luckily Chloe had spent her time last night- after Megatron left, to develope a support for her leg for it to heal faster. Of course that is after she continued with her wolfie too.

"You sure you can manage?" The man asked with alcohol burned tone, but Chloe smiled as begun to limp away backwards already.

"I'll be fine, have a good day." She excused herself with nod, turning to limp towards their house now. She heard the driver reply the same to her, but when he really left Chloe stopped for second to take in a deep breath, knowing her Uncle was going to nagg all about to her the rest of the afternoon.

Couldn't he just leave me be...?

"Is it causing you any trouble--" Snapping out of her peaceful-thoughts Chloe glanced over her shoulder when the ground vibrated of two heavy steps, finding herself staring at Megatron. The so-said Bot walked out behind the humongous cliffs right near their house- how long had he been there!? "Which interrupts your working?"

"Ohh, so you're going to just drop by every day and make this your daily-routine, huh?" Chloe had been so pissed the entire day ever since she woke up... possibly because her period should start soon. And she just couldn't handle seen robots in a row already for three days. "Nah-ah, not gonna happen, Megs. Go wherever you're staying and let me go to sleep."

Chloe turned; finding that, and the things she just said to the Warmonger maybe the worst mistake of her entire lifetime.

"You low-minded creature--" Megatron picked her from the ground like a piece of trash that he was going to squash up, tight grasp yet on place. Chloe was left to gasp for air again; luckily this time her arms weren't locked as she could try to break free. But what human could possibly be stronger than a living robot's hand-- superman? "How dare you disrespect me? Have I not already shown what will happen if you do?"

Chloe let out a cry of pain as he increased his tight grip, eyes shutting close while her ribs felt like snapping broken any minute. But her eyes suddenly parted open; the look she showed to him was something Megatron never expected to see from a human.

Defying.

"You," The girl gasped, her arm barely lifting so high towards her backpack. Megatron saw this and didn't like it though, squeezing yet again so much to deny any air going to the being. "-- Piece of scrap!"

Chloe did also as a precaution last night a weapon since she expected to find herself in this situation again; really glad that she tested it on Knockout before. She pulled out a cripple she had fingered a little; which ment it gave enough electricity like the device back when Megatron's subordinate attacked on her... as she pinned it against the monster's hand and gave some bad electricity. The force was enough strong to make Megatron yank back and let out a roar of pain, as well release Chloe at once. The girl did get a grib of his awesome builted hip part though, preventing her from slamming onto the ground and damage her leg any further.

The girl slided down his leg the longer she could until had to jump, making a roll on the ground while backing quickly back limping.

She saw Megatron's big-ass cannon heat directly at her, his optics flaming of pure rage.

"You will die for that, human."

"Wait." Chloe snapped, head low. She knew she shouldn't do this, be part of any of this-- or especially bend under his will. But Megatron was a living miracle to her, a robot able to talk, have emotions and act like mind told... you really had no idea what an opportunity this was to her. "I will finish my work, but not without help. You seem to recognize the specie of it, that's why you want me to built it, right? But in the truth I have no information or skill where to begin with from now, I require parts which doesn't even exist!" The girl defended, arms swinging unpleasently while other thought also worn her out. "I also have a life of my own as well people who should not know that I know of you." His sharp teeth showed in annoy a bit of that, but Chloe kept her head low if that was what apparently made him cool down. "But it's my creation. Only I can make it operate. Which makes me wonder... on what purpose will you be using it?"

"That is none of your concern, fleshling." Megatron growled, slightly powering down his cannon as well turning to head off. The clouds had dramatically turn grey, making the atmostphere erratic while it felt like storm was coming up. Chloe just stared in deep shock, knowing if she hadn't opened her big mouth she would be dead. "Send a list of what you require to the number I just send to your mobile," He stopped, his crimson red optics turned back to see the girl took her phone out in shock as well saw now a saved unknown number, she standing there and locking her green eyes with his for the last time. Until the Warlord turned completely. "And I shall bring them over to you."

Megatron transformed to his jet mode, boosting up really fast and disappearing into the sky. The clouds growled in dangerous tone, making Chloe grab her backpack quick and after one glance back she begun to limp towards her house. She even felt a drop on her skin.

What just happened?

Chloe made it to her house's front door, getting in quick. She threw her backpack in while grabbed her grey working jump suit and pulled it on, ignoring completely how she wanted to throw her jeans off.

"What're you doing?" Her Uncle showed from upstairs to the end of the stairs, his eyes watching her get her long hair all tied up. She shared a glance to him until changed her boots off too, her injured leg not satisfying Joe. "But you haven't still ate-"

"I'll be right inside, I just need to check few things." Chloe reassured while exiting the front door. Until she stopped all forgotten and backed up, giving a peek to her Uncle's cheek. "Okay?"

Joe gave her a hard look, but ended up nodding quietly.

"Quickly then, you have homework also young lady."

Chloe smiled and nodded, limping out of the building then. She rushed towards her smithy as it rained now hard outside, entering the small laboratory while closing the doors completely. She was really glad that Uncle Joe called few of his friends to rebuild her smithy's roof, they even made a big mirror to the roof for some sun once to show in.

"Alright..." The teenager sighed, sitting down on her work chair. Her eyes wondered to the big invention before her, while the thought of Megatron's words rang in her mind. "Send a list, huh?"

... But would he actually?

Chloe bit her index finger a bit, staring between her creation and her pocket where the phone and that number waited. It almost as if called for her... and she couldn't exactly continue without any necessary parts. Finally the girl grabbed lazily her phone, hesitantly opening the lockscreen up as well taking the chosen number up. That mech was great. He knew how no one could locate him...

Tapping the message point Chloe bit her lip a bit, but determined by it.

I'll give you one chance.

He better be willing to answer back or I will electrify him again for leaving me on-read.

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Alright, my lovely readers. Tara is our newest appearance, kinda like it?

The story's beginning to form up.

~keep reading.