Transformers Fan Fiction ❯ Who am I? ❯ Who am I? ( One-Shot )
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Authors Notes:
I don't own TransFormers.
Who Am I?
A flash of soft pink in the night.
Starlight glinting off reinforced titanium.
Agile. Quick. True to my cause.
But am I less now than before?
An outcast. Seen as a joke.
All I want to do is help.
Just because I'm flesh and blood, I'm ignored.
But am I more now than before?
I have seen the look in their eyes and optics.
Uncertainity now where once there was none.
Do they see him, or do they see us?
Have they gained us, only to lose him?
I've never felt closer to anyone else.
I have grown up; I had to it seems.
Yet, I'm still seen as a child.
Why won't they all see the truth?
I had to save him.
I had to save her.
No matter the cost.
No matter the cost.
No regrets.
Fusion blast. Here we go again.
Another flanking move?
Don't these guys ever get creative?
Apparently not.
I am an Autobot.
I am a human.
We are Arcee.
Time to go to work.
I don't own TransFormers.
Who Am I?
A flash of soft pink in the night.
Starlight glinting off reinforced titanium.
Agile. Quick. True to my cause.
But am I less now than before?
An outcast. Seen as a joke.
All I want to do is help.
Just because I'm flesh and blood, I'm ignored.
But am I more now than before?
I have seen the look in their eyes and optics.
Uncertainity now where once there was none.
Do they see him, or do they see us?
Have they gained us, only to lose him?
I've never felt closer to anyone else.
I have grown up; I had to it seems.
Yet, I'm still seen as a child.
Why won't they all see the truth?
I had to save him.
I had to save her.
No matter the cost.
No matter the cost.
No regrets.
Fusion blast. Here we go again.
Another flanking move?
Don't these guys ever get creative?
Apparently not.
I am an Autobot.
I am a human.
We are Arcee.
Time to go to work.