Although I've been a Fan Fic Writer for a while now, I have normally stuck to the InuYasha anime series, as many of my normal readers will know. But after reading this amazing story called Small Problems universe by Ghost of the Dawn, I wanted to try branching out. (Really, If you haven't read it, go and read it!)

And since I've become a fan of the Transformer's Prime cartoon and this plot got stuck in my head for a very long time I decided to write it out and share it with everyone.

I'm not a transformers buff or know much about the franchise. In fact, pardon the bay films and Prime, I've never even watched Transformers before. Ops, tell a lie, I watched the anime when I was little, the Transformers: Armada one.

So pardon those three, I've no idea on the Transformers universe which means,please forgive me if I mess up.

All the same, I think think it's a good story.

And if any of you are some of my normal InuYasha Fan Fic readers, don't worry, I am still working on RED, I've just got a little stuck.


By Storylady 35

After Episode 10: De Ex Machina

It was silent.

The air, the ground, everything.

But then, she was used to it. She had been trapped in a world of silence for as long as she knew. It didn't bother her as much as it did others; they saw her as different, as unlike them. That was why she ran away. She left everything in her footsteps and went as far as she could.

Silent, she let out a breath, feeling the relief and air push from her lungs and into the wind. Looking up into the sky, she saw darkness, the dark clouds and the tingling on her skin that warned her to the change of weather.

Quickly she began looking for somewhere to protect herself from the rain and spotted a small mountain just across the road. The rain began before she could reach it but she just pulled her hoody up and tight to protect herself the little she could.

The mountain did provide the shelter she wanted in the form of a cave. Blinking and rubbing her clothes to dry them, she sat down, watching the water cling to the lip of the rock and create a curtain around her. After a moment, she cupped her hands and collected some of the water, drinking it before repeating the action to wash her face and hands. Once satisfied, she dried her hands by running them back in her hair and closed her eyes, trying to relax and sleep.

However, being so dependent on her eyes, even with them closed, she could sense when things were different. And this sense suddenly tingled as she realised there was something different about this cave. Opening her eyes, she turned her head and saw a strange, unnatural blue glow coming from deeper within and decided to investigate, her hand running across the stone to feel her way.

She noticed that there appeared to be dints and holes in the rock, like someone had been drilling or digging. Eventually she found a crack in the rock for where the light was leaking. The gap was just large enough for her to crawl through before finding herself in a narrower passage, sloping deeper underground. The glow was much brighter now, almost blinding her.

Time on her own had worn away the element of caution and replaced it with curiosity so she began to walk down the slope, holding on to the side to ensure she didn't slip. Finally she came to an opening, the light at its brightest but as she shielded her eyes with her arm; she saw strange black boxes that were emitting the glowing blue light.

Half blinded, she felt strangely warm in their presence, as if the light was physically comforting. Dry, warm and comfortable, she sat down against one of the boxes, leaning on it as she wondered what they could be. She smiled and closed her eyes, her mind able to rest and soon, she fell into a peaceful sleep, unaware of how things were about to change.


"Lord Starscream wants this energon in the store room at once. So… get on with it."

The other troopers didn't say anything, didn't complain and didn't mutter as they began the long task of lugging the new collection of energon cubes to the store room. It was a efficient task when they employed the use of a trolley to help transport as many as possible in one go but it was still a long and slow task since each cube could possible blow up if handled wrong.

On the fourth run, when the new supply was almost gone, they came across something small, curled up on itself like a little dead scraplet. The group exchanged a look on their blank, emotionless faces, each of them wondering what to do with it. One extended a long sharp finger, poking it and jumped back as it moaned and opened its eyes.

After blinking for a moment, before staggered to its feet and began making strange movements with its hands what could have been patterns. The troopers looked at each other again before one of them transformed his arm into a cannon and pointed it at the creature.

The thing jumped backwards, hands stopping in their movements and lifting them in surrender.

"What's going on here?" Called a new authorial voice. "Haven't you finished with that transport yet?"

The troopers turned to see the red figure of the chief medical officer as he peered into the room. From his view he could see the thing causing them to pause in their work and held in a small smirk. "A human? How interesting." He stepped closer and looked at it in detail. "I didn't think the Autobots would send one of their pets here alone. So, how did you get aboard?"

The thing looked at him, eyes wide but blank, hands still lifted to the air. Knock Out frowned at its defiance but that rarely used medical side of his was tingling for some reason. Something about this human was making him curious.

Sweeping it up into his hand, he decided to carry the thing towards the bridge, leaving the troopers behind without another word. The thing was remarkably still and quiet as it was carried, just staring at its surroundings until they arrived at the bridge. Walking across the gangplank to a large panoramic screen, the doctor tipped his head to the newly appointed leader of the Decepticons. "Starscream, I have something that might interested you."

The grey seeker growled as he turned on the spot. "It is Lord Starscream to you! And what is it?"

Pleased he had managed to twist a circuit, Knock Out showed his find, his palm out to allow the human to stand and look at the Decepticon leader with the same wide eyes it had looked at Knock Out. Starscream huffed at the sight of it. "Oh? And what have we here? An Autobot spy?"

The creature blinked before lifting its hands and began moving them in strange and detailed patterns. The seeker looked at Knock Out who just shrugged as the human continued with her movements. "What is it doing?" Starscream asked at last.

"I dunno."

Frowning, the Decepticon leader turned to the other bot at his side. "Soundwave. What do you make of this?"

Faceless Soundwave stepped over to them and stared at the creature and the movements. After a moment, the Decepticon lifting his large hands and began making similar movements, causing the human to pause and watch before moving again.

Starscream stood remarkably patently for a while, waiting as the two made the hand movements but then growled. "Well! What is going on!"

Lifting his head and stopping the movements, Soundwave paused before turning to a nearby computer screen and began typing. The three closed around to read what he was writing.

You can sign? That's great! Please, I'm so sorry, I don't know where I am. Or what's going on. Can you tell me? Please?

This is the Decepticon base.

Decepticon? What's that?

We are Decepticons. Why are you here?

I didn't mean to be, I was just looking for somewhere to hide from the rain. Found these blue boxes and fell asleep then woke up here.

Those were Energon cubes and

Starscream looked at the little thing then at Soundwave. "Why is she making these movements?"

Knock Out was turning the thing in his hand to look over it from each angle, processing what he had seen. "I don't think she can speak and that these hand movements are a form of… communication." He looked a little closer at the human, the way her eyes constantly roamed around her and how unresponsive she was to sounds. "Perhaps she can't hear. Fascinating." He looked up from the creature. "Lord Starscream, with your permission I would like to investigate this creature further."

The new leader stared at the doctor, considering the repercussions and how it would affect the future. "Very well Knock Out, keep it. But make sure it does not interfere with your work on Lord Megatron."

Closing his hand around it, Knock Out nodded and walked away, holding his new toy carefully. Once they had left the bridge, he turned the thing so she was looking at him. "Not sure if you can understand me, but you better not cause me any trouble. I'm sticking my neck out for you."

The human just stared blankly at him and carried on looking around, taking in the enormous world she had found herself in. She didn't struggle or move, she just relaxed in his grip until they arrived at the medical ward. His partner, Breakdown was there, looking over the blackened, damage body of Megatron, investigating his injuries but turned to see the human as Knock Out placed it on a side table. "Knock Out, what's that?"

"That is my new side project. How badly damaged is Lord Megatron?

"Very." Breakdown replied, optics on the human.

She was just sat on the edge of the table, swinging her legs over the edge, watching them. Knock Out also turned to look at her then back at Breakdown. "Don't worry about her, she can't hear us. That's why I'm so interested in her." He smiled to himself as he began diagnosing their leader's condition. "I'll deal with her later. Let's get back to work."

Still careful of his new audience, the great bulk of Breakdown returned to his work but every little sound the creature made caused him to pause and ensure it wasn't pointing a weapon at them. However, it appeared that it was just walking around the table it had been placed on but mostly appeared just to watch them.

Knock Out gave it little thought as he worked, scanning Megatron's injuries and making a list in his head of everything that would need to be repaired or replaced. It was already a long list.

"By all means, he shouldn't even be alive." He muttered, more to himself than Breakdown. "This is going to take some work."

Breakdown didn't reply, carrying on with his own list but the clatter of metal on the floor made him look up suddenly and saw the human had stumbled over a piece of metal and accidently knocked it over the edge of a table.

She gave a sheepish grin at the pair and rubbed her chest in a circle. Knock Out shook his head at her and went back to his work but Breakdown kept an optic on the human. The doctor noticed and took a chance to tease his old time partner. "Are you nervous about her Breakdown?"

"I don't like the way she keeps looking at me."

"She's probably never seen a Cybertronianbefore."

"She's all… weird looking."

"Probably thinks the same of you. Look, get on with your work; I'll deal with her later."

Grumbling, Breakdown returned to his work until the two had completed their own lists of what needed to be done and combined the two to see if either had missed something.

Satisfied they had a plan; Breakdown excused himself and left Knock Out to his new toy.

The human had found a comfortable place to sit a few hours ago, leaning on a drill while watching the pair work. Sparing a brief moment to wonder about communicating with it, as speaking and writing were impossible, since they wrote in different languages, he decided just to get on with his diagnoses.

Scanning the little thing, he compared his findings to a scan he had of a healthy normal human. The process took him a few minutes, comparing the two scans to try and find why this human didn't appear to have hearing.

His peripheral vision picked up the movement of the creature and he watched as she stared at the screen, comparing her scan with the other. Then she smiled and looked at him, tapping her ear and then pointing to screen.

Guessing this was a primitive hand signal, Knock Out zoomed in on the area she had pointed out and spotting a tiny difference between the two images. Inside the ear of the normal scan were three tiny bones, connected to give the human hearing. This human only had one, much larger bone, depriving her of that gift.

Knock Out's optics widened. That was it? That tiny fault was the reason this human couldn't hear?

He laughed a little and looked at the human before picking her up again and looking her over once again, half wanting the shake her up and down to see if that would fix her. But, with a plan in his circuits, he put her down once more and went off to his work station, grabbing a handful of metal and beginning the task of slowly and carefully constructing something.

The human just stared at his but from where she was, she could only see his back so sat and waited, wondering about these huge robots she had found herself surrounded by. Her eyes wandered over the technology around her and the huge lifeless form in the middle of the room. She felt a little sorry for that one, he looked pretty damaged… or would that be ill?

Whole new questions began spinning in her head, questions on where they had come from, what they were and what they wanted with her.

She thought about that first one she had seen, the way it changed its arm into a gun and shuddered at the thought of the weapon being pointed at her.

Then there was the red one, who had saved her. The way he carried himself reminded her a lot of the doctors she had seen for years. That and the body in need of repair/healing told her he was a medic of some kind.

The big blue one, almost twice the size of the red one was very funny, the way he looked at her and the curl of his lips when he frowned. She just wanted to go up to him and hug him!

She thought about the other two she's seen, the grey skinny one and the tall dark blank one who could sign. She liked that one, being able to communicate with him but he had a very stiff way of signing.

Then there was that skinny grey woman who the red one had taken her to first. Perhaps she was in charge of the others.

With so many questions in her head, the girl found herself exhausted and curled herself up on the metal table she'd been placed on. It wasn't the warmest thing to sleep on but at least it was safe. She might be deaf but she thought herself an excellent judge of character and doubted that red medic would hurt her.


"Ah SCRAP!" Jumping up, the human gasped and looked over to the medic as he kicked something on the floor. "How many times do I have to tell Breakdown not to leave his junk lying around! I could have scratched my paint!"

Mouth wide, the girl stared at the robot as he turned back to her. "Ah, you're awake."

She blinked at him. "I understand." She stopped and covered her mouth with both hands. "I… I can… I can talk!"

"Of course you can." Said the robot proudly, hand on his hip as he smiled at her. "I didn't want to be using that… hand… thing."

The girl smiled and shook her head in disbelief. In doing so, she felt something on her head and reached up, touching her ears gently. Something cold meet her hand and she patted the device to get a judge on its size and shape.

"Headphones?" She said at last.

The robot nodded. "The actual device is in the ends but the band will keep it on your head. How's it working?"

She sat where she was for moment and just filtered the stream of data pouring into her brain.

Cybertron, Decepticons, Autobots.

Knock Out, Megatron, Breakdown, Soundwave…

She gave a snort. "Ops."

"What's wrong?" Said the medic, she now knew was called Knock Out.

The human grinned at him. "I thought Starscream was a femme."

Knock Out chuckled. "Easy mistake to make."

"So, you're Knock Out?"

He nodded. "I guess the data chip is working."

"It's strange, having all this information in my head. It's like seeing half the world though a computer screen. Kinda like in a sci fi movie."

Knock Out shrugged. "No idea what that is."

"I do!" She giggled. "Because it's in my head!"

"Well then, now that we can talk… I have some questions for you."

"Fire away!"

"For one… do you work for the Autobots?"

The girl checked the information in her mind and shook her head. "Never met Optimus Prime, Bulkhead, Arcee…"

"Ok, ok, no need to go into detail. How did you get aboard the Nemesis?"

"I told Soundwave yesterday, I fell asleep at one of your energon mines and was accidently brought aboard." She giggled again. "Wow, what a funny word, Energon. Energon, Energon…"

Knock Out rolled his optics. "Stay focused human. Now, where are you from?"

"Nowhere. I don't have a home."

"Really? I thought all humans had homes."

The girl shook her head. "Over 40% of earth's population don't have a permanent place of residence." She blinked and tipped her head. "Wow, I can access the world wide web from this thing!"

Knock Out waved his hand to get her attention again. "Never mind that; you don't have somewhere to live?"


"What do you do for energy?"

The girl shrugged. "Beg when I can, steal when I have to, starve when I can't."

"I see." Knock Out thought, tapping the side of his head. "So, what's your name?"

The smile she'd been holding vanished. "What was that word you said? 'Scrap'?"

The doctor leant back a little and couldn't look at her. "Ah, yeah… it's…"

"A curse word in your language, equal to 'dam' and… much worse in mine. But… scrap, as a word, means a small and often unwanted off cut." She grinned proudly. "That's me, Scrap."

Knock Out frowned at her, leaning closer. "You mean, your name… is Scrap?"

"It is now."

The doctor stared at her for a while. If her name was scrap, he could probably get away with cursing a bit more, pretend he was calling for her instead. And she did have a point, she was small and unwanted, fitting of the name. "But why do you want to change your name? There's no what you were created with 'scrap' as your name."

"I told you, I don't have a home. I don't have anyone who could call me by my old name. And besides, I don't even know how my old name sounds, just a load of sign language for it. But you… you gave me a whole new life and I think I need a new name. I believe that is a tradition among your kind, that when you change form or life, you change your names. " She turned her head to show him her ears. "These headphones have given me a new life… with hearing and speech! I could never replay you for this, Knock Out. But with your permission, I'd like to stay here and try to help you however I can."

"I doubt there is much you could do."

"I could clean." She looked around the room and down at several piles of discarded metal. Her eyes soon went back to the bot as he thought it over. "Please Knock Out! I promise, I can look after myself."

He frowned, looking at her. "One week. We give this one week trail. If you turn out to be too much trouble, I will personally throw you off this ship."

"Yes! Yes, I promise! I promise, I won't disappoint you!" Scrap yelped as she stood up and jumped on the spot. "Thank you Knock Out, thank you! I won't let you down, I swear!"

Helped her down to the floor, Knock Out sighed. "I mean it, Scrap. One problem and you'll be getting flying lessons!" He pointed off to a corner. "Now, make yourself useful, I have work to do."

A/N: Ok so the chapters are a little bit short and a little bit choppy but I really hope you like the concept.

Please review!