Darkness was all I could see.
I looked around and saw nothing but darkness.
I wasn't worried or nervous about the darkness it was normal...the darkness hid my tears, my pain, and my screams echoed through it. My energon would only feed the darkness. It wrapped itself around my soul, gripping my spark tightly when angry. It forced me to murder those around me.
It laughed at my pain...my scars I keep to remind me of my sin. I reach out to no one and push those away who reach out to me "We can help you." They say.
No, you can't help me, not with the darkness controlling me.
My soul is already broken and my spark is shattered. I'm a shell for the darkness...it uses me to get around. No one can save me not even Primus himself.

I opened my optics to see I was in some kind of medic bay. I groaned and spilting pain exploded throughout my body. A small cry escaped my lips, covered by my battle mask.
I heard pedsteps and in walked a orange and white bot, oblivious the medic, he was actually quite old and possibly grumpy just by looking at him.
He walked over to my side "Good, your awake."
I studied him before trying to speak but nothing happened.
I gave him a shocked look.
"Calm down...you lost your voice...it will be a while before you can speak again."
I nodded slowly and sighed.
I couldn't speak and my whole body ached...too make matters worse I can't remember what happened.
He handed me a data pad "I'm Ratchet the Autobot medic and you are?"
Quickly I wrote my name down "Battlestar." He read out loud and I nodded.
I wrote something else down.
"Where did you find me?" He read it out loud then thought for a few seconds.
"Near an old energon mine barely clinging on to life." He finally answered.
"Where am I?"
"The Autobot base."
This continued for a while, I wrote down questions and he answered then he asked me questions and I wrote the answers to the ones I could answer.
It wasn't long til the leader walked in. He was tall...very tall. His colors were blue and red with a hint of silver only to be seen in the light.
"How is she?" He asked.
"Better....still can't talk though." Ratchet answered.
He walked over with a small smile.
I felt small...I don't really like mechs who are taller than me...for reasons I'll keep to myself.
He looked at me... mainly my scars...that's all anybot looks at.
I'm sure he wanted to ask me about them but I couldn't answer him even if I could speak.
"She asked a lot of questions and I answered them the best I could." Ratchet said from his computers.
I grabbed the data pad as I suddenly remembered something and then turned it to them.
"Who is the General?" Ratchet asked after they read my question.
I sighed and rolled my optics then shook my helm as I tried to remember more but, sadly, nothing came to mind.
I looked at the two mechs. They looked like long time friends and would do anything for the other. My spark screamed in pain as the darkness reminded me that I'm forever alone.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and startled I fell of the berth.
Ratchet rushed to my side as three vehicles drove in.
One was a green wreaker, the second was a camaro, and the last one-? I have no idea....some kind of race car.
All three were excited about something, but all their loud noise was making my helmache worse.
They transformed and Ratchet walked over to them with a wrench and began to hit them saying about how too loud they are.
Optimus walked slowly towards me and helped me sit back down on the berth.
"Easy." His baritone voice said but it sounded soft like.
I placed a servo on the side of my helm and closed my optics trying to ease the pain.

When I opened my optics again I was laying down again but, I felt better than I did earlier.
I looked over and seen a silver bot leaning against the wall recharging.
Slowly as I could I stood and wobbled over to him.
He looked like he was very flexible and was smaller than the other bots I have seen...we're about the same height.
I stared at him, studying him.
Slowly I reached a servo out towards him as if I touched him he would shatter.
Suddenly two wreakers walked in talking loudly and laughing, they didn't see me yet and I rushed over to the berth and sat down acting as if I just woke up.
"Jackie! Look who's awake!!" The green one said as he pointed at me.
They smiled and walked over to me.
"Hey, good to see your awake!" The green one smiled.
I tried to speak but still nothing.
"Still can't talk?" The other one, known as Jackie, asked.
I shook my helm no and grabbed the data pad quickly writing.
I turned it to them.
"Hello, I'm Battlestar, and you are?" Jackie mumbled.
"I'm Bulkhead and this is my brother Wheeljack!" Bulkhead said cheerfully.
My tail wagged showing I was happy.
"You have a beast mode? That's awesome!" Wheeljack smiled.
"So? Which side are you on?" Bulkhead asked.
I wrote down "I'm not on any side."
The bot recharging woke and walked over "Hey guys!"
"Hey Jazz!" Bulkhead said and patted Jazz's back almost knocking him over.
"Have you met Star yet?" Wheeljack asked and I rose and optic ridge then wrote down "Why did you call me Star?"
"Its your nickname...and easier to say than Battlestar." He answered.

Soon I met everyone. They did have other femmes here. There was Arcee, Izzie, StrongArm and now me.
Finally at long last my voice returned and I could speak.
I made the decision to become a Autobot.
"Welcome, Battlestar, to the Autobots." Optimus said.
I looked at everyone who was grinning at me...I guess they're glad that I joined their side.
The darkness squeezed my spark remaining me that soon I'll have to murder them all "Murder them...you have too." The darkness echoed.
On the outside I acted happy and excited but on the inside my soul was being torn apart piece by piece.
"Murder them." The darkness said again before falling silent.