*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

Everything was different; nothing was the same anymore. My days in this retched place grew longer, and I felt as if I were about to lose my mind. I couldn't take being here any longer; I couldn't take the pain of being away from my family or from the Autobots, especially Optimus. Part of me believed that my Autobot friends were never coming in the first place. I mean, I've been trapped here for maybe a week, yet no one has shown up to save me. The other part of me, however, knew that they'd be here soon. I just had to hold on a little bit longer, and I've been trying to as hard as I possibly could, but I just couldn't take it anymore. I needed to get out of here, and that's exactly what I was about to do.

Currently, I was sitting in the small, makeshift cell they had for me here. I was relieved of the cage, but that didn't stop them from binding my arms tightly together with two, thick metal bands. They had their reasons for this though. The elixir they used on me worked, obviously; it worked freaking wonders. To them, I was the ultimate weapon for them to use in this war, but to me I was just a genetically modified monster with the means of ending the lives of innocent people everywhere. Nothing about me was safe; every single thing about my ability has been heightened,making me much more dangerous than I used to be, and much more dangerous than a human should be in the first place. To keep me under control, though, Starscream and his minions set limitations regarding my modified ability. I wasn't exactly sure what is was, but I was probably going to find out sooner or later.

For the past two days I've been trying to figure out ways to escape this place, and I've come up with several. I've been experimenting with what I can now do, though I haven't been making it known. Let me start off by saying that Starscream isn't exactly the smartest Decepticon I've met, nor is Barricade or Soundwave (I finally learned his name). When my ability was just basic, I could almost do whatever I want to metal. Now I'm finding out that I can melt it; that's the reason I am no longer wearing ankle bands to bind my legs together. They're laying in a now-dry puddle beneath me, and they have been for the past two hours. Starscream seemed to underestimate just how strong he made me, especially by putting me in metal bands that I could easily obliterate. I have no clue what they put in me to allow me to generate heat, but I wasn't exactly complaining. It was getting the job done so far.

The only other good thing about that elixir was that it basically healed every injury I was subject to before the capture. My ribs were now nothing but a very dull ache, my ankle and my foot still hurt, but I could walk on them nonetheless. All that is left of the cut on my arm is a jagged line from the scarring, as well as the other dozens of lacerations covering the entirety of my body. This was definitely going to come in handy when I finally carried out my plan to escape.

I felt stronger as well, much too strong. The power I felt inside me was almost overwhelming, and I would love nothing more than to be rid of it after I got out of here. I kind of hoped that's what my limitation would be. Maybe if I used enough of it then it would just disappear and if be free forever. The thought of it just made me feel happy inside. It also encouraged me to go ahead and engage in this escape plan.

I concentrated solely on getting these bands off of my arms. Another thing about this was that I now had more control over my ability than I used to. I felt like this ability was a legit part of me, unlike it used to be. It was strange, considering that I now had a lot more power to control, but it was convenient nonetheless. It made things much, much easier.

Three seconds was all that I needed. I watched, emotionless, as the molten metal fell onto the ground. I rubbed my wrists to rid them of the uncomfortableness, and further proceeded to hoist myself up. With the help of the wall, I finally made it to my feet. My foot ached, seeing as it was not completely healed, but at the moment I would have to get over that.

I began making my way towards the door, only to be slowed down by my slight limp. Once I was standing in front of the large door, I wasted no time at all in blasting it away. It flew across the hall, hitting the opposite door with such force to knock it away as well. That was all the encouragement that I needed to proceed.

I stepped out into the large hallway and started towards the lab at the end of the hall. Decepticons who had heard the commotion began making their way towards me, but they could barely even get two feet before I eliminated them. I was sure there were more coming, but I could easily get rid of them if I needed to; I couldn't worry about them at the moment. I was more focused on the anger flaring up inside my body. I should have been happy that I was free, and I was, but the amount of anger that I was experiencing at the moment far surpassed any amount of happiness inside my body. I was angry that these piece of shit Cybertronians felt that it was okay to take my life away from me; I was angry that they made me this way, made me a monster; I was angry that they thought they could just make me betray my family, betray Optimus! If they thought that they were going to get away with it, then they had another thing coming for them, and it definitely wasn't anything good.

After defeating more and more Decepticons, I finally managed to make it to the lab. Just as I did with my cell door, I blasted this one away too. I watched as it flew across the enormous room, hitting several tables, breaking several test tubes, and even startling quite a bit of Decepticons, including Starscream, Barricade, and Soundwave. I figured they would be in here. They were probably trying to find some way to make me even stronger, or maybe even find another human to use their elixir on. Either way, just the sight of them pissed me off even more.

"What is the human doing out of her cage?" Starscream yelled. "Get her and put her back!"

The next thing I knew I had about seven Decepticons running after me. All it took to defeat them was a twitch of my fingers. Starscream was definitely shocked as he looked down at the ground where the nothingness of his comrades lay.

"You made me this way," I started as I began walking towards the three of them. "You and your little soldiers took everything from me, and now you're going to pay for it."

Starscream only laughed as Barricade and Soundwave looked on. They seemed to be quite frightened (of me), but I couldn't necessarily be bothered to care. They should be scared.

"You petty little girl. You really think you can defeat me? And allow me to make something clear; I was the one who took everything from you, not my soldiers and I. It was only me," he replied with a smirk on that stupid little face of his. He almost seemed proud, not only because he slaughtered my family, but because he was getting to me.

"You killed them?" I said through my teeth. I was attempting to hold back the tears, but sooner or later they would fall.

"Yes. And what a joy it was to watch the life drain out of each and every last one of them," he chimed. "Getting rid of your mother, however, was the highlight of my day. She was just so loud, so whiny. I truly don't understand how you put up with her all those years. It was a sight to see, young Brenna. You should have been there. Oh, how wonderful it was to watch her beg for her life then watch as her blue eyes turned to nothing, and to hear the air leave her body one last time...spectacular."

I could feel my throat tightening as I listened to his words. This is not at all how I planned for this to turn out.

"Stop," I pleaded, only for him to completely ignore me.

"Your twin brother was interesting as well. I had quite a bit of fun ending his life. The scrap heap tried to fight me, only to have his head mutilated and his neck snapped. Just the sound of human bones cracking brings me much joy," he chuckled evilly.

I had had enough of this. Next he would tell me just how great it felt murdering my two year old sister, and I didn't want to hear that at all. The flashbacks were already enough as it was.

"Stop!" I screamed as loud as I possibly could. I fell onto my knees and placed my hands on the ground, closing my fists as tightly as I possibly could. I listened as several things exploded around me, causing debris to fly. What I wasn't expecting next was the amount of energy that I felt leaving my body--crying had made me weaker. This is exactly what Starscream wanted.

"Why stop now? We're just getting to the good part," Starscream spoke again.

I squeezed harder, initiating more explosions and draining me of more energy.

"Please. Please stop," I pleaded once more. I didn't even know why I tried.

"Listening to your baby sister cry out your name as she took her last breath was really the--how do you humans say it--icing on the cake," he finished.

And that's the moment I lost it. I let out a loud, angry--yet pained--scream. That's when everything around me went completely chaotic. Flames erupted, glass shattered, walls collapsed, and my energy was at an all time low. It didn't take me long to realize that my crying had never been the cause of my energy collapse. This was the limitation that Starscream had set on me; he was taunting me on purpose because he knew that would trigger the release of all my power. I can't believe that I didn't realize it sooner; I could have prevented it. Now there was no turning back. I had completely destroyed the lab and almost every Con in it, except for Starscream, Barricade, and Soundwave.

"Keep it up, little girl," Starscream said to me. His tone was encouraging. It was on purpose though. He assumed that I was going to stop, but I was far from finished.

I threw my hands up and just unleashed whatever I could. After causing several more explosions, I aimed at the three Decepticons in front of me. My energy was at an all time low, but I refused to give up just yet.

I squeezed my hands shut as tightly as possible, and I watched as Barricade fell to the ground. In that moment it was almost as if my entire being had left my body. Blood was now dripping out of my nose at an incredibly fast pace, and every muscle in my body aches with great intensity. I could feel myself slowly slipping away, but I didn't really care. I would probably end up dying in this fire anyway.

The sound of gunfire sounded behind me and I turned around slowly to see several figures running towards the lab, their weapons raised. Whoever it was was too late. I was gone, and I knew that the instant I began falling to the debris covered floor. I laid there for about ten seconds before my eyes began to close. Beautiful bright blue lights surrounded by blue and red flames was the last thing I saw before I finally let the darkness consume me.