So you are a female human that is a tomboy. You like to do parkour and are a rebel! (I really like this idea)! One day you are captured by a Decepticon and your guardian, IronHide, is always there for you. He rescues you. Enjoy!

Requested by: Silver_moon523
Verse: Bayverse

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You landed on the other building as you practiced for a new stunt you were working on. Of course, your parents didn't want you trying it but since they weren't at home and we're busy with work, this was the best way to erase time from the board.

"Y/N, you know you shouldn't be out this late." A voice came from the watch Ratchet had built for you so that the Autobots could contact you when needed.

"IronHide, I'm fine. I'm just practicing for my new stunt. You should see it when you come to pick me up tomorrow!" IronHide chuckled from the other end.

"Your parents aren't home, are they?" You smiled devilishly as you popped your bubble gum bubble. You used a satellite dish to throw your body to the next building.

"Oh please, it's a Friday night, of course they aren't home. And, you know exactly what that means!" You ran up the side of a building a bit before latching onto the windows balcony and swinging yourself up onto the roof of that building.

"Parkour night?" IronHides sigh came through your watch.

"Exactly."

"Y/N, you know I'd love you to stay home and at least chill for some time. I worry too much. I'm suppose to be your guardian, not babysitter. You are making it really hard for me to not rush to you at this moment." You rolled your eyes at the sound of his fatherly voice.

"You sound like my dad when he's on the job." IronHide grunts in disapproval.

"Just sayin'," you smirk.

All of a sudden something gets thrown at you and you gasp. You hit the ground when it hits you and knocks you off your skateboard you were getting ready to ride on.

"What the hell?!" You glare in the distance. Blood comes from you head. You see it's metal, not just any metal. Cybertronian.

A Decepticons smiles wickedly as he steps out form the shadows. His black form gleams in the moonlight that casted outlining shadows on the buildings.

"Y/N?!" Shouts come from your device but you can't seem to find the will to answer back. You glare and grab the piece and chuck back at the con.

"Pick on someone your own size! Scum!" You pop you gum bubble once more and glare some more. Anger and hate bubbling up inside of you. Or maybe that was the gum you accidentally swallowed earlier due to your amazing stunt.

"Pathetic human creature. I'm going to make your autobot guardian suffer." He reaches down to grab out you but you take out your knife and stab his servo. He yelps and rears back.

"IronHide, a Decepticreep is on my tail!" You shout. You hope from one building to another, parkour has really paid off!

"Y/n, I'll get to you as soon as possible!" The line ends as the con scoops you up in his servo.

"Let me go!" You scream. He smiles and transforms. A jet! The seatbelt is tight around you and you grunt in displeasure. He takes off right away.

By the end of this journey you end up in a ware house with the con. You've been tied to a chair. How ironic?!

"I hope you know you are indeed done for, con!" He glares at you, eyes a deep dark red.

"Shut up human!" He slobbers out his words.

"What's your name?" You ask. Maybe it will get his attention on you and not IronHide who should be showing up any time soon.

"ScreenScraper." He answers. You snicker. "What's so humorous?!" He shouts.

"You're serious? ScreenScraper? Whoo, I'm so sorry that your creators were so damn dumb that they named you that! Wait, would you look at that! I scraped my watches screen! What ya gonna do, ScreenScraper?" You laughed hysterically as the con stood there.

"This is why I despise you master." He muttered to himself.

"This is why you shouldn't have captured me." He rose a brow in confusion. It changed when IronHide broke through the side of the warehouse, guns a blazing.

"Next time, watch who you grab!" He grabbed the con by his throat and shoved his gun down it before he took a nice big shot. The con slid out of his servos.

"Are you alright?" He asks as he gets me out of my chair.

"Thank you!" He smiles a warm smile.

"Anytime, Y/n. Like you would always say, I'm always there for you. You are like my own." I smile and give him a good old fist bump.

"Wanna see my new stunt?" He rolled his eyes.

"Let's get your head checked on first." You huffed at that.

"Fine."