Requested by @Forbidden_Hatred

This was a bit tricky, but I managed to do it..a bit of gore will be in here too.

I realized I did not do very well on the reader being broken. And shy...sorry about that...I'll fix it in future one-shots...

(M/n) = Mothers Name
(D/n) = Dads Name

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Came the sound of quiet, nimble, running feet.

'I've g-got t-to *pant* get a-away f-from *pant* them q-quickly *pant*' The female murderer thought as she nimbly ran away from her last victim, the Autobots, and the police.

As seconds went by, the female killer managed to run farther and farther away from both the police and surprisingly, the Autobots. The sounds of wailing sirens started to become dimmer and not once, did the killer stop to rest.

'I-I'm actually g-glad I t-took track' She thought. 'I k-knew it w-would come i-in handy one day...'

As the killer kept running strait, she ended up by the forest and decided to climb up one of the 3 meter trees to hide in until the commotion settled down.

'The a-adrenaline. T-This feeling. I can f-feel it. Running through m-my veins....it...i-it feels so...so...exciting!' She thought as she felt her head pounding through her mask and her heart violently thumping as it pumps blood through her arteries.

(You can decide what your wearing but this is the mask your wearing)

As the killer panted for breath, a smile started to form on her lips as she remembered her last victim. The fear in their eyes, the terrified expression, the whimpers they made as she stalked closer to them. And oh...

Their screams of agony.

Oh, how she loved the scream her victim made as she dragged her large (F/c) colored blade across their arms, legs, chest, and then throat.

It was a bliss!

But....

'Something f-felt wrong a-about it...' The killer thought as her smile instantly disappeared. But only to return as she shrugged her shoulders and she leaned back on the trunk of the tree. 'I'm s-sure it's n-nothing i-important,'

But poor Ms.Killer.

Feeling a new emotion is strange, isn't it?

Well...

Guess you'll learn more about the feeling of

GUILT.

As the female killer caught her breath silently, she heard the sounds of policemen and the Autobots running pass her resting spot as they began to yell at each other for answers of her whereabouts.

But then...

'Hey (Y/n)?!-Are you ok?-Listen! You can still run!'

A males voice sounded in her head. Her eyes then widened as she clamped her hands by her ears.

'S-Stop! G-Get out of my h-head!..' She thought. After a few seconds, there were no voices heard- in both her head and in the woods. 'I-I hate those f-flashback...'

Ah yes. Flashbacks. One of the things that bothers her most.

It made her immobile until they were done. But the flashbacks,

they were of her past life,

before she was a killer....

At least,

A few hours before she became a killer...

~Time skip by 30 minutes later~

There the female killer was, still up in the tree, sitting on the branch. As she held her hand to her mask, stroking it softly.

'M-Mom...d-dad...I'll always r-remember you....a-all the s-smiles w-we h-h-had...' As the female killers stuttering got slightly worse, she stroked where the red smile on her mask is and started to feel her eyes sting.

All of a sudden, the was a *woosh* sound behind her.

Before she could react, she felt the crisp night air blow against her face.

'M-My m-mask...!' The killers eyes widen before quickly ducking her dead and covering her face with both of her hands. 'N-No!! W-Where is m-my mask?!'

"So, the infamous shadow killer is a female?" A smooth but slightly stern male voice said.

Shadow Killer.

That was what the police had decided to name her.

Why?

Because after every murder, there would be no evidence left behind.

No evidence of a weapon, specific gender, DNA (such as fingerprints), nothing.

Nothing but a human carcass.

And whenever the police were about to catch the female murderer (not that they knew she was female), she would be gone.

In other words,

'When the light shines on a shadow, it disappears.'

The female killer stayed silent and started to shake a bit.

'Hey (Y/n), what's wrong...'

'No. No not now..! Why now of all times!..' The Female murderer thought as she started to have a random flashback.

But this time, she could see transparent images.

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"Hey (Y/n), what's wrong..." A women with short, strait, (h/c) hair said as she stared at a girl with (h/l) (h/c) and doe (e/c) eyes.

"It's just...do we have to? I don't want to really move to Detroit. I don't want to leave all my friends..." Said a young lady named (Y/n) who then lowered her head.

"*Sighs softly* Sweetie..." The mother said. She then crutched down to be eye level with (Y/n)- who was sitting on the couch with her knee's against her chest. "It's for the best...your father finally found a good paying job- we can get the necessaries we need...please understand we're doing this for the best. Plus, it's safer there- there's Autobots there that will protect us," (Y/n) sighed through her nose before lifting her head up with a small smile.

"Ok, mom."

~Time skip to arriving in Detroit at night~

"Hey mom. Can I explore around the house for a bit?" (Y/n) asked as she exited the car and walked up the path to the front door.

"If you want. But then come down and help me and your father unload the boxes," (M/n) said. Then also got out of the car and started to unload boxes.

"Why don't you go check out your room. I bet you'll like it," (D/n) said as he waved (Y/n) off. (Y/n) grinned excitedly as she ran into the house and up the stairs.

There were four doors down the hallway and each one of them had a sticky note on it. On each sticky note, there was someone's name on it.

(Y/n) ignored all the other doors and only focused on the one with her name on it. She lightly placed her hands on the door nob and was about to turn it.

But something stopped her.

More precisely...

A gun shot,

And a scream of agony outside,

Stopped her.

(Y/n) froze. Too stunned to move her body as she faintly heard he father calling her mother. But then the sound of glass breaking snapped her out of being stunned and when she turned her head, she could hear her father and the attackers grunts and smacks (fist on skin smacks).

(Y/n) immediately ran downstairs and quickly passed her father- who was wrestling a man wearing all black on the floor, and ran out the door.

(Y/n) could only silently gasp in horror as she saw her mother on the ground, bleeding from her chest as it rose shakily with each breath.

"M-MOM!!" (Y/n) yelled as she ran over to her mothers side and gently cradled her head in her lap.

"(Y-Y/n)...run. F-Find the Autobots..." Her mother then took a shaky breath of air. "T-They'll protect y-you...r-run (Y/n)...run..." And then, the light in her eyes died out as her last breath of air was released.

"M-M-Mama?" (Y/n) called out shakily as tears started to stream down her face quickly.

"(Y-Y/n)!!" Her father suddenly shouted out as he ran through the front door toward her. He then gripped her shoulders. "Hey (Y/n)?!-Are you ok?-Listen! You can still run! I want you to run to safety!" As those last words came out of his mouth, a knife was then lodged in his back.

(Y/n) could only stare in shock as her father falls to the ground with a thud after some blood flicks onto her face.

"What's this? A girl? Hmm. You may be valuable in the black market," The killers masculine voice sounded out as he reached out to grab her.

Then, it felt like everything went in slow motion.

(Y/n) suddenly had a bloodied knife in her hands and the killers was gone.

She pounced of him and he fell.

Her eyes were full of revenge while the killers turned to fear.

The knife was lodged in the killers heart over and over again.

She laughed. He screamed.

She breathed....

He didn't.

As the sudden rush of adrenaline eased out of (Y/n) system, she suddenly looked in shock at the bloodied corpse of the killer that was still.

She looked down at her hands to see them covered in blood- as well as the knife and her clothes.

In the distance, she could hear the sirens of the police. But to her, it was just a dim sound.

(Y/n) looked back up to the killers corpse and saw in his hands a mask covered in a black cloth. She picked up the mask calmly and took off the cloth to see a white mask (It's the same mask as the picture from before).

Now just realizing that she had murdered someone, she panicked and ran into the near by woods across the road.

And not a minute later, the police arrived.

~Small Time Skip~

(Y/n) ran deep into the forest and tried to find a good place to hide. She soon saw a tree that had low enough to branches to climb and decided that was the place she was going to hide in.

Once situated in a high branch, she quietly cried.

She cried for her mom.

She cried for her dad.

She cried because she killed someone.

She cried because-.....

....

....

....

....

...why?

'T-That f-feeling I-I h-had....w-when I-I k-killed that m-man...' (Y/n) thought. 'I-I-I felt it pounding i-in m-my v-veins....I-I...I want more,'

She cried because she wanted more adrenaline.

~Flashback over~

(Y/n) didn't realize it until she felt a couple of drops on her hand.

She looked down to see little drops of water.

But then she felt that her cheeks were wet.

And her throat was tight.

But what she didn't realize, was that the Autobot that had taken her mask, was quietly watching her from a branch above.

"M-Mom...d-dad..." (Y/n) whimpered as she looked up at the night sky between the branches. "I-I'm s-s-so sorry...I h-had n-no control o-over my a-actions a-a-and when t-that man k-killed y-you in f-front of m-me..." Her stuttering got worse as she started to sob. "I-I-I l-lost c-control a-and k-killed h-h-him b-because I w-was m-mad!...I-I-I'm s-sick..a-aren't I...I-I'm so s-sorry...e-even t-though m-my w-words w-won't m-m-mean a-anything t-to a-anyone e-else...I-I-I f-feel s-so g-guilty..."

She then lowered her head and cried softly.

(Prowls POV)

'...I see now,' I thought as I watched the female murderer weep. Although she deserves this for taking so many lives...she wasn't in full control. I then hooked my legs onto the branch and fell back to I hung upside down facing the killer.

"Your anger was," I said out loud. The human female snapped her head at me with wide (e/c) full of guilt and fear. She then tried to hide behind the tree trunk. "Your anger was controlling your actions. Not yourself,"

"...Aren't y-you going t-to turn me in...." She said quietly as she turned her head down. "...I-I'm still a-a murderer....e-even if I-I w-wasn't in full c-control...I-I should be p-punished, s-shouldn't I?" I stared at her for a few more moments before slowly lowering myself onto her branch.

"I am still going to take you in," I started and saw the human cringe slightly. "But only because you need help. This anger in you, it's controlling your entire being without your consciousness. We can help you," I then extended my servo to her. "I, can help you," I saw her staring at my outstretched servo and ever so slowly, she started to crawl towards it.

Eventually, she was right in front of my outstretched servo and slowly lifted her hand toward it. Once her hand rested on one of my digits, I closed my servo around her hand as I griped it softly. Then, smiled softly at her as I stated in her optic's. I lifted my other servo and wrapped it around her body softly and picked her up.

I saw her look at my servos in panic before I calmed her down.

"It's alright, I won't hurt you," I said softly as I brought her near my chassis. I felt her heart beat against my servo rapidly but then slow down to a calming beat. I then brought her gently toward my chassis and 'hugged' her- as the human term is said.

((Y/n) POV)

I stiffened up.

'Wha-..W-What is he doing?...' I thought shakily as the Autobot Prowl brought me to his chest.

"A 'hug', as you humans say, can be used as a cure for sadness. It shares a bond of sorts if I remember correctly," Prowl said. I looked up a bit to see he looking down at me with a smile. "It also is a sign or action of affection," I then looked down (back down to his chassis) with slightly wet cheeks.

"W-...Why?" I whispered.

"Because you need one," He answered softly. I felt tears build up in my eyes. I then felt all the emotions inside of me come out all at once.

Anger.

Sadness.

Guilt.

"...Thank you..." I said softly. Then, I felt my tears being released. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you..." I then started to sob.

"You don't have to go through the pain by yourself. There are others you could depend on," Prowl said.

"..I-I haven't had a-anyone," I explained.

"..You have me now. Depend on me," Prowl said. "And when it's time for us to get down to the police officers," I stiffened up. "I'll be holding you and won't let anyone take you away from me. I'll put you down once I win custody over you and your safety," I looked up into his optic's for a moment, before letting my head hand and rest against his chest.

'Thank you...'

(Primus, I really went deep into that. The feelings in here...)

~2549 words~