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TFP: A Girl Anew, chapter 5 New Relic ThornRush sat up trying to hide her smile, Knockout had fallen for her little "I'm so sad." act from a couple days ago. She had known the police would find her to be dead, after all she wasn't human anymore. Yesterday was just perfect timing for her plan. Though it was sparkbreaking to see her family in such a distortion, ThornRush knew she was going to return to them soon, with they way her plan was going. She heard footsteps and quickly straightened her face. Knockout walked in holding a cube of energon. "You doing ok?" "Ya. I feel more rested." "That's good, here, drink up. I told megatron that yo

TFP: A Girl Anew, chapter 4 Going out ThornRush stared into the open field, she knew it was washington because her father used to take her out here and fly her kite. Seconds passed, then minutes but still she stood there, could she go home? oh how she longed to see her family and to be with them again. But what would they say to her being a mechanical being. "Oh honey that's ok well work out something." or "you hideous thing, what have you done to my daughter, we cannot have that thing here." She let tears roll down her optics. ThornRush felt a tap on her shoulder, and she came out of her trance, wiped her tears and turned to see Knockout

TFP: A Girl Anew A plan If ThornRush was still human she would be passed out by now. She had been training vigorously for hours, and only because she had a small attitude with Megatron.   Well, not anymore she needed to work on her escape plan, and the only way to do that was to 'respect' the overgrown thorn in everyone's side. "ThornRush." She heard knockout call. "Your trainings done........ Hopefully now you will be more respectful,I really am sick of giving up my buffering time to train you." "Finally" she said happily. "How is this going to make me more respectful?" She added under questionably her breath. "What?" knockout said una

A Girl Anew Chapter 2 Minutes passed like hours and hours passed like years as knockout showed Amanda around the nemesis. " And here is your...." "Are we done yet, I'm so sick of this tour." Amanda stomped her feet and whined like a baby. "Yes, as I was going to say, here are your quarters." Knockout said annoyed. Amanda looked around, it was a quant place with nothing but a metal berth and no door. "There's no door?" "Of course, what do you expect."   "How is a girl going get privacy if there is no door!" She yelled. "Well as you should notice you don't need a door. No clothes." "You men never understand." Amanda stomped into her quarter

Knockout lingered on the human database some of the other decepticons put together. He had made a serum, by Megatrons request that would enable the decepticons a greater chance at winning the war. "Ou this is boring, I'm going out for a ride." Before knockout could go anywhere star-scream walked in. "Where do you think you are going." "Out for a drive, do you have a problem with that." "Yes I do have a problem with that. As second in command I am to make sure every con is doing their job." Star-scream said holding his hand up to himself." "What do you expect me to do, sit here all day?" Knock-out said annoyed. "YES. Now get back to work, Lor

Children of the transformers: beginning backgrounds of the autobots Optimus Prime: Optimus lived in a upper class sector. living in a four story vection (House for transformers) with his mother and father, he went to the most expensive warrior training camps, and the best known combat schools. As a child Optimus was always independent, he never accepted help when wanted but always when needed, and helped others when he saw they needed it. When prime grew to be a teen he was the perfect example of a warrior transformer, he aced every obstacle they put in his way, and won every trophy at the annual "Transformer Teen fighting competition" soon

The new attitude  I've got my iPod, iPad, and my iPhone too So why should I be friends with you I've got everything, you've got nothing So why don't you just try to get something So if you don't get the memo it's about me  So open your eyes to look and see I'm rich, you're poor So don't even knock on my door I am better than you can you even get a single clue It's all about me, me, me So get off your butt and flee

A little cry She whispered in her friends ear today To shy to talk to shy to play She sits alone and is made fun of by others  And then to go home to be smacked by her father " why aren't the dishes done, and why are you home late?" " I'm sorry dad I had detention today."  He smacked her face and punched her bruised arm  And She just stood there in shock and distant alarm It was a constant battle between her father and school In either place she was treated as if a worthless fool So she sat on the balcony rail and cried her last tear And she thought "I am nothing" and jumped out of fear.

A CHILD A child is born with a heart that glows And fantasy dreams that endlessly flow They are pure of heart But yet torn apart Knowing that fantasy comes and goes But yet there heart still happily glows. So what keeps a child from anger and tears? Well I'll tell one thing is that they have no fears A child's mind wanders on and on Only to know the child's song They do not know their growth in years And that is what keeps a child from anger and tears. So I'll leave you with this one little note Be still with children and do not treat them like a coat They cannot be ripped or torn or even weathered And then hung up in a closet