I am the mother, Rachel. I am married to the Decepticon Wing Commander, Starscream. How is that possible you ask? I think it'd be safer for you not to ask, but if you really MUST know then I shall explain.
My mother, Julie met Optimus Prime one day while walking home from work. They formed a friendship that turned into something more. (As disturbing as that may be.) The two got married a few months later, we moved into Autobot HQ and have been together as a family ever since. Megatron, in his tireless efforts to get one over on Prime, thought it'd be a good idea to kidnap Mom and hold her to ransom. So, he sent the three Decepticon Seekers, Starscream, Thundercracker and Skywarp to get her. Too bad they got the wrong person... They snatched me instead! I was taken back to Decepticon HQ where Megatron held me captive for many months.
Now, there was one problem... I was always neutral in the whole Autobot-Decepticon clashes. I was more concerned for my mothers safety above all else. Now, I'm fond of Prime, after all, he IS my step-father, but come on... It gets pretty boring having the same thing happen all the time. Megatron fights Prime, Prime beats Megatron, Megatron sulks... Repeat. Why can't they just settle it!? They ARE brothers after all.
Oops. Got sidetracked there. Anyway... I started to get to know my captors a little. (Not that they gave a rats ass about me, especially Starscream. He hated me with a passion!) I actually began to sympathize slightly. But, to cut a long story short, I actually joined them. Not one of my smartest moves, I know.
Megatron took some persuading, but he decided that I might be of some use. After all, I could infiltrate Autobot HQ no problem. (Yes. I know I sound like a traitorous wretch, but hear me out before you hunt me down, 'kay?) I agreed to go along with their plans, as long as they didn't hurt my Mom. Surprisingly, Megatron agreed. Apparently, I was too valuable a resource to throw away over some petty request, or something. Don't ask me. But, yeah. I ended up helping them out. Set up a good many ambushes. (Not that the Autobots ever really knew who was setting them up.) Too bad Megatron and Co. sucked and always screwed it all up. Starscream wasn't happy that Megatron was accepting me. After all, I was just a 'pathetic flesh creature'. He was hushed a good many times though. Megatron made him swear he'd never lay a finger on me.
It must have been a good month or two before the Autobots even TRIED to get me back. I felt bad for Mom, I bet she was worried sick. (And I admit I missed her a lot.) They ended up retreating though. Charming, eh?
It went quiet for a while. In that time I helped think up some amazing schemes. I did so well, in fact, Megatron actually got me a mech-suit made up so I could maybe accompany them on missions. I wasn't sure how to react... In one way, I felt proud, but in another, I couldn't shake off the strange nagging 'Autobot-like' feelings at the back of my mind. (AKA my conscience.) Yet again, this was met with opposition from Starscream. We had gotten so familiar that we had slanging matches on a regular basis. It was actually quite fun and I'm sure he felt the same, if truth be told. I guess for me, the fun part was that I could get away with saying anything to him and there'd be no repercussions. Hehe. It'd actually become a Decepticon pass time, to watch me and Mr Ego duke it out verbally in the mess hall. They'd often take bets over who'd win. Most of the time it was me, as Megatron used to break it up and chastise Starscream instead of me. Like this one time when we were calling each other 'stupid retarded sheep turds', or something, and Megatron came barreling in and flying kicked Starscream. I almost felt sorry for him at that point. Hah.
A few more months passed and I had actually been out on a mission. At one point I actually ended up nearly killing an Autobot. I felt awful, because it was Sunstreaker and I had gotten to know him quite well when I first moved into Autobot HQ. Thankfully, he didn't know it was me since I was all locked up inside my mech-suit. In one way, I'm still unsure if that was a good or a bad thing. Its kind of cowardly, I guess. Ah well! Moving on! Haha.
At the end of the mission, Megatron announced to me that he was so proud, he was almost considering adopting me as a 'daughter unit'. I was most shocked. Starscream overheard and, well... I bet you can guess the rest. He was mortified. He gave me this look that oozed of 'I wish I could squish you here and now'. I can honestly say, at that point I was quite scared. Even Megatron thought he was going to have to do some defending. Starscream's optics had never looked so red. And, get this... Just to annoy him further, Megatron made it final and adopted me. Haha. Oh dear... I was in for a rough night in the mess hall, I could tell.
