This story was requested by Miz Lil Pitbull. Here you go, amigo! Enjoy! Transformers belong to Hasbro and Victoria, Isaiah, and Donavin belong to Miz Lil Pitbull. I own nothing!

Siblings: A Song of Family

Two wolves were running quickly through the forest, taking turns carrying a young pup as they struggled to stay ahead of the hunters.

All three were transformers and Autobots who lived alone in the woods. Victoria, who was the oldest at age thirteen, stopped for a moment and turned to her eleven-year-old brother Isaiah, who was carrying their nine-year-old brother on his back.

"Isaiah, how much longer can you carry Donavin?" she asked, looking with concern at their youngest brother, who had been hit with a stray bullet in the leg and was not looking very well. She gave his head a gentle lick to which he responded with a slight whimper.

"A little bit longer," answered Isaiah, panting a little.

Victoria nodded. "I'm going to trick those hunters," she said. "Keep going over the ridge. I'll catch up with you."

Isaiah nodded, determination in his royal blue optics. "Okay, but be careful," he cautioned.

She nodded, protectiveness and fierceness in her purple optics. "I will," she promised and took off.

Isaiah kept moving and soon made it to the ridge and sat down to catch his breath and also to check on his little brother. Donavin didn't look very good now and his normally bright lime green optics were very dull as was his fur, which was black and a slightly darker gray than their sister's fur. Her fur was gray, with mixtures of black and purple, while Isaiah's fur was dark gray with mixtures of blue. The older male now gently nudged his little brother.

"Don't worry," he said to him. "Sis will be back and we'll head out again."

Donavin only whimpered in response as his leg hurt more. Victoria soon came back. "Come on," she said. "We have to get out of here."

They were soon off with Victoria carrying Donavin as they headed toward a building they saw in the distance, but as they got closer, the more tired they became from all their running. "Come on, guys," said Victoria, trying to encourage them. "We can make it."

Isaiah looked up at her, knowing she was just as tired as he was. "Come on," he said. "Lean on me."

Victoria didn't argue as she did so, knowing her brother was stronger of the three, even though he was two years younger than her.

Isaiah struggled with the weight, but did not utter a word of complaint as they slowly got closer and closer. He then made a choice and transformed into his robot mode, carrying both his big sister and little brother more easily in their wolf forms, but being already drained of most of his energy, he stumbled and finally fell down outside the building they had seen, unable to move anymore. He cuddled his brother and sister close to him to keep them warm as his system finally began to shut down. Victoria transformed quickly as did Donavin, even though it was painful for him and his arm hurt terrible.

"Isaiah!" Victoria cried out worriedly as she watched him fall into stasis. "Somebody! Help us!"

Donavin crawled over and hugged his older brother, scared to lose him. He didn't want him to die like their parents had. They had been killed by Megatron before Victoria had rounded him and Isaiah up and they had fled. That had been two months ago now, but the loss was still great.

Victoria felt her head swim and she slowly blacked out and Donavin did as well, neither of them noticing the large shadow looming over them, watching them closely.

First chapter! Who was watching them?