Chapter 2
Anger

She looked at herself in the mirror. She had changed, She had gone from being a sweet person to being an aggravated one. As she fiddled with her tie, she kept herself staring into her own eyes. 2 weeks after her parents funeral, she had given everything that belong to her mother and father to her older sister. She was always fighting with her before, for the things. The expensive dishes, the jewelry, the Furniture. Now she could have it. She didn't want to remember her family, She used her parents life money to sell the house, sell her own furniture, and upgrade her vehicle. Turning around, and straightening her suit, she looked back her shoulder, and saw the Decepticon Tattoo she had given herself. Who would have thought, a girl who was deathly afraid of needles, getting herself a tattoo of the one thing she would fight for, and for what reason? To show all those assholes, and kids that what she did, was not for fun, but for the cause. She was now starting to change drastically. Once her parents where dead, She had an argument with her boyfriend. He didn't like what she was becoming, more of a soldier. But in all honestly, She was always a soldier. Which was a reason she picked the name Fracture. Fracture was a F1 racer Decepticon Soldier. Who served Megatron, and wasn't afraid to tell those to their faces. She would not be pushed around. Even though her own boyfriend was part of the Dominion, He wasn't as committed as her. She was part of this Community for 5 years now, Giving when she had none, and Following her leader through thick and thin. He didn't understand. Jerk, she thought. In the Dominion, there was rules, and ranks. We had the Soldiers, grunts, Generals, The ladies and lords. When you where a Lord or Lady, you was as high and mighty as Megatron. Thinking back when everything was normal, and the Dominion was just a Clan over Xbox, who pledge their existence to being a clan after the Settlement of Transformers, She had signed up on a heartbeat. Transformers where her lifeline. She loved them, she went through many names, but found, the name Fracture was something she enjoyed hearing from others, it tasted metallic to her tongue. Unlike the rest of people in the Community, no one would dare speak to Megatron, the sole leader and creator of the Dominion, like she did. When she was angry, she told him, showed him. When she knew something was wrong, She told him. She made it clear, Just because you're the leader of one of the most biggest Communities out there, Doesn't mean she was going to tremble to him. After all, he was first a Friend than a leader.

A knock to the door, took her out of her thoughts, she turned around to see a large muscular male standing there. Of course, speak of the devil. His name was Scott, But Megatron came out of her lips more often than his real name. He was wearing the suit she designed. A grey and white Suit with a red Tie. Her boss, Loved Megatron. He had taken liberty to collecting all his figures, and to Dying his hair grey similar to Megatron's G1 armor. His eyes where black, and he had ear rings on both his ears, Tattoos ran from his neck up to his right eye. Gloved hands covered his fists, as the figure stood in the doorway, in the most Well dress formality she would ever witness. His eyes looked at her bed, On the bed was a mask that she had also designed. The last piece of to her suit. She was grateful for making the masks. She felt more power behind the mask, when facing others. Her mask was a similarity to Tarn's mask, but had her own unique designs, It covered her entire face, and kept her eyes open for her own brown devilish eyes. Megatron bowed slightly toward the female.

Never did he feel more pride. Seeing the woman, who had helped him get to this stage. The female was 6 feet tall, wearing a Black and Red suit, with a black tie. A number Seven on her right breast side, Black Gloves covered her fragile hands, and a messy bun was her new style these days. As she made her way to the edge of the bed, she grabbed the mask which laid on the bed. The mask was heavy, which she had insisted for durability. He remembered the long Skype talks, and the constant texting from her. She made sure every detail of what he wanted was on her list. Tying the mask behind her, she opened her eyes to look at her boss. A black Decepticon Skull like Mask on her face. She saluted to him. Putting up the Symbol he had taught her, as she walked through the door. Today was the day. He had invited all his soldiers, All those who where committed to the Cause. There would be many new faces he would meet.
Closing the door behind his General, he fixed his tie. Next person to pick up was Soundwave.

"This will be you're first time meeting Soundwave, right Fracture?" Her boss asked her, while driving towards the highway. She felt a smile cross her lips, The way her boss said her name, like nothing was wrong in the world, Like nothing happened between them. He was a honorable man. He worked hard to make his Dominion become so big, He was a great leader, But she would never tell him to his face. Yet she felt in some way, he knew this already. "No Megatron. Only time I get to hear from him is on Xbox." She sounded so, Uptight. She herself was a bit surprised to listening to her own tone. "Well Don't worry. He isn't as bad as everyone says." He laughed, while turning to another interstate. "I know he isn't. Just because I haven't met him face to face, I already know how he is. The most chilliest Dude you will come across."

Soundwave's House

Leaning on the frame of a large Truck, stood a 6'9 foot tall male. Dressed from head to toe in a elegant suit. A number seven symbol on the right of his tie. His arms where crossed over his chest, as a Mask covered his face. Dark brown hair was in spikes as he waited patiently. His eyes where one of black hues, as he looked over to his friend, on his left. Another male was leaning on a vehicles frame, his gloved hands in his suit pants pockets as he spoke in a humorous Tone. A silver chain cross hung loosely around his neck. Black skin upper cut was his hairstyle, as he stood around 6'5 feet tall. A Tattoo of the Decepticons on the side of his neck, and a Large mask covering his own face, with tubes coming out of it, unto the back of his suit. Both males looked to the black Cadillac that parked in front of the house. Megatron looked at Fracture and smiled, watching him get out of the car and putting his arms up greeting Soundwave with that big grin on his face, She summoned the courage as well, and opened the door.
The other male with the chain, saw the smaller figure and jogged towards her. The way he said her name, she instantly knew who he was. He was the one person who she first fell for. He was always playing Xbox with her, Always making her laugh. She instantly threw herself at him, hugging his chest tightly, as he did the same. "Tidalwave" She smiled behind her mask, seeing his own eyes, she could feel it in her bones, he was smiling too. Her best friend.
She looked at that chain cross necklace he always wore, and smiled. Funny how God has your back at times. Turning on her heel she walked up the curve towards the other male. Soundwave. He had his hand out to her, but she threw herself at him too, hugging him tightly as well, He seemed to expect this, and simply hugged her back. "I told you I would hug you when I first see you." He nodded and smirked behind his own mask. "Yep, you did." His voice was so deep, so rich. If Soundwave needed a replacement, This man in front of her eyes would do well.

Soundwave looked towards Megatron, and sidestepped. "Ready Scott?" Megatron simply looked at Fracture, and allowed her to go first. "Femmes First."