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The story is rated M. This is due to strong language such as swearing, crude humor, some suggestive themes, cartoon violence, blood, gore, some dark and disturbing themes latter on as well as character deaths.

Warnings: My spelling and grammar is horrible. I'll be trying my hardest and my best to correct this. However no one is perfect. Please also note that my spelling and grammar have always been my worst subjects. If you do not like the story than please leave and move onto something else. Also please do not leave any swears in the reviews. The swearing is not nessaurary nor is it appreciated or even helpful to the writer. I already know some reviews will be critical and harsh. But please just don't swear. Lastly Characters might be OC, I will be trying my best for this not to happen but it might.

Summary: Dying was one thing. Being reborn in a world you practically grew up knowing only as fictional is just a mess to deal with reguardless if you were a fan or not, to make matters worst try being dropped into a dead cybertonian's body as you somehow become that bot. You get problems, lots of them. What did I do to make Primus hate me so much? Since i'm pretty sure I never agreed or sighned up for this in the first place, also why did it have to be Skywarp's body!?

Please Read, Review and I hope you enjoy the story.

I was once a organic life form known as a human being, that was born on a planet called Earth. My earth name had been William Winters. My favorite cartoon growing up was called Transformers. I think most of my favorite characters were Autobots but I had a few Decepticons I liked. I wasn't an obsessed fan with the cartoon but I enjoyed it and had even collected a few toy figures from the G1 series as from the Beast Wars, Animated, the live action movies and the Prime series of the Transformers universe. Never once wished it was real or anything like that though the idea of having a giant metal alien for a friend driving you around or blowing things up did sound pretty cool as a kid.

Sorry getting off track here. The point is that I never once asked or sighned up being reborn as a real life cybertronian. Let alone being reborn in another dimension were Cybertronians were as real as us human beings. Believe me, I didn't ask for this nor did I even want it! I must have done something in my previous life as a human to piss off Primus to be reborn as Skywarp. Of all the bots I could have been I just had to end up as Starscream's crazy trine member, who was most likely the youngest member if I remember correctly. Least I don't have to have to grow up all over again, so that was a good thing.

Only problem is that I was dropped into Skywarp's very dead body which somehow came back to life. Least I wasn't a terrorcon or a zombie bot. So I guess, that's a good thing. Seeing how all of Skywarp's wounds had completely vanished as though they never happened. I sit there examining my new body at first, the first thing I thought was that I had been horribly injured and they added robotic limbs to my body to make me somewhat human again. I was also completely obvious to my surroundings at that very moment in time.

So you can just image what happen when I finally noticed my reflection, from a very large broken sheet of what might have been a very large glass window at one point of time that was near me. It took me a moment before I relised that the reflection starring back at me, really was me as than I began screaming bloody murder in horror, shock, disbelief and alarm all rolled into one single emotion.

I so didn't want to be a Decepticon. Yes, I thought the Decepticon's insignia was way cooler than that of the Autobot's insignia but I just can't stand how stupid the cons could actually be. Let alone how their leader Lord Megatron, always seemed to fail to use his upper hand on the bots properly. I barried my face in my hands as I cursed Primus, Unicron or whatever higher force in the universe out for this. I didn't want this, nor did I ever wished for something like this.

In the end I just move my hands off my face and grumble bitterly under my breath as I got up. I might as well face the music and just deal with my sitituation head on. Since sitting around and complaining about my situation is not going to do shit. Least I was in the Transformer's Prime universe judging by my new apearence as I took in my reflection once more. I looked a lot like Starscream in some respects only big differences were that I had g1 skywarp's coloring sceme and my helm was desighned more like Jazz's from the live action move without the visor.

Black and purple were okay colors and I could deal with that. If worst comes to worst, I'll just repaint myself but thinking of the fans back in my old dimension, they would most likely protest about that, but damn it why did I have to be Skywarp of all the bots I could have possibly been!? I than let out a sigh of frustition as I took in my surroundings some more, I was most likely on cybertron judging by how dead everything looked around me and as far as the optics or eyes could be seen at least.

That was when I noticed a dead autobot near by and briefly wondered if I ended up in the wrong body. However what's been done had been done. This couldn't be undone as far as I was aware of. I stood up and approached the dead autobot. I didn't reconise him but he was obvious a seeker like I ended up being, but he was much larger and could have easily turned me into crushed cube or something. He wasn't Skyfire, Springer, Slingshot or any of the Aerial bots that much I was sure of. I honestly felt sorry for the bot before me.

I shook my head. So much death and destruction for what purpose? Jealously, greed or just being a power hungry idiot? I never did understand why Megatron did all this. I know he wanted to change how things were done here on cybertron but in the end it was like he did all this senseless destruction only because he was furious about not being chosen as a prime. Basically in my eyes Megatron was acting like a spoiled child, who couldn't have his own way so he took it out on others. I looked at the dead body and than looked away as my claw like hands clenched tightly at my sides to the point I lightly drew energon in the palm of my hands. This wasn't right, all this death and suffering was not needed in anyway! Primus, how many innocent lives had been destroyed? Let alone the future generations that had most likely been lost because of this damn senseless war that Megatron caused!?

"Damn you Megatron...damn you to the fragging pits of hell." I snarled loudly. My voice sounded a lot like Skywarp's but yet it was fused with my light tennor like voice that I had when I was human. Making Skywarp's voice sound lighter and almost deeper in some respects but not by much. I than turned away from the dead bot as I began to walked away with no true idea where I was going, since one I really didn't feel like flying and lastly I didn't even know where the frag I was for that matter. I was also using extreme caution since I had no desire to be a scraplet's dinner or worst shot by any surriving Autobots that might still be on Cybertron. Lets see what my options are, being blown to bits or being eaten alive? Neither choices sounded good to me, though if I had to choose I think I rather be blasted to bits rather than being eaten alive.

I almost started laughing just as the Five Nights at Freddy's song called, I am the purple guy that was made by DAGames suddenly came to me. Why the hell did that song suddenly pop up into my mind? Oh well, it was a catchy song and was sort of ironic. Considering my situation that I ended up in. If I had to guess, I think Skywarp might still be lurking somewhere inside of my mind or processor, and might have found my track list of favorite songs that I loved listening to when I was human that I had practically memorized by heart or something like that. I don't mind, it was rather comforting even though i'm no longer human and had to get use to my new body. A body I still have no idea how to properly use yet, I must mention.

How long I walked, I honestly have no idea but I'm pretty sure I made a complete circle, since some damaged structures began looking the same. Didn't I just pass that stupid statue, just six minutes ago? I wondered briefly looking at the damaged statue of some bot who I have no fragging clue who it was suppose to be. I continued onward for primus knows how long before I eventually paused in mid step when I finaly noticed Arcee and Jack standing in front of a groundbridge.

That was when I very quickly dived behind a large crumbling stone wall of some damaged building, while hoping beyond hope that they didn't just notice me as I peeked out from my hiding spot as I watched the scene play out. Arcee went through the ground bridge and than Jack a few minutes latter. I waited a few seconds before I took my chance. No way was I going to wait around here on Cybertron alone, no fragging way. I ran foreward as I somehow manged to transformed into my alien jet like form and shot foreward as my engines kicked into overdrive with my desperation to reach the groundbridge before it closed or something. I never flew before so I screamed as I shot foreward through the groundbridge uncontrollably with no bloody clue with what the hell I was doing, as I accidently hit on the gas to propel me even faster through the groundbridge that caused me to start to spiraling.

Before Megatron could reach Optimus, I suddenly shot out of the ground bridge screaming bloody murder. Besides inwardly cursing up a storm in a mixture between English as well as Cybertronian as I narrowly missed turning Prime and Jack into road kill from when I came spirling out of that ground bridge. I than slammed into Megatron's mid section as I sent him flying backwards away from Optimus who just got all his memories of being a Prime back. I sort of bounced backwards from the impact with Megatron as I than hit the ground as I ungracefully transformed back to my bipedal form as I tumbled across the ground hard. I than very slowly sat up right holding my helm in pain. I was extremely dizzy, disoriented and felt like hurling whatever was in my stomache or tank. Good thing I was no longer human or I would have been one very sick human at that very moment.

"Is that...Skywarp?!" Ratchet yelled in disbelief when he noticed me.

"Ugh...my helm." I grumbled before I relised everyone was starring at me like I grew two heads or something. I smiled awkwardly before I somehow manged to use Skywarp's warp generator thingy as I got the hell out of there as quickly as possible. Especially when Megatron finally noticed me and screamed my name in pure rage. A rage I should mention that I honestly had no desire to stick around and face. Sadly I didn't really get far, seeing how I'm not use to this new body of mine, but at least I was outside of the cave, where I high tailed it by foot away from the place. I was sprinting as fast as I could away from that place since I so did not wish to face Megatron's rage or worst being shot by Autobots when I have no idea how to properly use this body yet.

"Curse you Primus! If you were here right now, I would kick your shiny metal ass from here to Cybertron!" I snarled loudly under my breath as I ran.

You're going to get us killed fleashy! I also don't wish to be offlined again! Skywarp's voice suddenly screamed at me which startled me.

"Skywarp?" I asked in disbelief as I nearly triped over my stupid high heel feet. "Damn, these fragging high heels! Why couldn't this be the G1 universe, least you had fragging flat feet in that universe!" I snarled in irritation as I struggled to keep my balance as I continued running as fast as I could.

Yes fleashy, I'm still here. Only as your conscious and to help you out when it's needed. Also what's wrong with my feet?! Skywarp demanded.

"Never mind... Just do something to help me out here. Damn it...I need to get the hell out of here since I can't fly worth shit, and I know you saw that fiasco just moments ago! I hate to see what my fighting ability is like let alone my shooting skills in this body!" I snarled in irritation.

Fleashy, don't talk out loud like that, it will make us or you I should say, seem crazy. Skywarp said in a calm voice.

"Well, aren't you already crazy?" I growled under my breath as I continued running.

You want my help or not, William Winters!? He screamed back at me.

"In all honesty no, I don't want your help. However I know only perfectly well, that I do need it. Seeing how this was your body, that is now my own unfortunately. So yes I do need your bloody help." I snapped in irritation.

Than stop running as I tell you how to control your new body. Besides how to hide your signature before you get us killed! Skywarp snapped in annoyance as though he was speaking to a sparkling who was getting on his very last nerve as I came to a stop.

I than began following Skywarp's firm directions as he taught me what to do. This was a lot harder than he made it sound. When Skywarp tried to teach me flying, it honestly turned into a disaster. I crashed into two trees. I think I accidently decapitated a few birds in the process. I don't even know how I managed to bent my right wing tip that now hurts like a bitch. I'm also covered in thick mud, that was slimmy as it ozzed into places that I didn't even know that cybetronian's had, let alone want to know about! Leaves were stuck to the mud, I even had twigs sticking out in random joint places, and to top all this off I sprained my damn left ankle strut all becase of these stupid high heel like feet of mine.

When I transformed to land in my bipedal form, that was when I somehow got my left heel stuck in dead tree log making me fight the damn log to free it. Instead of bending over to remove it, I tried kicking it off only to send the tree log flying up into the air as it disappeared into the distance when I finally got my foot free, my right foot than slipped on the slick mud causing me to suddenly loose my balance as I fell into the very deep mud like pond in the first damn place. When I surfaced from the mud pond, I quickly spat the mud out of my mouth as I also tried getting the mud off my optics. I managed to do so with difficulties.

At this point, I was very tempted to give Skywarp back his body, and be done with it. However to my displeasure, Skywarp only laughed at all this as he than exsplained how Primus had forbidden this action, since Skywarp was in all honesty still dead, and was just now an annoying voice stuck inside my head to help me learn how to use this new body of mine, besides keeping me out of trouble.

"Damn you, Primus." I snarled in rage as Skywarp started laughing like crazy inside my head some more as though he was agreeing with me. I than noticed that I had a rather large and fat looking frog on top of my helm as it than suddenly ribbited very loudly making Skywarp loose it as he laughed even harder at my misfortune. My left eye or optic twitched violently at this. I knew I was in all honestly a mess right now, and I most likely looked rather pathedic if not rather funny or ridiculous at that very moment. I only groaned at this as I was very thankful that there was no one around with a damn camera to take a picture of me looking like this.

I was getting ready to tell Skywarp to stop laughing, besides remind him that this was his body that he was laughing at. However I was suddenly hit with this red hot scorching pain that shot across the spark in tugging motions. I nearly scream in pain as I felt this urgrent tugging on my spark. "What the hell was that?" I demanded as I gritted my teeth in pain as I hoped it would stop soon but it seemed to be getting more frantic.

Starscream must have felt your I should say our prensence, when you were running around like an idiot earlier. Before you turned off your signature...he's now trying to force the bond open, when it's been closed off for centuries. We are a trine after all...when Thundercracker offlined...as well myself...we left Screamer all alone. Until now that is. Skywarp said softly sounding sad as well hurt.

"How do I open the bloody bond so he doesn't rip my spark in half?!" I snarled from the pain. I was being serious, it felt like he was going to rip my spark in half! Even though I have no idea if there was a spark or not inside this body, since I was just possessing a very dead corpse as my own body. Skywarp seemed to be surprised by my question. "I'm suppose to be you now, right? Guess having Starscream for a brother, wont be too horrible but I refuse to join the Decepticons though. So that will make you an Ex-Decepticon now. So tell me how to open the damn bond already, before it offlines us again."

Skywarp reluctantly tells me how to open the bond and I did so with major difficulties. Since I have no bloody clue what Skywarp was telling me to do. The pain stops and I'm hesistant to ask Skywarp what went wrong. However before I could ask that, the very next thing I know I'm hit by Starscream's desperation, sorrow, hope, excitement and sheer joy all rolled into one emotion just to have one his brothers again. It almost made me feel very guilty for giving Starscream this false hope. I'm not Skywarp and I will never be him.

I'm just the parasect that is possessing Skywarp's very dead body, besides having a small part of Skywarp with me to keep me out of trouble. This wasn't right but feeling Starscream's desperation, sorrow, excitement, joy and hope all rolled into one emotion, I knew I couldn't turn a blind eye to that. No matter how much Starscream irritates me. I wont be a Decepticon, but I can't exactly be an Autobot either. I'm royally screwed with no idea what to do, and Skywarp was just as lost as I was about this.

Primus, what have you done? I wondered just as Skywarp's sorrow and pain washed over me making energon like tears run down my face as my body shook in grief as I sat there in mud. I know these tears aren't mine, they are Skywarp's.

The frog that was on my helm seemed to fall silent, before it finally jumped off my helm as it landed back in the slippery mud as it either swam away or hopped away. I'm not sure since I wasn't really paying it any attention. I'm not Skywarp, i'm just an imposter using his name and his very appearance as my own now. I was no better than any Decepticon at that very moment since I was now toying with Starscream's desperate emotions to have one of his brother's back through the bond between us, which honestly made me guilty and feel lower than dirt. I was tempted to cut off the bloody bond that was between us but for some reason I just couldn't bring myself to do so. Starscream had been hurt and most likely haunted by the deaths of his brothers. I've never had siblings but feeling Starscream's pain as well as Skywarp's...I just can't turn a blind eye to their feelings or ignore them.

Imposter or not, I had to face facts. I was now Skywarp, no matter how much I hated my situation. However that didn't mean I have to be a Decepticon as well. I stood up and went to look for the nearest clean lake to get this damn mud off of me, it was starting to get on my nerves. I found one and gods be damned. That water was fragging cold, almost cold enough for ice to form in my opion and I had just blindly jumped into this lake without a second thought as I nearly screamed from the shock at how damn bloody cold it was when I surfaced with a sharp gasp. Skywarp was not at all happy about this either as he screamed curses at me for nearly sending his body into system shock from the sudden tempature change. Ignoring the cold as well Skywarp's swearing that was aimed at me, I washed all the damn mud off of me, besides cursing the gods out for this stupid situation I ended up in the first place.

And this is where my story begins...

To Be Continued...