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note: I realize this is majorly short. Never fear, following chapters will be longer. This is barely 300 words long, and was written as it came into my brain so…yeah. I wrote it as I heard it.

Please let me know what you think of this. (it would seem Starscream has decided to invade this poor girl's brain…)

Memoire

The first dead body I ever saw was that of a criminal, hanged for his crimes. Mother hauled me past the gallows tree, not wanting me to stare. I didn't think to ask why…

The second dead body I saw was my mother's. I'd woken in the night, wondering what the noise downstairs was, so I went to investigate. Mother had been lying on the floor, bleeding out, her eyes blank and staring. Dead.

That's when I realized the War had begun. It had reached me before I was grown. Before I understood.

The third dead body I saw was a stranger…but I had killed him.

War had made me a killer. I am still a killer today. But I do it at a distance, and I never miss my mark. Ever. If I 'miss', I meant to do so. If I want someone dead, they will end up dead. If I want them injured, they'll be injured. And the One in Charge knows that. I'm far too valuable to get rid of. He also knows that if I really wanted him dead, he would have been dead a long time ago. Truth is, I don't want power, it's only a game I play. I let him be in charge…of everyone else. He can't control me! No one can. Power over me belongs to me, and me alone!

Do I sound a little full of myself? Maybe I do. But you must understand…I'm wearing a mask. You don't know what Starscream is like when he doesn't wear his mask…Would you like to know? Then don't leave just yet.

I haven't begun to tell you my story yet.

If you listen all the way through, you'll learn things that only I know.

Let's see…where to start? Where to start?