I want to thank Crystal Prime again for helping me with my story.

Amethyst sat on her bed for hours' ends, lost in thought. The Vocaloid songs she was listening to still couldn't soothe her raging thoughts.

Why? Why did it have to be this day that she had to show them who she truly was. Why couldn't the Decepticons just show up some other time?

Oh, who was she kidding? The Decepticons aren't the ones she was mad at. She was mad at the people who made her what they wanted her to be.

An emotionless, killing machine. They had succeeded in making her emotionless, but failed at the killing part, for killing was something she despises doing...unless she finds it necessary to do so.

Unfortunately, because she had no way of showing her emotions, there was no way she could show anger, not even able to show happiness or sadness.

Instead, she used her mind of a supercomputer to search for the one thing that she will despise as long as she lived.

Once she searched for what she wanted, a symbol appeared before her.

The symbol was a black circle with wings spread out and a sword going through the circle. Glaring at the symbol, Amethyst muttered the name of the organization the symbol represented in the most coldest tone she could ever make.

"Dark Elite."

The Autobots were particulary worried about their new friend. She had immediately left once she had dealt with the Decepticons with the warning of staying away from her for a while.

The question is, why?

Also, if Amethyst wanted her two best friends' parents to explain to them about who she is, it must have been something that she did not wish to talk about personally.

Even so, they wanted to find out more about the girl and if there was any way they could help break her out of the shell that currently held her captive.

"It's like they said, I can't find anything about her. Only her name and age, nothing else," Prowl noted, worried about the girl.

"We will do whatever it takes to help the youngling," said Optimus. "It is not right for her to function the way she is right now."

After waiting for sometime, both girls return with their parents.

"Sorry we had to make you come here," said Rebecca.

"Not a problem, sweetheart! We are more than willing to give your friends any detail on Amethyst," said her father.

Rebecca's mother sighed, "The poor thing, no child deserves the same treatment as she went throught."

This caught the Autobots' attention.

"Treatment?" repeated Carly.

Both sets of parents took a deep breath before Opal's father spoke.

"Before we can tell you what we know about Amethyst, there is something you should know about." He brought out a piece of paper and when he put it on the table, the paper was actually a picture of a symbol.

The background of the picture is black, the symbol in the center was white. The circle was still black with white outlines, wings spread out and a sword was going through the circle.

The Autobots stared at the symbol for a while. They had no idea what it was, but they did know that it was related to Amethyst's past, and it probably isn't a good thing either.

"What's this symbol?" asked Spike.

"That is the symbol of the Dark Elite" Opal's mother replied.

"Dark Elite? What is this Dark Elite?" asked Optimus.

Rebecca and Opal's parents looked at each other.

"What we're about to tell you is something that is quite disturbing, are you sure you want to hear this information?"

Everyone nodded their heads, disturbing or not they wanted to know about this organization.

"We've had friends who used to work for them and from what they've told us, they were an organization that have secretly been conducting experiments and creating technology strong enough to oppose the government and create a 'new era'," said Opal's mother.

"In order to perform such experiments, they would kidnap many people in order to carry out such evil acts," said Opal's father.

"Hence the numerous amounts of disappearances reported on the news," said Rebecca's mother.

Eyes and optics were beginning to widen now.

"That's not the worst part, although they have succeeded in conducting the experiments on some of their test subjects they were far from satisifed. So time after time, they would continuously kidnap many people and experiment on them so they could form an army of superhuman soldiers to help them achieve such goal. The only catch was that the majority of the experiments were conducted on children as they lasted a lot longer than adults have."

"The army was divided into two groups, ones that are like human weapons and the others that can use special abilities."

"It was awful, from time to time our friends would tell us the horrors of these experiments. But they couldn't rat the organization out, for fear that if they do so the organization would terminate them."

"Then one day, the head of Dark Elite wanted to create a soldier that can both behave as a human weapon and be able to use special abilities, one that could lead the army. In other words, an ultimate weapon," said Opal's mother. "They believed by creating one it could help them achieve the goal for a new era."

"It was a challenging task for the scientists, every single one of their subjects have either died from the heavy amount of tests performed on them or were terminated if they went insane or deemed a 'failure'," said Opal's father.

"From time to time, the scientists would continuously experiment on their subjects in order to achieve this task but they always received failure after failure until they succeeded with one child."

"A young girl, she was a new test subject and only three or four years old when they first captured her. According to our friends, her parents were killed trying to protect their child from being taken. They still experimented on her just to make sure she won't go insane and that she could still carry out her task as an ultimate weapon," said Rebecca's mother.

"So did they succeed?" asked Optimus.

"Well, yes and no. The major amount of experiments performed on made her emotionless and unable to age like a normal human, but she is able to use nanotechnology and also have abilities that enables her to manipulate any form of technology and behave as some sort of data entity," Rebecca's father answered.

"Okay, so what's the 'no' part?" asked Carly.

"The girl hated killing more than anything. The people tried so many times to have her kill but she refuses to budge unless she feels it is necessary for her to do so."

"The poor girl, she lived her entire life under the lie that her abilities would benefit her and that the Dark Elite were actually kind people. It was really painful for our friends to watch her live under such a lie, yet they couldn't tell her the truth at all," said Opal's mother. "She never thought they were actually evil until one faithful day."

"One thing they told us was that ever since the Autobots and Decepticons become well known in the world the girl practically looked up to you guys, she is always talked to our friends about how much she had always wanted to meet you guys. Unfortunately, the Dark Elite sees you as a threat to their goal so they gave her one command."

"To terminate you and the Decepticons," said Opal's father.

The Autobots gasped in shock, not at the girl but at what the evil organization commanded her to do.

"That's when she realized that the organization was not who she thought they were and they made her a weapon just to help them achieve their goal. Furious, she escaped while terminating all that got in her way. She spared our friends, whom have left the Dark Elite seeing it was too dangerous of a place to work at."

"That's terrible! So who is the child?" asked Prowl.

The two pairs of parents looked at each other, then at the Autobots.

"She is the same girl that you had met earlier today."

If their optics could get any wider it would have been the size of the moon.

Amethyst? She went through all that torture under the lie that is was for her own good? The poor child, she grew up not able to be with her real parents and will forever live her life as a weapon, no youngling deserves that.

"If I may ask, when did you meet Amethyst?" asked Optimus.

"Well, it was on a Saturday night..." said Opal.

Flashback

"I hate math so much right now! Who cares about recursive and explicit formulas?" Rebecca complained as she and Opal were walking in the forest near there house. Both girls were currently griping about how much homework they had over the weekend and how much they hated certain subjects at school.

"You think you have it bad? Well, we had to write a lot of notes for chapter 15 about how the Great Depression affected the European nations and we had to make fifty flash cards for the upcoming test. Fifty flash cards! Who cares about this history crap?" Opal retorted.

Both girls immediately stopped talking when they heard something move. Fear began taking over their bodies as they heard the creature continuously moving. Rebecca turned on her flashlight and began looking around.

"W-Who's there?" Opal asked shakily.

There was no answer, only rustling noise.

"Answer us! Who is there!" Rebecca asked, this time a lot louder. She kept looking around until she something that made her catch her breath.

It was a girl who was the same age as them, wearing a gothic lolita dress, black gloves, and a pair of boots that went up to her thighs. What was strange, however, was that she had purple eyes and black hair that went all the way down to her knees.

"Oh, it's just a person," said Opal, relieved.

"Don't scare us like that! You could've given someone a heart attack!" shouted Rebecca as she marched up toward the girl.

As if by instinct, the teenage girl's arms changed into swords and took an offensive stance. Seeing that it's best to not go any further, Rebecca took a step back.

"Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to scare you like that," said Rebecca, strangely calm about this whole situation. Well, it was strange for the girl anyway. "Hey, do you think she's one of those people?"

"Probably, we should tell our Mom and Dad about this, they might know what to do with her," said Opal.

"Yeah," Rebecca turned to the silent teen. "We're not going to hurt you, so what's you're name?"

The girl didn't respond.

"C'mon! I said we're not going to hurt you!"

"Can I trust you about that?" asked the girl, displaying no emotions.

"I swear, you can trust us with anything." Rebecca smiled.

Seeing the sincerity in the girl's face, she changed the swords back to arms.

"My name is Amethyst."

"Cool name! Well we gotta take you to our parents, they'll know what to do!"

End Flashback

"Ever since that day, the three of us became the best of friends. It didn't matter that she didn't go to school, we kept in touch as much as school would allow us to have," said Opal. "However, because of her past she had a hard time trusting other people."

"She often believes that she is a burden to us since we did all we could to help her get settled into this town, we all disagree," said her mother.

"Amethyst was a big help to everyone and," Rebecca's father turned to give the two girls a sly look, "She makes sure our daughters don't slack off and finish their homework."

"Dad!" Rebecca groaned.

All the Autobots laughed.

"Thank you for telling us about Amethyst. However, it has come to my attention that the Decepticons are now likely to come after her. I believe it is wise that she stays with us," said Optimus.

"Good luck trying to convince her," said Rebecca.

"What do ya mean?" asked Ironhide.

"Whenever Amethyst makes up her mind she will always stay firm to her decisions," said Opal.

"That is, unless something major makes her think otherwise," finished Rebecca.

"I see, but we still must talk her and make her understand that now she is hunted by two groups and as much as we know she can hold out on her own we need to protect her as well."

"Alright! Just make sure to tell Amethyst to be careful!"

AN: There you have it, the origin of Amethyst's abilities is revealed. Also, I plan to have another story only this time the main OC does not have super powers but can still be badass, I will write this story when I have one of my current stories finished. Also, I changed Opal and Rebecca's design. Rebecca is African American and Opal is Caucasian. Please R&R!