UniLiance REWRITTEN

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Hello! Welcome to the new and improved version of UniLiance! With better writing, characters, and not putting all of my ideas into a pot and mixing them together.

People working on this project:

* Bubbles (creator, character design, and writer)

If you want to help me with this project, go email me at artzybubbles6@gmail.com , I appreciate extra help and I’m not the best at creating projects 😅

This story is set in the universe of Transformers, and uses some of these characters. I am not trying to claim these characters as my own, nor do not own any copyright over them. However, most of the main characters are mine, and all credit must be given to me if you use them, thanks! ❤️😊

*Where am I?*

*Oh, hello.*

*I’m… not able to introduce myself at the moment, but I’ll tell you a story. One which I wish I was never part of. But, I’m one of the reasons this story exists, weird, huh?*

*All I know is many things started this; depression covered up with a smile, burnout and stress, not being able to control some anger, and not being able to connect the simple dots that are in front of you. It only ended a year after this story began, if it ever did end.*

*What was this group called…? Right.*

*This is the story of UniLiance.*

***Chapter 1***

*Anger*

It was a cool evening on Cybertron, as bots started to finish their daily tasks. Pushing through the crowd, not caring whether or not they were disrupting or hurting others, was a bot named Snowstorm.

“Gonna be late, gonna be late, I’m gonna be la— GET OUT OF THE WAY YOU RANDOM BOT!” Snowstorm grumbled. They readjusted the bag on their back, and kept running.

*What’s that random bots problem?*

*Stupid Seeker, not giving basic bot decency to anyone*

*Are they okay?*

Hearing others’ thoughts about Snowstorm just made them want to push past them even more. Snowstorm is a peculiar Seeker, having the ability to read minds. They wear a visor to try to ‘block out’ their mind-reading, but in large crowds it’s hard to not hear some thoughts.

*NotiZoom’s gonna kill me if I'm late to our first meeting.*

After a while of running, screaming, running, and lots of screaming at random bots, Snowstorm reached a grey building, one which seemed as if it was built in a rush, having lots of bumps and mess-ups.

“I’M HERE! I’M HERE!”

Snowstorm raced into the building, gasping for air.

“Took you long enough.”

A small pink and green bot stood up, looking straight at Snowstorm. “Where have you been?”

“Seeker business, suppose a no-side like you wouldn’t know what that means. Also, hello Ski.”

Ski looked up at me, offended, then walked away.

“Well, Snowstorm, you are—“

“15 minutes late, I know. Now quit reminding me about it! Jeez…”

Snowstorm never really got along with one of the members of UniLiance, and that was Ski. However, they were good friends with NotiZoom, the ‘reminder’ of the group.

“I’m just reminding you.” NotiZoom chuckled. “You wouldn’t last without me.”

“Yeah, right.” Snowstorm pat NotiZoom on the shoulder. “Nice to see ya again, ‘Zoom.”

“Nice to see you too.”

Snowstorm looked around the room. They immediately noticed that something was missing, and that wasn’t fair to them, they thought.

“Why are you guys bugging me about being late when the bot who organised the meeting isn’t even here?”

Ski and NotiZoom exchange glances. “You don’t know?”

Snowstorm looked at Ski, a million thoughts racing through their mind at once. “Wish I could read your mind, but I don’t break promises—“

“You broke one last month—“

“QUIET! Actually, no-quiet, what do you know that I don’t know?”

“Well I guess she doesn’t trust you enough to tell you, she told me first!”

This was one of the many petty and childish arguments Snow and Ski would have throughout this story, like I said, they didn’t get along.

“That’s because you’re her precious little boyfriend!”

“Well maybe I should just—“

“GUYS!”

NotiZoom put a hand in-between the two bots. Despite the major height difference between the three of them, ‘Zoom was able to find a way to work it out, like he always does.

“Stop fighting.” NotiZoom pointed to the door, which slowly creaked open.

Ski immediately raced over to it, pulling it open to help whoever was on the other side.

“WOAH!” A mini-con stumbled and would’ve fallen forward from the sudden pull of the door, if it wasn’t for Ski, who caught the small bot. “Ski, you almost made me trip!”

“And I saved you, love.”

The bot giggled. She pushed herself away from Ski’s arms and stood still, looking around the room. “Well…”

NotiZoom narrowed his optic at the bot, waiting for her to say something about the place which he had built.

“It’s a little grey, but… I LOVE IT!” Sunfloe started jumping up and down in glee. She ran over to hug NotiZoom’s leg, because of the many-metres  height difference. “Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!”

NotiZoom chuckled. “You’re welcome, Floe.”

After letting go of NotiZoom’s leg, Floe noticed Snowstorm. “Hi Snowy! I haven’t seen you in ages! Look at this! This is all I’ve ever wanted!”

NotiZoom looked away for a moment, thinking. He then turned to Sunfloe. “You… um, Snow?”

“Huh?”

Snowstorm was perplexed, confused, puzzled, and angry about what was happening at this moment. The others knew something that they didn’t, everyone is mad at them for being late when Sunfloe is late and no one else is getting mad at her, and Sunfloe is being her usual annoying, happy self.

“What is going on? Floe?”

Sunfloe sat down on one of the short benches and sighed.

“I… told everyone else this a while ago, I was just so afraid to tell you.”

“Oh, so you don’t trust me enough?”

“No! It’s not like that! I…”

Snowstorm was the ‘muscle’ of the group, strong, caring, but very quick to conclusions. Also, they don’t deal with their emotions well, causing them to just ‘hold them in’, leading to them being angry most of the time. Which is why they don’t get along with Ski’s carefree, egotistical, joking-like attitude. Snowstorm’s relationship with Sunfloe is perplexing though, as they care for Floe but also hate her at the same time. With Sunfloe always being happy and optimistic about everything, Snowstorm tends to get angry quickly with her. If only Snowstorm had known about what Sunfloe feels inside, her home life, everything, Snowstorm would be much kinder to the young bot.

Sunfloe looked up at Snowstorm with her giant purple eyes.

“I… I… I…”

Sunfloe sniffed, then ran away sobbing.

NotiZoom sighed. Ski looked as if he was about to run after Floe, but decided not to.

Zoom fidgeted with his hands. “I don't think she’s ready.”

“You think?” Ski grumbled. “Look what you did, you made her upset. What a great friend you are.”

“You talking to me, or him?” Snowstorm pointed to NotiZoom, then to themselves. “‘Cause I don’t think you have made it very clear–”

“YOU!”

Snowstorm flinched. The unexpectedness of Ski’s scream had made it all the more surprising. His voice echoed in the air as they all went silent.

“If you didn’t exist, everything would be fine!”

“GUYS! Stop fighting, how would Floe react if she saw—”

“WELL, SHE CAN’T REACT! You know why? Because she’ll kill herself. That’s a reaction for ya.”

*What the f\*ck?*

Snowstorm chuckled. “You… must be joking, right?”

Ski and NotiZoom stayed silent.

“RIGHT?!”

The things running through Snowstorm’s mind were truly horrific, so much that I would not be able to say those things out loud. Snowstorm tends to be a bit…violent. I can’t really say anything, though, they’re good at clouding their thoughts.

“We’re… not joking, Snow.” NotiZoom’s expression, though his only facial feature was his one eye, said everything Snowstorm needed to know before they started reading NotiZoom’s mind.

“Sunfloe has had depression her whole life.”

*Huh*. Snowstorm thought. *I guess we all have mental problems now*.

Snowstorm stood there. Not saying anything, just thinking to themselves.

“‘Zoom’s planning on getting her a therapist. Though I personally believe that I’d be the best therapist for her.” Ski sat down.

“Uh-huh.” Snowstorm looked over at NotiZoom.

“I actually need you to do me a favour.”

“Hm?”

“I need a new sword.”

NotiZoom looked over at Snow with a look of confusion. “You… already have one?”

“I snapped it in half.”

“How do you manage to do that?”

“Honestly, I have no idea.”

NotiZoom sighed. “Can’t you ask Thundercracker? I’m too busy.”

“Pfft, I don’t need stuff from that pathetic low-life! Actually, I don’t need anything from you guys, I can get a weapon myself.”

Ski started laughing. “You? You’re probably going to snap it in half again.”

“Eh, who cares.”

They sat in silence for a while, before NotiZoom decided to talk.

"So... Uhm... I got to have a break yesterday?'

Snowstorm gasped. "Finally! I thought you were gonna work until your servos fall off."

"I probably am." NotiZoom chuckled.