She was not made to live. She was not made to be alive. She was made to be a cure. A salvation for someone else, to be picked and pulled apart. Made from stolen parts of others. A Frankensteins monster of sorts. A beautiful grotesque affront to Primus and science.

She was a key, a cure, a pathetic spec of hope for the someone who couldn't expect her reality. There was a plan, the creature would grow and ripen like fruit. Black Arachnia would take what she needed and scrap the rest. This was the plan.

But life rarely follows what we have planned...

It was for a moment, a brief movement to grab the grubby creature from the gestation chamber. The connection was instant, the bond unmistakable. Maybe it was because the creature contained a piece of her. Maybe it was because this creature was the only thing like her. After years of being alone and betrayed, Black Arachnia now had someone. And it was beautiful...

For the short time she was with her creation. It had shown early signs of intelligence and insatiable curiosity. Following the creatures progress, the calculations predicted it would grow into a war-frame. Not only that, but a triple-changer. A natural-born and first of its kind. Not like that 3-faced FAILURE. It seemed whatever had failed within Blitzwings CNA had correct and improved itself within itself.

Of course, only Black Arachnia could create such a grand creature. How could she not? The darling thing had HER CNA in it after all, at least some of her. She wasn't exactly all that thrilled that her creation had favored Blitzwing and his buggy little conjuxs' appearances over her own. Though that didn't mean the spider didn't find pieces of herself in her creation.

A designation was required, she couldn't keep calling her creation 'creature' or whatever else. It would have to be fitting for one such as her; the creation of Black Arachnia.

But she would never get to give her creation the designation she had chosen...

Black Arachnia had left her home to hunt. Only to return to a destroyed based and a missing creation. She flew into a rage with a pain that came from the pits of her spark.

For the second time, she had lost everything. But it would not be that easy, no...

She'd spin the perfect web to get her creation back. And ruin the lives of bots who took her...

...

Riosa had grown up being told she was 'rescued' from the clutches of Black Arachnia and whatever horrid experiment she had planned. She had no reason to doubt her family. And Black Arachnia hasn't exactly given the Autobots any reason to believe that she had suddenly changed her ways. Just look at the state Blitzwing was left in. But Riosa DID find it a little hypocritical that Blitz was given the hand of a second chance...

All in all, Riosa had a good simple life for the most part. She loves her family, her trine. And a promising career as a Medic.

So then why did it feel like something was missing?

She noticed the change slowly, gradually, as she grew older. Then her final upgrade had happened. Everything leading up to it and after was horrid awkward and uncomfortable. Her new spider-like features where just another reminder of who had made her.

The change in dynamics from Optimus and Bliztwing could've gave Riosa whiplash. Two bots she looked to the most, whos' approval mattered to her more than anything else. Now? Optimus couldn't look Riosa in the eyes are even at all sometimes. With Bliztwing, they started getting into fights. Little comments here and there about how much she resembled Black Arachnia, in a tone of voice that clearly meant it was a bad thing. She started snapping back, whatever room they were in would be covered in webs ice and fire.

They never could truly bond, and only one of them knew why...

On a day that was supposed to be ordinary. Riosa had found a 'gift' in her room. It required her CNA signature. Inside was a spider-like creature, with it a message, "To the Anniversary of my greatest Creation, a companion in my place."

She marked the date in her processor, but a question popped in. If today was truly the anniversary of her creation, shouldn't that be saved in her system? Her family celebrate the day she was found, claiming not to know when she was made. A blatant lie, but the anger quickly shifted to fear.

Had her family changed the date in her system? No that's not right, it wouldn't be possible. Had they...blocked it somehow? Before her systems could develop proper walls? If they hid her creation Anniversary, what else had they hidden? And could she override it?

She didn't feel the same after that. She had put herself at a distance with her family. No hostile or rude, just extremely reserved. In secret she would go out at night with her new companion. Learning about her spider side as well as the other abilities she had inherited from her 'creator'. It made her feel better about herself, as she was envious of her brothers who had inherited their sires' fire and ice respectively.

She kept her companion hidden for months before the family found out. Blitzwing had almost killed it, mistaking it for Black Arachnia, not that it mattered. This was the first time Riosa had physically attacked him. And she did it using the abilities she inherited from the femme who ruined his life. He couldn't decide which hurt more....

She began using her abilities to her advantage, with no care for who it frightened or enraged. Riosa would no longer hide or shrink herself to comfort the two mechs who clearly weren't over whatever had happened with her creator. It wasn't her fault nor her problem to fix.

Maybe moving to Cybertron will change things. She'll be busy as a Medic anyway, and maybe space will be good for everyone.

Maybe this can help med her relationships...