Fell in love with a psychopath (2)✔️

Chapter 23. Just a story

The mech crouched down, a sneer covering his face. This is the mech that changed Sunstreaker into the mech he was. He ruined Sunstreaker, hurting him. "I can sense fear and shock," he mocked. "What are you doing here?" I snapped, stepping back. "Sunstreaker isn't here anymore to save your butt!" he mocked and grabbed me. I hissed in pain and shock. "Obsessed with my son," he scoffed, looking at me. "Megatron already predicted this..." he mocked. "I don't care if you kill me" I sneered. "You have the same temper as my son had," he scoffed and dropped me on the ground. I groaned and looked up at him as he transformed and his holoform hoped out. A man around his early forties.

He grabbed me, dragging me inside towards the basement where he tied me up with chains on a metal bed frame. I was struggling to keep breathing in this mess. "What do you want?" I snapped. "You have too much value to just kill. You bonded with my son, weren't you?" He asked. I glared at him. "I was... once," I snapped. He hummed and approached me. "You and him... I have always wondered if someone would actually love that failure," he mocked. "Sunny is not a failure!" I sneered. "You're so in love with him, you're blind to his true nature!" He snarled.

"You made him like that! You ruined him!" I spat. He hit me. "Don't talk to me like that!" He shouted. I flinched and looked away. "The only monster here is you," I sulked. He laughed coldly and glared at me. "What's your name?" I asked. "Does it matter what my name is? Didn't Sunstreaker tell about me?" He scoffed. "How could you have hurt him! He was innocent! He's such a sweet loving mech and you dared to hurt him like that! He was only sparkling. An innocent sparkling!" I shouted.

"He deserved to be loved and so did Sideswipe."

"My sons were in an accident. We never wanted sparklings. Sunstreaker was just ugly and stupid," he scowled. "That brat always showed his ugly drawings, like we are interested in that," he scowled. I was only able to shake my head. "He wanted to be noticed and loved."

"I am Whiplash," he said, glancing at me. "I hate you..." I sneered and looked away. "I don't care." He shrugged and leaned against the wall. "Why did you take all these photos of me?" I asked. "I didn't take these pictures..." he said. I frowned, "you didn't take them?" I asked. I frowned and stared at the wall for a moment. "Why do I want to take photos of you?" he asked. "I am going to tell you a story..." he said, walking towards the table and grabbed a knife. "A story I have never told anyone before. I had no one to share it with anyway because some knew and some were too afraid to be confronted with Cybertron's dark past," he said, turning back towards me.

"A very long time ago, millions of years before the war broke out. A mech, with pitch black optics ruled the streets at nights. This 'mech' was a little older than the twins were. He has thousands of kills on his name and he got the nickname 'the ripper'. A very feared mech, that wasn't afraid to hurt others. That mech was so obsessed with killing that he forgot about anything else, he only had one goal, but then Sunstreaker became a champion in the pits and people started to fear Sunstreaker more than they feared this mech. The bot was filled with rage, hate and jealousy that someone else was more feared than he was. That's how rivalry began between Sunstreaker and 'the ripper'. Two sick psychopaths fighting each other to be more feared than the other. One day... something happened. No one knows what happened but Sunstreaker didn't want to fight the ripper anymore. He feared him. Like I said, no one knows why."

"Why do you tell me this story?" I asked. Whiplash came closer. "I am telling you this story because this may be valuable for you later," he said. I frowned while Whiplash pointed at the wall. "There's another psycho looking for you," he said, pointing at the photos. "So, what do you want to do? Why do you want me to know this information?" I asked. "Because this mech was on earth to kill Sunstreaker, his only rival but now he's dead... he can do whatever he wants," he said, looking at the wall. "Because he knew Sunstreaker was able to kill him?" I asked. "No, because he doesn't have to worry about my stupid son being in his way," he scowled. "How about we make a deal?" he asked. I frowned, "You will be the bait to catch this mech... so I can hand him over to Megatron and in return, I will leave you alone." I frowned, "you killed all those soldiers at the base!"