Our Child [Transformers] Decepticons x child OC

Chapter 23

Everyone in the morning looked sick, well not Soundwave, Shockwave, Megatron, or Dreadwing, Starscream too, a little. Can cybertronians get sick? Or even drunk? In fact, Knockout was supposed to watch me today, but he passed out due to dizziness or another reason. I do not remember. I just saw him fall to the ground.

I sit on the throne, the edge of the armrest. Megatron is currently yelling at Arachnid for being disrespectful, which was to be expected. Since I've been here I noticed, I'm not afraid of Arachnid, not completely, and spiders in general. I have also noticed the Decepticon behavior has changed just a tad bit, which they decline. I have also been taught many things by them, mostly Soundwave, who's creepy at times but he can get you to smile, usually by accident.

Shockwave came in, tapping on Megatron's shoulder once Arachnid left. "Ah, Shockwave, what is it?" Megatron turned to face his scientist. "There is something you should see." That was all he said before he turned and left with Megatron not far behind. You shrugged, knowing it's probably very important to not say a thing.

I felt something grab me from behind, startling me. I yelped as I was in a familiar-looking hand. It was that bot named Smokescreen as they called him, he was hyper, well that's one of the many things they called him. He put a finger on his mouth- er I mean intake, as they call it, to tell me to be quiet. "I thought they'd never leave." He whispered to himself, sneaking around to the flight deck.

Once he made it, he jumped off the ship. I screamed in terror as we fell, expecting the worse. I shut my eyes and hoped that I'd have a nice afterlife. But to my surprise it never happened. No pain, no thud, no sickening feeling, just the cold air being replaced with damp, warm air.

I opened one eye, seeing all the bots calm to see I was alright. The monument I was placed on the floor I was almost knocked off my feet from the sheer impact of my father's hug. I smiled, hugging him back, feeling the warmth of my father come back. "Are you alright? Did they hurt you!" he panicked checking me, I just giggled, ignoring the confused faces.

"No, they didn't actually, well, once." The only time they really badly hurt me was when the first time the Autobots came, the other were accidents, well some. I was happy knowing someone was waiting for me, knowing that my dad indeed did care for me. But I felt sad too, before Smokescreen jumped I saw a glimpse of Breakdown with a kinda weathered down Knockout staring, they looked horrified.

I felt guilty, I left them there, I didn't even say bye, I couldn't do anything. I screamed, but nothing worked, I struggled, but still, it didn't work. I knew what was going to happen, but I wasn't going to give any hints, I was going to go home acting like nothing happened. No trumafied look, no crying, just sitting in my bed, looking to the stars.

One day I might be back in the sky, closer then ever to those stars. I focused on the drive, after a while Optimus decided that he would drive both me and my dad home. I'd also be staying in the guest room, which has no windows. He had also set up more security, but knowing Soundwave he will most likely disable them with ease. That is if he comes to kidnap me again.

I waited until dad went to his room before going to mine. I opened mine and my smile faltered. My room was a mess, my walls clawed, my desk on the floor, my trophies sitting pretty on the broken self, and my bed bent. Curse Soundwave, my room didn't deserve this. Is this why I was put in the guest bedroom? I'm assuming it is, since I can probably get splinters if I didn't have shoes on.

I walked over to my bent bed, carefully getting on it, the great thing is that it isn't breaking even more. The bad thing is that it's way too bent for me to sleep on, and that'll be a DIY to break your back. So I just sat there looking to the stars. They glowed brightly, twinkling every so often. I don't know how long I spent there, looking at the shining stars.

My mood from depressed feeling suddently washed away, getting replaced with confusion after my normal self returned. I looked over to my door, it was wide open, now that I'm looking at it, there are srapes on it, the paint was removed in some spots too. I looked back over to the shining moon, seeing something shine slightly with it. It was a gray metal, reflecting the moons ray of light.

They landed behind a couple of trees. Not wanting to catch the attention of the motion sensor and camera. Crimson eyes were the only thing I saw from the window I was slightly leaning out of. They lighted up his face enough for me to identify who it was. The one and only Megatron came to my door step! Not literally.

I turned to the wide open door leading to the hallway, then back to the warlord. I felt it was needed to go over to him. I got my backpack that was near my falling apart desk. Shoving all the not worn or ripped clothes I had. I put my jacket on and neared my window.

I put one foot out then the next, the last thing I want is to fall off my roof. I slide carefully to the edge, and luckly my dad parked his car under my spot on the roof. I jumped down onto the car, making sure not to leave a dent. I climbed off and carefully sneaked to a bush. I almost set off the motion sensor, but luckily I have luck on my side, for now.

I sneaked my way over to Megatron, making it to the tree line and walking over to him. He seemed surprised that I took my time too not get him caught, or that I even snuck out and got over to him. He bent down, on one knee as if he was going to purpose. He put his servo out, giving me the option to go back instead of snatching me, at least I think. I climbed on, avoiding his sharp claws.

I knew what I was doing could get me killed, but this felt right. I was always told to follow my heart, and it has led me here.

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