The Messed Up Happy End

Prologue

A lot of 'bots thought that the Nemesis was a calm place. A place where you could only hear the troopers light steps hit the metal floor, or the quiet whirling machines that kept the warship working.

The truth was far from that.

Megatron walked around the ship, his hands behind his back. His large, loud steps could intimidate even the biggest of Cybertronians. But there was also another sound. Light clicks unsteadily hitting the floor below, the rattling of chains adding to the sound.

Next to the tyrant, there was a small seeker. Her paint job was mainly red and white, but now, it was barely visible. Scars from beatings and fights were all around her small chassis, threatening to break her apart at any given moment.

''Tell me seeker, do you wish to live any longer?''He asked, looking at his little slave. She didn't answer, only nodding her head. Suddenly, a strong, clawed servo wrapped itself around her neck, lifting her off the ground.''I said, do YOU wish to live?'' Megatron asked again, annoyance filling his EM field.''I don't.'' The seeker answered, her once smooth and silky voice ruined from the abuse she had taken.

''Very good.''

She was thrown back on the floor, her delicate wings denting from impact. Megatron turned around slowly.''Follow me, if you wish.'' That wasn't a request. It was a command. He started to walk away, ignoring the sounds of heels lightly tapping after his own. She didn't know where they were going, only that she will face death.

Soon, her wings picked up change in the breeze. It was becoming, warmer?

They were on the flight deck. It was very empty. She turned to look at her captor, confusion filling her red optics.  They soon widened in pain as Megatron grabbed one of her bigger wings, lifting her off the ground.

''I would have killed you, but my spark doesn't let me kill one who was once my soldier.''

He calmly said that, before bringing the lithe chassis over the edge.''Goodbye, Traitor.'' He said, letting her fall.

She only closed her optics, enjoying the feel of fresh air against her wings. Even if they were cuffed, it still was nice.  It took sometime, before she hit water. Her whole chassis ached, vents starting to fill with water as she sunk deeper.

''Look at you scurfy wharf rats. Optimus didn't give me much to work with, did he?'' Asked High Tide, pacing in front of four other bots. He suddenly looked at the copter bot.''What are you supposed to be? Some oversized skier bot?'' Blades leaned back, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. ''Um, ah, actually a helicopter, sir. It wasn't really my idea You see, one day, just after we'd arrived on Earth-''Blades suddenly leaned back even more.''When I want your life story, I'll ask for it! Understand, fly boy?''

''Yes sir, I mean no sir, I mean...''

''Blades, stop!''Cody shouted, looking behind Blades. Everyone gasped and rushed over. Water splashed over them as a Cybertronian crashed into the water, sinking slowly.

''Rescue bots, stay here!'' High Tide said, jumping in the water. Blades wasted no time in getting his med kit out. Soon, the blue bot came, holding a seeker in his arms. He left her on the deck, watching as water rushed out of the clogged vents.

Blades crouched near the form, gently fixing the dents in the wings.

''Lets just return to the firehouse and comm Optimus.''Heatwave said, looking at High Tide.