The Reflection On The Other Side (Transformers Prime Fanfic)

Chapter Nine

Meanwhile on The Ark...

The drones (s-vehicons) led Optimus and Bumblebee down the hall of the ship. The Autobots' wrists were in handcuffs, with blasters pointed to their backs.

"Walk faster, scout." One of the drones pushed Bumblebee from the back.

Optimus glared at the drone, who flinched at his sight. Bumblebee looked around the hall he was walking in, if there were any escape routes. The two were led to a room, and it didn't look very welcoming.

There were chains attached to the side of the walls. Accompanied with a cart full of torture tools such as blades and syringes. The room was dim, lit with only a few beams of light on the roof. The two noticed the trails of energon on the floors, walls, all over the room. It seemed as if it was rare for Nemesis to keep prisoners.

The two were chained against the wall. Bumblebee was on one side of the room while Optimus was on the other. Bumblebee looked at Optimus as if it was to comfort him, but Optimus could see the slight fear in his eyes. The door then slid open, making a sound of hissing air. The two prisoners were greeted by the tall, dark bot.

"My my, what a sight this is." Nemesis snickered. "The great Optimus Prime....captured, helpless."

Optimus stared daggers back at Nemesis. "What do you want?"

Nemesis signaled to the drones in the back. "Take the scout somewhere else-."

The drones nodded before putting Bumblebee in cuffs once more. Bumblebee looked back at Optimus worryingly, Optimus nodded reassuringly. Bumblebee disappeared out of Optimus' sight as the doors closed.

Nemesis grabbed Optimus' throat, pulling him close to his face. "I have a theory that there are other relics in this dimension as well....where are they?"

"And why would I tell you?" Optimus scoffed.

Nemesis sneered, showing off his fangs. "Or this."

Optimus' optics widened as the chains on his wrists shocked him with electricity. Streams of pain traveled through his body, Optimus gasped as the torment finally ended. Nemesis grabbed Optimus' chin to look back at him.

"Plan to tell me where the relics are now?" Nemesis smirked.

Optimus grit his teeth, "Never...."

"Guess I'll have to watch to suffer then, won't I?"

Optimus gulped, he couldn't predict what was about to happen.

"Let her in." Nemesis stood up straight.

The doors hissed open once more. Optimus struggled to lift his head, in front of the door was a femme. With lavender armor and a white finish. Optimus' optics widened in shock, his wrists went limp. His lips trembled, making it almost impossible to speak.

"Elita?"