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Brainwashed (Bulkhead x Femme Reader) OS

Description - Bulkhead was taken by the Decepticons and Megatron uses dark energon to turn him dark.

⚠️ Warning!: Contains frisking ⚠️

This was possibly the stupidest decision I have ever made. I was sneaking onto the Decepticon ship without backup, what was I thinking? That was my conscious yelling at me, that in which I chose to ignore. I had to save him, I had to save Bulkhead. Megatron kidnapped him, and I intended to do everything in my power to make sure I would bring him back. I just had to be stealthy and not draw any attention. Ratchet or Optimus would most likely have trouble reaching my coms with all the jammers they have aboard the ship. Survival was very narrowed here, but I had to try.

'I'm coming Bulkhead, don't you worry'.

*~In the Decepticon Medbay~*

Bulkhead was staring face to face with the Autobot's worst enemy. The wrecker was trapped in thick restrains along the metal berth that was suspended upwards so he was hanging at an angle. the warlord approached him with an evil grin painted over his face. Primus knows what was going through that sick mind of his. 

"Alright, what's this about Megatron? You trying to lure Optimus here again with one of your schemes? Using me as bait?", Bulkhead was throwing guesses at the gladiator. The grey and silver mech chuckled slightly.

"That wasn't my intention no. Your here because I orchestrated your capture. I'm here for you only", he stated as he leaned into the mech's space and traced a digit under his chin. Bulkhead pulled back and grunted in confusion. What would Megatron want with him? I mean sure he was the toughest of the bunch, but what advantage would that have to him if he couldn't control it?

"Your wasting your time bucket head, there's no way I'm going to help you with anything", the wrecker frowned at the him.

"Oh, that's where your wrong", he grinned. Bulk was put off by Megatron's lack of doubt in the situation. The gladiator turned to his medic Knockout who was holding a jar in his servo with a purple substance inside of it. Bulkhead could only guess what was in that jar.

"Hope your not afraid of needles big guy", he medic smiled at his own dark humor. The wrecker shifted uncomfortably as the red mech came closer. Knockout attached the component full of fluid to his injector. 

"Don't you come near me with that thing!", Bulkhead hissed in defence as his body shook. He was more afraid then anything else. Megatron could see that. He watched as his trusty medic grabbed hold of the shaken wrecker and interted the dark substance into the forearm. 

"Ah! Wh.. What have you.. done.. to me?!", he shrieked. There was an immediate invasion entering his energon stream. It felt heavy and scorched through his fuel lines. The burning sensation only grew worse by the second. The wrecker thrashed his helm back and forth grunting loudly from the pain setting his sensor nodes into overdrive, while the warlord watched amused by the transformation. 

Suddenly the mech couldn't think anymore. His thoughts were being flooded with something dark, cold and evil. They started to take hold of his conscious and twist it. It took everything he loved and believed in and flipped it upside down. The further it spread through his body, the more of the presence he felt. It was whispering things through his processor, taunting him, maiming him. The dark entity wasn't just controlling him, it was transforming him. Megatron laughed at his new creation being made before his very optics.