CHAPTER THIRTEEN
2ND POV
11/4/17
~You really needed to stop falling unconscious.
This was becoming a little too common for you.
You opened up for optics more, finding yourself in a a room that wasn't your own. When you tried to sit up, you fell back down onto the surface you'd been recharging on, and you realized there was someone's arm around your waist. You turned your helm to see who was trapping you, only to find the warlord himself. You were now wide awake and quite surprised.
The mech was still in deep recharge, and just as strong in his sleep as when he was awake. You couldn't leave! You tried to move some more, but you ended up falling face first onto his chassis. The warmonger stirred in his sleep, and when you lifted your face, you met his tired, piercing gaze.
"Umm, good morning?" You said awkwardly. Megatron grinned and took his arm off of your waist to help him sit up.
"Good morning, my Queen. I hope you are feeling better this fine morning." He told you sweetly. You nodded in response and sat up along with him, swinging your legs over the edge of the berth. The warmonger's arm quickly wrapped itself around your waist again as he pulled you backwards. "Na-ah-ah~ we still have time." He pulled you against his chassis and nuzzled his faceplates into the crook of your neck.
"L-lord Megatron!" You blurted, blushing madly as your body froze up again. "A-a-are you sure we should be doing this? What somebody walks in on us?" The ex-gladiator trailed hungry kisses alongside your neck cables.
"Let them. I want them to know you're mine." He growled. The Decepticon leader allowed his servos to roam and you officially decided you'd had it. You were a Queen, and you were not to be messed with. You were not just some pretty toy Megatron would be able to play with whenever he had the time.
"My apologies, my liege. B-but I really must attend to my hive right now." You urged. His grip on you was loose enough so you were able to jump out of his arms. The door opened when you neared it and you sped off to the room you and the remaining hive members shared. Hopefully, the warlord wouldn't punish you for refusing him, though it was quite likely he would try again.
~"The Predacon clones have almost fully evolved, and will be ready for combat in three solar cycles." Shockwave reported to Megatron as him and Starscream finally arrived on the scene. You stared in wonder and awe at the Predacon clones that were suspended in their tanks, surrounded by a bubbly, yellow liquid. You fluttered over beside the scientist as you observed the things around you, as you hadn't gotten the chance when you first arrived. The cyclops had saved you from embarrassment and called you over to assist him, though for what reason you weren't quite sure.
"Well done, Shockwave." The warmonger praises the engineer as he approached. "Knockout!" He yelled through the comm. "I'm waiting." You watched patiently as the medic descended in the elevator with two crates of Synth-En in his arms.
"Synthetic Energon! Troops will be delivering my remaining supply to you." Knockout said to Shockwave. He walked past the cyclops and placed the crates next to one of the tanks.
"I will determine its value after Lord Megatron's army is ready for deployment." The mech replied in his usual monotone voice. He always sounded like he was bored to death to you. A loud scream came from the Predacon behind you and it thundered over to meet its masters, where another almighty roar rose from its throat.
"Unruly beast!" The silver seeker growled, holding a pipe in one servo while hitting it threateningly into the other. "You dare roam freely without permission?!" The slender mech slammed the pipe against the creature's about twice before it snarled back at him. You often pondered why the SIC was such an idiot, or why he was even the second-in-command at all. Starscream fell backwards onto his aft, and the pipe fell onto the ground beside him. The Predacon stomped closer and closer and the seeker covered his helm with his arm out of fear as if it would protect him. The metallic dragon's armor abruptly began shifting places and transforming the beast into a rather attractive two-legged Decepticon, shocking its entire audience.
"Strike me again, and I will bury that rod into your spark." The mech threatened Starscream.
"I-I did not realize the beast was capable of transformation!" The SIC remarked, scurrying backwards a little bit more to increase the distance between him and his attacker.
"Nor did I." Megatron added, eyeing his prized engineer. You kept your optics glued to the scene in front of you, not caring what else was going on around you. It was as surprising as one of your remaining Insecticons coming out as a pansexual femme.
"I am no beast." The bipedal Predacon claimed. Starscream scooted our of the way as the new mech made loud, deliberate steps towards one of the tanks holding one of his fellow brethren.
"The ability to transform is a fundamental part of Cybertronian biology. R simply possess no evidence of the Predacon species reaching that evolutionary stage since they became extinct in the Great Cataclysm." Shockwave explained to his master.
"And now we know." The slender seeker finished.
"Interesting." You murmured curiously.
"So, the rumors are true. I will no longer be alone." The beastly mech said.
"Indeed," Megatron answered, "and I see you've been keeping secrets."
"It was not my intention to deceive you, Lord Megatron." He protested quickly. " only recently became aware of my abilities. All I remember of my beginning is hunting, and battle, and the wounding of my pride. Thus I begun to burn with questions. Who am I? Where did I come from? The warship's database provided historical fact, but still I possessed no memory of my own past. O I begun to reconsider my place in the present, and wondered: Could I be like the others? And now I know."
"Yet, you're unique!" You spoke up, fluttering closer to the bipedal Predacon. "A miracle, cloned by Shockwave, recovered from the bones of your ancestors!" Hopefully, this would get you back on Megatron's good side, and maybe even the beast's.
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