Life Itself ~ Ultra Magnus X Reader

Lean Back And Breathe ~ 20

CHAPTER TWENTY
2ND POV
11/10/17
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A/N: For my next book—after this one ends—I was thinking of creating a story off of Life Of A Female Trooper, a sort of Female! Vehicon! Reader X Optimus Prime. An interesting story, yes? I'll let you debate in the comments.
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   BAM! BAM! BAM!

   BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

   All the Decepticon captives around you were slamming their servo cuffs against the walls extremely loudly. You sat in the same position as before with your servos covering your audios from all the metal against metal noises that kept trying to kill your hearing. Your expression clearly conveyed your annoyance, though it wasn't like anyone else was paying attention. Knockout was all too eager to get himself an oil bath, or a buffer at least.

   It hadn't even been a day since your imprisonment, yet your silence was more than just worrying. Knockout was actually getting concerned. You had gotten your own pipes back but you seemed to have no intention of using them anytime soon. You were still curled up in a corner, not saying anything to anyone, and you looked like you hadn't slept for days at a time. Then again, you would've been spark bonding with Megatron, so that might be understandable.

  A screen on the wall flickered to life, showing the yellow and black warrior. Finally, the Decepticons around you stopped the aggravating noise and turned to the screen. You let out a sigh and silently thanked Primus for making them stop.

   "Okay, you got my attention. What do you want?"

   "We're prisoners of war, we have rights! When are we going to have access to an oil bath?!" Knockout yelled at the mech. You rolled your optics. The thing you needed the very least was an oil bath. You wanted fuel, not to bathe your (already) moderately clean armor.

   "When are you going to tell me where to find your pals?" Bumblebee taunted.

   "Unfortunately Bee, like we've said many times before, we have no idea." You told him as kindly as possible. That was rather hard considering how agitated you were feeling at the moment.

   You may have been imprisoned willingly, but sometimes you questioned if you were willing to put up with any of this. After all, you were a Queen. Or at the very least, you would be, as soon as you were able to call upon the remaining Insecticons on the planet. All there was to it was to create another hive bond, and you'd be set for life.

   "A shame. Your finishes is looking pretty drab." The Bot answered, holding a buffer up to the camera. A good way to tempt Knockout, not you. The Con medic pulled at his restraints in anger.

  "We don't know where they are, I swear. Shockwave had dozens of top secret labs all over Cybertron!" The cherry red grounder paused for a second. "But I have an idea where you might try looking."
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   "Where are we going?!" Doc Knock shouted the question. It wasn't like anybody would answer him, so why why was he expecting one?

   It had been hours since you last spoke with Bumblebee. Now, the ship was taking off with no explanation and Knockout was being as annoying as Starscream was. Suddenly, the door to your prison room opened up to reveal the seeker. Speak of the devil! You jumped to your pedes and flew over besides the medic, hovering above the ground while Starscream talked.

   "Greetings, fellow Decepticons!" The slender mech said.

    "Salutations, wimp." You growled at the him. Whenever Starscream came into the picture, things were bound to go downhill. Things were bad enough, you didn't need them any worse. The seeker paid to mind to you.

   "Starscream, thank the stars! We can finally escape this dreaded ship!" Knockout cheered in relief.

   "No, Doctor, we must in fact, take this ship by whatever means necessary." Starscream replied deviously. You didn't like what he was saying, or the smug look that stayed on his faceplates the whole time. Then again, what did you have to lose?
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   "Autobots, surrender this warship!" The seeker demanded as the you and the two mechs entered the room. The soldiers accompanying your trio held up their blasters and aimed them straight for the Autobots present. Knockout stood next to Starscream looking all high and mighty with his servo on his hip.  You stood next to him looking as annoyed as you had in the vault, arms crossed as you fluttered impatiently.

   Arcee took out her servo blasters, and Bumblebee tried to charge forwards. Starscream saw this coming and took out the Immobilizer, a relic he'd picked up along the way. Bulkhead charged forwards as well, but only to get closer as he too transformed his servo into a blaster.

   "Funny how the Immobilizer can freeze Bots in their tracks before its activated." The seeker commented smugly. You let out a huff and rolled your optics again.

   "And in case your wondering," the medic chuckled, adjusting the Phase Shifter on his wrist, "Smokescreen is in no position to come to your rescue right now."

   "Nah, Scream won't use it." Bulkhead told Bee confidently. "He needs us if he's gonna stand any chance of surviving Unicron."

   "You misunderstand. I do not intend to use this warship for battle, but for quickly getting as far as possible from this doomed planet!"

   "We might as well go to Earth if that's the case." You muttered sarcastically. The ex-SIC clenched his fists angrily.

   "SHUT UP, YOU!" He yelled, before turning his attention back to the Autobots. You huffed, and and wondered why you were even there with him again. You didn't even like Starscream! You wanted to save Cybertron and gather your hive back together again! "Now," Screamer continued, keeping the rod pointed at the camaro, "move away from the controls, Bulkhead, or get stiff!"

   "There's just one thing you've overlooked, Scream. That device your holding," Bee wagged a finger at the mech, "not the Immobilizer."