Who's Really the Crazy One Here?

Chapter 8

"Glad to see you are still online (y/n)." You jumped at the cool voice of supposed offlined leader, "Even if you've.. changed."

You turned to him your optics narrowed and took a long drag up his form.

"I could.... say the.... same for....  you sir." You spoke

"If I knew you were still online, I would have brought you Starscream's offlined protoform." He tsked looking at something trapped in his digits, "But I do have something for you." 

You tilted your helm audio fins clicking forward in a curious manner. He held a small organic out to You by the back of its soft organic armor. You took him with a curious croon.

"Issac Sumdac here will be... assisting our cause, thus helping you in your feild of work." Megatron explained 

You chuckled holding the small organic mech above your helm by the back of his armor, "Looks like.... I have.... a new...  friend to... play with~" you purred 

"Anyways, (y/n)," the intimidating grey mech spoke, "I'm sure you have done something useful, report." 

You grinned cupping the organic against you chassis and tapped the device on the side of your helm, "Correct sir.... I have... infected one... of the... Autobots with... a new... virus I... created in... your absence." 

"Go on." The large bot crooned leaving towards the projected screen, "Explain." 

"Well, sir...  while I.... was in... the Stockades... the elite... guard just.. so happened... to be.. getting desperate...  in the... war, so... I, as... were many... other of...  your bots... were experimented.... on since... we refused... to provide...  information to.... your plans." You shifted on your toed-pedes stolen schematics pulling up on the screen, "They Thought... they eliminated...my machine... abilities, but... they actually... improved it ... beyond what.... I was... able to.... do! Instead... of just... machines I... was able... to send.... a virus... into the.., bots processor... and infect ... them from... the inside." 

"And?" 

"Once the... virus takes... full control... over the... bots processing...units, I... am able... to control... them." 

The warlord couldn't help the grin that fell upon his face plate, "Excellent, who have you infected?" 

You pulled up an image of the small yellow bot, "this mech... here, though... I am... not fully... sure what... percentage of... his processor... is taken... over without... being able... to do... a neruo... examination on him."

Megatron hummed scratching his chin, "We shall arrange that, and you better give me results." 

"Though sir... I don't.. have the... proper tools!" You protested 

"That seems like something you will have to figure out yourself huh?" He smirked slightly at you, "Be gone." He dismissed 

You held back a growl digits tightening closer to the organic at your chassis. You marched to your berth and yanked open the door and kicked it shut sharply ignoring the present left at your door. 

You shoved the organic onto a small ledge high from the ground as you began to angry pace around your dorm.

"Well Megatron doesn't treat anyone well does he?" The organic spoke 

"Just Be Glad your a high ranking member of his faction." You hissed pressing a few digits against you vocalizer, "What fragging scrap!" 

".. How long has your voice been like that?" The organic asked concerned 

"Been like... what?" You asked pulling your digits 

"That. That static lag in your voice?" He spoke stumbling slightly on the ledge 

You looked away from him and glared off, "Since I... was taken... by the... elite guard." 

"The autobots hurt you?" Sumdac asked 

You turned your helm to settle your glare on him, "Bots do a lot of stupid terrible things when theyre pushed to do so." You pressed your digits harder against your vocalizer, "Wether it's the stress of war or... or..." your voice trembled, "Or That stupid stupid dopamine rush you get from seeing a bot your not supposed to love. A bot you just want to hate but..." you yanked your helm away 

"Why am... I telling.. you these... things. You're... just a.. stupid organic... what would... you know.. about it." You growled dismissively 

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Blitzwing pov

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Why was I doing this. This is stupid idea it will never work... But maybe it will.. 

I just want her back in my arms where I can assure she's safe. Like I was supposed too. 

"com'n blitzwing ve can do dis! ve haff taken down bots four times der side uv megatron vhat's so hard ahbout dis!?" Random encouraged ourself 

"der fact she probably vun't vant us back.." icy countered sadly 

"if she does ve shall blast her to cybertron und back!!" hothead shouted 

"no ve vun't...."

" ja..."

 "Ja..."