Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

Mission Possible

~(Y/N)'s POV~ 

     I met him. The infamous Megatron, and to be honest, it's like listening to even more egotistical Starscream.  Only this time he doesn't know I'm actually a human. Yep, you heard me. The only time I get to actually be in my human form is when I'm either racing or hitting the hay. Any other time I'm hidden in what I call the "Sarcophagus". It's really just my own personal stasis pod for when my mind's transferred to the Cybertronian body. There's only one problem... 

         "(Y/N) come on!" 

         "No, I don't want to go back to that form. It's puny and has no chance here." 

         "But it's your real form! What your in now is not real!" 

         "Yes but it keeps me with you!" 

         "But it's not the reason I fell in love with you!" 

That stopped me from storming out. Turning back to my devil car, he looked at me with sadness in his optics. Sighing, I leaned on the side of the open door. This body was ruining my mind. With every transfer a little bit of me seems to disappear, but it reappears after awhile, and today was extremely alarming. 

         "You haven't pledged any sort of allegience to Megatron, just disappear for a few days. We can hide your Cybertronian form easy enough. You need a break!" 

         "Only if you come with." 

         "You know I can't do that." 

         "Then I can't either! I won't know what to do with myself. I've been here for so long, that I don't know how to connect with others of my own kind. I don't even consider them my own kind anymore!"

Energon tears sprung to my optics. How I hate conflictions. If I stay I risk hurting myself, but I'll be with Knockout. If I go I'll be surrounded by a species I don't even call my own anymore, who don't think, act or speak like me, but I'll be able to heal what damage has been done. Leave my love, or stay with him. Heal, or get worse.  Why is this so hard? 

         "I'll arrange a hotel for you. Make sure to wear a disguise of sorts, you're still Knockout the racer." 

     Before I could say anything, I was called upon by Megatron. Over the days he's been back, and as ruthless as ever, I became one of his favorites, next only to that of Soundwave. I made my way, wiping the tears from my faceplate. I found him in his usual spot at the head of the ship. 

         "Ah, Wildstryke, I have a mission for you." 

That was the name chosen for me. Knockout said it fit beautifully.

         "You usually do at this hour of night. Who's the target?"

         "Ever so eager to start a project aren't you?" 

         "I find it easier to get the job done than have it drag out." 

Megatron seemed pleased with this answer and continued with the assignment given to me. 

         "First off, you don't have a target," He chuckled, liking my willingness to have an opponent, "You're mission is to go with a troupe to watch the goings-on of an energon mine. It's been being watched for quite some time, and I sent Starscream elsewhere for the time being." 

I thanked Primus for that fact. 

         "Who's watching it?" 

         "Well the Autobots of course." This made him slightly irritated.