Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

In Enemy Territory

~(Y/N)'s POV~

     Whatever I was laying on, was oddly soft... so it wasn't Knockout's chassis, I figured that much. Then I remembered I had laid down on my shelf he built. I didn't want to get up, but my body was sore from not moving for so long. I at least stretched, and waited for Knockout to see if I was awake yet, or if Megatron had called me. Well, technically he would call Wildstryke... but that's still me. I snuggled farther into my blankets, making it obvious I would be stubborn if someone woke me up. When no one even as much as poked me, I opened my eyes.

         "What the frag?"

My mattress was replaced with a yellow couch, but my blankets were still there, of which I was glad, cause the outside world was rather cold to my taste. Looking around I saw myself to be on a platform of sorts... Did Knockout find this place? I had to squint a small bit since the room was brightly lit, and I was just waking up.

     There seemed to be no one around, so I started to get off the horrid yellow couch. Why yellow? Why not purple? Anyway, I folded my blanket and made my way to the edge of the platform. I looked up, seeing the lights and ceiling, it was awfully tall. Then I looked down, and saw the very thing I did NOT want to see at that moment: The Autobot symbol. Looking around frantically I charged for what I assumed to be the front entrance, only to find a returning enemy. I barely dodged the racing Camaro as it screeched to a halt, later transforming into who I recognized as Bumblebee. I tried making it the rest of the way out, but the overall mute Autobot caught me by my waist.

         "HEY! PUT ME DOWN!" I hollered as I banged my fists against his servo. Bumblebee made his beeps and whirs in response, and I continued to argue, though I didn't completely understand him.

         "What is all the racket?" I looked over to see the one and only Ratchet.

         "YOU! GET ME OUT OF HERE OR PRIMUS HELP ME, I WILL DISSECT YOU LIKE A SCRAPLET EXPERIMENT!"

         "Please, I'd love to set you out on the road," Ratchet agreed, "But we can't in this circumstance."

         "Oh? And why not?" I inquired.

That was when Optimus Prime himself walked in. His regal air of authority making the two Autobots present stand a little straighter.

         "Because according to this transmission, you were in grave danger."

     He played a recording by pressing one of the many buttons on the computer beside him.

         "Hello Autobutts," I had to laugh at the nickname Knockout gave them, much to everyone's chagrin, "As you must know our esteemed leader, Lord Megatron, is back. We are now stronger than ever, but this strength is costing more than I had anticipated," he meant me... "I am only asking for your aide because I know she will not take refuge among her own kind, she will give you those details if she so desires. I only ask for two Earth months time of her in your care, until she has... healed." The transmission ended, and a long line of text appeared after it. I could see they were coordinates. The exact coordinates of the Nemesis actually.

         "Two months time in exchange for the Nemesis' coordinates, to find Arcee, Bulkhead and Miko." Ratchet explained.

         "You will be staying with us until then." Optimus spoke up.

     I was still in Bumblebee's servo, and there I stayed silent, my expression blank. I looked down, seeing a small piece of metal hanging from my neck... I don't remember owning such a thing... Upon closer inspection, I saw the intricate design of the Decepticon symbol, and a crease going all the way around it, showing that it opened. When I did, I found a 3D holographic image. It was blue, and had Knockout in the middle, Breakdown at his side, Soundwave just behind them, Steve waving near the corner, and, of course, Starscream scowling behind them all. I chuckled at the trinket. Most likely they made this so I wouldn't feel like they abandoned me.

     Bumblebee whirred behind me as I stared at the picture.

         "Yes, I had almost forgotten." Optimus said, reaching something unknown to me. He soon was right in front of me, a piece of paper in his servo. "This was in your hand when Ratchet retrieved you from the clearing."

I took it, and opened the tiny piece of paper. It was tomorrows date... though I didn't know why I had it.

     Optimus held his servo out for me to step on, which I did after Bumblebee released me.

         "I am hoping we can come to an agreement of sorts." He proposed.

         "What kind of agreement?" I asked, quizzical of what the terms might be for staying here, especially when the last time we met, when I was human, we were fighting to get to a generator... yeah, not a very good first impression... to them anyway, seemed to be the perfect introduction to me!

         "While you are here you are to abide by the Autobot rules and regulations. And also to not use your well known language in front of the two humans we harbor here from time to time."

         "You're looking at the cussing queen, Prime, and I don't do rules."

         "Indeed." Was his only answer.

I was placed back on the platform.

         "You will be given one chance," Optimus warned, "If you strike that chance, you will find yourself in one of our many vaults, for safe keeping."

         "What, no sending me out on the road?" I asked, flopping down on the hideous couch.

         "You are here for your well being, as instructed by Knockout." Optimus said bluntly, as if this was the written 'doctor's note' that explained everything. Frankly this only made me frustrated, I was hoping they'd just send me on my way and I'd be able to run back to my Devil Car, but nooooooo! Instead the infamous Cherry says some scrap about my well being and me being in danger on the Nemesis. Would could have gone wrong?

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