Autobots From the Skies

Chapter Twenty-Seven

No One's Pov-

Cynder's Flashback~

It was only two days after what Megatron had done and he hasn't come to see her since. This was a way to be happy. Knockout came striding closer to her cell, a smug on his face. He was so far the nice one to her. Was he truly meant to be a decepticon? Of course he had his moments of badness, but all in all he was sort of nice.

Knockout-"How are you feeling today?"

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"Like scrap. Knockout...I can't be sparked. I can not have his sparkling! Please. If I am sparked...You need to rid me of the sparkling for its own good!"

The mech shook his helm, a frown now upon his face.

Knockout-"I will do what I can. Now let's go get it looked at."

So they went to make sure. He had said he say no signs of being sparked yet, and she was joyous. Rather having to go through the same pain Megatron caused her, than having his sparkling. It would be worth all the pain than creating his army.

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Cynder's Pov-

Current time~

It has been just over week and a half, and I had grown skinnier, and weaker. Not being given a proper amount of energon. A while after I was checked, Knockout came to a conclusion of me actually being sparked and it pained me to know. I begged him to rid me of it, and he did so knowing the consequences of those actions if Megatron found out. Every time I saw him, I thanked him quietly only receiving a nodd.

Megatron had tried numerous times afterwords. I was to weak and low on energy to do anything to stop him. My screams ceased none the less and he grew angry, and yelled or hit me. It was normally: Why did you choose Optimus, or you will bear the Decepticons, and be their queen ruling beside me. All of it was nonsense. Sitting in my cell, not being feed or refusing to take the energon, I weeped silently. The pain never stopped. Half of my armor was damaged badly, wirering showing through.

On this very day I felt like loosing hope. Noises of blasters, and metal on metal sounded. Rushing as fast to the door of the cage I spotted a certain color and pattern of a certain mech I knew. He was looking at every single thing on board, he was looking for me!

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"Bee! Bee over here!"

I cried out quietly. Megatron messed with my vocalizer as promised, but he never truly wanted to destroy it, because if I were to rule beside him eventually I would need my voice. It hurt me to think of it despite I thought of it a lot. 'Bee looked over at my cell with confusion in his optics, and walked over. My body had finally given out on me. The pain was to much to handle.

He had finally opened the door, beeping at my crumbled form, and picked me up running through all the fighting. I spotted Optimus who took a glance at me before stabbing one of the vehicons, calling the autobots back. Megatron would be furious and they all knew it. My venting was more of a gasping sound, and when we finally got a ground bridge back Ratcet took a glance at me. In all truth he knew I didn't take the energon on my own cause, I didn't want to give in.

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"I. I was. Sp..Sp."

I could not say it. There was not a single way I wanted them to find out. Especially, Bumblebee. He meant so much and it would pain him to know. Ratchet understanding pushed them out of the room. He turned to me, a knowing look on his face as he gave me small amounts of energon so I wouldn't take to much at a time.

Ratchet-"Did they not give you energon?"

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"They did. I didn't take it, because of fear."

Ratchet-"What did they do?"

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"Some serum for calmness or obedience. I don't know. Megatron...Megatron made us interface and I could not do a thing to stop it. I was. I was sparked with his sparkling! I had Knockout rid me of it!"

I was sobbing by now taking the energon he gave me little by little regain my strength slowly. Optimus did not know, nor did 'Bee. Yet, I told Ratchet.

Cynder*Weak Buzzing*-"You have to tell them. I can't."

Ratchet-"I promise I will. Now rest Cynder. You need it."

I nodded slowly laying down in a ball form, it was a way I tried to protect myself when I went into recharge, to be safe fron Megatron. Soon enough recharge took over, it wasn't peaceful beacuse of nightmares, but it was the best sleep I had that entire almost two weeks.