Living in Transformers Prime

To find a Cyber-Organic

A/N Dedicated to DrgRcnGrl for helping me reach 1,000 votes.

.  .  . 2011  . .  . 

  .  .  . Sometime after  the 5 part ‘darkness rising’ and Megatron’s new body  .  .  . .

Lockdown hooks the Tyrant’s leg into a hang-by-the-ankle machine.

“Let me go!” Megatron growls, kicking his feet to no snap in the machine.

“Not unless you tell me where she is.” Lockdown turns on his chainsaw, standing a few feet away from the tyrant.

“She’s on Earth.” Megatron said, without much thought. “Looking for specifics? Go find her yourself.”

Lockdown turns away from his table cleaning off his chainsaw.

“Megatron,” The bounty hunter acknowledges the leader. “Meddling with Cyber-Organics is not your thing.”

“Hm?” Megatron said. “Me; meddling with Cyber-Organics? I’m afraid you are wrong.”

“Don’t act stupid with me!” Lockdown makes a scar on Megatron’s chest. “I know you like her.”

“I do not like her!” Megatron denies strongly but in pain.

Lockdown brings forth the tyrant using one of the chains.

“You are protecting her.” Lockdown said.

“I’m not protecting her.” Megatron repeats, feeling his arms were fused into a metal sphere. He hated it  more than Optimus Prime. Hadn’t Ivy asked him to promise her into telling Lockdown where she is? He had done exactly as she had asked. Humans were always the weak links to the Decepticons.

Starscream pretty much was right about ditching her and never ever coming back. Megatron should have done exactly that when he had the chance.But on the other end Lockdown would have somehow gotten into the same situation torturing him.The curse of the Cyber-organic: bad things always come. Too bad she could not die.

“You are an insistent liar.” Lockdown  said, burning one of Megatron’s optics using an heated iron.

 Light blue liquid poured out of Megatron’s missing left optic.

“-I-I-I’m not lying!” Why did Lockdown not believe him? Did he find it amusing Megatron is telling the truth and merely wanted to torture Megatron about letting her sleep in his room? Including the time where he had saved her from the Merci ship.

Lockdown puts down the heated iron on the table.

“I know the truth.” Lockdown said. “About your ‘liking’ towards her.”

Lockdown picks up several long pipe sized needles from the table.

 “Wait—wait!” Megatron  manages to speak, despite the pain he is in.  “.  .  . You are the dark demanding figure she talked about.”

Lockdown looks over his shoulder.

“How?” Lockdown approaches the hanging upside down leader.

“She had a nig-nig-nig--nightmare about you.” Megatron hated stuttering

“Ah, so you were there for her.”  Lockdown then jabs all four heated iron into Megatron’s chest. “Pity Transfans.”  Megatron yells at the simutainous pain. “They make more mistakes coming here rather than returning home.”

Lockdown then yanks them out at once.

“I have to clean up their mess.” Lockdown continues as though it was his job. “And it’s not pretty. Good that I came on time; she could have done more harm than good to this universe.” Lockdown’s voice becomes deeper.