Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

A New Neutral

~Knockout's POV~

         "That's a loaded question, darling." I smiled at her, and she returned it with a serious expression. Sighing, I guessed it didn't hurt to admit it, "When it comes down to your safety: Prime's, but for my faction: Megatron's."

She sighed at this, nodding her helm. Had I not given her the answer she wanted?

         "I'll get you out of that wall... don't worry." She squeezed my servo, changing the subject.

         "Don't worry about me." I said, "Even if you find a way, I doubt Megatron will permit it."

         "Like I care about his opinion," Wildstryke snapped, "Leader of the Decepticons or not, he's not my leader, and never will be."

I watched as her optics flashed with a hidden fury, the small amount being shown not even half of what she was hiding. How can so much torture be captured inside someone for so long? I know her dislike for authority figures comes from more than just the human police force that stops her and my own fun when racing. It's rooted deep into her being, planted there by her mother, and allowed to grow into a toxic, blackened, dead being that now haunts the woman I call mine. If I ever meet this demon in human skin, I will not hesitate to break them, and cause her the amount of pain she inflicted on (Y/N). My street racer darling.

~(Y/N)'s POV~

     We stayed there for quite some time, until Megatron announced that Knockout was to be let free. I hate the reason though.

         "He needs a good tune-up." I huffed as Knockout stretched, "I mean, I get the reason why he let you out of the wall, but he should have gotten you out much sooner."

He chuckled at my rant, and slid my form against his side, kissing the top of my helm.

         "That doesn't matter now." he looked down at me, "What does is that we have all four keys back, and we get to have a little fun."

I huffed once more, still not convinced.

         "Come now, we have a Cortical Psychic Patch to hook up."

At this I smiled, and walked with Knockout to the medical bay, where Megatron and Starscream already were.

         "Hello Stilettos, long time no see."

         "Not long enough." Starscream growled, and I only chuckled as I made my way to the side of the room. This will prove to be interesting.

     I watched as Starscream's memories played out, though the first bit was a little disturbing... That was a whole three minutes I will never get back in my life. It was amusing seeing Knockout try to fast forward. I took him by his servo and patted it, a silent reassurance that Megatron would have to get by me first to get to him. The amusement was short lived as the battle with Skyqauke ensued, or rather, Skyquake's zombified husk. My optics widened, and I realized just how bad of an idea that was on Starscream's part when I heard Dreadwing storm out. I ran after him.

         "Dreadwing, stop!" I called, but received no response, "Dreadwing I will tackle you down."

To this he did stop, and turned to me with a spark-stopping glare.

         "You will mind your own business." He growled.

         "I am, and currently, my business is your safety."

         "My twin died honorably!" Dreadwing bellowed, "And that seeker destroyed that!"

         "Dreadwing please, don't act in haste, I know what it's like to lose a sibling, a close one too."