Chapter Two
Soundwave nodded his helm in silence, turning back around and continuing to press along the control panel.
"Breakdown...hm...sounds like he's gonna be a fighter...I need 2 troops with me!" Megatron stomped out of the control room, leaving Knockout with the silent mech.
Knockout shifted his helm to Soundwave, then back to the door as he ran out, following Megatron.
"My Liege...I may be a service of help..." Knockout assured. "I just need the right tools..." He shifted one of his servos into a buzz saw, his other servo shifting into a drill.
"Oh, how so, Knockout?" Megatron turned to face the young mech, an optic ridge raising up.
"Well...Lord Megatron, I have been taking medical classes between the war...I could patch up your vehicons anytime if they get injured..." Knockout replied calmly, wanting be useful and hoping Megatron would accept.
"Hm..." Megatron thought for a moment before humming his exception. "As you wish...but make sure you please me well and prove your healing skills." Megatron walked off to fetch the living Cybertronian as Knockout walked back down the halls, stepping into a dim lit room. He found a small control pad attached to the wall as he pressed an enameled digit onto a button. He watched as the light flickered on brightly.
He then looked around the room. There was energon dripping off the corners of tables and a medical berth. He gasped in horror and groaned in disgust as he hesitated to clean up the mess.
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Once Knockout finished, he sighed and rushed to a wash rack, cleaning the energon off him as he stepped out, hips bucking as he tried to shake off the water. He walked back to the room, seeing Megatron and another con with him.
"L-Lord Megatron? Who's this?" He pointed a digit in question at the con sitting on a medical berth.
"He, Knockout, is the con the troops and I were searching for..." Megatron answered. He growled down at the con. "You are to be of assistance from here on out with Knockout, and I DON'T want to hear any complaining! Am I clear?"
The mech nodded his helm and hummed in response. "As you wish...master."
Megatron grinned darkly, walking out. Knockout looked at the mech then back at the door.
"So..." Knockout turned his helm back at the con. "Who are you?"
The mech gave a sarcastic laugh. "Ha, the name's Breakdown...yours?"
Knockout huffed and folded his arms at his attitude. "I'm Knockout, the Decepticon medic."
Breakdown scoffed. "Yeah, a medic who went overboard on the polish!" He then started to break out laughing like a suffocating seal.
Knockout glared daggers at him before stomping his pede harshly to get his attention. "I care about my paint, and if you don't stop, I won't care to rip your optic out!"
Breakdown rolled his optics with a whine. "Oh, c'mon doctor...have some humor will ya?"
Knockout growled, arms crossed with his hip bucked to the side. "I fix mechs, I mostly break them than fix them, but I don't. Laugh. MY HELM OFF!"
Breakdown looked at him with a straight face. "Fine."
He got up and walked out, leaving Knockout to rage. Knockout followed him, punching his shoulder. He rubbed his knuckle before kissing it as it started to hurt.
Breakdown looked down at him and laughed. "To girly to fight properly, hm?"
Knockout snarled viciously. "I'm not a fighter, I'm a racer! So shut your mouth!"
"Whoa, attitude." Breakdown chuckled and walked into the main room, seeing Megatron and bowing down. "I await your command, Lord Megatron..."
"Awaiting upon on an order so soon, Breakdown?" Megatron turned around, arms folded behind his lower waist.
Breakdown looked up and nodded. "I believe so, my Lord."
Megatron gave a smug grin before turning back around. "Well, I'll assign you some missions to go on as soon as we land..."
Knockout looked over at the control panel behind him. Soundwave was locating an area with hidden relics and mines of energon that have been exposed. "I'm sorry, but where are we heading to?"
"Earth..." The warlord replied. "Soundwave, decode the location holding all these relics and mines."
Soundwave slipped out his tubed attachments and stuck them onto a control pad. There, he was decoding the location quickly.
Knockout stared in amazement. "Soundwave is on fire!"
Breakdown stood back up and looked closely. A location was then set up upon a panel.
Megatron gave a cold, dark chuckle. "Jasper, Nevada...Starscream! Set the ship down!"
A fighter jet flew in and transformed, tapping his claws along the controls as the ship began to fly out of Cybertron. Zooming down onto earth, the ship landed on a deserted, rocky plain.
Knockout stepped out and walked down the slanted floor, out onto the hard, rough ground. "Earth? I've heard some useless fleshies live here..."
Breakdown let out a sharp, baritone laugh. "Yeah, those mindless fleshies are called humans, you stupid jalapeno!"
Knockout glared at him. "At least I don't laugh like someone strumming a stringed instrument!"
The blue mech chuckled teasingly. "You've noticed? Thanks!"
Megatron stepped out and stomped up behind the two mechs.
"Explore around with caution...I've known that the Autobots are lurking and hiding in this location...and Knockout, you're now officially partners with Breakdown...did I make myself perfectly clear?"
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{TFP} How it all started...
Fanfiction'This is how they're life was set up upon them; strolling along the metal ground of Cybertron, being now under the warlord Megatron's command...they soon introduce themselves, fight upon each other, and soon find themselves as pals...maybe even brot...
