~Knocked-Out~

Broken

Who am I?
Then, as if on cue, it happened again. The world went black, then...
~~~

"Pledge your allegiance, Darkshade. Swear to Unicron, pledge your allegiance to the Decepticons, for all eternity."

"I...swear." She choked, then fell to the ground as Megatron released her.

"I swear."

Megatron smirked evilly. "Well done, my new second in command."

"Thank you, Lord Megatron."
~~~
And she was back, staring blankly at the air, sitting in the berth.
And she had her answer.

"I...am Darkshade, and I hold my loyalty to Lord Megatron." She growled, transformers her servo into a blaster, and shot Knockout in the back. He fell to the ground, and she looked up, to Megatron's approving face. Then, she glared down at the mech, and smirked.

"Knockout! What's..." Arcee ran into the room, and froze when she saw the scene. Megatron snapped his glare up at her, and shot. She avoided the shot, easily, and started shooting back. Her blasts bounced off the Warlord's armor as if they were ping pong balls, and left not even a mark. He smirked, then turned to Darkshade.

"Watch our prisoner, so not let him escape." She nodded, and slammed a ped down on Knockout's back, keeping him down. He cried out in pain, then started clawing at the ground, in a feeble attempt to get away.

"Pathetic!" She laughed. "And to think, I used to like you!" Knockout's spark broke as he the words pierced through him, and tears started flowing down his faceplate. He struggled to look up at the struggle between Arcee and Megatron. The warlord kept trying to shoot her, as she dodged each one. Growing frustrated, he yelled, and lunged for the femme, who was bouncing off the walls. Knockout cried, cried at the inability to help his teammate, cried at the inability to restore his love.
He cried, and cried, like he never thought possible. The ugly sobs kept coming, and he couldn't hold them back. He heard Darkshade cackle, and turned his face to look up at her sneering face through the corner of his optic.

"Look at him, sobbing like a sparkling! So pathetic." The tears started coming out harder and harder. He tried so hard, pushed and pushed, but he couldn't escape her. He listened to the grunts, then yells, the sound of blasters, and the laughing, oh the laughing, it pounded in his head. These laughs, they weren't the ones he had fallen in love with, no these, these were those of a different femme, an evil one.
His breaths turned into gasps, his sobs into cries.
And for the first time, Knockout truly felt broken.