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I turned to the rising Predacon and spun my kopesh lightly in my servos. Predaking glared at me and Optimus, then transformed his left servo into a blaster and fired at the Prime. Optimus dodged and I sprinted at Predaking, leaping just before I reached him and slamming the hilt of my kopesh into his cheek as I flipped over his helm. I landed in a crouch and spun to blow the downwards swipe of Predaking's claws with my right kopesh, then slashed open his side with my left. Predaking howled and backed away, clutching his leaking side, bright blue energon coloring the snow. "You'll...pay for that," he hissed. I spun my kopesh again, then sprinted and leapt once more, but this time doing a servo-spring and kicking him in the chest-plate with a ped. Predaking went flying backwards and landed on his back-plates with a grunt and skidded over the snow. I landed back on my peds, then ran full-tilt at the Predacon, a war cry building up in my vocal processors. Predaking got to his peds and roared, charging as well. My ped landed on top of a sturdy piece of solid ice and I jumped into the air, letting out a terrific roar, then did a spin and came down so fast and hard, my double-blows with my kopesh hilts sent Predaking digging a deep ditch in the snow. I was going to land on my helm, but put a servo down instead and landed in a one-servoed-spring. Then I picked up my kopesh again. Suddenly Optimus called out a warning, but Predaking already had his arms around me, pinning my arms to my sides and squeezing as hard as he could. I cried out in pain and my kopesh slipped from my grasp to land in the snow near my peds. Predaking squeezed harder and despite myself ordering me not to I screamed as I felt my chest-plate being crushed. Suddenly Predaking let go and I collpased forwards into the snow. I rolled onto my back-plates and saw that Optimus had tackled the Predacon and was currently beating the scrap out of him. I needed a few seconds to recover, but I picked up my kopesh and rose shakily to my peds. Predaking managed to get a couple blow in and threw Optimus past five snowdrifts. "Optimus!" I cried, then turned with a growl to Predaking,"You're way over your helm in scrap now, Predacon." "It's Predaking!" he growled, then transformed into his beast mode and charged at me. I jumped in the air and literally ran over his spinal-plates as he zoomed underneath me, then rolled off his tail into the snow. Predaking spun, kicking up a small wave of snow, then charged again. I went to roll to the side, but mistimed my move. Predaking got close enough and grabbed my leg in his jaws, then slammed me into the snow on his right, then again into the snow on his left before just throwing me. I crashed through an icy snowdrift and lost my kopesh somewhere. Spitting out snow, I slowly rose to my peds, keeping a sharp optic out for Predaking who was strangely...nowhere in sight. Did he retreat so quickly? I did see Optimus though, and ran to help him get up again. Just then Predaking burst out of the building with the relic in his front claws. "Chardirakii! Look out!!" Optimus shouted, running towards me. I suddenly felt to strong claws grab my shoulder-plates, then the ground suddenly got very far away very rapidly. "Chardirakii!!" Optimus shouted from below me. "Grah! Let me go!" I growled, kicking and struggling. I didn't care if I fell or not. Predaking growled and his claws only tightened around my shoulder-plates to create an even more uncomfortable pressure. He was using his back claws, as his front were currently occupied with the relic. I heard a noise and glanced behind me to see Optimus flying after the Predacon, rage clear in his optics. I was about to smile, when another noise caught my attention. The sound of a ground-bridge opening up directly in front of us. "Optimus!" I cried as Predaking dove through the portal, and heard Optimus roar in rage just before I was flung. I skidded across a metal surface, causing tiny sparks to fly and stopped near somebot's ped. Looking up, I came face-plate-to-face-plate with Starscream. "Well well well, look at what the Predacon dragged in," the Seeker sneered down at me. I growled and shot to my peds, catching Starscream's chin on my fist as I did. Starscream did a weird 'grah!' noise and stumbled backwards. Suddenly something hard hit me in the back-plates and I was knocked to the ground again. I rolled over, only to be stomped on by Predaking. His claws dug into the flight pad and his paw was just big enough to cover my chest-plate and some of my waist. He brought his dragonlike jaws close to my face-plates and growled, an orange glow travelling up his neck-plates, meaning he was about to breathe fire. I glared at him, daring him to do it. "Enough!" a gravelly, deep voice ordered. The glow in Predaking's neck-plates disappeared, but he didn't lift his ped. I tilted my helm just enough so that I could see Megatron. "What a surprise, Chardirakii," he grinned nastily,"What brings you to the Nemesis?" "Your dumb Predacon," I replied in a bored tone, then winced as said Predacon pressed down harder on my frame. Megatron made a tutting sound,"You must watch your intake here, femme. Saying such things can get you killed." "Oh? I just thought you intended to kill me like...straightaway," I said with a bit of sarcasm,"Isn't that pretty much what you do?" "Yes," Megatron replied, walking closer then kneeling beside me,"But I have...other plans for you." "Which are...?" I prompted him to tell me. Megatron snorted,"They wouldn't be very interesting if I told you now would they?" "I could pretend to be surprised," I replied. Megatron smirked and patted my cheek just a little too hard,"Predaking, she remains with you, but be gentle with our...delicate guest. She is not to be harmed. If need be use a sedative if she refuses to calm herself." Predaking transformed and dragged me to my peds by an arm,"Yes, Lord Megatron." Megatron, Starscream, and the couple dozen Vehicons left. Now it was just me and Predaking. "You know you're scrapped right?" I asked, arching an optic ridge at Predaking. "Just shut up and sit in the corner," Predaking growled, shoving me hard. I stumbled a bit, but regained my balance. Then I smiled and leaned against the wall in the corner,"I think you need to know that when I make up my processors to talk nothing will shut me up." Predaking went to a small chest on the opposite side of the room and pulled out a needle with some fluid in it,"That's why I have these." "Sedatives? Puh-leeze," I rolled my optics. Predaking growled and pointed the tip of the needle at me,"Don't make me use this on you, femme." "Okay one my designation's Chardirakii, okay?" I snapped,"And two, you wouldn't be able to catch me and hold me down long enough to even get that thing close to my chassis, and three...your designation sucks." Predaking growled and advanced on me with the needle,"You were given a warning. Shut up." I smirked,"I'd love to see you try and make me." Predaking growled again, then lunged for me. I ducked under his arm and kicked him in his wounded side before doing a servo-spring away. Predaking grunted, then lunged for me again, this time catching my arm. I let him pull me a bit closer, then jabbed my elbow into his stomach, making him cough and gag. "Hah! See?" I crowed triumphantly,"Too slow." Why was I acting so...immature? These tauntings were for younger bots not me. But on the other servo it was satisfying to watch Predaking's face-plates turn an angry flushed blue. He walked over to the chest again and tossed the needle in, but took something else out. Something I couldn't see. Curious I snuck up behind him to try and see what it was. Predaking spun and grabbed my arm, the sudden action making me hiss in surprise. He pulled me close, popping something into his intake and I prepared to knee him between the legs. Then he...kissed me. Really hard. And forced his glossa into my intake. Something sweet landed on my glossa and Predaking pulled away. "Now shut up and sleep," he growled. The thing melted and my optics felt heavy. He'd slipped me a consumable sedative. Quickly I spat what remained of it onto the ground, but already I felt exhausted. I pointed at Predaking, struggling to fight the sedative,"Y-y...you...fragg...er." I collapsed and the last thing I remembered before I succumbed to the sedative, was two arms lowering me gently to the ground.
