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When I awoke again...I felt very strange. Of course the fact that I was being snuggled by Predaking had nothing to do with it. I huffed and shoved his wing off of me with my...wait a second! I was on all fours, and both my peds and servos were clawed. I felt my face-plates and discovered I now had a snout and horns, a long slender neck and body, two large wings, and a tail with a kopesh-shaped end. I was a Predacon! With a shriek of absolute rage I threw myself at Predaking and attacked him ferociously. The mech woke up pretty quickly and bounded away. I chased after him, roaring and shrieking like a beast. Suddenly Predaking made a sharp turn and slammed into my side, knocking me against a wall. I slumped on the ground, breathing hard. I was confused, and a little scared, and a whole lot angry. "What did you do to me!?" I roared in the Predacon language. (Which just sounds like huffs and roars and grunts to others) "I told you I'd make you a queen," Predaking replied, sitting back on his haunches and giving my new frame a good lookover,"It seems to have gone well." "I'm a fragging Predacon!!" I roared,"Nothing has gone well!!!" Predacon made a huffing noise and stepped closer to me. I swished my tail in front of me, brandishing the blade-like tip and pulled back my dragon-like dermas to reveal my sharp denta. "Any closer and I'll gut you," I hissed. Predaking stopped,"I only wanted to show you I meant no harm." "Hah!" I huffed without emotion,"If you meant me no harm then why did you nearly bite my neck-cable off?" "It was the safest means necessary to inject the Predacon serum into your energon," Predaking replied,"There are...other methods. Ones that I thought you would find more distasteful." I rolled my optics and groaned, covering my helm with my front claws,"This is a fragging nightmare!" "Are you usually this dramatic?" Predaking asked, daring to come closer and sit by me. "When I want to be," I grumbled, lifting my helm and scooting a few inches away from the mech. "You do look beautiful," Predaking purred, stretching out his long neck and rubbing the tip of his snout against my cheek. I hissed and drew away, bounding to the other side of the room. "Don't touch me!" I growled, crouching low and narrowing my optics, subconsciously swishing my tail behind me,"You may never touch me. Especially after what you've done." "I've merely perfected you, Char," Predaking replied calmly, walking closer,"Doesn't a Predacon belong with another Predacon?" I thought of Optimus, of how different we were, yet at how close our differences had brought us. I sat up straight and stared Predaking right in the optic. "I am not interested in being mates with anyone," I said slowly and calmly,"I choose who I love...to whom I give my spark fully." "I do not argue with you there," Predaking said, still slowly advancing on me,"But if this experiment fails I fear what will happen. Not to me, to you. Perhaps Megatron plans to use you as a brood femme for the rest of the ship." I rolled my optics,"No mech in their right processor would force an entire ship of mechs to reproduce with one femme in a day." "True, but then again Megatron has never really been of the stablest of processors," Predaking said, finally standing right in front of me. I glared up at him. Why did he have to be so tall in beast mode? "Be my mate, Char," he purred,"We don't have to bond. I just want to protect you from Megatron. I may be a beast, but I know the difference between right and wrong." I flicked my tail,"I can protect myself perfectly fine, thanks." Predaking bent his helm down and touched his snout to the top of my helm. "Please," he purred quietly,"Chardirakii...be my mate. Not for me...for you, and your safety." I was silent for a minute, then took a breath in. "I will be your mate, Predaking," I growled softly,"But only if you swear upon the Allspark the first chance you get you will help me escape." Predaking looked at me for a minute, then nodded and twined his tail around mine,"I swear, Chardirakii, on the Allspark that the first chance I get I shall aid you in your escape." I dropped my gaze from his optics to the floor beneath my claws. I felt defeated. I'd pretty much surrendered myself to a mech I barely knew, with only a mere promise to replenish my hope, possibly falsely. The doors opened and Shockwave entered. I knew because I heard and recognized his ped-steps. Those ped-steps stopped abd I assumed correctly that the scientist had spotted me. "Hmm, a rare and interesting discovery," he murmured, walking closer. A servo touched my wing and I darted away into a corner. Shockwave seemed to have anticipated my reaction, but merely stood there, looking at me with that one optic. "It's alright, Char," Predaking coaxed me with soft grunts and purrs,"He won't hurt you. I won't let him." I dropped down low to the ground and sidled around the wall until I was beside Predaking, keeping my belly close to the ground. Shockwave touched my wing again and I tensed, but didn't run away again. Shockwave poked and prodded my frame with his digits, feeling my spines, my wings, my legs. He shoved a digit into my intake and yanked my jaws apart to look inside my intake. For what reason I did not know. He poked my glossa and I snapped my intake shut with a growl. Shockwave pulled away much to my dismay at not tearing one of his digits off, but seemed to get the message and stopped fiddling about with my helm. He walked around to my tail and touched the blade-like tip, running a digit over its edge. My keen optics caught a faint shimmer of energon from a thin cut on his thumb digit when he pulled away. It'd cut him. Once Shockwave left I darted back into the shadows and wrapped my wings and tail close to myself. "Do you require comfort?" Predaking asked. An image of Optimus flashed before my optics as I choked out,"No."
