Driven to Murder

~Chapter 1~

It's been two months since the blood moon, and he has been leaving base every night to supposedly patrol.

He had suddenly came upon, a deer. He froze, and stared. The events of the blood moon replayed in his mind. Along side, the gruesome secret he’s hidden for those two months. The terrible truth. Kills him.

Currently, he is in the woods feasting on an unfortunate horse. He hopes no one will miss it, even though he feels so terrible for killing it. For him the horse is now what he needs to survive. Blood and pieces of flesh coated his finger tips, and splotches of blood painted his face and body. His eyes, full of self-hatred, hunger, and sorrow. He himself is conflicted with the guilt of killing.

If Crystal knew…

Oh Primus, if anyone knew the horrors I must commit to keep my spark alight…

Those thoughts were quickly set aside, the scarcely familiar caws of crows. Then a shuffle in the bushes. His audio receptors twitched.

“Hello?” His voice was a little gravelly.

The rustling of the bushes stopped. He licked his fingers and tried to clean off his face and body. He left the bloody, chewed up horse.

As soon as he left, the unknown shadow walked out of the bushes, slowly. The shadow, held horror on there face, and one thought went through there mind.

‘How could he do this? He’s a Prime for Allspark sake!’

The concerned and horrified bot, bent down and scanned the mauled and bloody horse. The body was still showing a bit of a heat signature. That bot was shocked, it was recently killed. He stood back up, and was about to leave to tell the others what their leader was up to every night, for two months or possibly longer.

The orange and white bot looked up into the trees and there were two bright blue optics staring down at him. Those optics held, a feral glem to them, and it scared the orange and white bot. That said bot started to back up, step by step. The blue eyed being jumped down to the ground, a bloody blade on its on arm and a normal hand on the other.

“Ratchet, I can explain…” The Prime said in a gravelly voice.

“What have you done Optimus…?” Ratchet said, his voice laced with fear.

The two stood there in silence for a minute, until Ratchet spoke. “Optimus, what is this? Why are you like this? Killing innocent animals?!”

The Prime’s face turned to that of sorrow, “Indeed, Old friend. It is what it seems to be, but I swear it is only for sustenance.” The Prime pleaded.

“Optimus, this isn’t survival! It's…. It's murder!” Ratchet cried out, as Optimus stalked forwards.

“I didn’t want to have to do this, Old friend, but you leave me no choice…” Optimus wanted no one to know of the killing he does just to live.

Optimus broke into a run, wielding his sword, and started swinging his blade at the medic. Ratchet doged the blade and dropped to the ground after Optimus swept him off his feet. It seemed like Optimus now had the upper hand, but Ratchet kept doging the blade. Optimus let out a low growl in frustration, and Ratchet’s optics widened in fear.

“Ratchet, leave now! Before I change my mind…” He gave Ratchet the death glare.

“But….” Ratchet said, fear still evident in his voice.

Ratchet was pressing his luck and his life, trying to reason and help Optimus. Sadly, Optimus didn’t really want his help, it seemed he was happy with what he has become. Still, he has to think about Crystal, the girl he fell in love with.  

“Think about Crystal! How would she feel if she knew what a monster you have become?!” Ratchet shouted at Optimus.

Optimus froze in his tracks, the words Ratchet had shouted ringed in his mind.

Crystal…

Crystal…

The sound of her laugh, her voice, just everything about her, he loved. Now, he is killing himself by lying to Crystal, his one and only love.

Optimus snarls, “Leave her out of this!”

“I should include her! And the team too!” Ratchet yelled.

Optimus snarled again, and turned the blade into a cannon. “I won’t ask again, LEAVE! Other wise… things do happen.” A ring of red appeared in his optics, and there was a dark look on his face.

Ratchet gulped, he had never seen anyone, especially a prime, be reduced to such a state. He has no idea how, such a change could happen, no being can adapt so quickly. Optimus managed to prove him wrong, and it scares him to know such a change can happen without the proper amount of time or even the genes to do so.

Suddenly, the fight continued. Ratchet, was clearly not ready for the blows Optimus was sending his way. Ratchet was hit in the face. He landed a blow on Optimus just so he can get up. Once Ratchet was on his feet, he coughed up a bit of energon. He spat the energon out onto the ground, it splattered. Optimus smirked, knowing that he had caused Ratchet to internally bleed, but it wasn't serious.

Out of the blue, a bullet whizzed past Ratchet and right into Optimus’ abdomen. That caused Optimus to stumble back, and him to cover the inflicted wound. Ratchet looked over and he saw Crystal, she held a gun. Her whole body seemed to be trembling, and the grip she had on the gun, softened until the gun fell from her hands.

“Crystal…” Ratchet said, he still had fear in him.

“I know, and speaking about it is already killing me. Mentally.” she spoke, her voice wavered.

Optimus’ vision started to cloud over, and he faded from consciousness to unconsciousness. His whole body seemed to shut down, in a way.

The next thing he knew, he was in a white room, it was all made of a firm material. That of which he could break, if it weren't for the fact that he was chained up. Both arms behind his back, his legs were chained, and there was something that won't let him even break the chains around his arms. It was straight jacket, most likely specifically made for him.

He heard the invisible door open and close. He didn't really bother looking over to know that it was Crystal. Anyways he did look, and all he got was a grim expression. He wanted to tell her that he was sorry, that he never meant for it to turn out this way. At all.

Crystal soon left after crying for a while, silently. Leaving the Prime to stare at the white cell walls.