Normality || TFP

Part 4

Your POV

"Megatron." Optimus Prime greets icily towards the owner of the blood red optics visible on the computer screen. "Make your intentions clear."

Realization hits you like a wave as does anger.

"You! You're the one responsible for my Mother's kidnapping! I demand to see her immediately!" You yell at the screen, your voice laced with hatred as you step forward slightly.

"Ah... Feisty and defiant, much like your Mother." The Decepticon leader hums, leaving you frozen to the spot in anger.

"State your intentions, Megatron." The Prime states once again, leaving no room for argument or persuasion.

"Well, it's simple of course." Megatron starts, stepping farther back from the camera to reveal a bloody, bruised and broken human form dangling unconscious from his hand. "You give me half of your current Energon supply and we will return the human."

At this, Ratchet gasps in horror. Whether at your Mother's injuries or the outrageously unfair request, you're not sure.

"Optimus, there is no way we can afford that loss of resources right now." The medic states, more to himself than the Autobot leader.

You cast your gaze towards your Guardian, begging him to say something else as you stare at the screen, utterly mortified by the state of the human in front of you.

The peeved off Medic got your point.

"What have you done to that human! It can't even fight back and yet it looks as if you've gutted the the thing! It's a miracle it's still breathing!" He snaps, his optics blazing with the same intensity that you were currently feeling throughout your body.

"Ah, it's still alive? I was not aware..." The Warlord taunts, angering you even more.

"Megatron, you son of a-" Just as you were about to finish your sentence, the Leader spoke.

"I shall agree to these terms." The Prime states, casting a glance towards both you and Ratchet who both were utterly shocked beyond comprehension. "We will meet tomorrow before sundown at these coordinates..."

Optimus' voice slowly fades away as a numbness consumes you, the same numbness from when Ratchet had delivered the news your Mother was taken.

"You can't do this!" You suddenly plead, looking the Decepticon leader with tears in your eyes. "Please..."

Megatron just laughs evilly, causing your Mother to wake slightly as a look of relief washes over her bruised and bloody face, her eyes squinting at you.

"Y-Y-Y/N? You... you're safe?" She croaks, her voice barely audible through the speakers.

"Yes Mom. I'm alive, thanks to them." You cry, feebly gesturing to both your Guardian and Optimus Prime.

"I'm glad you are safe... That's all that matters..." Your Mother stops, midsentence, coughing up blood.

At this, your Guardian speaks up once more, his voice filled with shock and anger.

"That human is dying! She's nearly dead!"

Suddenly, a new bot joins the video as the camera zooms out even further.

"The human should be fine, Doctor." The shiny, cherry red mech states matter of factly.

"Knock Out." Ratchet seethes, glaring at the Decepticon. "Humans are nowhere near similar to us! That human is dying!"

Knock Out... He's the Con's medic!

As your Guardian speaks those words, a brief look of regret falls over the opposing medic's face, so brief that it was barely noticeable, but you noticed it.