Megatron's Vehicon

Racing Forwards

Megatron walked down the halls of the Nemesis, Starscream continued his pestering about him how The Vehicons still would not listen to a single command of his. Megatron didn't pay his SIC any interest and just continued his pace.

He passed many of his Soldiers, some saluting, some just continuing with their work, and some trying to avoid his gaze. Those Vehicons were most likely the 'used' ones. These Vehicons, each time a new one, would be asked to Megatron's personal quarters, sentenced to the trial of unusable peds in the morning. Rumours amongst these is that some offline after a fragging like that.

Many Vehicons are scared for that call from their dark lord, minus one. A newbie amongst the ranks, his designation, 'B693', one of the shorter designations, even still his friends called him B6, if any of his colleagues hung out with him enough to be called a friend. No one disliked him, but they found his naivety draining when he was placed on missions. B6 didn't take notice as he was to busy working to fully take heed on his surroundings. It was sufficient to say he was too inept for his title of a Decepticon, he'd barely seen spilt energon that wasn't from a scratch he had accidently got. Now that didn't mean he'd never been in a fight, but those mostly just got him dents here and there, plus most of his work was data pads and storage work.

He was seen and treated like an innocent sparkling by others if ever interacted with, he was used to "Do you understand?" Or "You're doing just fine." in a sparkling voice by others. Knockout couldn't help but overhear these phrases and used them whenever the Vehicon came by to drop off data pads. To tell the truth, B6 didn't mind. Being a con who's main purpose in life was to train for the war against Autobots, made him feel a bit... very isolated. The attention here and there was actually appreciated. Made him feel...... good, in his spark, this made him the con with a 'spring in his step'. After a while of this 'title' he overheard a group of con's say that Megatron's gonna break those springs. Whatever that means....

As many Solar Cycles passed, B6 started work in the morning like any other day. He worked, obtained his rations of Energon, then worked some more, then recharged. But on one night, a small group of Vehicons had made plans.

They wanted to sneak off the Nemesis and join what Knockout had told them, was a 'street race'. B6 had overheard but he didn't like the idea of disobeying orders, especially if Megatron found out, but the other Vehicons, including Knockout who at the last minute decided to join in, encouraged him saying

"Megatron won't find out." and "It's one night of fun, come on."

He caved in and joined, and soon enough they were through a ground bridge and in there alt modes, driving on the deserts of Jasper Nevada to where Knockout had located a race. As soon as they pulled up it made many people more than a bit confused to see 5 identical cars and one cherry red sports car leading the way. Once they did a small inspection they saw the Cons weren't police or anything and the race had been officially called. All racers revved their engines once the lady put up the flag. All anticipating the moment that flag is waved down. B6 saw the human female's hand move, teasing the racers with the flag. She finally did so and all the cars zoomed past her making her skirt fly.

'Cons against humans.... interesting.' B6 thought as he just passed a comrade. He was use to his alt mode as he was adapted to speeding down in near energon mines in a hurry, depositing data pads to energon miners.

"I'm impressed con." He heard Knockout say over the comm link, "B6, was it?" Knockout asked,

"Yes sir." he said still referring to Knockout as a superior,

"Just Knockout in races B6." He said with a smirk.

"Okay, Knockout." B6 said flustered.

"And one other thing," Knockout said "EAT MY DUST!" he yelled as he sped away.

B6 decided this was test from Knockout and decided to get a high score. Going as fast as possible, he caught up to Knockout. Knockout was still in the lead but B6 was determined. Going as fast as possible he was about to surpass Knockout, but a turn came and He was on the longer edge of the curve. This sent him back behind but he refused to except defeat. The finish line was now in sight, B6 saw it was a straight stretch to the finish line. Knockout and B6 were neck and neck, The finish line about 1 kilometre away. The two cars paint job shone in the night, and as they passed the finish line, a crudely painted checkered pattern, the crowd cheered and screamed for the two cars. Whilst awaiting the results from the 'judges'. many humans came up and asked the two to come out of their cars. Obviously they didn't accept the invitation, eventually a human male came and stood in front of the two cars.

"From reviewing the footage of the race," he said through a megaphone,

"The winner is....." Both bots anticipated the answer, even they didn't know,

"The cherry red Aston Martin!" Knockout hollered over the comm link. After a few minutes of picture taking of knockout in his alt mode, the 6 'cars' drove off and went back through a ground bridge once they had fled far enough.

B6 wasn't really upset or anything, it had felt good to use his wheels after a while, and at such high velocity? It was invigorating. B6 was about to go back to his dorm until Knockout walked up to him,

"Hey B6, nice driving. We'll have to have a one-on-one race sometime." he complimented

"Sounds like fun Knockout." B6 answered and continued his walk down to his berth room. For the entire walk back he didn't notice a silent mech recording the act of disobeying a direct order of Megatron's.