Driven to Murder

~Chapter 8~

A/N: Hey guys! I know I haven't updated this story in a while, but our characters are finally getting closer to possibly saving Optimus! Hope you enjoy!! XD 😈
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Another silent month had passed, Ratchet has been looking endlessly for a way to capture their rogue leader and set him straight. Not to mention that he also has to figure out how to end Optimus' need for flesh.

I however have to care for three little kids, Emmy, Dewy, and hibbie. All three under the age of 10. That also meant that Megatron and Knockout had to use there holoforms, the children don't know of the large, robotic aliens that secretly live amongst us. I blame the incident with Optimus for scaring the children.

Ratchet has been trying to help me with my issues, and he wanted me with the kids. So he had Becca bring them over to my home. At least that may help me, some. What I do know, is that a part of Optimus wants to change for the better.

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After every time I feast on flesh, a side of me returns and snaps me out of it. Its always the same thing, I grip my helm and plea to Primus for forgiveness. I beg and curse myself for all the wrong I have caused. 

Seeing how scared Crystal was when I inevitably knocked her out, my mind screamed for this pain and hurt to go away. Even seeing her yell and scream for me to leave the hospital, caused me to hate myself even more.

Within the time I started this horrendous trudge for raw flesh, bone and blood spill, I killed so many innocent beings. I hate myself.

Something made this change to me and I’m going to figure out what it is, and how to stop it.

~You know something is controlling you, making you kill~

I heard a voice in my head, it was sly, and horse. It sent shivers down my frame. In that moment I truly was feeling fearful.

~Your scared~ 

The voice crackled in a malicious witchy tone, making me more fearful.

~You are the one at fault. You caused all the death and the rot of bones and flesh. The world will know your true power of devastation when the time's right~

I shook my helm, repeating ‘No’. That's when I realized I had no ability of speech, that being stole my voice.

~Now you finally realize that I stole any and all ability of speech from you~

Now I really was mad, well what humans call pissed off. I was possessed and no one could really help me.

~When the time is right, all you will see is ash and death. For now I will keep you under my control~

'Ash' 

'death'

What was this dark being going to do? All this foreshadowing is confusing.

~Confused are we? Well soon you shall know everything~

After the last words were said, everything changed, I found myself running on all fours. Snarls and growls escaped my mouth.

Beast - Yes

Cybertronian- Unsure

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I walked around base for some time now, and I was extremely bored. So I walked ever so quietly to where Ratchet was.

"Ratchet…" I said at a normal tone of voice.

He jumped, and knocked everything over, except his microscope.

"Primus, Crystal!! I almost had a spark attack!" Ratchet exclaimed.

"Sorry Ratchet." I said.

I then heard loud footsteps coming this way.
"Ratchet! Everything ok!?" Of course, Bulkhead.

"I'm fine, Bulkhead. Go back to whatever you were doing." Ratchet waved off Bulkhead.

"I thought you might have been in danger, like how I was when I…" Ratchet shut Bulkhead up quickly.

"Wait? What were you talking about Bulkhead?" I asked. 

Bulkhead was about to answer when Ratchet started to interrupt him again.

"Oh no you don't, Ratchet! I wanna hear what happened!" I said stopping Ratchet.

"Ok, so I was on patrol when I found an energon signal. It was a little funky though. I followed the signal and that's when I came face to face with Optimus. He was acting strange, like he was talking to himself. Then he lashed out at me. I got away as quickly as possible." Bulk finished his recollection of his encounter with Optimus.

"You encountered him!!" I was shocked.

"Yeah, but I managed to get away. I'm here and alive, right?" Bulk was slightly joking around.

"Bulkhead! You could have been killed!! Hes dangerous!!" I yelled at him.

"I know! But he seemed different than what you told us, when you first encountered him." Bulkhead said.

"How different?" I asked.

"He was like, talking to himself. He seemed to be fighting something, something we can't see." Bulkhead said.

Wow, bulk is on a roll with this! He gave the best depiction of what some is like when possessed.

I gasped, realizing what is possibly going. "I think I know what is going on with Optimus!"

"What is it?" Ratchet asked.