Sick and Twisted Affair

Forbidden

The sky eclipsed. Where heaven was supposed to be, there was only darkness.

Miko hadn't managed to count to one before her freefall abruptly halted. A black hand descended from the heavens, tangling itself around her as it obstructed her view of the sky. She was hoisted upwards, her suicide attempt a failure. The hand cracked open and she beheld the frightened face of her savior.

"Optimus..."

"Miko..." he breathed, his voice much softer than usual, "Miko..." He didn't know what to say, what could he say? Don't do that again. What are you doing, Miko? Your life is worth living.

"Miko," he said again, "I can't let you fall."

Tears slipped out of her eyes. She wiped them away furiously. She didn't want him to see just how much she was hurting, just how conflicted she was. "Thanks," she said though she wasn't thankful, "What are you doing up here anyway?"

He would've smiled had the situation not been so serious. "I came up here to see if you wanted to talk," he said as he set her down away from the ledge, "I did not expect you to jump."

"It's not the first time I've tried to kill myself."

He winced. "I am deeply sorry for your pain, Miko."

"Being sorry doesn't change anything," she said as she turned her back to him.

"If there is anything I can do—

"Not right now, Optimus. I just want to be left alone."

And Optimus watched with sad optics as Miko got back into the elevator and descended into the base.

"Where is she?!"

The Eradicon cowered back as Megatron hollered at him. He had emerged from Miko's room demanding to know why his human was suddenly missing, especially since she had a locked door and a guard to slip past. "She said you had permitted her to return to the surface, my liege," the drone responded, knowing that his fate was sealed.

He snarled and seized the drone by the throat, yanking him to his height. "And you released her without confirming what she had said with me?" he hollered.

"She was her normal size, I thought that was your doing, forgive me—

"You have made your last mistake," Megatron seethed as he crushed the drone's neck in his hand. Energon spurted out and stained the floor, his sharp claws severing neck cables. The drone's severed head collapsed onto the floor with a dull clank before rolling a few feet away. Megatron tossed the body aside before looking to a nearby drone. "Clean that up," he barked, "And once you finish, have the drones that were responsible for Miko's care report to me at once."

"Right away, Lord Megatron."

And he walked away.

Miko lay down on the couch, thankful that Raf and Jack had gone home for the day. She ignored the voices of the other Autobots talking in the background as she tried to hide inside herself. She didn't want to think about anything, she didn't want to feel. She tugged at the necklace hanging from her neck.

"The necklace is to show how I favor you over the rest of your kind. There is a lot more I can decorate you with in order to show my favor."

She closed her eyes, begging sleep to come.

"Miko..."

"Go away," she mumbled as she rolled onto her side.

"After your encounter with Megatron, you should be examined," Ratchet continued.

"The drones' transfluid didn't poison me; I doubt Megatron's will either."