Amnesiac (TFP X Cybertronian Reader)

Amnesia

 Megatrons P.O.V

   Staring down at (Y/N) confusion clouding my processor I sighed. How could this have happened? Digits tracing their helm I paused at where there were little dents. My optic ridge furrowed in worry. Had they done this to themselves? On the battle field? Putting my helm to theirs I pulled away gently. 

  "Knockout a word." Hugging (Y/N) one last time feeling their frame against mine I signed, how could they not remember? How could they not know how we became friends? We've been through so much. Making sure SoundWave watched over and kept them company I stepped out of the throne room with Knockout in tow.

   "Why wasn't I informed they had a memory problem?!" I demanded once we were out of hearing range from the throne room. I glared down at the flashy medic angry. The doctor fidgeted under my gaze staring down at the floor unable to make direct optic contact.

   "I didn't know until farley recently Lord Megatron. I didn't think it was really them..." He answered quietly. I paused curious.

   "You knew them?" I questioned intrigued, they had never mentioned anyone by the designation of Knockout in the pits.

   "A long time ago. We went to training grounds together. I knew they were a gladiator... I didn't know they used to be in the pits..." Knockout said staring at the ground. Nodding satisfied I turned away.

   "How bad is the damage?" I asked staring at the wall trying not to dwell on the past, on how they didn't remember it. On how this whole war started and how I lost the only good thing I started the war for.

   "... Extensive." Knockout said hesitantly.

   "How extensive?" I demanded staring down at him servos clenched tightly.

   "Well..." He started looking away.

   "Lord Megatron." A vehicon came up to me.

   "What is it?" I demanded glaring at the soldier for interrupting an important higher up conversation.

   "The autobots are attacking a mine ordering for the bot back." He reported trying not to wither under my gaze.

   "Ugh... Send troop reinforcements. I'll join shortly." I commanded just wanting to focus on (Y/N) and their long awaited return.

   "Yes lord." Running away the vehicon went to tell my orders. I rolled my optics, so dramatic Optimus and his team were. 

   "What do we do about (Y/N)?" Knockout asked still not looking directly at me.

   "Keep them secure on the ship I'll handle this." Responding the only way I knew how I hoped he'd take the hint.

   "But Lord Megatron..."Knockouts voice lowered. "... we can't keep them from the truth. If they remember..." Knockout suggested afraid, his optics wide.

   "If? They will not, not with their helm damage. Right doctor?" I demanded glaring down at Knockout.

   "Right..." He hesitated but I knew he wouldn't dare disobey me. No one on this ship but Starscream was a fool enough to even try. 

  "Good there are no problems then. Keep (Y/N) company while I deal with those autopests." I ordered.

   "Y-yes lord Megatron." Knockout bowed before going back to the throne room leaving me with my thoughts. If they remembered what the decepticons stood for, what we really were...

   "No. I just got you back. I won't loose you again (Y/N)." I snarled hitting the Nemesises wall. 

  'Sir?' A vehicon asked over the communications line. I growled thoroughly annyoned by all of the distractions! 

  "I'm on my way. Inform the troops I'm coming and save Optimus for me!" Ordering the vehicon unit I began walking to the skyramp. Running to the ramp I jumped before catching myself and transforming, taking off. You're not taking them Optimus, not again. You lost you're chance when you became a Prime. Their going to be mine Orion. They are mine Prime.