TRANSFORMERS: Bumblebee's Boy

A CHANGE OF PLANS

CHAPTER 39
A Change of Plans

The way he was shackled to the wall barely allowed him to crawl over to a corner of his cell. He couldn't lay down to sleep, or even find comfort, only sit there, kept chained like an animal. The door to his cell provided no hope of escape either, only consisting of several long lasers that would easily cut through him. Whatever they had injected into him was definitely inhibiting his bond to the others (a fact which he hoped Ratchet could fix, given it was probably a device), which scared him. Were they looking for him? He shuddered at the thought that they might not be, but the other half of him knew they were.

He'd exhausted all of his tears, and simply sat there in pain, wondering if he'd ever be let out. He rattled his chains, and groaned quietly as he heard loud footsteps making their way down the hall. His eyes widened, and he shook his head, yanking again. "It won't do you any good, you know," Trevor stared over as Barricade came into view. "You're not going to get free of them, that's reinforced Cybertronium. Powerful enough to hold down even your grandsire," He chuckled slightly. "Comfortable, insect?"

"If you're going to kill me before they get to me," Trevor gritted his teeth. "Just get it over with."

Barricade snorted with amusement, a fact which made a chill run up Trevor's spine. "Kill you? Of course we're not going to kill you," Barricade taunted him darkly. "You're far too valuable for that. Perhaps if you had simply stayed that human who got in over his head. But no, the Autobots had to take such a liking to you," He teased. "So instead, you've become very valuable to us as a prisoner."

"You can't keep me prisoner forever," Trevor told him bluntly. "At some point you'll slip up and they'll find me. And I bet you money dad won't fall for whatever stupid trap you laid out either," Barricade barely seemed to be paying attention as he typed something into a control panel. "What are you doing? Gonna come in here and rough me up?" He watched timidly as the lasers retracted and Barricade began to step in. "Y-You don't scare me."

"Oh please, you're terrified," Barricade sneered. "Can't say I blame you, either. A little sparkling among all these Decepticons? I'd be lubricating all over the floor if I were you," He added with a sneer. "Luckily for you, however, Lord Starscream believes you have been in bondage long enough to realize escape is futile," He began to remove Trevor's bonds, relieving the human of some of his pain. "Don't even think of running." He noted once he finished.

Trevor rubbed his wrists, and neck quietly. He wanted to run, run and scream at the top of his lungs. But what good would it do? Even though he was free now, the Decepticons could chain him up again. And what's more, they had taken him there in a bag like luggage, he had no idea where he was, or how far from help he was. "You're not going to hurt me, though?" Barricade's optics narrowed at Trevor at that. "After all the threats you told dad, you haven't even made an attempt to hurt me."

"Not yet," Barricade hissed. "Make no mistake, insect. Your father snuffed out the spark of the one I cherished most," Trevor gulped slightly. "And though he is lucky I have chosen not to retaliate by murdering you," He sneered. "That does not mean I will be leaving you alone. Quite the opposite actually," He then noted. "The bond inhibitors we put into you only block the communication side of it, you see. No one can block the emotional side of it, it's impossible for one reason or another."

Trevor backed up quickly, knowing what that meant. He was going to hurt him alright, he was going to hurt him, and he was going to make sure Bumblebee (as well as Optimus and Elita) felt every aching moment of it. "You'll only make him more angry," Trevor breathed. "Grandpa and Grandma will feel it too, y'know," He added as Barricade seemed to relish in his fear. "Y... You'd just be-."