Transformers Prime: Sparkbeat {Completed}

Chapter 4: Trouble At Both Sides

Optimus's POV:

Ratchet clings on to my arm for dear life, it makes me feel protective. I jump at every sound, hoping no one would separate us again so they could torture Ratchet.

"Optimus?" He suddenly asks, and I look down at him with sad optics.

"Yes?"

"What colors do you think the sparkling will have?" The question makes me smile, even if he couldn't see it.

"I think maybe a malachite paint job, orange or white detailing, maybe your blue optics and Malachite's soft look." I reply, still smiling.

"How do you think Ultra Malachite is?"

My spark feels a tang of pain, because I do not know of Malachite's well being. "I'm sure she is fine."

The doors open and Megatron walks in, and immediately I feel Ratchet cower away. Whatever they did to him, they've pushed it past the limit.

"The femme is fine, Ravage engaged her and your predacon earlier today." He growls.

I feel Ratchet's spark skip a beat, and concern washes over me as well.

"Optimus, if I've learned anything, it's that the only way to mess with your processor is to use your lapdog." Megatron states slyly, and I realize he's holding a glowing whip.

"Leave him out of this. You've tormented him enough." I panic, my spark speeding it's beat dramatically.

"I think it's a bit too late for that, Prime." The warlord growls and slowly strides towards them.

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Emma's POV:

"You need to be more careful! Ratchet's not here to help the wounds." Everence scolds me as I glance at my new scars.

"Tell that to Ravage!" My voice roars, thundering and ferocious.

"Guys--" Malachite tries to interrupt.

"Stay out of this!" Everence snaps, and glares at me. "I can't understand you, but I know you can hear me. You need to have regard for your safety!"

"GUYS!" Malachite says loudly again.

"Emma, I--" Everence starts, but Malachite screams at the top of her lungs.

"THE SPARKLING IS COMING!" She yells, then curls over and lets out a shriek of pain.