Soldier's Perspective
As I online slowly, I look to see that I'm in a ship. A wreckers by that. So help me, I'm not going to be trapped by a wrecker twice... As I try to bring my servos infront of me to pull myself up, but I fail and fall back down. I tuck my legs through my arms and the cuffs and lift my arms up to see that they were in cuffs. The Frag? This wrecker really thinks he can trap me? Thanks to my small ass servos, I can slip out of cuffs easily. These mechs and femmes really need to start either tying me to something or start tying my arms together. I slip my servos out of the cuffs and drop them to the side.
I try to get up before I'm shoved back to the corner I sat in. I hear the familiar autobot's voice that I saw with Dreadwing. "No you don't!!!" I look up to see the wrecker. His left servo held onto the chair next to me, his other servo sat on the bench on the other side of me, and his pedes crossed over mine.
I felt my faceplate heating up. Oh Frag.... No.... "You're not gonna escape me, lone boy." He laughs. I push him off and run down the ramp. "Hey!!! Get back here!!!" I manage to speed around the corner before he gets to me. I then fall to my pedes and put my servo over my mouth. I then lose my stability. I close my optics and cough up a lot of energon mixed with oil. I then hear him again "Where the frag are you----!!! Oh my Primus sake.... Dude, are you alright!?" I hold my servo up at him. "I'm fine!!!" I say before coughing up more energon. It then stops and I shake my helm. I stand up and wipe my mouth. "Don't... Ever.... Come that.... close to me... Again..." I pant.
He holds his servo out to me "Are you alright? you look like you threw up your whole energon supply--" "I'M FINE, WRECKER!!!!" I yell at him. He steps back. I then lay against the rock wall. "I seriously think that you should lay down. Just come inside and I'll have my friend fix you up." I look away from him. He then questions "Hey, quick question... Why haven't you picked a side? I get that your a solo mech like me but, why hate both sides? You do know that Optimus could hurt you pretty bad, and Megatron could rip your spark out.... So just pick a side and stop having to worry about the pain from the team you choose." I look into his optics and they widen. The wrecker stutters "Y-your optics... Th-they're black. You're here but, your also dead."
I growl back "I'm emotionless, dumbass. Get it right." I then stand up straight and he backs off. "So, yes, you are technically correct. I'm here and dead... 'inside'..." He then looks down. "Primus sake, you're dark...." I start walking away before I trip. The wrecker jumps in front of me and catches me." I hit my helm into his chassis but he didn't seem to care. He lifts me up into his arms and starts walking towards the base. "Put me the fuck down, I'm fi---" "No you're not... I'm taking you into the base..." He interupts me.
Fraggin hell.... I close my optics and lay against him. I then hear him say "Hey, Ratch? You think you can fix one more bot that doesn't stand getting fixed?" I hear another voice say "I guess, but who is i---" I hear a femme and a mech say at the same time "THE CON FROM THE PREVIOUS BATTLE!!???" The wrecker then calms them down "Apparently he doesn't have a team. He's his own bot.... I have him under control, though." I hear 'Ratch' as he's called, say "Alright, but you're holding him down so I can fix him."
The wrecker sets me down and I open my optics. "That's the con that tried to bring me down!!" I hear the human from before. "For the thousandth time.... IM NOT A FU----" "Ay..... No bad words...." The wrecker stops me. I sigh and the medic walks over to me and scans me. "Wow his energon levels are low...." I look up at the medics faceplate. "Does that matter? I mean we're all gonna die eventually." Everyone in the room stares at me. I hear the human sigh worryingly "God's sake, this kid..."
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Warriors (Wheeljack X Oc)
RomanceThere once was a mech whose emotions were cursed. If he dare feel something, he would die without worth. Through madness he crept, the son of the dark. He hoped for emotion, to ease his broken spark. Emotion at last, he wept with joy, not knowing at...