"Megatron, you have gone too far this time!" came the bellow from the one and only Prime. "Leave the humans out of this!" he added while readying his battle swords, his right pede searching purchase in the ground as he prepared to fight his long time nemesis.
"Why should I prime, these feshbags mean nothing to me, in fact, I quite enjoy squishing them into little puddles" came the dark rumble from Megatron. He knew exactly how to press all the right buttons on the prime and enjoyed doing so. Even though his body was growing weary of eons of war, his processor was as sharp as ever.
"Fight me and leave them be!" came the answer from Optimus as he charged forward and slammed his frame into Megatron's war built one. The screeching metal was almost deafening as the two giants collided. Humans scattering and running for their lives, even though they knew the blue and red mech was on their side, they didn't want to risk being squashed by accident.
"Oh, I will Prime, do not fret. You will get what's coming to you soon enough" he spoke cryptically before releasing a loud grunt as the autobot leader barreled into him. He was a big mech and was able to stand his ground but the weight of the prime surprised him. Did he get an upgrade?
"Prime, you need to lay off the rust sticks" he grunted almost playfully, and his engine revved slightly at the sight of an blueish hue on Optimus his faceplates.
"What are you getting at Megatron, stop stalling and fight me!" commanded the autobot leader as he pushed the grey mech back, raising his servo before slamming it down onto said mechs faceplates. Smirking behind his battle mask as he managed to get a good hit.
The self-righteous smirk of the grey mech disappeared into a frown as he felt a denta pop loose. "alright, play time is OVER!" he roared and grasped Optimus his chest plates, hooking his digits behind them and flinging the semi into one of the caves with a loud grunt.
Optimus was rolling down fast as he was flung into the entrance, tumbling down the makeshift stairs and then another one as he descended deeper into the earth. But not before his digits had gotten a good grip on Megatrons fusion cannon and had ripped it off its clips by sheer momentum. Megatron let out a roar of fury as he threw himself after the prime.
He vaguely heard a message from Soundwave warning him not enter the cave, but he ignored it. He wanted his canon back! He both cursed and praised the safety clips as, had they not been there, the prime might have seriously damaged his arm, or would have taken it off completely with his bulk.
Charging behind the still tumbling prime he activated his thrusters to catch up and get out, but the pit spawned autobot would not stop rolling!
Finally Optimus seemed to snap out of whatever he was doing and grasped the side of the cave, slowing his decent before halting at one of the lowest levels. He nervously looked around and narrowed his blue optics. "Megatron, this structure is not suited for us to fight in, unless you wish to burry us both" he said and squatted lightly, hunching over as he did not like his sensitive audial scraping over the stones.
The warlord however was not in the mood to negotiate and chat, he needed his cannon and then out. Coming to an abrupt halt he shoved the prime into one of the walls roughly and grasped his fusion canon with his other servo. Optimus winched and released a soft keen at his audial scraping on top of the cave pocket they were in. Megatron's free servo moved from Optimus his chest to his throat and started squeezing the main energon lines making the prime feel light headed. He was about to magnetize the fusion cannon back to his arm and speak when a loud rumble interrupted him.
"No" he growled his red optics widening looking into Optimus his questioning blue ones before they too darkened with realization. It had been a trap.
The next thing they knew was a loud boom, ground seemed to disappear, and walls collapsed. Megatron roared in anger and pain as he felt a few heavy rocks slam into his back. He released Optimus as he was about to turn and fight his way out when a rather heavy piece of rock came down and knocked him out. The last thing he remembered was his name being called out before he collapsed and went into stasis.
"Megatron… Megatron, wake up! Frag it, Megatron.. wake up!" The warlord's optics blinked online, starting out dim as he was feeling like he had been run over by a Cybertronian Freight wagon. " Uggh… Prime.. Stop your incessant chattering, I have a helm acke." He hissed as he moved a servo to his helm to rub over the sore spot, he felt a rather large dent and grunted, wonderful, he would have to deal with a speech from his medic for this.
"It seems we are locked in, are you damaged?" the concerned vocals reached Megatron making the grey mech grunt in surprise "Why, getting soft on me prime?" he said goading the other but he couldn't help the warm feeling that spread trough his spark as his nemesis showed concern.
"No!" Optimus stated in a defensive tone. He crossed his arms over his chestplates in an attempt to seem nonchalant about the situation.
"Alright" was all Megatron said before trying to sit up. "Curse Starscream, that wretched traitor.. I will offline him for this" the warlord spat as he felt a sharp pain course trough his systems, making several warning messages pop up in his HUD. He could smell energon and to his dismay, saw a small puddle on the ground.
"It seems your second wants you gone as well as me" Optimus grumbled while scanning the area looking for a way to escape. Megatron seemed calm now but it would only be a matter of time before they would start fighting, and he had no desire of being crushed by collapsing infrastructure, or, what was left of it.
Megatron rolled his ruby optics, and tapped the side of his helm "Soundwave, report" he tried before his optic ridges rose up in surprise. "Soundwave come in!" he tried again and hissed "Decepticon's, report!" he tried, opening the COM signal to all of his men, but he was once again rewarded with only static. The hit to his helm must have damaged his communication chip, wonderful. He thought sarcastically. This could NOT possibly be any worse, the warlord thought but it seemed Primus was liking his game of torturing the Decepticon leader very much as he suddenly noticed some movement from the corner of his optics.
Anna coughed as she crawled out of what she thought would be her tomb, moving the rubble off her legs and turning over to her stomach. "Uhhhg what the fuck happened" Anna groaned and brought a small hand to her head, pulling off the yellow safety helmet. She blinked and rubbed some of the dust out of her eyes, her delicate face had some muddy streaks, but she wasn't hurt. Her long brown hair was braided and thankfully the elastic band held trough all the chaos.
It was relatively light in the pocket as one of the cave lights was still functional, but it flickered occasionally so she suspected it would not hold for long. Her brown eyes focused on something red and blue, moving her gaze up she met two calm and gentle looking blue optics. "You're Optimus Prime right?" Anna said softly and was rewarded with a nod from the ginormous mech. Hearing a soft whirring sound come from her left she turned to the source and nearly expired on the spot. In front of her was one of her biggest fears, except for flying, the demonic red eyes boring into her. Did they even have eyes? Or was it called something else.. lenses? She thought momentarily distracted by her own musing.
Megatron made a sound of disgust as he saw the tiny human femme. "Hold on prime, I will dispose of this.. insect" Megatron said with a gleeful tone on his vocals before reaching out to Anna. "You will do no such thing Megatron!" came the stern command and quickly gathered the human in his servo's, cradling her close to his chest. Megatron ex-vented and growled "Fine, keep your pet. It's better to watch them suffer anyway" came the caustic reply of the warlord.
Anna felt slightly sick as she had been picked up, suddenly dipped in darkness as the hands of the mech covered her completely. He had raised her up quite quick, it was all terribly disorienting and reminded her a tad too much of flying.
" uuhhg..i feel sick" she muttered making her savior open his hands and peer down at her curiously. "Did I damage you?" he asked and Anna shook her head " No, you just picked me up a tad too fast " she replied and took a few deep breaths, her pale face regaining some color.
"Weak" came the brisk reply from the silver mech across from her. Anna frowned and put her hands on her sides and before she could stop her stupid mouth she blurted out " Well, I would like to talk to you when someone a thousand times your size picks you up with that speed, I bet you puke your guts out, if you had guts you rust bucket!" she snarked and then paled slightly again as she realized who she was talking to.
Megatron was about to retort when he was interrupted by Optimus "Let me try if I can send out a communication to my team" he said knowing they weren't going anywhere without the risk of getting buried, and he did not want to risk crushing the tiny human residing near his chest. His spark hummed loudly as the human femme touched his chest plates but he ignored it for now thinking he might have damaged something during the collapse.
Moving a servo to an audial he tapped it lightly "Prime to autobots, can you hear me?" he asked and first received a burst of static before a voice came trough. " kkhh…Op..kggg.." . Optimus tried to boost the signal and was rewarded with a clearer message. " Optimus..this is ..kgg. . Ratchet speaking where the frag are you?" A smile graced his faceplates behind his mask at the irate tone of his medic.
"Ratchet, it is good to hear your voice. We are trapped in one of the cave pockets and get not get out without disturbing the infrastructure more. Can you get us out? " he asked and for a few nano-kliks it was silent. "Negative, not right now..but we are, wait what? Who else is with you Optimus?" the medic asked. "A human femme and.. "he halted hesitant to reveal the other party to his long time friend. "And?" Ratchet pressed, his tone urgent and strict. "Megatron" Optimus said and almost immediately cringed as if he expected a wrench to the helm. A Pavlonian response as the medic was not even close, he did receive a much-expected rant from the yellow mech, after a full klik he interrupted his ranting friend. "Yes I am aware of the situation my friend, but I need your help now more then ever, please get us out safely and afterwards we will see where it takes us" he rumbled trough the cave.
Ratchet grunted and deflated some, he felt relieved that Optimus seemed to be ok. "Are you injured?" he asked. "Negative, a few scrapes and dents, the human appears to be healthy as well, however I suspect Megatron needs medical assistance. He has a minor injury that had not been repaired yet by self repair and is losing energon slowly." He explained making the large grey mech in front of him grunt indignantly.
"I am fine Prime, I have been through worse." Came the reply but Optimus ignored it. "I cannot assist if I don't know the exact location, and even then, I'm afraid your digits are too large to assist, give it a few more Cycles and see if his self repair fixed it by then, if not contact me" he said "Goodluck, Ratchet out"
Optimus gazed at Megatron, who's optics had dimmed somewhat as the warlord was merely staring ahead as if waiting for someone. The bulky mech might love a good fight, but he did not have a death wish, and he knew that fighting would quite possibly bury them both, sealing them in an earthy tomb.
Anna wiggled somewhat on Optimus his chest and followed the gently giants gaze to the demonic grey one. She could feel all of her "medic cells" as she loved to call them screaming out to see if she could help but she bit her tongue. The grey mech wouldn't allow her to help anyway. Her wiggling had alerted the autobot leader of her presence once more and he focused on Anna.
"Are you comfortable?" he suggested a bit awkwardly. Anna gave him a warm smile and nodded" As comfortable as I can be in this place, thank you" she said gently and placed a hand on his chestplates right above his spark. Optimus his spark reacted more violent this time and practically slammed against his spark chamber. What in primus sake was going on? He had not felt this way since his Dear Elita-1 and never thought his spark was capable of responding like this to another, let along a human. No, must be a malfunction, the prime concluded once more.
He nodded once more to the small femme and settled down to wait for help. It looked sturdy and the oxygen levels were high enough.
Megatron grunted as he moved slightly closer to the two, the pocket was large enough for them to squat in, sitting and laying down were options, but he didn't think they could fully stand. Sitting would do for now. Glaring at the little insect on top of prime he ex-vented loudly, how the mech he once called brother in arms could be so soft sparked he did not know. War was all he knew and would ever know. Of that he was convinced. Suddenly he felt prime's field expand and touch his own, shuddering as he felt the prime's confusion but also, was that desire he felt? Before he could diagnose the field brushing against his own it was withdrawn quickly. Feeling his interfacing array ping loudly he cursed inwardly and suppressed the HUD messages trying to release his valve panel. Curse Optimus and his wickedly delicious magnetic field.
The warlord was too absorbed in his own world that he didn't notice curious blue optics snap to his frame. Optimus had felt megatron's field as his own brushed his, and right before he had come to his senses to pull it back he had felt the longing from his former friend and lover. When fighting he imagined that he had felt it before but always told himself it was as humans called it, wishful thinking. But now he was convinced he felt it, if Megatron still desired him, peace could possibly be reached trough a different route. A plan began to form inside the Prime's processor as he allowed to relax his frame, calipers releasing as his plating was drawn close to his protoform.
Anna was a tad confused, why were they so silent. Were they talking to each other through a communication system, or were they simply ignoring each other. It didn't seem like it, and why was she blushing every time she looked at the Autobot's leaders face. She even had to admit that the grey mech was rather striking in his appearance. See, this is why you will never get married, you weirdo. She berated herself in her mind as several other not so PG rated images flooded her overenthusiastic mind.
"So, I guess we are stuck here" she said a bit awkwardly feeling stupid after opening her mouth. Anna almost rolled her eyes as she groaned at her own stupidity. Of course, they were stuck here captain obvious. Before Megatron could retort however, Optimus saved her from further humiliation. "Yes, I managed to make contract with my team, they are aware of our location and are doing their best to get us out, but for now, we are stuck" he said calmly hearing a click from Megatrons intake as he snapped it closed.
For now, they would just have to wait.