Innocence Stolen

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Chapter 1

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Well, Decadence is back, told you there would be a second one (for those of you that have found it).

I hope you enjoy this one as much as the first, and please forgive me for the shitty ending for Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Respect....sorry I just had to remind you that the war was not over, by no means.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, Hasbro owns it alllllll.

Warning: Mpreg, Non-Con, MechXMech, and Language

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Decadence landed back on the ground with a large wave of heated air, the 'teenage' Decepticon's vents were cycling heavily and there was a quirky smile spread carelessly on his faceplate. Starscream turned to look at Decadence, "Give it up mechling, you'll never catch me." Decadence and Starscream had been racing laps around the Nemesis all day, Skywarp and Thundercracker watching earnestly, well, Warp was, Thundercracker was mainly watching the twins of which were keeping score of Starscream and Decadence's racing.

Skywarp smirked and clapped Starscream on the shoulder, "Come on Screamer, that time he was only three seconds behind you."

Decadence gave a victorious smirk, "See," he swung an arm around Starscream carelessly, Starscream glared at the appendage before shrugging it off. "Though, for being my carrier, you aren't half bad." This earned Decadence a sharp stab in the rib struts by Starscream's elbow. Decadence coughed out a laugh, "I deserved that." He looked up to see Starscream already heading back inside the Nemesis, Thundercracker following behind.

Skywarp stayed behind with Decadence, watching as the twins came back, landing on either side of the young seeker. "What's up with you racing Screamer now?" Warp asked once his trine mates were gone.

"I'm going with them on their next trip to Earth, and I figured since we spend a week there, I could spend some time on my own. They said I could, so long as I could fly away fast enough. So Starscream said he'd take me out to practice flying, then it turned into more of a race than anything," Decadence explained, shifting his feet as it felt weird to be back on the ground.

Skywarp half frowned, "Earth's a dangerous place right now, the Autobots have settled down and called it home. You better take care of your self seeing as you are the current Decepticon heir."

Decadence rolled his optics, "So I keep hearing," he muttered before walking back towards the Nemesis. Monsoon followed, but Levanter stayed behind with Skywarp who didn't feel like going inside at the moment. Monsoon watched as Decadence's mood instantly perked at the sight of his creators preparing for their trip to Earth.

Soundwave was doing last minute mechanical checks on the ship with the help of Ravage, Rumble, and Frenzy, while Shockwave was checking the communications systems. Starscream looked over towards the two seekers coming his way.

Decadence looked almost identical to Starscream except for his slightly darker color which came from Megatron. Skywarp and Thundercracker had convinced the young Decepticon to take the Raptor as his alt form, it also helped that Decadence had been sparked with Starscream's abnormal speed, though the mech was still far from perfecting it.

"When are we leaving?" Decadence asked when he reached his creators, Megatron looking up from the data plans to lay his optics on his son.

"Morning," Megatron replied, bringing his optics back down the data pad. Monsoon's wings slumped slightly, capturing Decadence's attention.

Leading the other seeker away from Megatron and Starscream, he asked, "What's up 'Soon?"

"It's," Monsoon paused, "It's just gonna be really different without you here, even if it is just for a week."

Decadence let a rush of air out of his vents, though it was not out of irritation. "Levanter will still be here," Decadence told his friend, "And if you can ever find her Empyrean is cool sometimes."

Monsoon looked up at the taller seeker, "Come on, Decadence, you know how I am."

"I'd have you go with me, I know my creators wouldn't mind, It's Skywarp that won't let you, and I know that." Decadence told him with a shrug, "He's an overprotective carrier, he's seen plenty of battles so no one can blame him."

Another sigh from the younger seeker, "That's no excuse, he's the youngest of the trine, the other two have seen more battles than him. That, and, Starscream's seen more than both my creators, Megatron more than Starscream, why aren't they protective?"

Crimson optics rolled as Decadence half laughed, "Believe me, they are way more protective than you seem to think. You have no idea how much convincing it took for them to let me go." he shrugged, "I'm not a sparkling any more, despite how much Starscream seems to think I am."

"Decadence," a new voice called across the room, Decadence turned to see his creators standing and leaving the room.

He turned back to Monsoon, "Since I probably will not see you," he told him, laying a hand on Monsoon's shoulder, "I'll see you in a week."

Monsoon gave him a half smile, "See you then." The young seeker watched as Decadence hurried over to where his creators stood waiting. He let out a rush of air, turning back to where Thundercracker was watching over what Soundwave was doing. He scuffed his feet on his way over to his sire, his last thought on the way was how boring this following week was going to be.


When the ship landed on Earth, Decadence was more or less bouncing with excitement, though he was keeping it in best he could so as not to capture the attention of his creators. When the doors opened, Megatron was the first to exit the ship, after him was Starscream, then finally Decadence was able to make his way off the ship and onto the cool dirt of the new planet.

Everything was so different to Decadence, the feeling of the air blowing against his armor, instantly cooling it. The dirt that shifted beneath his feet, the strange moisture in the air. With a glance at the sky he could see two Earth animals flying against the sky, upon a closer inspection, he could see how unalike their wings were compared to his own. Their wings flapped, carrying them along as his engines did, and they were covered in soft appendages.

Decadence's attention was brought back to what was going on when Starscream called his name. Decadence followed the older seeker, his wings perked in excitement at his new surroundings. For the first five minutes, Decadence spent the time with his creators, both explaining what they were doing and what Decadence should expect whilst he was out on his own. Most of the stuff his creators said went in one audio and out the other, much like a human teenage boy. So while he was busy thinking about what he was going to do, he did not hear the area in which he should not venture.

Finally Decadence was given the okay to venture off on his own, with the promise that he would come home as soon as Starscream said so on the comm. Decadence transformed and flew off, going high so as to examine where he would like to venture first. First he found a hot spring, the clear liquid entrancing him as he landed beside the steaming water. He dipped a digit into the liquid, intrigued by how thin the liquid was and how warm it was. After feeling it and realizing that the liquid was safe, he dipped his whole frame in, relaxed by the feeling of the warm liquid slithering between his armor.

After he was finished indulging himself in the outlandish liquid, he took to the skies. He shivered at the coolness of the water running off in cold streams. The shine of metal against the sun caught his attention and he slowed, circling back around to get a better look at what he saw. Below him there was a relatively large area with a numerous amounts of vehicles and aircraft as well as large hangers. He could recognize the place as a military base, something his creators had told him about.

He landed a few hundred yards away, taking cover in a cluster of trees and hills while he watched. There was a loud sound and a rush of air that rustled the leaves above him as a helicopter landed in front of one of the hangers. He could recognize the aircraft from Blackout's alt mode. It looked like him, but slightly larger and wider, with a large door that was lowered down and allowed the crew inside to depart the machine.

A few humans exited first, they then proceeded to make room for what was about to exit the aircraft. First out was a rather large Peterbuilt truck, decorated with blue flames against the red and then the red becoming flames against the blue. Following the eighteen wheeler was a black GMC, only slightly smaller than the Peterbuilt. Last to exit the helicopter was a dark gray F-250, a streak of blue was the only other color on the vehicle.

After the three vehicles exited, the door to the helicopter closed again, the rest of the humans had hitched a ride out in the bed of the F-250. The first two vehicles headed back to the hanger while the last stayed outside, the humans making their way out of the bed. When the last of the humans had exited Decadence watched in fascination as he watched the F-250 shifted into the first Autobot Decadence's had ever seen.

The mech looked to be about the size of Decadence, of course Decadence's wings would put a little extra size on Decadence's behalf, though the Autobot looked to be slightly taller. The mech crouched slightly so he could hear the humans better, the sight confused Decadence. He understood that the Autobots wanted to save the humans, but did they really need to be so attached to the insects?

A shift from Decadence's position captured the attention of the young Autobot, Decadence cursed under his breath. Careful, so as not to capture the attention on the humans and have them shooting randomly, the Autobot excused himself and transformed. Decadence watched at the Autobot came towards him, the humans having gone back to the hanger so there was no one outside. Not wanting to give the Autobot any reason to think that Decadence was scared, he stood his ground, watching as the Autobot got closer.

Suddenly realizing that the Autobot was not stopping, Decadence took a step back, getting ready to jump in the air and take off. However, the other mech must have sensed this as he transformed on the run, knocking his shoulder into Decadence's chest, sending them both flying. Decadence could feel the trees falling around them, as he pushed the Autobot under him so when they landed he could have to upper hand. However, at the last minute, the Autobot used his hand to twirl himself, throwing Decadence under him.

Decadence winced as his wings hit the ground first, the dirt getting into his seems and cracks, making it very uncomfortable. The Autobot raised an arm and stuck a cannon in Decadence's face, "What are you doing here, Decepticreep?"

Brining his free hand up to nail the Autobot in the side, Decadence managed to knock the mech down and off him. Decadence in turn used one arm to hold the Autobot's hands above his head, and the other arm held a heated gun to his face. "That was pathetic, really," Decadence commented, "All this time we've been away and you Autobots still haven't come up with anything better?"

A smirk crossed the Autobot's faceplate as he used his feet to push up and flip Decadence over his head. Following after the Decepticon, it was now the Autobot who was on top, neither one having a hand free. The Autobot held the Decepticons hands at his sides, each one unable to move, less they wanted to give the other an upper hand. "How would you know? You're barely past the sparkling age."

Decadence growled, "I'm older than you! Decepticons had sparklings before the Autobots did!" There was a silence, neither one moving, but neither one willing to back down and break the lock they had on each other's optics. The Autobot was the first to move, he didn't tear his optics away, but he did get off the Decepticon. Decadence stood as well, and, with out looking away, he pulled back his fist and clipped the Autobot in face. The Autobot took a few staggering steps backwards before raising his leg up and kicking the Decepticon in the shoulder, sending the Decepticon back on the ground. The Autobot took his opportunity to pounce on Decadence again.

The taller mech was just about to sock Decadence in the face, when his comm. opened. "Caliper, back to base." A rush of warm air brushed all over Decadence as the Autobot expelled it in a heavy sigh.

The comm. closed and Decadence snickered, "Was that you're carrier?" he asked in a childish tone, making Caliper growl. "Does the little sparkling need to go home?"

Caliper stood, turning to walk back to the base, Decadence standing as well. The Autobot paused for a moment, before turning around and punching Decadence in the face, as he had Caliper moments ago. "You're here for a week," Caliper warned, "I better see you again here, so I can kick your aft."

Decadence scoffed, "I don't think so, you better be prepared to get your aft handed to you." As soon as Decadence got the words out of his mouth Caliper transformed and headed back the way he came. Decadence watched the F-250 disappear from sight, a slight smirk on his faceplate. It was long before Starscream sent Decadence a comm. telling him to get back to the ship as well.

On his way, Decadence laughed, "Believe me," he muttered, "I'll be there Autobot, just you wait."