Hi, this is the Arcee fic I've been looking forward to share with all of you. It is Dragonformers because I love dragons ever since TFP: Beast Hunters. Reason rated M is due to swearing, violence, suggestive themes, sex and dark scenes in the story. So, suck in your guts and prepare to buckle up for this adventure! I don't own Transformers. Just the plot and my Ocs.


Chapter 1

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

Darkness was all he ever knew. Inside his only room, no cracks to see the outside world other than the locked door in front of him and the glass screen where visitors and medics observe him like a specimen. All he could do in his cell was talk to his partner or lie down.

The content of the cell he lived in was bare except for a single book, a stack of hay which acted like a bed and a wooden doll. The doll was shaped like a dragon with shades of grey and blue, eyes deep yellow as if they were staring into the soul. What stood out the most was a long scar on the right side of the doll's face, at the cheek. It looked like someone ran a dagger across it.

He wished his partner would say something. He had been dormant for the past two days, not even getting up during meal times. He could face the dark but the silence was killing him. There are some days where the orderlies would restrain him from attacks due to him lashing out of anger, pain, grief, loneliness. So, they moved him and his belongings to a different quarters. Isolated from everyone except meal times and a bath. He didn't mean to attack them. In fact, he didn't want to in the first place.

But he will not separate himself from his cellmate, his partner, his best friend.

The residence of the asylum knew that separating him and his partner would caused him to go on a blind rampage. No one had ever seen such devotion he has over his partner. Unfortunately, his partner was not on the same page.

" Oy, dummy!" a nasally voice broke the silence of the dark room. He looked over. " Y-you're awake…" he stammered. His partner's voice surprised him since it has been two days sitting in his cell without hearing anything but his breathing. He stumbled his way over to his partner. He was relief, excited, ecstatic and other feelings of joy filled him. He ignored the insults or snarky comment his partner would say to him. He mattered. Nothing else in the world matter other than him.

" Of course I'm awake!" his partner snapped. " You can't handle yourself without me, can't ya? Sheesh, you're more of an idiot than a Golliwog! At least you could walk."

" Yes, yes," he nodded frantically. " W-we're in a new cell now, sir. We'll be safe here…safe…"

His partner rolled his eyes. " Safe? The hell you mean safe?! I want out! I wanna see the world, fuck a broad and have a drink!"

He patted him on the back. " Meals will be serve and they'll unlock the cell. We can join the others for a snack." But his partner slapped him on the cheek, making him fall on his back. " You just don't get it, do ya?" he growled in frustration.

" B-but sir," he whispered, rubbing the soreness from his cheek. " We've been in this place longer than anyone. I-it's best if we have a clean slate. P-please, I only want to fight for you."

His partner sighed, rubbing his temples. " Look dummy, I don't wanna make things sweet but…Grow some balls will ya?" You can't even kill someone without asking me first!"

He wanted to cry. He wanted to get away but he can't. If it weren't for his partner, he wouldn't be alive today. He will always remember that. Suddenly, he had lost his appetite for upcoming meals. His partner's comments about him were true. He was weak, unable to form a complete sentence without a stammer or stutter. He never had any fighting experience. He just learnt his skills from his partner.

He left his partner alone, slumping down to the far side of the room. He will use the space as his sleeping spot tonight. But, it is not night time yet as kerosene lamps were still lit up. He wanted to save his energy for later. He closed his eyes, tears finally sliding down. He wants the both of them to be safe. He can't function without him. Soon, he allowed sleep to succumb him.

The silence and darkness had never felt good until now.


Wow, so much for a partner. What a prick! Who do you think is this drake? Who knows! Don't worry, we'll see the Autobots very soon.

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