DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! I'm just playing with them!
Prologue: The Deal
As Savage drew closer to the small cache of Dark Energon, his spark raced with fear. He knew that what he was about to do was both stupid and dangerous, but if he was going to save his brother he had to do this. He reached forward and pulled a good size shard from the small cache, he looked at it for a moment, his hand closing around it as if he were having second thoughts.
May I be forgiven for what I'm about to do. The blackbird jet thought.
Without a second thought, he shoved the Dark Energon shard into his chest, merging it with his spark. His mouth opened as he let out a silent scream, it felt as if an icy hot needle was being plunged into his spark and it soon surged through his body. he fell to his knees when the icy hot feeling increased and became painful. As it continued, the cave in the Mts. where he had first found the cache of dark energon began to fade into darkness.
He didn't have the strength to fight against it, before giving in, his optics flashed purple before everything went black.
"Well, well, well. It seems that Megatron's younger brother has followed in his footsteps." A sinister voice commented.
His eyes snapped open the second he heard the voice, with a small groan he pushed himself to his feet and his now purple optics widened when he found himself surrounded by thick light purple fog. But he was alone, so where had the voice come from?
"How do you know that I'm Megatron's brother?" He asked, thinking that he wouldn't get an answer.
He was wrong.
"You can read my thoughts and I can read yours. When one merges my solidified blood with their spark, I can read their minds and look through their memories," The reply sounded like it was coming from all around him. "I did the same with Megatron as I did with you."
Savage growled deeply, clearly annoyed with having his private life invaded by the dark god. "show yourself." He demanded.
"I am a God. Why would I show myself to one as lowly as you?" The voice replied.
"I don't make a habit of talking to swirling smoke, that's why." The flyer growled.
A large being a suddenly materialized a few feet in front of him, sinister purple optics stared down at him. He could feel them peering into his very soul and fear once again gripped his spark. He then backed away from the hulking and powerful figure. He didn't get far from the being when he backed into something hard. Before he could see who it was he had backed into, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around his waist, holding him in place with tremendous force. He was amazed that his wings hadn't broken from the sheer force of it or his arms for that matter that were now pinned to his sides.
He couldn't move, save for his head and kicking legs, the more he struggled the tighter the hold became, it soon made it hard for him to breathe. Growling in defeat, he ceased his struggles and went limp, he felt his spark seize up in fear as the dark hulking figure stepped out of the fog, revealing himself. It nearly caused the fliers spark to stop all together when he saw that the hulking figure was Unicron himself.
"Do you know who I am, little mech?" The large being asked.
"Yes." Savage replied, voice shaking.
Unicron smirked, he could literally taste the smaller mech's fear. "Then you know my name."
"Y-yes."
The dark god smirked. "Say it."
"U-Unicron."
The dark God let out a deep, rumbling laugher at this, and his red gaze fell upon the small, weak creature groveling in front of him. He could crush him for daring to take what was his, and use his blood to gain more power but... no. He decided against it, mostly because, like Megatron, this little one amused him greatly.
"You dare to speak my name and yet you tremble with fear at my mere presence, mortal. Why should I let you live? What purpose could your pitiful little life have for me? Tell me, and I may spare you..." Unicron finally said, a dark, fanged grin on his immense visage.
Savage paled a little and trembled in fear. this was Unicron, the Destroyer, the darkest God there is! How could one such as him be of any use for the dark Lord? he was suddenly feeling very small and weak indeed. But he was not going to show it, so he regained his composure, and with a hint of defiance in his voice, he said.
"I will serve you any way I can great Lord, if you spare me. I can lead you to where the remaining Autobots and Decepticons are gathered." But was it a good idea? probably not, he thought, almost taking back his words. But he couldn't... he had to save his brother, from himself mostly!
The God laughed again, and his voiced filled the entire cave again, resonating and powerful enough to dislodge rocks from the ceiling. "I do not need such informations. I already know where they are all hidden. I merely leave them to think they are safe... for now." He seemed thoughtful for a moment there, and tilted his head to the side, his intense, piercing red gaze on the small mech. He took a step forward, and his form seemed to shrink to a more mech-sized level. "You little flyer are a lot more daring the even your brother was. Interesting... and enticing. I have rarely seen one that have the will to not show fear in front of me. Even your dear brother tremble in my mere presence..."
Savage's optics widen at the dark gods statement, Megatron afraid of anything? It was unheard of and it made the flier a little uneasy and having second thoughts about this, if Megatron; a deadly gladiator of Kaon and Lord of the Decepticons was afraid of the Dark Lord Unircron what hope did he; a lowly soldier who just happened to be Megatron's younger brother have?
Wait a second… did he just say that I was more enticing then Megatron?!
There was a deep rumbling chuckle inside his head followed by a sinister voice. "You heard correctly, little flyer."
Savage's optics widen in both fear and shock which caused Unicron to chuckle again.
"You forget, my blood flows through your veins and I can hear your thoughts. Not only that, but there are many thing I can make you do." Unicron practically purred that last part.
Savage flinched as he felt the Dark Lord's claws graze his chest plates, leaving four long yet shallow cuts.
"I may not have need of information but like every mech, I do have needs." He hand slivered its way down to the smaller mech's panel.
The captive flyer's vent hitched as his panel was grasped by the dark lord, seconds later Unicron's face was inches away from his own, the back of his head bumped into the second Unicron's chest, the one holding him captive. The Unicron in front of him chuckled at his reaction and let go of his panel to run the back of his hand down the right side of his face.
"You fear me, yet you don't show it, interesting," He observed. "But I do have a question?"
"And that would be?" Savage asked, keeping his voice steady.
"Megatron infused himself with my blood to become powerful, I've looked through your memories and you have no desire to gain power, if so then why infuse yourself with my blood?"
"I-I," Savage cleared his throat. "I did it to save my brother."
The dark God lifted an optic ridge at this, his mouth quirking up in a evil smirk. He traced the edge of the mech's optic with a wickedly sharp claw and a thoughtful expression crossed his sharp, angular features. "Save him you say? Save him from what, little flyer?" he finally purred, leaning closer and pressing against him, invading his personal space.
Savage gulped and tried not to flinch at the touch, the overwhelming presence of the God in front of him. Unicron felt like an immovable mountain, a force so great, old and powerful that it can't be bent or pushed or moved an inch. This was frightening yet awe-inspiring as well and make him realize how truly insignificant he was in the presence of a God. The smaller mech was finding it hard to find his words and answer the dark Lord coherently.
"Save him... from himself. He is... What he's doing... its destroying who he is... Slowly but surely..." He finally answered, and as he expected, Unicron just started laughing, his voice coming from everywhere around him and not only the being in front of him. The echo lasted a long time after the being stopped laughing, filling the cave with echos that sent shivers run down the flyer's back, to look down at him like he was the most amusing thing in the universe.
"Megatron is far beyond saving. He gave me his spark a long time ago, and already it had been consumed and only cinders and ashes remains, little flyer. But you are welcome to try... this may prove... amusing." He taunted, smiling down at him like a predator to its helpless prey, or a scientist to a very interesting specimen. "His spark resides in the Pit, where it should stay for the rest of eternity with all of the Damned that had fallen under my will over the eons."
He rumbled the last words with a voice that yet again was coming from all and every directions at the same time, dark and powerful, chilling him to the bones, and his hands were everywhere on him, on his wings, on his back, his chest, his limbs, feeling, caressing, pulling and tracing edges and curves. He was no longer a corporeal entity but something much, much more powerful and ancient, despite keeping one of his Avatars up, the one standing in front of Savage. Evil incarnated, with thousands of bodies, of voices and of optics, all focused on one single insignificant Cybertronian fool enough to sought the Devil himself.
"You too shall join him and all the others that reside within the Pit, little Savage. Your spark is mine for the taking."
Savage swallowed nervously, he knew that his next words would either save Megatron or condemn them both for eternity.
"What-what if I trade my spark for his?"
"I already have your spark, little flyer. Unless... You have something else to offer me."
The Dark Lord's purple gaze lowered to Savage's panel before opening his own. A smirk appeared on his faceplated at the look of shock on the fliers face when his rock hard cable sprung free. The thing was... huge. It was very thick, large and ridged, looking almost like a weapon in itself, and it was throbbing already, purple energy seeming to be contained within rather then energon blood. Energy that was seeping through the slits and seam like living blood.
"Impressive, is it not?"
Savage was to stunned to reply, he was pretty sure that would tear him apart. How could a lowly Mortal live through being taken by a God? he would certainly die in the process... But he realized that, to save his brother, he was ready to lay down his life and forfeit it to the Dark God.
"Now... Open your panel and I shall consider sparing your brother's soul." Unicron purred.
Savage closed his optics, spark racing with fear, but he knew that he had to do this, for Megatron. Biting his bottom lip as he opened his panel, freeing his cable. He wasn't aroused much, but the thrill of seeing the God, of being wanted by a God, it was... it was making his cable harden and his valve produce lubricant.
"My, my. Gifted aren't you?"
Savage flinched when he legs were forced apart, he let out a small gasp when the tip of the Dark God's cable prodded the opening of his port. It was so big! A shudder of fear shook his frame, and he let out a little whimper.
"You're mine now, Savage and when I call for you to return to me, you will come."
Savage bared his teeth in pain as the cable slowly began to sink into his port, stretching him so wide he was sure he would be split in two, but it did not happen. Unicron was already halfway inside. Through the pain, he heard Unicron speaking.
"Will you come when I call."
"Yes." He replied as the pain increased with another shallow thrust from the God.
"To take what I will of you, without resistance?"
Savage knew that by agreeing with is terms, it would condemn him for all time. But as long as Megatron was safe, it would be worth it.
"Y-Yes..." Savage finally breathed, and cried out when the large, huge length pushed all the way inside him. Surprisingly enough he felt it bump to the end of his valve, and it was all the way inside. "HAAA! S-stop... it hurts..." He pleaded, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Unicron laughed, and his claws dug mercilessly in his hips, holding him still, his presence overwhelming and intimidating. "No protest, little flyer, or the deal is void..." He purred and thrusted upward, impaling himself inside the much smaller mech, feeling energon an lubricant coat his length. "I accept your offer... as long as you do everything that I demand of you." he purred in his audio, his voice merely a whisper but still filling the entire cave.
Savage bit his lips, tears staining his cheeks, wondering if he made the right choice... His port was torn and he was leaking energon and lubricant all over his own and his tormentor's legs. He cried and held on shakily to the other's shoulders, head thrown back and mouth gaping in a silent scream. "HA! M-master! Have... have mercy!..." He finally cried out when pain and pleasure became too much to bear and he felt like his mind was snapping like dry wood. He was filling inside and out, used, defiled in a way he had never thought possible, but he was wrong... he hadn't seen the worst yet.
Unicron was far from done. He laughed, and clawed at his toy's chestplates, coaxing it open, one last humiliation to bestow upon him as he took his own twisted pleasure. His own chestplates parted open revealing a putrid-looking, crimson red and ugly looking spark criss-crossed with thin, spiderweb-like black lines all over like an infected wound. Somehow, it looked almost... organic. Like some ancient and disgusting being trapped within the God's own body. it was a truly terrifying sight... And it was tinted with the purple energy and bathed in it, like the dark God's energon itself. "You are all mine little Flyer. I shall make sure that you can't merge with anyone else, nor share sparks with the one you truly love, for all eternity." He growled, and violently brought his old, malevolent spark upon the smaller blue one, tainting it with his evil, twisted essence.
Savage's optics widen and his mouth opened in a silent scream as his spark was forced to merge with the dark gods, he couldn't help but flinch away from Unicron's twisted presence as their sparks met, primus it was just like shoving the shard into his chest all over again but far more intense and personal, that intensity grew and grew until the flyer was overpowered by the menacing strenght and power of the dark god. it was like a door had been open into the Pit inside his own spark, and he could hear, smell and even /feel/ all of the Damned saprked that belonged to the Dark God. One of them was probably Megatron's... It almost sent him over the edge of insanity, and he barely held on by mere shreds.
His entire body was on fire and all he could feel was the twisted presence of Unicron and thousands of rotten, Damned sparks that resided within him, he sank his claws into his master's shoulders as he felt his overload approaching. A twisted, unnatural kind of Overload brought out mire by sheer terror and overwhelming kaleidoscope of emotions then by pleasure, even if the carnal side of the interface was making his body heat and respond despite himself. He kept telling himself that he was putting himself through this to protect his brother, he was making a deal with the devil to save Megatron's soul. That was all that held him from going completely insane...
"You are mine, little flyer." Unicron growled. "Body and soul."
Savage screamed as he finally overloaded, his vision began to darkness but the last thing he saw was the dark and twisted smirk of Unicron followed by the words. "You are mine, in both body and soul…"
Savage gasped as regained consciousness, his optics back to their normal blood red color, he sat up and looked around, he was still in the cave and Unicron was nowhere in sight. He then realized that his chest plates were ajar and he quickly closed them, he groaned as he stood up, body stiff. He looked at the small cache of dark energon and gasped when he saw Unicron face looking at him a twisted smirk, his voice soon filled the cavern.
"Never forget that you are mine, your body and your spark belong to me and to me alone."
"Y-yes… master." Savage replied, lowering his gaze.
"Good…"
When Savage looked up Unicron's face was gone and he was alone again, but he knew better he could still feel Unicron presences and he knew that he would escape the dark lord.
As long as Megatron is safe, it will be worth it. He told himself, but he wondered if selling his body and soul would be enough to appease the dark one.
-TBC-