Rainstorm felt like a beaten dog, but wasn't going to have her spirit broken. She tried to get back to her feet, only to be kicked forcibly in the side. Cringing to keep herself from yelling out, she hit the ground again. She moved to put a hand over her wounded side to keep it from receiving anymore injuries.
It wasn't going to be of much help as her entire chassis was dented and torn apart from her opponent. However by now, it seemed more like a one sided fight than an actual battle. It had in the very beginning with the two evenly matched, but having her rotor torn from her back and kept far away from her grasp, she was nearly defenseless.
Lifting her head, she panted to bring air into her heated systems. The air escaped before it could reach the overheated parts of her body. Internal wiring was now on the outside or on various parts of the floor.
She growled despite the pain she was suffering. Her blue optics lifting from the ground to look at her foe. A looming gray chassis with a vicious look on his face.
"You'd have to kill me before I'd submit to you," she snarled. Her blue optics narrowing as she had no desire to be submissive. To anyone.
"Oh, you'll submit as this torture wont ever end. You'll be kept alive. Denied death until you yield." The Decepticon above her smirked before he kicked Rainstorm again. Sending her back down to the ground. Enjoying the look of pain on her face.
"Your too stubborn for your own good." He walked closer to Rainstorm and grabbed her by her neck. Pulling her up to his gaze, he smirked. "Foolish little Autobot. Trying to prove she can be a Decepticon. It's a laughable idea!"
Rainstorm growled at Megatron for calling her an Autobot. She left that part of her behind! She would become a Decepticon if it was the last thing she'd do.
"I'm not...an Autobot!" Snarling, she pulled on her strength reserves to twist her body, slamming her feet into Megatron's chest.
She hit the ground with a crash when he let go. Her optics catching as he stumbled back, but didn't fall down. She cursed out in silence.
Moving painfully, Rainstorm tried to get back to her feet. Her body ached with it screaming at her to stop. She growled as she listened to her system for a moment. She knew she couldn't survive this for much longer.
Clutching her side, she buckled to her knees. Catching herself on the ground with a hand. She barely had the time to catch her breath before a fist slammed into her face, causing her to crash back down onto the ground. Her head knocking hardly into the ground.
Her vision was going hazy as her body was mere seconds from sending her into stasis. She growled and tried to get up, but Megatron put a foot down onto her chest to stop her from moving.
"Submit to me," he growled at her. Optics narrowing as he pointed his fusion cannon directly at Rainstorm's head.
"N...never..." She glared up at Megatron, but it wasn't as fierce as she wanted it to be. Her head dropped back down to the ground. She didn't have the energy to keep it up anymore.
Snarling, Megatron charged his canon up. He withdrew it from Rainstorm's head and let it power down. "Soundwave! Take this miserable pile of scrap to the med bay."
Turning, he walked away as Soundwave headed over to Rainstorm. The communications officer said not a word to his commander. He just did as he was told.
Picking up Rainstorm, he carried her out. While he carried her, his sensitive internal equipment picked up the thought waves going through the semi-conscious femma. He noted to tell Megatron the thoughts, but paused.
The thoughts were often reflected by many other Decepticons. Starscream in particular as the two now shared a common trait.
They wanted Megatron dead.