AN: Okay, sorry if this is in graphic detail to sensitive minds, buuut I wanted to write about if the Autobot guardians cracked, as if the Cons' went too far and hurt or attack their humans, I wanted to toy with their individual personalities.
But hey, there's always the dark side to a light mask.
My first victim(and your all gonna hate me) BEE!
Because he's the cutest and nicest. I'm not including Optimus and ratchet or the wreckers because They aren't official guardians.
Also….
Airachnid denilffo….cause I hate the bitch, loved tailgate, my favorite next to Skyhammer and Bee.
The sound of Bees engine roared loudly like a cybercat as Raf and the young Autobot sailed down the dusty Nevada road, loud techno music blasting out of Bees speakers, geeks til' the end, right? Dust shot us as they sped down the abandoned road, the white lines faded and almost yellow from the dessert like biome. It was a hot day, the usual for Nevada and no creatures were in sight, either too hot, too drowsy or too far away to be near the two brotherly friends.
Raf, being the rebel he was, was sat in the front, his arm lazily resting on Bees door, his hand stroking his sleek metal friend, of course being metal, the cybertronians would've been hot to the touch…if they weren't going at least a good three or four times over the speed limit, that was. The hot air soon turned into cold refreshing waves and flicks as it caressed the sports cars outer frame, hitting the front and exploding around his light colored chassis.
They had decided to got to the nearest lake to have a good cool off, and totally not teach his metal friend how to swim. That would be stupid. Ratchet had suggested that they take the groundbridge, but it was far too hot and Raf honestly hated the thing, sure it was pretty and coulorful, not to mention a really amazing piece of technology. But, it did leave organica feeling as if they had been split up into thousands of atoms, transported somewhere else, rebuilt and plonked at whatever place they were set to go….which was basically what happened, but the cybertronians, being too big, apart from Arcee who did comment about the first time she went through, to notice what happened. Of course they knew what happened, sure Ratchet was the smaretest, but they were giant machines, that would be like sparkling science to them….apart from Bulkhead, he got it, just not in the way you would expect.
Laughing lightly at his suggestion, they had decided to drive to the lake, happily enjoying their two people vacation. Or so they thought.
About a quarter of the way to the lake, they had realized they were being followed.
Frowning, Raf turned to Bees mirrors.
"Hey, Bee' who's that?" He questioned, being the human that had had very little to none contact with the cons, didn't know the deep red car that had been following them for about three miles.
Be replied with a cold hatred filled voice "Knockout…."
At that point.
Oh, at that point.
The deep red car sped towards the two, almost as if he had two engines propelling him forwards, his black tyers spinning too fast to even look like they were moving. Dust skimmed across the over buffed exterior, the soft glow of his lights shining off of him as if he was a radiant God that needed worshipping. He practically spewed out self loving and snobbishness.
And this god, was gaining, fast.
"Raf! When I say jump!" Bumblebee beeped hurriedly.
"Wha-" the young genius didn't even get a chance to comprehend the auto bots request.
"JUMP!"
In one quick movement Bumblebee transformed, his metal parts moving gracefully, slipping easily into each required area, gears changing, limbs moving. He shot into the air, raf fall-ahem- flying into the air as the Bot' transformed, a look of terror and confusion etched upon his young face. Bee' caught the child, turned round his body and slid down the road, sparks shooting out as his peds came into contact with the hot ground.
Looking into his cupped servos, he whirred a worried question to the youngling in his servos.
A clawed servo swiped his young friend out of his servos before Raf could answer.
He was thrown roughly to the ground, his head coming into contact with the ground, glasses snapping in half like a pencil.
A strangled cry was all the horrified cybertronian needed.
A deep guttural, broken voice was heard.
Rafs eyes widened.
"You…..a-ree…go..ingg…to die."
Knockouts optics could only widen before the servo grabbed his neck.
His optics trailed to the young Autobot pet.
They were terrified.
And he realized with horror.
They were terrified.
For him.
His red optics trailed back to the to be met with bright red optics narrowed in pure, utter, uncontrollable rage. And with a loud roar of anger, Knockout was thrown into the air roughly, caught again so that Bumblebees digits were round the front of his neck and his helm harshly surged towards the nearest Boulder.
Crack!
Crack!
Slam!
Smash!
The sound of rock breaking echoed thoughout the area.
Dazed, the injured medic scrambled hurridly from the enraged Autobots grasp, using his elbows and peds to push away from him. His helm was wide open, wide enough to see the clear glow of his processor. Luckily cybertronians were uncapable of CPU damage. But it wouldn't stop the Autobot.
Clenching his fists the Autobot slowly walked towards him.
Clunk.
Clunk.
Clunk.
Clunk.
Thud.
Red, narrowed optics surged towards him.
That was all knockout saw before…
Before pain.
"Knockout?!"
"Frag!"
"Oh frag, oh Primus- I'm gonna purge!"
Energon stained the usually sandy desert.
Knockouts helm was wide open, his spark raised up to the heavens to see, a large gash in his hip joints and his right leg a mangle of wires energon and metal. His right optic missing, torn out by a blunt item…
Almost…
Like a…
Digit.
Breakdown gulped, not that he needed too, but he still felt the contents of his last meal begging to come out.
"Come on partner, let's get you fixed up."
AN: Don't kill me! Knockouts not dead! Just terribly mutilated….that's all. Anyways…
How do you think I should do Bulkheads and Arcees mental breakdowns of rage? I have the idea of Arcee making a big terrifying show to Autobots and Cons' alike cause everyone hates that spiderbitch….well I do. For Bulkhead, I also have the idea of him like breaking half a forest in his protective father like rage over Miko.
What do you think?
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