This little piece right here is a very special gift for Namekiansgottalovethem for being such a trooper with dealing with my lateness and for being generally being awesome :p I had a lot of fun writing this and will probably make this my side project (along with the other four billion ''side projects') As always I do not own anything and any reviews critiques or general enquirers will be treasured
Chapter 1 The house don't make a home
The prison Rung worked and lived in was not an overly popular one. Nicknamed 'the lost light' because of how 'lost' it was, filled with lost mechs and so far out in space surrounded by nothing but asteroids that it wasn't uncommon for the prison to be lost among the higher ups.
As out of sight and out of mind as a prison could get. Much like it's resident psychologist.
So naturally most of the inmates were the kind of mechs the administration 'just wanted to forgot' from the regular type of low level criminals like a small mini-bot caught running an illegal bar.
To the stranger type like the amnesiac who managed to cause five thousand shanix worth of damage in a Iaconian mall he had showed up.
And finally the more down-trodden kind that just didn't have anywhere else to go, like a war veteran who just wouldn't back down from a fight.
Rung lived on site and he enjoyed his work, he helped his patients and dare he say it 'friends' as best he could, he was even quite proud of his prowess in the field and strived for the best results…
But looking at the file on his desk he felt his confidence waiver.
a mug shot showed a very handsome mech, chiseled features and large sensory horns caught the optic quickly and distracted from the expression of pain on his faceplates and the cold hatred in his red optics.
Rung swore those optics made him feel small and he quickly realized he was staring at this mech far longer than was really necessary. He returned to scanning over the file for the fifth time.
Fortress Maximus: war build
Alt mode: Tank
Previous employment: Warden on Garrus 9
Known psyical ailments: None
Known mental ailments: severe PTSD
the large treads that Rung had seen n the picture helped confirm just how large he was going to be, nearly everyone in the prison (besides Ultra Magnus) was either average height or a mini-bot.
But it wasn't just how the newest prisoner looked or how big he was that made him nervous and he could deal with having an exceedingly good looking patient, he wasn't a sparkling who would succumb to such a sordid (not to mention illegal) affair. Unlike some workers he knew..
No it was what had been done to this mech and what he had done in return that made him nervous.
Charges include
Assault on officers
Resisting arrest
Resisting to co-operate
Assault and battery
First degree murder
Rung swallowed, his patients problems weren't small in their own right but to have a subject who so obviously suffered a very severe and very possibly dangerous mental illness...He didn't know if he was good enough for that.
Luckily there was an explanation of the corresponding events underneath in a more informal manner that Rung read through avidly, absorbing every word given to try and understand his new patient better, if he could figure out the reasoning and the motivations behind his brutal attacks it would only strengthen his treatment.
As he read into more detail what had occurred on Garrus 9 Rung felt his optics fill up and took a moment to compose himself.
Fortress Maximus had been a warden in a sister prison complex when a mob boss called Overlord had taken over the institute from the inside, when Fort Max he had been kidnapped and tortured in his own prison for nearly three years, two months and ten days before the council noticed something was 'off' about the prison.
Overlord had been captured but the court case ended in a 'not guilty' setting him free to continue running his gangs, many suspected the case had been rigged from the start.
Rung remembered a group of guards and prisoners placing bets on the verdict when a sharp tongued Cyclonus had told them in plain terms that it was a waste of time.
Rung wiped his optics moving his glasses with the top side of his digits, the spectacles nearly slipped off his nasal ridge and he leant back quickly to catch them.
'Nice save Doc.' an echoed voice said. Rung snapped his optics open to see one of his more gentle patients looking down at him from the vents, a small smile on his face and dust and grime sticking to his faceplates.
'Skids what are you doing there?' he asked quickly shutting the data-pad off. Skids laughed before winking at his psychiatrist.
'Just a 'lil' trip to the canteen and back, don't worry I'll drop some energon candy onto your desk for you.' he grinned. Rung would of alerted someone to help get Skids down but it had been far too long since he'd had some candy...
'Be careful my friend and please don't get in trouble with the Magnus again.' he pleaded as Skids crawled on towards the canteen. Rung sighed returning to his work feeling emotionally drained.
When he flicked the pad back on he stared at the picture, he wondered what that face would look like smiling with optics full of happiness and love instead of hate and despair. Rung stared back before reading back over what had happened for the sixth time.
He may not have experience with someone as traumatised as Max but he was going to do his fragging best for him, he would use his fear and turn it into dedication to help this mech heal!
His comm system beeped him out of his inner thoughts and he cleared his vocaliser before answering. 'Rung speaking.' he said clearly, tidying his desk.
'Hey Rang, it's Rodimus. The new prisoner just arrived and he's getting all up in Ultra's grill for some reason.' Rung got up quickly grabbing a data pad and his ID card before rushing to the prison entrance.
'Yes sir, I'm on my way, please try to keep calm and keep your distance from him sir!' he stammered as he side-stepped some faceless guards.
He had hyped himself so much for meeting Fort Max that he'd forgotten about the rest of the mechs who shared their new home. Rung picked up the pace, praying that his idiot commander didn't cause another riot.
Sorry for it being short I always have trouble with the start ups haha :3
