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Megatron and Optimus Prime are brothers. Skywarp and thundercracker are brothers. Sound wave and his cassettes are creator and creation.

How long an orn and vorn and groon and breem and kilk and cycle is in my other story Creator's Pride.

OC Switchblade made by crossblade's switch.


"Com one, come all!" was what all the slave traders were shouting this orn. The war was over. The Decepticons defeated. The Autobots victorious. Now Decepticons were slaves.

"Just got a new shipment of 'Cons." A large mech said to the Autobot chief medic, Ratchet. "Looking for anything specific?"

"Yep" the medic replied "got one named Hook? He's a constructicon."

"Just got half a dozen constructions the other orn. I'll go get him." The large mech said as he walked into a back room.

All was quiet until a piercing shriek shattered the silence.

"Quiet, slave!" the large bot said as he re-entered the room-this time pulling a thrashing Decepticon with him.

It was Hook. His servos were chained behind his back and the large mech and put a mouth clamp on him to keep him from screaming.

"Sorry about him. I haven't been able to break him or his buddies, yet."

Hook whimpered.

Ratchet took a good look at the 'Con for the first time.

Hook was crying, and looked terrified. He had several dents, and scorch marks, showing he'd been beaten recently.

"Okay for him, it'll be about 6,000 discs. Constructions are expensive."

"Here you go." Ratchet said handing the large bot exactly 6,000 discs.

"And here you go" the large mech said as he roughly handed Hook to Ratchet.

Hook was sobbing now, wailing behind the mouth clamp.

"Disobedient slave!" the large mech hissed as he slapped hook across the face. It only made hook sob harder.

"It's alright; I'll handle him from here." Ratchet said, he didn't want the large mech hurting hook anymore.

Ratchet began to pull hook out the door.

"No, no please, no!" hook screamed, the words muffled because of the clamp. The green and purple slave was hysterical.

"Shh shh, be quiet hook" ratchet whispered trying to sooth the hysterical 'Con. "I won't hurt you."

Hook didn't cease his sobbing.


Starscream and his trine stood on a platform; they were heavily chain and were being shown to the mass crowd of Autobots. After all, the seekers were a price, they were beautiful slaves. Everyone would want them. Now, they were being bid for the highest price.

"6,000 discs." A mech in the crowd shouted

"8,500 discs" another mech shouted.

"10, 000 discs"

"25,500 discs" a femme shouted

Everybot at the bid went silent. 25,500 discs was a lot of money.

The femme who bid the 25,500 was a seeker. She was gold and ruby colours, and she had the blue optics of an Autobot. Sitting next to hurt was a cassette, similar to ravage in structure, but coloured differently.

"Does anybody out bid 25,500 discs?" the auctioneer and slave trader asked the crowd of Autobots.

Nobody responded.

"25,500 discs going once, 25,500 discs going twice, 25,500 discs going-"

"30,000 discs." Mech shouted. "But only for the blue and purple ones." The mech was short and red, with horns on his head.

"Will you out bid 30,000?" the auctioneer asked the femme seeker.

"no." The femme replied. She had no more than 25,500 discs.

"Very well" the auctioneer said "30,000 discs going once, 30,000 discs going twice, 30,000 discs going three times, and sold!"

The three seekers screamed. It was a loud audio receptor shattering sound.

"Silence slaves!" the auctioneer hissed as he cracked a whip next to their delicate wings.

They were quiet, except for Skywarp, who was now crying silently.

Three large mechs came on to the platform and began to pull the seekers in opposite directions.

"No, screamer, no!" Skywarp was shouting as he cried. He was shushed by thundercracker before the large mechs had a chance to punish him.

Starscream was brought to the gold and ruby Autobot femme. A look of horror and recognition on his face.

Once he was facing her she whispered something so quietly only he could here.

"It's good to see you again, creator."


Soundwave wanted to thrash and scream as he watched his cassettes chained, caged and sold to a seeker with red and gold colouring. The only thing that had surprised him more than seeing an Autobot seeker was seeing her opposed to caging his cassettes. Maybe she won't going to be a cruel master soundwave thought.

"Come on slave, keep it moving." A cruel slave trader said as she whipped him across the back. Soundwave grunted, but did not cry out.

"I expect you to be obedient to your new master, is that clear slave?"

Soundwave nodded. "Yes, miss."

The slave trader had pulled from his cell, saying that someone had finally bought him. Soundwave had been in that cell for 10 breems. He had been beaten until his will had been completely broken, now he was just another obedient slave.

"Here he is Blaster. It's about time someone bought him. I thought I'd have to deactivate the slave if someone didn't take him."

"No, that won't be necessary." Blaster replied "I'll take him at whatever price."

"I'd have to say about 4,500 discs. He has unique traits; even if he is a little battered he's still worth a lot."

Blaster nodded. "That is a fair enough." He said as he handed the slave trader the discs.

"He's all yours." The slave trader said as she pushed soundwave roughly towards Blaster.

"Thank you." He said to the femme and then to soundwave he said. "Hello soundwave."

Soundwave raised his optic brows. He had not heard his name spoken since his capture; he was always referred to as 'him' or 'slave' or 'it'.

"Come; let's get you out of this wretched place."


Megatron screamed at the top of his vocal processor as another wave of electricity shot through him.

He had only been captured a few joors ago, and no one had yet succeeded in breaking him.

"Megatron" Optimus prime spoke "brother, please stop this senseless fighting. It is only causing you pain."

"Never. I will not be someone's slave. I rather go offline." Megatron panted.

"Have it your away, Decepticon scum!" Ironhide shouted as he pulled a lever that made another 100,000 volts of electricity jolt through the 'Con.

Megatron screamed in pain as his body jerked and twitched.

After a few cycles of watching Megatron scream in agony, Optimus ordered Ironhide to stop.

"Enough Ironhide." Optimus prime said, he couldn't watch his brother be tortured.

Ironhide pulled the lever again to stop the flow of electricity.

Megatron went limp in the electric chair, panting.

"Prowl will be good to you." Optimus said pleading with brother "I would have you as my own slave, but treating you like one would be too hard for me. And we've both agreed not to tell anyone else of our relations. So it's either you go with prowl or you stay locked up in here for the rest of you orns."

Megatron was still panting. "Just kill me." His voice was raspier than usual.

"I can't do that Megatron. Fighting in battle is one thing. But an execution is another thing entirely. I will not have you executed brother."

Megatron groaned.

"You want me to give him another jolt?" Ironhide asked Optimus.

"No, he's had enough for today." Optimus sighed "you may go now Ironhide."

"Yes, sir" Ironhide replied, saluting Optimus as he did, and then he was gone.

"How bad is the pain, Megatron?" Optimus prime asked his brother once he was sure they were alone.

Megatron didn't answer, just continued to pant.

"I'll have to come back later Megatron. The electrocution won't stop until you submit. So you might as well give up."

"Never."


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