Starting a compilation for my Scorpid Verse that actually pertain to the main verse. Probably will slow updating, and probably more written as oneshots that may or may not fit in the correct order. If not I'll state where they come in whether before or after chapters already present. This is and always will be the start though. Hope it's enjoyable, reviews and questions are always appreciated.I do not own Transformers, I just like to mess with them~
Warnings for not so nice things in first chapter
It was dark, for there was no sky where the mecha of the Underground resided. It was cold outside and the only heat came in the form of exotic materials that each home was decorated with. The homes in turn appeared to outsiders as a city of ruins and nothing more unless one were to take a closer look and see the hidden cleaned up walkways.
The ruins hid a small palace in their midst that could only be found through investigating of the ruins first. It appeared to be in better condition than the ruins that surrounded it though was not much different from the other residencies' inner workings. The palace is where the mecha of the Underground's Queen resided with their King if they had one such as this one.
Sheer fabrics swayed with an uncommon breeze from a decorated balcony that led into the Queen and King's berthroom and aroused the Queen into wakefulness.
"Love?"
A delicate yet no less dangerous servo reached out to the other side of the berth where his King should have been resting. The space was cold to the touch and caught the groggy Queen's attention as he gazed at the cool empty space.
White optics beyond a clear visor stared from the space and over to the sher curtains lining the exit to the balcony, where they'd gone still after his waking. He knew not where his King might have gotten to as they hadn't been as close as he'd have liked; the other remained distant from him even though the other had said he loved him.
A soft sound came from behind him where a crib stood, and broke him from the trance he was in. He'd just given birth to a set of healthy twins and was still weak from the event but found energy in himself to rise and see to his young. He'd only glimpsed his King briefly after the birthing right before he'd gone into recharge and was quite unimpressed with his disappearing act.
He briefly stretched out and let his tail uncoil from his frame so he could properly get up.
His Horde had been ecstatic upon the twin's birth, both healthy and active scorpiis that had way too much energy for the Queen to handle right away though he did try his best. With the good news of his twins, the rest of his Horde would start bearing their own scorpiis now with their Queen's blessing.
The Queen smiled at the thought of many young scorpids running around and felt a small thrill go down his spine with his own among them.
The sheer curtains began to sway again as though trying to warn the Queen before it was too late. The chill the fabric let into the room went straight to the Queen's spark as he neared the crib and a sudden dread rose within him as the sounds turned more pained.
On the inside edge of the crib he could see, he could clearly make out energon spatters. His motions and steps became unsteady as he grew closer and could finally see one infant already grayed in the crib. The other lay half curled around his deceased twin, shuttering in pain and most likely trauma.
Quickly he scooped up the still online twin and cradled him close, and cooed softly as the infant started to gray at the tips of his pedes and helm fins. He wouldn't let him fade if he could help it, and if it were a lost cause then he would make sure his last scorpii was not alone in his final moments.
He gently moved a blanket to cover the other's offlined frame and placed one of the small toys next to him as he tried to comfort his twin. The deathblow appeared to be a broken neck. An adult could easily survive such an injury but not a young scorpii who'd barely lived a full day. The energon looked to just be a distraction to catch attention and not actually from any wounds inflicted, as neither twin held any form of laceration or abuse. The twin in his arms in fact held no injuries and was probably just expected to follow his twin's death out of trauma.
Desperately he wrapped another blanket around the twin in his arms to warm him as he suddenly felt the little one's armor begin to go cold.
With a last bid to save the twin, the Queen let his chest armor slide back to reveal his spark and held the tiny frame closer to his exposed life force in hopes to jumpstart the other's weak systems. He'd slumped down to the floor, his tail limp as he focused on the tiny scorpii in his arms and how it's weak life force began to slowly but steadily strengthen.
He smiled weakly at the small success though couldn't help the tears that streaked down his face from the loss as well. He huddled over his now unsteadily recharging scorpii. He may have saved him but he was going to need to remain close for some time until he could be able to be on his own with no side effects.
That only left the question of who had snuck in and done such a thing. Everyone in his Horde knew he'd be resting in his weakened state. His guard, Trailbreaker, would normally remain by his side but with his King there he should not have needed him, which left only one answer to his question.
The cold breeze crept in again but this time on his side as he felt the sudden presence at his back attempt to creep up on him.
His optics went blank as he stared back up at the traitor looming over him. "My love," the Queen stated in a blank tone, not giving away his suspicions even though he felt the other already knew them.
"This was rather unexpected," His King spoke, though to no one in particular as he let his tail arch over his helm before he let it strike down in hopes to kill both Scorpids.
Expecting it when he'd seen his King's tail move into striking position, the Queen quickly shifted over enough to take the hit alone directly to the right of his spark. "Such hatred my King holds for me," he bit out harshly, acid dripping from his words as he let his own tail flick out at the other and just nick his side as his King had realized his error and attempted to jump back.
"You shall regret your actions, my King." The Queen rose to face his King steadily as he took care to hold his young one close to his still-exposed spark. His tail arched back and flared in aggression, its armored spikes flexed in a manner to provoke right before he let it strike at his King's face.
His King attempted a bad dodge and ended up with some nicked cables along his neck. He'd obviously known he'd made a mistake in killing one of the scorpiis and then trying to kill the other while still in his arms as his King had beaten a hasty retreat from their berthroom.
The Queen had figured out that his King had only wanted his position in ruling his Horde, yet the fool didn't know the first thing about tending to the people. He never would have made it even if he had succeeded in offlining him and his lineage.
Calmly he followed after his King's retreating form and made sure he did not jostle his young still in his arms as he did. He passed by a several guards along the way, who balked at his appearance before they quickly moved into step with him.
Trailbreaker was the first to follow; he'd frowned at the stream of energon coming from the deep gash next to his Queen's spark and glanced worriedly at the lone bundled scorpii in his arms pressed close to the exposed spark. He remained silent as he walked a few paces behind and to the side of his Queen; five other guards had followed his lead as they passed and made their own assessment of the situation.
The retreating King they'd witnessed earlier was who they gathered had started the whole thing. Each of their armor flared the closer they felt they were to the wayward King and, they hoped, some justice. They trusted that their Queen already had the answers to the questions that went through all of their processors and they would follow whatever order given.
They made it out of the Queen's palace and to the main entryway where other scorpids walked around and lived their lives, not realizing what had just taken place within the palace walls.
A ruckus further up though caught the attention of the guards and quickly had them moving in that direction to find a creator scorpid on the ground, having been shoved over to distract from the King making his escape.
Trailbreaker gritted his denta as he glanced up and made optic contact with their ex-King; the other merely smirked back at him before disappearing into the crowd beyond as he was left to help the creator up and make sure everyone were uninjured. With a glance back at his Queen, he knew the other had seen the King's smirk as he continued to stare where their ex-King had last been seen.
The Queen walked over to the group around the downed creator and knelt down to sit beside him to check the other over himself to make sure his King had left no marks on one of his Horde.
His Horde had started to gather around him as they began to notice the lack of one of his twins and the state their Queen was in. Slowly the story was expressed through the bond he shared with his Horde and soon all of them had their own forms of anger and betrayal written across their faces. He quickly soothed their pains with the knowledge that he'd managed to save one of his twins and that they would not let this bring them down, even though internally he would never forgive himself for not being able to protect his little scorpiis.
Trailbreaker moved to his Queen's back to act as a rest if he needed it, "My Queen," his visor blazed as he looked down into his Queen's white optics, "What would you have us do?"
Finally the Queen found his composure beginning to crack as he stared back at his most loyal and trusted guard. He cast his optics back down to the still recharging form in his arms and blindly sought out his guard's clawed servo for stability. His servo was firmly yet gingerly held in his guard's large servo and he calmed, "Find him."
He looked back up to meet his guard's gaze and received a firm nod in understanding, "As you wish." The sight of his guard pounding his other servo over his own chest in obedience was welcomed as he heard the telltale signs of the rest of his Horde following in Trailbreaker's wake.