Quick Note before we begin!

I haven't been very active on Fanfiction, seeming how I was at a major writers block and had no idea's that seemed worthy of a story. Until now. This is my first one in a long while, and it's different from my Osmosis Jones writing. This is one of my newer crazes, and I apologize if some terms are incorrect. I did a fair amount of looking into some terminology but there still might be some mistakes. None the less, I did my best.

I hope you enjoy it, and please Enjoy not only my first Transformers story, but my first SLASH story.

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"Bumblebee! Look out!"

The small autobot jumped aside, just in time as a blast left a crater right where he was standing.

"Thanks Bulkhead!" Bumblebee said, "I owe you one!"

"I'll add it to your bill!"

Bumblebee shot at Shockwave with his stingers, weakining him slightly as the battle against the other Decepticons went on around him. He hoped this would be the last battle he had to do, hoping maybe if he put all his might into it, maybe he himself can end it. This war went on too long, today has to be the day for it to stop.

The lone asteroid they fought on was being scarred with each shot, each punch, each attack. Bumblebee was finally getting through to Soundwave, but it will be a while yet until Soundwave was too weak to fight anymore.

"Wheres Optimus!" Bulkhead shouted, fending off his own handful of Decepticons.

"Give him time!" Prowl then said, answering as he evaded a series of shots. "He will be here!"

Bumblebee was knocked aside with a tentacle, "well tell him we don't have all cycle! My stingers are doing nothing to this guy!"

"We have to fend them off ourselves!" Prowl shouted, while an explosion rang, barely scraping him.

Bumblebee huffed, and aimed his stingers once more. Yes, he trained years for this moment, but even then, he didn't seem strong enough to bring down even one Decepticon. His new armor attachments made it better for him when he had to take a blow, but he also felt that the bulkiness of the white metal attachments were slowing him down. No matter, he has to keep going until Optimus comes back. Him and Ratchet was getting The Key back from Megatron's base. Hopefully, with that key, Optimus can get the upgrade he needs in order to finish the overlord once and for all.

Where is Megatron anyway? Bumblebee thought. No sooner than he thought of that, the battle stopped. All the Decepticons, even the one he was fighting, has ceased fire, and proceeded to bow. Bumblebee swallowed, knowing it could only mean one thing.

Bumblebee looked up, to have a large tower of evil, loom over him and the rest of his autobot friends. In his hand, was Optimus, offline, and limp in the massive servos of Megatron.

All the autobots let out a gasp as megatron dropped Prime, letting him drop, thus creating his very own hole in the asteroid, serving as a bed for the fallen leader.

Bumblebee rushed over to Optimus, grabbing the large servo of his leader, and pressed his other hand to his chest plate. It was still warm, indicating that he was alive.

"Wheres Ratchet!?" Metalhead Demanded.

Megatron looked amused. "That old medibot? Hes in in rightful place alongside Primus."

Bumblebee only knew what that meant, it sent sparks of fury through him. He shot a storm load of sparks at the overlord, just so then Megatron can absorb them into his hand, a wild grin on his face.

"I see you never lost your spark, young bot," He said to him, a tone of amusement.

"Shut up! You'll pay for what you did to my friend!" Bumblebee shot more sparks at him, putting his all just to put a scratch in him. He didn't care that Megatron was three times his size, he was too angry to care.

Megatron swooped down, knocking Bumblebee back a few yards, the others came to him, helping him back on his feet. They didn't dare attack Megatron, not with their leader down.

"You suprise me little bee, I thought that after our last encounter, you would have put together you were no match for me."

The Autobots glared at him, confused on what exactly he meant, but Bumblebee knew. He knew more than anyone.

**flashback**

Bumblebee awoke on top of a table, not sure on how he got there. He didn't know where he was, but he knew it was dark. His night vision optics came online. It appeared that he was in some, medical room, but why? The very last thing he could remember was Megatron. Bumblebee was there when he awoke, right at the tower, hoping to find his friend Sari when the massive overlord broke free. Bumblebee was eluding him, in fear that Megatron would harm his friends as he called for backup. Right after the call was terminated, he blacked out.

Oh slag...

Megatron appeared in the room, the lights flickering on, causing Bumblebees optics to become overly stimulated, he had to shut down his optics and flick them back on, shaking his head.

"What do you know," Megatron started, "Shockwave was right. You awoke right on time."

Bumblebee was ready to fight in an instant, jumping up, but then realizing that we was strapped to a table. He couldn't wiggle free.

"My luck," Megatron continued as he proceeded to come closer, the door behind him shutting. "Who would have thought that the weakest of the autobots would be right where I needed him."

Bumblebee glared at him, "Forget it Megatron! You're not getting anything out of me! No matter what you do to me!"

This caused Megatron to let out a laugh; a dark humored laugh. "I don't want information, Bumblebee, I have all I need."

"Thats what...!"-Then it hit him-"Wait, how do you know my name? How much do you know!?"

"One question at a time little bot,"-Little, Bee thought regrettably, but not small enough to slip out and away... wow, I never thought I would ever say that...-"I know all I need to know, especially about you."

That horrified Bumblebee out of his processor.

"I watched you for a while young bot, and I have something very special planned for you."

"I am not joining you!"

"Join me? Though the thought has crossed, this plan doesn't require you to join me." Megatron released the bonds. "But first, why not a fighting chance."

Bumblebee instantly shot up, aiming his stingers at him, intending to hit him with a shock of a thousand storms, but ended up pointing his servos at him. It appeared that he couldn't access his stingers...

Megatron had a wicked grin on his face, "I apologize, I must have forgotten that shockwave has deactivated you're weapons."

Bumblebee couldn't believe it, so he tried again, and again. Neither time worked.

"Pathetic," Megatron swung his servo, sending Bumblebee to the ground with a hard thud. "You try so hard, but yet you fail."

"What did you do to me!?" Bumblebee screamed, he stood back up, determined to not go down without leaving a dent in Megatron's metal plating.

"More than you know." A swift movement later, Bee was pinned down on the floor, the giant beast overpowering him in both strength, and size. Bumblebee was still trying, despite the odds, to fight him off. His legs kicked, just to be pinned by the Decepticons leaders hips. A massive servo rests on the little neck of the yellow Autobot. "Question is, do you want to know?"

Bumblebee didn't really know if he wanted to know what he was doing inside of him. What he knew, however, is that this current position—him on his back, pinned down with a servo on his neck, the other hand supporting the Decepticon upright between his legs—made him very uncomfortable.

"Get off of me!" Bumblebee shouted, prying at the paw around his neck. It's no use, he's too strong for me alone...

"Very demanding for a little bot..." Megatron took the servo around his neck, and stroke the thumb under the yellow bots chin, sending strange emotions through the little ones circuitry. There were no words to this feeling... it was so strange... so... out of character...

"Stop it!" Bumblebee cried.

"Don't like it when others touch you? Strange, I pictured you a very touchy kind of bot."

This insulted Bee on a high level. "What is that suppose to mean!?"

He peered into the young bots light blue optics, his own optics narrowed, like it was the devils very own eyes. A wicked smile on his face. He cupped the face of the little bee, and forced their mouths together, causing Bumblebees face to become so hot, it could have sadder their lips together. His face turned a hot red while Megatron forced his mouth open, jamming his glosse down his throat. Conflicting emotions created friction in Bumblebees core, creating heat. He couldnt help but to feel the pleasure of the new sensation—a delightful sensation none the less. But he also felt sick, seeming how it was Megatron that was stealing away his virgin lips.

Dear Primus, what is he doing?

Megatron proceeded with the kiss, he took his spare servo and lowered it to his small, yellow chest plate, beginning to stroke it and fiddle with it. Bumblebee writhed and squirmed, moaning and yelling against his mouth, choking on the glossa as it intertwines with his own. Bumblebees mechanics were working hard to cool him off, He could feel Megatrons servos flipping a switch between his legs.

Bumblebee turned an even deeper shade of red as Megatron pulls away, and he saw his very own spike exposed, and slightly erect. It brought shame to Bee knowing that hes been getting aroused with all this.

"Good to know you're enjoying it," Megatron mocked, stroking the spike with his servo. Bumblebee let out a whimper. Having his spike touched like that, especially because it hasn't even been stimulated by himself, was unbearable. He uttered a plea through the stuttering whimper of pleasure.

"I don't believe you really want that," Megatron said, as he slipped his hand away from his spike, and lowers it down to his dripping port. Bumblebee let out a gasp as soon as a knuckle brushed against him. Bee kicked and pushed him away, He managed to get on his hands and knees and to begin crawling away, but Megatron grabbed his feet and dragged back. His servo pressed down on the little bees back, forcing his chest plate to the ground, his port in the air. Bumblebee whimpered while the digits on Megatron's servos toyed with the very entrance of his port.

"Why are you doing this to me!?" Bumblebee cried, his legs quacking in both fear, and anticipation.

"This is just the start, little bot," Megatron told him, pressing on the entrance. "I may as well enjoy myself before your conception."

Bumblebees eyes went wide as he turn his head to look at him. "Conception!? That's impossible! I'm a Malebot!"

"I can see that," Megatron confirmed, feels his spike that was now fully awake with utter arousal. "I didn't only disengage your weapons. Soundwave fitted you with a Reproduction tank, and a blank chip."

Bumblebee was shaking violently now. "S-so you mean..."

"Yes, you will bear my sparkling." His voice was a barely audible whisper as he forced his digit into the tight opening of Bumblebees port. The yellow Autobot cried out and moans as the digit wiggled around, prodding at his sensitive virgin walls. Megatron was pleased with this knowledge. He honestly never knew that this little bot was touched before. He was young, but with his delicate, adorable features, he wonders why no other bot had taken advantage of him before.

He slipped his digit out, a little 'pit pat' sounds echoing as the fluid dripped out of the tiny bee. Bumblebee's mind was yelling no, but his body was defying him, as he ached for an overload.

Megatron pinned him on his back once more, Bee's legs high and wide, to leave his port wide open for Megatrons's massive spike. Bumblebee's face was red and wet with teary fluid, begging him to stop. His wishes went ignored as Megatron pushed into him, breaking the seal, and the innocence. Bee let out a cry of pain, and pleasure. He didn't know which was more powerful. The large Decepticon lord showed no mercy as he forced his way in, his spike tearing at every sensitive wire in his system. Bumblebee's legs kicked and jerked, crying out as Megatron began with his first thrusts.

He was tight around the Overlord, gripping at him and rubbing on all the sensitive areas on his spike. The bot was so small, it felt as though he was thrusting into his very own reproductive tank. Megatron let out a growl as his hot spike thrusted harder in lust. Bumblebee was no nipping at his own lips, keeping from crying out.

Megatron looked him in the eyes. "Scream."

Bumblebee bit his lip harder, whimpering.

"I know you cant hold it back. Scream now, scream for your master."

"You are not my master!" Bumblebee shouted, his voice quivering with emotions.

Megatron practically forced himself through him. "Scream!"

Bumblebee couldn't handle it, he let out a scream. This scream lead to another, and another. Each thrust caused the little bee to whimper and cry and yell in pleasure and anger. Every scream brought him closer to his overload. With one more thrust, the bee released, sending him into a spasm of liquid, shocks, and and whimpering. Yet the monster hasn't overloaded himself, and he intended to hold it. The reaction was pleasing to watch.

Megatron continued his dominating, increasing his velocity as he sent the bee into a wild fit of clinging. Bumblebee was already exhausted, but he was overwhelmed with pleasure, that soon his spike was erect again. His hips were bucking along with Megatron's unwillingly.

"Keep screaming," Megatron demanded. "Let me hear you yell my name."

Bumblebee refused. Oh god, I'm going to overload again! He thought.

"Scream little bot," Megatron demanded once more, his thrusts becoming more powerful than the last. It was unbearable, to much for the virgin bot to handle. He just wanted it to stop.

"Megatron!" He shouted, pleasing the overlord immensely. "Megatron! Ah Megatron!"

He's toying with me... he's doing this to humiliate me and degrade me! And it's working!

It was close, Bee's second overload was on the edge. Dear Primus, make it stop!

Bee overloaded first, sobbing out Megatron's name as his own fluid coated him, as well as Megatrons fluid that filled him to the brim of almost cracking the reproduction tank. Bumblebee simply laid limp, he needed to recharge more than ever, but this... this made him to sick to even want to close his optics. He had caved into the overlord, he gave his virginity to this beast. And now, he's going to bear his sparkling.

Not long after the incident, Megatron had kept his little toy under heavy surveillance. Most of the other Decepticons had question his motives to let this bot bear a child, wondering why he didn't simply pick a fembot to take the honor. They didn't know that they're is not any females that are the same model as the little bumbling bee. Besides that, he was feminine enough. Megatron had to admit to himself, the bot was, in his own way, adorable.

Later on, as the sparkling grew inside of the yellow bot, Bumblebee made a break for it. He knew his friends were searching for him, but the shame he bore in his reproduction tank, he couldn't bear to face them. Not only did he have to hide from the searching Decepticons, he also had to hide from his own friends.

The sparkling grew larger in his body, the energon chemically reacting with the bees spark that gave it the energy to build itself. Bumblebee barricaded himself inside a cave as the day of the sparklings birth drew closer.

Bumblebee had to pry the child out himself. He couldn't undo his bolts to open up the spot where the tank would simply just lift out. Instead, he had to use his core strength to push it out. It felt like Megatron was inside of him once more, only with blades to cut him. Soon, Bumblebee held a little sparkling in his hands. It was the basic shape, it's other armor would have to come when it was older. It would need constant care as it grew, to repair and to build. But... as to Bumblebee's demise, he couldn't keep it. This was Megatron's son, his creation through rape.

He had to leave it in that cave to die...

**Present Time**

The memory rocked Bumblebee's processor with guilt. He had never told his friends of the incident, and he wished to keep it like that. But Megatron... he had other ideas.

"What's the matter little one?" Megatron asked mockingly. "Did you forget already? It has been several Steller Cycles..."

Bulkhead piped up: "What are you talking about Megatron!? What did you do to our friend?!"

This almost caused the Decepticon Lord to laugh. "You concealed the truth nicely, haven't you? Let's relieve the truth, and to strip the covers off your secret past, shall we Bumblebee?"

The Autobot's directed their attention to an unfamiliar face. It came to the side of Megatron, standing tall but still over powered by the size of him. The new face was young, and silver, while his amour was a dark grey like his masters, only with yellow strips that decorated the sides of his face. It kept its slender shape, even as a mass of two large stingers, and majestic jet wings bulked him up. One optic was a dark red, the other, a bright blue.

All the wires in Bumblebee's body heaved, simulating a 'heart' dropping. He almost fainted into recharge when those eyes looked down at him, a small grin on the young face.

All the other autobots looked at Bee, then at the other bot, then back at him, noticing, something similar about the two...

Megatron let free a satisfied, triumphant grin of evil. "Meet Lightningstorm: Our son."

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End Note:

I may continue on this on my own time, seeming how I ended on a cliff hanger. And hopefully this suited your liking.

For the time being, this is just a one shot until further notice.

Enjoy.