Chapter 1 Arcee
Arcee looked down at the dark metal appendage that had speared her torso. The grey metal had caved easily. Bright, precious energon ran forth when the massive Insecticon yanked it's pincer out of the struggling femme and used his other arm to knock her away.
The Autobot femme landed on her feet, clutching the wound while her other arm continued to fire at the beast who gave a wailing screech when one of the white blasts scorched his twisted face and seared his red optics. Transforming with a whir of noise it took to to the sky in its beetle-like alt mode and retreated.
With a groan Arcee sank down, her knees lightly denting the rusted terrain when she hit. "Knockout, I need a ground bridge." After a klik she got a buzz of static in her audios. "Frag... Too far out." How far she pursued the Insecticon? Even with her optics zoomed to the maximum all she could see was rusted flats and dust particles that obscured her view. This was why the sea of rust was off limits. She looked down at her body and gasped. It was worse than she thought. Her vision was lined with a persistent flashing red. Energon was dangerously low.
Transforming, Arcee tore the metal even further drawing another curse from the annoyed femme. The blue motorcycle ripped off over the flats, ignoring the flashing diagnostics at the corner of her gaze. There was no way for her locate the base or even discern the direction. The sea of rust had her locator completely fragged. The most she could do was keep going in the same direction until she escaped the rust. As long as it didn't go on for too long she'd make it out and then get a ground bridge straight to the med bay...
Megatron offlined the Insecticon with little more than one swipe of his talons. Severing its pathetic head from its pathetic chassis was all too easy. He didn't even need to waste energon. He nearly turned away from the leaking, sparking corpse but his optics picked up on a brighter energon source, coating the end of the beast's curved pincer. He lifted his dark violet optics and scanned the rusted flats before him. What fool was out there? Without overly processing it he transformed and shot out over the land with a flare of powerful afterburners...
Of course, it was THAT one. Megatron landed heavily as he transformed once more, denting the metal surface of Cyberton and shaking the ground. Of all the stubborn, Decepticon hating, angry and bitter Autobots, this tiny femme was easily the worst. The two wheeler was even smaller to him now that Unicron's essence had increased his size once more.
Suddenly she was online. Her bright optics widened as they focused on him before she lifted her twin blasters and shot a line up his chassis. The depleted blasts of weak energon did nothing to him... In truth, he didn't even feel a sting and just continued to watch her, frowning. Energon leaked from her wound at a steady pace and if the pool around her meant anything, there wasn't much left in her.
When her blasters failed her, she slowly, painfully transformed and shot away from him with squealing tires. For a moment Megatron watched her disappear into the rust, wobbling recklessly. If she desired to die out there, it was her choice, but the thought churned in his processor for a few kliks before he leapt up with a powerful thrust and transformed into his Cybertronian flyer alt mode once more.
Megatron caught up with her easily. She hadn't got far, as he already knew. She was sprawled face down this time, her alt mode abandoning her along with the last of her energon. He landed at her feet before kneeling down over her. He flipped her over with one curved talon and scanned her. Blue optics opened immediately but the ability to move was already gone from her as last of her power drained away. "Leave... Me." Not much in the way of dying words but he knew his faceplate was the last thing an Autobot wanted to look upon at the point of offlining.
"You are on the verge of offlining, Autobot." Megatron explained as her optics dimmed. "Despite what you may believe, I no longer mean the Autobots harm. And I am more than capable of repairing you, more competently than many trained medics." The femme didn't speak merely strained to transform once more, her optics flaring up with the last of her energon. No doubt fuelled by her hate alone. She even managed to sit up part way and lift an arm, aiming down a rattling blaster at him.
"I said leave me alone, 'Con! I would rather DIE! Than... Th-than..." Arcee's audials failed her as she fell back, still straining to transform and escape the bot baring down on her, but her vision was flickering. All she could see were those cruel servos reaching for her, like something out of her worst recharge cycle. "St-stay back, Unicron!"
"Unicron is gone, Autobot." Megatron replied, his patience quickly wearing away as he ignored her and leaned down closer to the much smaller bot. Hers optics shuttered completely as her body stilled with a rush of air through slim vents. The wound was deep. She'd been speared all the way through. He looked to his arm and used a talon to pry open a panel there, and then carefully hooked his talons deeper, past the thick metal under his armor. Ignoring the pain easily, he pulled metal back and revealed the mass of thick cords, metal and wires.
The sharp points of the talons Unicron had given him actually made the process of digging out the wires on her that much easier. The wires were smaller and wound tightly around her substructure but were nearly the same as his own and he quickly pulled forth the thick energon line inside the tear in her midsection. From there on it was simple, basic medical procedure. Their detached lines linked together easily, with a slight magnetic pull as Megatron curled his servo around her upper body. She was already in a stasis lock. Almost like a vacuum, the energon was pulled straight out of his lines. If he were a smaller bot the procedure would be dangerous, deadly even but he was no average mech. His energon reserves were well beyond the norm.
It was no more than a few kliks before Arcee's back arched off the ground, her chassis twitching violently. Megatron used his other servo to lock down her lower chassis, his claws digging into the the rusted ground around them. He already knew what was happening. The dark energon was warring with what remained of her own. He'd already experienced it. It was no more than another klik before her body stilled under his hold. Carefully Megatron moved to wrap his servo tightly about her midsection, effectively trapping both her arms. He tightened his hold on her legs and couldn't help but process a dark thought. Tearing her completely in half wouldn't even strain his rotator cuffs... Though it would really be a waste of precious fluids...
The femme came to life with a metallic groan, her optics snapping open and slowing brightening to a luminescent blue. They widened in horror as she looked down at herself. Violet light snaked over her superstructure as the dark energon quickly surged toward her spark... That's when she started screaming...
"Noooooo!" Arcee screamed as pain ripped through her systems like a burning wave. "Stop it now!" The energon flowed out quickly once it surrounded her spark and he watched in fascination as her the glow of her optics darkened to a violet that matched own. Said optics snapped up to his faceplate and he met them with a look that was almost... Pitying. "You disgusting, evil, horrible excuse for a mech! How dare you...You-"
"Save your spark?" Megatron finished for her with a question.
"Release me! NOW-" The last word was cut off with as a terrible, screeching cry of pain erupted from the small femme, her chassis all but thrashing in his hold. Megatron watched as her superstructure lit up fully with purple light.
The moment Megatron released her, she sprang away from him. Bright violet optics bore into him with a promise of violence before she transformed and sped away as fast as her two wheels would allow. The wound on her midsection was completely healed. What he didn't understand was how she was even awake... His original dark energon infusion had been much more... Devastating. He carefully reattached his energon line, without even feeling a twinge at the loss of energon. He smoothed the metal back into place, knowing it would regenerate quickly before snapping the panel in his armor closed. What would the other Autobots think of their little femme now? He processed darkly, not sure why he had helped the ungrateful, little scrap.
Megatron actually faltered and lifted a servo to his helm when a small pained cry bloomed in his processor, not his own. An image flashed before his optics. It was of Darkmount. His very home? Why would she... Another flash of his throne room and he knew before she even finished processing it. Without thinking twice he transformed and rocketed up into the dark sky. She was already at Darkmount! How she could have possibly escaped the sea of rust that fast, on wheels, was beyond his reasoning. With a boom that sounded like a crack of thunder he shot to supersonic speed, towards his... Former fortress. 'Blood of Unicron... My link to Primus...' small, broken thoughts whispered in his processor. His optics zoomed in on the ledge she was racing toward. She didn't even pause, in fact she sped up and launched herself off the edge, transforming as she fell toward the massive well of molten metal. 'Optimus..' The only thought she processed from then on.
It was almost slow motion for Megatron as he sped toward the falling Autobot. The nose of his Cybertronian flyer hit her at her legs, making her slam hard against the cannon mounted there, he slowed sharply and shot up to the thrown room with the groaning Autobot sprawled across his alt mode. She rolled away for him the moment he transformed and she lay there, clutching the damage at her mid section and legs. "Leave me be, you loathsome Decepticon!"
Megatron laughed as he stood over the trembling femme, "that's not to be, Arcee, you foolish femme. You would dare try to waste my precious energon?" Her now violet eyes widened before glaring at him hatefully.
"You... You sicken me! I TOLD you to leave me be!" She declared, unable to hide the angry confusion in her optics.
"No one commands Megatron, you insignificant femme." Megatron snarled the words, moving a step closer, but suddenly she gripped her helm, her eyes flickering as she scrambled away from him. Megatron leapt toward her and caught her up in one servo before she could even process well enough to try and fight him. The energon pulsed painfully through his system and before he knew it he'd hooked a talon around the thick energon line at her midsection and then dug into his forearm once more.
"Megatron, you fragging glitch! I-I'm already healed! Don't need anymore!" But her shout fell on deafened audios as she struggled in his hold, no idea what was about to happen to her...
