A Medic's Last Hope
Ch.1: The Legend of Chop-Shop
Sethblackwolf
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot and the idea of Chop-Shop
The Decepticons were ruthless. If you meet them in battle you have better hope you were either killed or you made it back to base to live another day. If you did indeed happen to be the unfortunate fragger then you better wish you die during the interrogation, lest they fix you up. There were a group of mechs more terrifying than Megatron. The Decepticon medics…
-Audio and Visual files recovered from Bluestreak-
The image was of a torture chamber, a dark mockery of a Med Bay. Everything about it defined how little the Decepticons cared about life. The ground, it seemed, used to be white. Now it was a swirl of dark pink and gray caused by dried energon and grime, respectfully. A groan was heard from the left and the visual panned to see a Decepticon pull himself off an energon soaked exam table. His medic just snapped at him to go to the wash racks as he grabbed a hose and rinsed of the table. The diluted energon splashed onto the dirty floor but the medic made no move to clean that up. It seemed that that was the extent of a Decepticon medic's belief in sanitation in the Med Bay. A low snarl came from the mech responsible for the recording. He was smacked for it.
"You're lucky that your voice box is damaged kid. I've had enough of your glossa." His attacker snarled. The video shook a bit as the recorder was shoved towards the medic. He slipped and fell on the wet floor. "Pathetic! Here Hook; Megatron wants him fixed up to survive another round of interrogation." The image was suddenly raised as the victim was dragged to his feet.
"Oh goodie…" The medic started to advance closer to the screen. There was shaking as the captive struggled to get away from Hook. A voice cut through the Med Bay.
"I'll take it from here, Hook. Your shift's over." The visual panned right to see a 'sore thumb'. This mech was all white with a grey face and a blue chevron. His optics were lava red. An easy, gentle smile appeared on the newcomer's face but both Hook and the captor shook in obvious fear.
"Sure Chop-Shop." Chop-Shop glanced at the guard with a small frown. The guard gulped and raced out of the Med Bay. Suddenly the image went up to the ceiling. Four clicks in rapid succession were heard. The medic's head came into view.
"The shackles are for your own good. We can't risk you flopping around and have me cut something I shouldn't, can we?" He raised a hand that transformed into a laser scalpel. The screen started to shake. Chop-Shop turned his attention from the scalpel to the bound Autobot. "I hope you understand that we have so little sedatives that we have to save them for the high ranking Decepticons." He brought the scalpel down. "It's a good thing that no one can hear you scream."
The next time the video came online it was to the sight of that disturbed medic. He was sprawled on the ground covered in energon against the Med Bay doors. It looked like he was drunk off High Grade but from what the captive could see, a path of bloody footprints led away from the table and straight to the medic and no High Grade. Chop-Shop raised a shaking, bloody servo to his faceplates. Their optics locked and Chop-Shop had a brief moment of sanity. There was regret and sorrow in those red optics. Just as quickly as it came it was gone. Chop-Shop's glossa came out and licked the energon off his hand. Suddenly, a resounding boom shook the base. Megatron's voice came over the speakers.
"The Autobots are on the attack!"
-Video Ended-
Chop-Shop was legendary among all Cybertronians for his warped and cruel bedside manner. He was also considered the best medic on Cybertron to both sides.
Autobots believed that he got that way because he was corrupted by Megatron to become a torturer as well as a healer. The Decepticon soldiers though that he was like that because he was Megatron's berth mate. The slag maker did not need nor desire to have a quivering femme as his pleasure drone. Of cource, no one said this in front of Chop-Shop. Anymech that did disappeared and the Decepticon Med Bay suddenly got a small shipment of spare parts.
Chop-Shop didn't so much as die but he did disappear in battle one day. He was running towards a downed Decepticon when the ground beneath him collapsed. They never did find his body.
It was quite a few centuries afterwards and everyone had forgotten what Chop-Shop looked like. Optimus Prime was briefing his new CMO, a white and red mech by the name of Ratchet.