Main Characters:
Crusader (Decepticon femme Commander)
Blaze (Decepticon femme second-in-command)
Viper (Decepticon soldier)
Vertigo (Decepticon soldier)
* means comm talk.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers but Crusader, Blaze, Viper and Vertigo are mine :P
Warning: This chapter may seem a bit dark but it does get a little lighter so bear with me.
Character focus: Crusader
Chapter 1 - Hurt
'Crusader,' spoke a quiet voice.
The blue and black femme seeker glanced around, soon releasing whose voice it was.
'Hmm? Oh hey, Blaze. What's the matter?'
The red and black figure fidgeted.
'They don't trust us,' she stated.
Crusader looked away and cycled her vents. 'Of course they don't. We are Decepticons after all.'
'But I don't understand. We haven't attacked them or anything.'
The Decepticon femme Commander closed her optics, trying to calm herself. She'd spoken about this with the other femmes before but none of them seemed to fully understand. They were Decepticons.
'Would you trust your enemies?' she asked, trying to think of a way to explain it once again.
Blaze's gaze went to the ground. '...No.'
'Exactly,' Crusader said, folding her arms and leaning back against the cell wall. 'Just give them time. I'm sure they'd realise soon enough that we're no threat.'
'I hope so,' the other femme replied, going to sit in a corner.
The taller seeker stood up and went to the cell bars. Yes, taking caution when your enemies seek for your help is understandable but is it really necessary to lock them up for two whole Earth days? She thought, shaking her head in disgust.
'You two okay over there?' she called out to two other femmes in the opposite cell.
'Oh yeah, we're fiiiinnnee. Being stuck here is absolutely wonderful, Crusader. I'm enjoying myself immensely.'
'Don't start with me, young lady! Being locked up here is bad enough so don't give me your slagging attitude!'
The purple and grey femme evilly grinned. Crusader sighed. Viper was a great fighter but being rude was one of her flaws.
'Vertigo, help me out please?'
The other femme sighed. She was too tired to get involved in any of this. She was an experienced warrior and had killed many stronger mechs with her swiftness and agility but something about younglings, especially a youngling named Viper, was too much for her. To Crusader's dismay, her white and green shoulders shrugged.
'Sorry Crusader. You're on your own,' was the only response.
'HAHA!' the younger bot laughed.
Crusader gritted her teeth. 'Assaulting your leader is an offense,' she stated, keeping her voice incredibly calm even though she was burning inside.
The youngling rolled her optics. 'I don't give a frag. Whatcha gonna do? Shoot me?'
'Don't tempt me,' Crusader muttered softly.
'What was that?'
'Nothing.'
She glared at the younger femme and switched on her comm link.
*Blaze, remind me again why we have her on our team.* - Crusader
*She's considered one of the best Decepticon femme sharp shooters and survived the attack from the mechs.* - Blaze
*Ah, I'll keep that in mind.* - Crusader
*Are you alright?* - Blaze
*I'm tip top.* - Crusader
*Now, you're the one with the attitude.* - Blaze
*Sorry. It's just been a long day and it's currently getting longer due to that pathetic glitch.* - Crusader
*Hey, hey! No need to get nasty. She's just a youngling remember?' - Blaze
*Youngling my aft. She's a soldier now. MY soldier. She shouldn't be allowed to treat me this way.* - Crusader
*What can you do? Some bots are just sparked annoying.* - Blaze
*Mmm, unfortunately.* - Crusader
*Just calm down. She's not that bad. Sometimes.* - Blaze
*Sometimes?* - Crusader
*You haven't seen her good side.* - Blaze
*There's a good side? I think I'm going to faint.* - Crusader
*Please don't. She'd just start laughing at you and yes, there is a good side. Believe it or not.* - Blaze
*I choose not to.* - Crusader
Blaze smirked as Crusader closed connections.
How did my life become this way? Crusader thought, walking back and sitting down. This never would've happened if that pathetic excuse for a leader...
She couldn't say his name. She just couldn't. She hated him so much. Her spark ached when she went into flashback.
xxx
'Come here, femme!' said a strong, demanding voice. 'I won't hurt you.'
'Stay away from me, Megatron!' she yelled, desperately trying to run away.
An evil laugh filled the room. 'Me? Stay away from a gorgeous femme like you? I don't think so! I am MEGATRON! And I always get what I want...' he hissed.
The silver mech blasted his fusion cannon at the femme's heels, causing her to trip over. She moaned as she tried to get up.
'Mmm...you'll be moaning in pleasure once I've got my hands on you,' Megatron said in a seductive tone.
She winced as she realised he was already standing over her, codpiece removed. All she could do was stare. He grabbed her and started carrying her over to his berth.
'Let go of me!' she cried, punching him.
Bad move.
'Unh, you're a feisty one, aren't you? I like femmes with an attitude. Especially ones with hot bodies,' he said, licking his lips and dumping her onto his berth. 'Now, lay still and you'll enjoy this...'
She continued to punch and kick but nothing could stop him. He pinned down her arms and gazed deep into her optics.
'Open your port for me, femme,' he demanded.
'NO!' she yelled.
'Do it, NOW!' he boomed, optics flaring a deep blood red.
What choice did she have? She'd surely be offlined if she failed to do what he wanted.
After a few moments, the armour covering her port slid open. Megatron stroked her cheek in approval.
'Good femme,' he breathed.
He took hold of his own cord and seemed to start stroking it before plunging it inside the femme's private area. He arched his back in pleasure.
'Unh, ooohh...' he moaned. 'You're so...tight...when was the last time...oohh...you've interfaced?'
Red optics stared back at him with no response.
'Well?'
She turned away in shame. The mech's engine revved as he soon realised.
'This is your first time? I'm surprised,' he smirked. 'Your virginity belongs to me then.'
His mouth formed that stupid grin of his as he continued to move in and out of her. He removed his grip on her arms and placed them on each side of her. He watched as she closed her optics and let out a small breathy moan.
'You're enjoying this, aren't you?' he asked, kissing her neck. 'Beg for me, femme. Beg for me.'
The kisses on her neck caught her off guard, not realising what her leader was demanding.
'Beg for me or else I'll tell everyone how pathetic you are, of how you can't even defend for yourself and the fact that you've never interfaced before.'
She cringed. Her dignity and pride was all she had. She couldn't risk that.
'Mmm...' she breathed. 'Please...'
'Please what?'
'Please...more...'
'More who?'
By Primus, she hated him.
He thrust his cord deeper into her, making her scream out in pain.
'I can't hear you, femme. Say my name.'
Her spark quickened and her internal temperature became alarmingly hot. She had dreamt about this night. The night where she finally had the chance to interface with the one she loved. But that wasn't Megatron.
It was Starscream.
'SAY MY NAME, YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A DECEPTICON!!'
She gathered up all of her remaining strength and pride. 'N-No,' she said.
Her incongruity was uncalled for, causing Megatron to slap her across the face.
'What did you say?' he said furiously.
'I-I said no.'
'YOU WORTHLESS SCRAP HEAP! HOW DARE YOU SAY NO TO ME!'
He gave her another slap across the face as he went harder into her, not caring if she was hurt in any way.
The pain was excruciating.
xxx
Crusader came back into reality. That event in her life was what changed her. Before, she was just a femme who would cower behind a mech for protection. But from then on, she realised she had to defend for herself to survive.
She was trained by Starscream and became what she was; an outstanding warrior who also had the ability to seduce other mechs. She didn't live her life in fear anymore. Not fear...but the longing for revenge. This is what made her accelerate in rankings and become the Decepticon femme leader. Her initial plan was to become leader, get all the femmes to turn against Megatron and offline him. Simple really, was her thought at first. Not quite when she tried it. Megatron ordered all of the mechs to engage in battle with the femmes which of course, the mechs won. Starscream was the only one who tried to help the femmes but failed due to Megatron's army. As punishment, Megatron crushed Starscream's vocal processors causing him to sound the way he does today. He use to have such a wonderful voice.
*Crusader, come in. Are you there? You seem out of it.* - Blaze
The transmission interrupted her thoughts.
*Huh? Ah, wha- yeah, I'm fine. Just...* - Crusader
*Thinking of Starscream again?* - Blaze
Crusader sighed. *Yeah. I miss him.* - Crusader
*I know you do. He's a good mech.* - Blaze
*Yeah...he is.* - Crusader
*He's very lucky to have you as a sparkmate, you know.* - Blaze
*Really? How? I'm the one who brought this war upon us.* - Crusader
*That's exactly my point. You tried to offline the mech he hates and for that, I'm sure he loves you a lot.* - Blaze
*Heh, good point.* - Crusader
*I always make good points.* - Blaze
*And there goes another one.* - Crusader
Blaze chuckled. *After all you've been through, I'm glad you still have your sense of humour.* - Blaze
*Me too.* - Crusader
Suddenly, footsteps started to echo through the corridor. All the four bots froze as a black and white Autobot came into view. Crusader's optics scanned the mech's body, realising he was the second in command, Prowl.
'Prime wants to see you,' he said looking at Crusader, unlocking the cell door.
Crusader walked out and before she knew it, stasis cuffs were put onto her.
'Is this really necessary?' she growled, trying to release herself.
'Yes. Rule 35, If Decepticons are captured and not in their cells, they must be cuffed at all times,' came the reply.
'Well, that's a pretty stupid rule because I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU!' she boomed.
'Your voice tells me otherwise.'
'You're a tough one to crack, aren't you?' she asked.
'Yes.'
'I like that,' she smiled.
Prowl blushed and gently gestured her to the door. The mech and femme headed out.
*Stop flirting, Crusader.* - Blaze
*How was that flirting? I was trying to intimidate him.* - Crusader
*You made him blush so I count that as flirting.* - Blaze
*Oh, whatever.* - Crusader
*Watch yourself. You've got Starscream, remember?* - Blaze
*I wasn't flirting!* - Crusader
*Sure, sure. Just be careful, okay? This base is full of mechs and I don't want you to send them processor over heels in love with you. You've got a habit in doing that.* - Blaze
*Oh, shut up.* - Crusader
*But-* - Blaze
*That wasn't a request.* - Crusader
*Yes ma'am.* - Blaze
Blaze sighed. She thanked Primus that Crusader and her were best friends but sometimes she just seemed downright scary.
xxx
'So uh, Prowl...' Crusader purred.
'How do you know my name?' he asked, nodding at the fellow red and white Autobot as they walked past him. Crusader was guessing he was their medic since he had crosses on his shoulders.
'I never forget a face, especially a face as handsome as yours.'
Prowl blushed even more.
'I, uh...um...' he hesitated.
'What's wrong?' she asked.
Heh, I guess Blaze was right. I did have a habit of sending mechs processor over heels in love with me...unfortunately. She thought.
'N-Nothing,' he lied.
Frag, Autobots are so easy to play with.
'Are you okay?' she asked, having fun teasing him.
'N-No...I mean, yes, I'm fine.'
'Yes, I know you're fine. You don't have to brag about it. I was asking about your wellbeing, not how you looked.'
Crusader was about to burst out laughing but didn't as the mech suddenly collapsed. His CPU just fritz.
'What the FRAG?!' she cried. 'Oh my Primus! Somebody help!'
'Primus! What did you do to him?!'
The red and white mech they saw earlier came running with another red bot by his side.
'I-I didn't do anything!'
'Then how did he fry his circuits?!' the medic yelled, leaning down and examining the fallen Autobot.
'I don't know!'
The red mech eyed her suspiciously.
'Ironhide, take her to Prime while I sort out Prowl,' the medic ordered.
'Copy that, Ratch,' the red mech responded, grabbing Crusader by the arm. 'Come along, femme.'
Crusader pulled back. 'Is he going to be okay?'
'He'll be fine once I get him online again,' the medic said.
The red mech, or Ironhide as he was known, dragged Crusader away and proceeded down the corridor.
'I didn't mean to hurt him,' she explained, head hanging down in shame.
'Ya didn't hurt him, femme. You just simply took 'im by shock is all,' Ironhide said, shaking his head.
'Shock?'
'Yeaap. His CPU's...how should I say this...a bit...sensitive.'
Crusader frowned.
'Don't worry 'bout it. He always does that, that 'lil fragger.'
'I see...'
'Ya don't get it, do ya? It's alright. You'll get use to it. Fraggin' offlinin' all over the place,' he sniggered.
Crusader couldn't help but smile.
'You're not like most Decepticons, are ya?' he asked.
'What do you mean?'
'I mean...ya lack their brutal nature. This is possibly the nicest conversation I've ever had with a 'Con.'
'Really?'
'Yes...ah, 'ere we are,' Ironhide exclaimed, opening the door that read Optimus Prime. 'Prime, she's all yours.'
The red and blue Autobot Commander looked up from a datapad he was reading and smiled. 'Thank you, Ironhide,' he said, placing the datapad on his desk.
Ironhide turned to leave.
'Oh, and one more thing...what happened to Prowl?'
The other mech looked over his shoulder. 'CPU fritz,' he replied.
'Again?'
'Yep. Ratchet's fixin' him right now. Ima go help him. Later, Prime.'
Eheh, okay, I admit. I'm such a weird writer. At the start, it's all gloomy and stuff but towards the end, it gets all funny. Bahh, sorry if my writing put you all over the place. I couldn't help myself XD
But please tell if you actually enjoyed it. Your reviews are greatly appreciated.