SERIOUS EDIT: This was written quite a while ago and I have been notified that this chapter specifically can appear quite…off. Unless you like those sort of kinks. The idea to me was honestly an innocent one and only until rereading it did I notice the to me disturbing idea.

Just to stop people from being off put by the story of the certain…kink which one might know of. The concept was merely as that to when Miko got stuck inside Bulkhead at the start of the series. His body would not have remained hollow as like in his alt form so the only reasonable idea that I could come up with was a separate compartment for holding smaller beings like with that of Soundwave or Blasters' cassettes. I am sorry for those that may find the idea and off putting. For those that like the idea….uh…imagine in quantities? I'm not one of these members and the idea itself for me personally makes me feel ill.

Apologies and enjoy this badly written old chapter, Hypno.

AN: Don't kill me! Knockouts not dead! Just terribly mutilated….that's all. Anyways…

How do you think I should do Bulkheads and Arcees mental breakdowns of rage? I have the idea of Arcee making a big terrifying show to Autobots and Cons' alike cause everyone hates that spiderbitch….well I do. For Bulkhead, I also have the idea of him like breaking half a forest in his protective father like rage over Miko.

What do you think?

Read, review, I love to hear your opinions on my writings, it makes me feel loved!

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-Hypnotunez.

Chapter 2: Arcee

Jack hated forests. It reminded him of that night when the former con and clear psychopath Airachnid had attacked him and Arcee. He could see those hexed purple eyes watching him in pure malice as he ran. The spindly long legs chasing him down the path of trampled leaves. The teeth, foaming acidic death as she smiled. He shuddered at the thought.

But it wasn't just one reason why he hated forests.

No. For once in the long month he had been there, his cold, stone sparked and frankly fearless guardian had been scared, no, petrified. The look of terror as he turned back to her, trapped in the spider glitches web, eyes unfocused to all but him and Airachnid, her pupils small in terror. That, terrified him,

He'd never seen Arcee scared before, never seen her bat even a robotic eyelid to him before that night. He'd been trying to get her attention all month, speaking to her as much as he could, got g for unwanted rides, breaking into her room(okay, that was a bad idea on his behalf, but, hey he was desperate!) but then, he had attention, unwanted attention. He now knew how Arcee had felt as he pestered her.

So jack hated forests.

He, Optimus and Arcee had been called to an abandoned cave that had a large amount of energon inside of the ancient tomb of insects, they needed Arcee for her scouting and possible ninja skills as Miko had put it, Optimus to break the giant ass rocks that had seemed to cement themselves to the energon shards. They needed Jack for some reason….he didn't exactly know why, but he was needed. Somehow. The entrance of said cave was plastered in moss and cobwebs, proof that no one had been inside for decades, heck no one might have ever found it! The dark ragged stone was packed tightly against some trees, the abrasive texture of the rock rubbing on the thick layer of bark from the trees causing the surrounding sides of the trees to be tattered as it was slowly sanded away.

The inside of the cave was just as welcoming as the outside.

Why?

Because they didn't expect a current spider con to be leaning against a giant web, small droplets from rain seeping through the roof of the cave gathering upon the white sticky substance. The web itself took up most of the room, energon crystals piled across from behind the web. It's sticky vine like appendages connected to each side of the cave. To say they were surprised would be an understatement. So was Airachnid, as her optical lids widened before narrowing in a smirk.

"Why, Arcee! So unexpected for you to come visit little old me! I see you have your little boy toy with you…and Jack"she chided, a smirk plastered over her faceplates. Her optics turned to jack as his guardian and co guardian spluttered in rage and embarrassment.

"well, well…my little Jacky. You've lasted longer than the last. Cliffjumper, was it Arcee? Yes, you've lasted a lot longer than the him, wouldn't you say, Arcee?" She pressed on, legs dangling from her web.

Arcees optics narrowed in hate as the spider hit a sensitive piece of coding.

"But..isn't he a bit young for you? He's like-" she mockingly counted his age on his fingers before continuing "-sixteen? And your….one thousand and….nine years old?"

Wow, Cee' was old. Really old.

Wait…how would Airachnid know that?!

"No. That's my age….your-" she cocked her head to the left and her optics narrowed slightly as she counted "-ah, yes, your one thousand-" her optics narrowed more as she struggled to remember her enemies apparent age "- six hundred and sixty…years old? I forget, forgive me. It's easier to just say your twenty vorns old."

Optimus' Optics lurched to his second in command in surprise.

"Your twenty vorns old?" He questioned in surprise, jack guessed that a 'vorn' meant a cybertronian year…in that case, Arcee was about four 'years' older than him…me- okay not mentally…physically? Anyways, that wasn't old at all.

Arcee ignored the Prime as she snarled back at the spider with uncharacteristic and deadly reply "stop using a CPU from an offlined bot', organic." She spat the words out, not as an offense to Jack, but to some sort of hidden meaning that he knew he would need to have been there to understand.

Airachnid hissed and jumped off her web, running at His guardian. She already had her arm blades out as they clashed, her right arm pushing against the two left legs while her left arm had a right leg stuck under its raised blade from the owners arm. In one quick movement Arcee pulled her right arm, tearing off the appendage. She then stepped back half a step, spun round and struck the dazed and injured spider In a sharp punch.

Flying back with a pained scream, Airachnid hit one of the walls with a thud.

As she stood up, she looked directly at Arcee, no longer mocking or sadistic. Just, anger.

Jack didn't even have the chance to yell his guardians name before she ran at Arcee, pushed her back and bit hard down on her shoulder plating in a animalistic rage of pain and anger, the sickly venom now shooting down the injured Autobots energon lines and wiring.

Airachnid stepped back to revel in her work, wiping her dripping mouth of her venom and Arcees energon.

With having nothing to lean on, a sharp gasping noise emitted from her voice box before she dropped to the ground, optics flickering a pale, Sickly yellow randomly. Optimus was already at her side.

Jack didn't notice the sharp servo flying towards him.

Thud.

Ow.

In his dazed state, he looked up to see Airachnids smirking face.

A loud roar like sound of an engine mixed with a cat echoed through the cave.

Optimus froze before quickly hurrying away.

He knew Arcee was protective of Jack, but this was unexpected. He'd heard that sound from older femme siblings or carriers during the war as they protected their loved ones. That was terrifying enough, but to see one tear open a cybertronian with their bare claws or use their cat like features of unimaginably sharp teeth tear open a cybertronian in seconds would really take the cake.

Arcee was bad enough.

An angry Arcee was worse.

The pure instinct Arcee was probably the most terrifying thing he would ever see. It would make the Prime quake in his boots, if he had some that could fit him.

Jack knew Arcee made the sound, but her didn't know why. Why did Optimus run away? Why was Airachnid backing up next to him?

Oh. That's why.

Arcee stood up slowly, her usually pointed digits now sharp and claw like, their edges paper thin. As she lifted her head, Jack froze, her optics weren't red like when Bee had flipped out. No, they were bright yellow with green highlights, they were inverted.

With one final scream she ran at the cowering spider.

Grabbing her helm she flipped Airachnid onto her back and one by one, tore off her extra legs in a sickeningly slow way, grabbing the base of each of them, where the pain receptors were more sensitive. Ignoring the screaming, she forcibly transformed the lower half of the spiders body, energon now streaming from the soon to be corpse of the spider.

With unnatural strength she flung the spider bot across the room.

Jack thought that was enough. That he had seen real gore, seen blood, energon

Sharp claws tore open the protective armor around Airachnids spark chamber.

One by one, fuel lines were torn at, slowly, painfully.

Armor ripped.

Organs torn out.

Limbs destroyed.

Optics smashed.

Bone structure shattered.

All, slowly.

Due to the massive amounts of damage, Airachnid purged her tanks.

Which were somehow still connected while being next to her helm.

Screaming, she pleaded desperately "please! Please! Prime stop her! It hurts! It hurts so much! Please end me! End me now!"

"Okay." Came the distorted voice before two clawed servos grabbed her helm and-

Snap!

Silence.

Jack could only watch in terror as his guardian turned to him, blood dripping continuously from her frame, claws tainted and optics inverted. Arcee walked over too him, he tried to push himself away, only to be picked up.

With a thud, the Autobot sat down and curled around her Jack protectively and with a click of something opening, he was plunged into a warm slightly lit area.

He lost consciousness at that point.