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Eradicons are the flying drones and Vehicons are the ground drones.
In brackets and quotes are ["comm links"]
A meta-cycle is a year.
An orbital cycle is a month.
A solar cycle is a day.
A cycle is an hour.
A breem is ten minutes.
A klik is one minute.
A nano-klik is less than a minute.
Knockout paced the halls of the Nemesis just outside of the bridge. For some odd reason their illustrious leader felt it wise to wake him up from recharge at 4 in the morning three solar cycles after his partner's offlining and not even one solar cycle after one of their largest and fiercest battles on Earth yet. Without Breakdown distracting the thick-helmed Autobot, they got their afts handed to them, even with 50 extra Eradicons and Vehicons to make up for it. He'd spent all night repairing the officers, and then the drones, and finally got to recharge when Megatron commed him for an "emergency", only to leave him pacing outside the bridge in the middle of the night for a breem and a half. Some emergency.
"Knockout. I require your assistance in my personal quarters, immediately."
Something in the tone of his voice was...off, somehow. Wrong. It would do him more ill to make him wait, so off Knockout went to Megatron's personal quarters, a place no-one but Starscream had ever seen. Perhaps he had a personal medical issue. That must be it...
As he entered, Megatron grabbed him and threw him onto his large berth before locking the door with a sickening click, ringing through the air like the sharp sliding sound of a guillotine.
"With Starscream gone I have no...output other than petty spars and target practice, and I grow tired of it, Knockout. I need another pretty, helpless little traitor to...assist me. It has come to my attention that you had planned to overthrow me along with that buffoon Starscream, and with your pathetic obsession with your own paint job, that makes you the next pretty traitor on my list."
Knockout's eyes grew wider with each word his leader spoke, frozen in fear as Megatron stalked towards him. He had few options; either he could endure whatever Megatron had in mind and escape later, he could comm for help although no Decepticon on base was likely to go against their leader to help him, he could pull out his saw or his prod and fight back but he was sure Megatron would easily overtake him. Stuck between choices, he was still frozen when Megatron gripped his throat, cutting off energon circulation to his brain, making him dizzy and confused, crying out as Megatron ripped the armor off his codpiece and interface hatch and jammed his fingers inside Knockout's still-sealed port.
"A seal? A 'virgin' as humans call it, are we Knockout? No other mech good enough for you?" Megatron laughed as he roughly jammed his fingers in and out of Knockout's sealed port, tearing him up already, just like Starscream. Perhaps this was karma for assisting Megatron do this very thing to Starscream...
Megatron pulled his spike out, thick, pointed at the tip and ridged, and jammed it down Knockout's throat, letting go of his neck in favor of a better position as he rammed himself in and out of Knockout's mouth. As the energon rushed to his head, at first it pooled and fell from his optics from the surge of emotion, feeling so pathetic and used and violated, and then as his head cleared, Knockout became angry, furious. It was Megatron's fault that his partner had offlined, mad with power and uncaring about anything other than himself and his...crusade! It was Megatron's fault their Second in Command was such an afthole, because he had been doing this very thing to him after every battle, and if Knockout was in Starscream's position, he would have been a royal afthole too. It was Megatron's fault Soundwave always kept his pretty face hidden away, delegating such an intelligent, expressive mech to tech duty and Starscream to Second, and on top of it all, it was Megatron's fault that his paint job was now in just deplorable condition, and his seal was broken!
With the new found anger and resolve, Knockout bit down hard on Megatron's spike, causing his leader to roar in pain and furiously beat Knockout as his spike dripped energon from the wounds caused by Knockout's denta. Knockout was beginning to go into stasis as his processor was rocked against his helm repeatedly, helpless to stop him as he couldn't focus enough to transform his hand into his saw.
Soundwave strolled down the halls of the Nemesis, silent as ever, through the halls of the officer's quarters. Unable to recharge, he often liked to walk down the halls, gathering information about any weaknesses in the Nemesis' hull that may prove an advantage for Autopilots, or perhaps to catch any conspiring or misbehaving officers or drones. He never reported half of what he heard during his late night walks, opting to store the information for latter blackmailing. A strange clang, clang, clang could be heard, and Soundwave quickened his pace, fearing to come upon a late night overcharged brawl as he often found...instead, the sound lead him to his Lord's personal quarters. A quick lifeform scan found Megatron furiously beating Knockout, Knockout on the brink of both stasis and possible offlining, as well as an energon leak emanating from Megatron and...signs of transfluid buildup? Soundwave knew Megatron had violated Starscream on numerous occasions as it was often himself to drag Starscream to his personal quarters or the sick bay afterwards, but did Megatron dare violate Knockout? Soundwave knew full well that Knockout was intact, and if that was the case...
Soundwave overrode the lock and stepped inside, creating a false Autobot life signal report onboard the Nemesis to distract his Lord from his current activities only to be shot in the facemask and thrown into a wall.
"How dare you disturb me, Soundwave! In my own personal quarters! Have you become a traitor as well!? I have always suspected you of this...! Always beware the quiet ones!"
Knockout had been regaining focus when Megatron left him only to turn and fire at something in the distance. His vision was blurry, but whatever it was was tall and purple, maybe a drone, he wasn't sure. The next words he heard shocked him. Soundwave was here? And Megatron thought his most loyal follower of any of them was a traitor? He'd finally gone completely mad with power, paranoid and dangerous. If he thought Knockout and Soundwave were traitors, who knows what he thought of the rest of his army.
Soundwave's face mask was in terrible condition, sparking and broken into pieces. The purple mech flew at Megatron with blinding speed and started sparring him hand-to-hand, shocking both Knockout and Megatron into silence, only the clang of fists meeting those strange knife-like arms filling the air. Soundwave attacked his Lord and Master, the one he'd sworn a life oath of loyalty to. A barrage of missiles hit Megatron, two to the helm and two to each side next to the small of his back. Soundwave knew everyone's weakness, fighting style, their entire physiology; it was no surprise that Soundwave won the fight against Megatron in less than a click. Megatron fell with a harsh clang to the floor, paralyzed, and Soundwave's tendrils whipped out of his back, attaching to his head and forcing Megatron's spark chamber to open. Megatron's spark slammed inside his chest, a sickly purple from the Blood of Unicron, as Megatron's speech functions were restored.
"Soundwave! You swore an oath to me, bound by your spark to be forever loyal to me! If you betray me this way I will make sure you burn in the pit for it!"
"Oath: unbroken. Megatron: infected and plagued."
"Are you saying I am no longer myself!? You are the one who is plagued! You have gone mad! DRONES! REPORT TO MY PERSONAL QUARTERS IMMEDIATELY! SOUNDWAVE HAS LOST HIS MIND AND HAS BETRAYED-"
Megatron's command for assistance was cut off with a roar as Soundwave's tendrils slammed into Megatron's spark chamber and crushed his spark. Soundwave had said something to Megatron, causing all rage to drain from his face, a glimmer of fear sparking in his optics as his life force drained from his chest in a harsh explosion sending all around the two flying into the wall. Knockout couldn't quite hear what it was, but he could hear his name being spoken in Soundwave's monotonous tone before his head slammed into the wall and he was forced into stasis.
Review please, give me all of your feels! If anyone is OOC, or you have your own two cents to add, please tell me! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
(And a shoutout to Taboo22 for reviewing the last chapter an hour or so after I posted it. Thanks for reading it so fast and reviewing so promptly, here's another chapter to read!)
