A/N: Contains non-con
When Jack was brought out of stasis, his optics went wide as he remembered what had happened to him. He looked around the room he was; it was the one on the Nemesis and he was torn on whether thinking this was a good thing. Well, of course it wasn't a good thing! But, it still made him wonder if what…happened had been simply a nightmare of some kind.
He wasn't even aware that Cybertronians could have those.
His wrists and legs felt restrained so that was a point what happened wasn't real, because he certainly didn't want it to be real. That…that Optimus could do something so horrible to him…it, it was just unbelievable.
Jack tried to keep from flinching as he spotted the red in the corner of his optic and scowled a moment later at Knock Out, who was leaning against a counter with a smug smirk on his faceplate that made Jack just want to punch him. Though he paused in his thoughts as the red mech was slowly looking him over with a smirk that was just as self-satisfied as it was smug.
Jack peered down at what he could see and balked. "What have you done to me?!" he shouted upon seeing the gleaming colors of blue and green, and the heavy amount of polish on him that made him shine. He felt sick to his…stomach, tank? He just felt sick. Knock Out chuckled as he walked forward to stand in front of Jack and gave him another blatant once over. "I've done a great job, you're some of my best work yet." He said pompously. "Why? Don't like it?"
Jack glared at him. "Why did you do this? I…I shouldn't be here."
Knock Out examined his digits as if they were far more interesting than what he was about to say. "Oh, that. Well you see Jack, you're precious Autobots came to get you after all," he explained and Jack felt a sense of triumph than was immediately replaced with fear, "but then they threw you back, Prime said they had no use for you. How is that for your rescue party, hmm?"
Jack started to shake. "That's a lie!" he retorted, but his voice was still shaky. "You did something! They wouldn't, Optimus wouldn't…"
"But he did." Knock Out finished darkly and approached Jack to lift the mech's chin up with a digit. "Do you want to know what I found when I examined you?" he asked tilting his helm and Jack shook his head. Knock Out continued though, and to Jack's disgust he sounded as if he was relishing it. "Voice box severed, scratches on that pretty face and on your spark causing, but most damning of all, your seal was broken. One of those Autobots popped your cherry, as the human's might say."
Jack shook his head in denial, and tried with all his might to turn away from the images that came to him when Knock Out said that. "No, no, no, he wouldn't do that! He wouldn't!"
"How many times will I have to repeat myself?" Knock Out asked annoyed. "They tossed you back; it's like that human saying you have, if you love something, set it free, and if it comes back then it's yours."
Jack gritted his denta and glared at the mech. "You just horribly twisted that to your own ends! I was rescued, and I didn't come back on my own!"
"You're still here though." Knock Out retorted and gripped both sides of Jack's helm and leaned forward. "And that means you're mine."
Jack tried to move his helm as far back as he could, but Knock Out froze on his own and pulled himself back with an angry huff. Jack felt relieved until he spoke, then his blood, energon, ran cold.
"Lord Megatron wants you now." Knock Out said and walked over to the door to open it, letting Megatron himself walk through the door.
"You have done a…remarkable job." Megatron said grudgingly once more looked over Jack, who felt his disgust and fear increase. "Leave us."
Knock Out bowed. "Yes, Lord Megatron." He said and took his leave from the room, leaving behind another ominous silence.
Megatron narrowed his optics at Jack. "It really is a shame Knock Out's efforts to improve you are in vain."
Jack grimaced. "You're gonna kill me?"
Megatron chuckled darkly. "Before you've even told me the location of the Autobot base? Unlikely and I owe you for all the trouble you've caused me."
"I...I didn't do much." Jack replied nervously as he knew his 'payment' wasn't going to be pleasant.
"Nonsense." Megatron said darkly and dug his claw into Jack's chest plating. "Now, where is the Autobot base located?"
Jack grimaced. "I'll never tell you." He spat angrily and gritted his denta in pain as Megatron dragged his claws down his chest, leaving deep jagged marks in their path.
Megatron growled and dug his claw into Jack's stomach plating, causing the mech to jerk and bite back a scream of pain. "Your attempts at bravery are such a foolish Autobot ideal, just give in and it will stop."
"You haven't killed me yet." Jack gasped. "There's something else…or you would have gotten rid of me sooner."
Megatron's optics narrowed as he twisted his claws and Jack shuddered violently, the pain almost making him black out. "If I wanted you dead, you would be dead." He growled. "I have something else in mind for you; if you won't talk now, then maybe another cycle with the good doctor will show make you rethink your options."
Jack was sure he would have paled if he was capable of it still. He felt uncomfortable around Knock Out already, but even with what his memories were telling him of what had happened between him and Optimus, he still couldn't betray them. What happened couldn't have been real; Megatron never mentioned it at all.
For his own sake, Jack held onto that fact with dear life as he felt Megatron give one final twist of his insides and pulled his claws out, completely stained in his energon. He felt something churn where his tank was, and he was too horrified to even think about whether it was his own energon or not. Jack gritted his denta and looked away, and he heard Megatron's footsteps leave his place and he heard the door slide open a moment later, feeling confused and worried about what was going on.
If Megatron was leaving, then that meant Knock Out was coming back in, and he was infinitely more uncomfortable with the medic than the leader. Megatron scared him, but he could deal with scary, just like that day in the mines, but he couldn't handle the creepy way Knock Out was around him.
Jack felt dread when the medic swaggered in, but he felt his anger rise when he looked strangely disappointed. "What are you looking at?"
Knock Out sneered at him. "I paint and polish you up like a high-class pleasure bot, and Lord Megatron doesn't even sample the effort I put into you." He huffed indignantly.
Jack felt ice, followed closely by rage. "You wanted him to violate me?" he hissed as he turned, but immediately cringed back into the slab. That had been a bad idea.
Knock Out 'tsk'ed at him as he walked over, looking over his wounds. He seemed to be ignoring Jack as he spoke. "Though an Autobot already got to you first, so sloppy seconds probably wasn't that much of enticement, no matter how pretty I could make you."
"I'm a person, not a thing!" Jack shouted angrily.
Knock Out levelled him with a chilling stare. "You're not a person though, and you're my thing." he said and reached forward to cup Jack's cheek, the other mech trying to move his face away, but Knock Out gripped him tightly by the chin as he leaned closer to Jack's face, only a hairs-breath away, "my," he kissed Jack lightly, "pretty…little," he said punctuating each word with another kiss, one to the cheek, and one to the neck, before he abruptly moved to Jack's audio, "toy." He breathed and Jack shuddered, flinching at the feel of the wounds.
"Creep." He whispered hoarsely.
Knock Out chuckled darkly. "I'll change your tune soon enough." He said and slipped his other hand down Jack's undamaged side to his hip and dipped his digits in, tweaking and pulling at the sensitive wires underneath. Jack jerked at the feeling; it wasn't helping his wounds much. He looked down to see the energon started to seep onto his own plating once he pressed his body to Jack's and he scowled in disgust. "First things first." He muttered and reached behind Jack's helm before he unceremoniously sent him into stasis.
Getting Jack to the sick bay to work on him was easy enough, and as far as those drones would be thinking was that Jack had just gotten on someone's bad side. And soon enough it would be learned who's bad side it was. Though Knock Out supposed he should be grateful that at least Megatron had left Jack's face alone, though that gaping wound and deep claw marks were certainly unattractive.
At least unless he was the one causing it.
After he deigned to carry Jack to the sick bay, he placed him on a slab, not evening bothering with the restraints for the moment. It wasn't like the mech could go anywhere. There were only a few of the Vehicons left, but even when they only glanced briefly t Jack, he wanted to rip them back apart. Aside from Megatron, he couldn't stand the thought of someone else touching what was his. He was the one who found out about Jack, he was the one who brought him here, and he was the one who watched Jack's transformation.
He was Jack's first, and if Megatron wasn't interested, then that just meant he had him all to himself now.
"Who's that?" Breakdown questioned.
Knock Out smirked. "He's our newest guest, I found him not to long ago."
Breakdown looked the mech over for any visible decal. "What faction is he?"
Knock Out shrugged indifferently. "Neutral I take it, though I wasn't quite sure…" he said and nodded surreptitiously down at the mech.
Breakdown raised an optic ridge. "You did this?"
Knock Out blinked, trying to make it seem like he was surprised. "Me? No, but Lord Megatron ordered me to take care of him."
"So he was your earlier assignment then?" Breakdown asked and Knock Out nodded.
"Aside from the obvious, he is a marvelous specimen." He said and began to fix up the gaping stomach puncture, forcibly putting aside how long this was going to take to clean off himself. But then he let his mind entertain the idea that maybe he could get Jack to clean it off of him. He felt his engine rev at the thought, and he ignored the way the others in the sick bay glanced at him.
They didn't need to know what he was going through his processor at the moment anyway. He was sure they could guess just by how he was looking at Jack.
Jack groaned as his optic went online, just what was Knock Out doing to make him rest so suddenly all the time? The ceiling looked the same, but when he looked around, he saw he wasn't in that room he'd been in since the first day. This one looked…different somehow.
Jack cringed when he saw Knock Out sitting beside him, the front of him covered with a blue liquid, and Jack guessed it was his energon. Was the mech really creepy enough to stay looking like that? "Where am I?"
Knock Out smirked at him. "We're in my quarters." He purred and ran a claw down Jack's chest. "And we're going to play a little game, how does that sound?"
"Frag off." Jack snapped.
Knock Out grinned. "Not yet." He said and reached for something on the floor, and to Jack's surprise it was a cleaning kit. He refused to be relieved, because this wasn't going to be 'fun' at all. He looked annoyed as he palmed the cloth. "This is your energon, and you have to clean it up."
Jack stared dubiously at the mech, but he wondered if he did that, then maybe Knock Out really would leave him alone for now. "Alright." He muttered and noticed how his wrists, while still restrained, could have some movement. There still wasn't enough to try and incapacitate the 'Con, but even a little freedom had him hoping for more.
Then he could try and escape.
Jack was given the cloth and under Knock Out's expectant gaze, he reached out and started to clean away the energon. When there was a path of drying energon, he had to dig in, and the red mech's engine kick up and Jack started to get worried, but Knock Out just kept telling him to keep going. After he cleaned the last bit away, he saw the hungry, crazed look in the mech's optics, and he had no time to react before he was pinned down.
"I guess I couldn't help myself," Knock Out said smirking before he kissed Jack roughly, "I never did anyway. The chase was too easy when you were human, and even when I caught you I thought of ways to get around that problem. It was a lucky break, wasn't it? When I found out you had a spark."
Jack froze briefly as he realized what Knock Out was talking about. "You would violate me even if I was still human?" he asked disgusted and horrified.
"Now I don't have that problem." Knock Out retorted and bit down on Jack's neck cables, causing the mech to let out a startled cry. "You're just the right size; it really is like you were made just for me." He continued and reached down to take off the codpiece on Jack, and then removed his own.
Jack's optics widened as he knew what was coming. "No! Let me go! Get off me!" he shouted and tried to push the red mech away with what little movement he could still make.
Knock Out ignored the shoves and positioned himself in front of the mech's valve. "Don't worry Jack," he said as he mockingly caressed Jack's cheek and stared into the mech's wide and terrified optics, "I'll be better than that Autobot was." He said and with one thrust he was inside, Jack arching his back off the berth as he let out a silent scream.
Coolant began leaking from Jack's optics as he tried to struggle against Knock Out hopelessly, and it brought up nothing but the painful reminder of what Optimus had done to him; though whether it was Knock Out screwing around with him or not, it still burned in his processor.
"There's no seal, Jack," Knock Out grunted as he began to move, but he kept his optics on Jack's face, "do you believe me now?"Jack shook his head rapidly and Knock Out's optics darkened.
"Oh really? How much more proof do you need?" he questioned.
"More than the word of a 'Con." Jack rasped out, and Knock Out scowled at him before he twisted and Jack cried out painfully as the mech dug deeper into him.
"I fix you up, and this is the thanks I get? Perhaps I should throw you to the drones, I'm sure they'd like a pretty thing like you." Knock Out retorted. "Megatron might not be interested, but who's to say that they wouldn't be?"
"Like you?" Jack snapped and Knock Out gave another twist.
"If you won't accept my pleasure now, then I'll just have to change that." He hissed and began to move more erratically, with Jack try and failing to keep his cries to himself. He moved his servos down Jack's sides, his features twisting up maliciously. "When I'm through with you, you won't even be able to walk straight, because you're mine!" he snapped. "I'm going to wash away the Autobot's taint, because this is mine," he said reaching under Jack and grabbing his aft, "and this is mine," he pulled up and grabbed the mech's spike, "and so is this, especially this." He said darkly as he placed his servos onto Jack's chest, right where his spark was.
Jack's optics widened again before he cringed as Knock Out dug in deeper, and deeper as the mech bared his teeth, biting down hard on Jack's neck as he felt his overload hit him, with Jack freezing underneath him as he felt it as well.
Languidly, Knock Out lapped at the small amount of Energon that had leaked out of the cables, and pulled himself out before he wiped away the coolant going down Jack's cheeks. "We should do this again soon, you're so good at it." He purred and wrapped his arms around Jack's waist, making sure to pin the mech's arms against his side, and lapsed into recharge.
Jack stared blankly up at the ceiling, his entire being numb in shock, and his eyes still wide and unseeing.