Yay! Sorry it took so long to put this one up. I've been addicted to Gaia Online and lost track of time to type this up. lol If anyone plays on Gaia, find me and add me to your friends list, aye? lol Username is: DeathCaller13

Just one more chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor Gaia Online. lol But I do own Daybreaker and the plot.

Chapter 4

A few times, during the past orns, she had been attacked within the corridors. Those dark hallways frightened her so much. Now that Megatron was far more angry with her, they were even more frightening. There were memories of the abuse she had taken from him so many times before. No matter where the femme walked, there was a tragic tale to tell. Not but thirty breems ago had another aggressive beating taken place within the throne room. Megatron finally shooed her away to get herself repaired, but she didn't have an interest. It had been many vorns since Daybreaker had ever been so scared as now. She was too afraid to return - healed - and he would still be furious. The four doors on her back that looked similar to the function of small wings were crumpled a good deal, and the windows on them had shattered. Her arms ached as sparks of electricity jumped from deep, yet small, punctures on them. This beating was the worst et, and she was afraid of how much more Megatron would do.

While Daybreaker wandered around, trying to stall for time, her abuser sat in his throne room, frustrated with himself and his feelings that he still misunderstood. Guilt filled Megatron - pushing him to believe that attacking Daybreaker was terribly wrong. But he knew that harming an Autobot was completely accepted; Pitt, she was even a prisoner!

No, she's... Megatron argued within his thoughts.

She's what? More than just another slave?

Daybreaker... He ground his teeth, trying to make sense of all this madness, is more than just another slave. She...

When was anyone more important than himself? Megatron was Lord of Decepticons, and he gave no mercy - especially not to Autobots.

He had to do something before his emotions overflowed. He had to find Daybreaker.

Megatron ran out of the room, startling Frick as he rushed down the halls. Deep into the corridors, to the Medical Facilities, only to find that the fembot wasn't there. He paced himself quickly while searching through the halls, soon finding a small trail of fluids at his feet. The evil commander followed the trail, hearing the scuffing of feet further down. Just around the corner, he saw her face and watched, hiding for a while, unsure how to do what he so badly yearned to do.

Something's presence was making itself known to Daybreaker's senses. It was hiding - keeping watch of her - as it kept its distance. This creature wasn't there before, no; it had just appeared.

"Who's there," Daybreaker turned in the dimness and studied each detail of the area. There was no answer, no sign, only a flickering of a ceiling light some yards down the hall. She turned around and ran straight into a massive creature whom she feared immensely.

It grabbed her shoulders and slammed her back against the wall.

"No! It's too soon! You usually wait a few hours!" Daybreaker struggled to get free, but the large hands easily held her down.

"Shut up!" Megatron's voice boomed as he raised a hand to slap the fembot.

She shut off her optics that hid behind the yellow visor, readying herself for another beating. Time seemed to have stopped as she never felt the forceful blow to her face. There was a feeling, though, of a gentle touch to her muzzle-like face plate. It tenderly unhooked the mask and tossed it aside. Daybreaker lit her optics and found herself gazing into the deep red sensors of Megatron. "What are you going to do to me now?"

"You are my captive and tool for my anger. If I want to abuse you, I shall. You're useful to me - nothing but a punching bag so that I won't harm my troops. After all this anger and stress, you probably won't believe me when I say that... I've fallen in love with you," Megatron replied. It was a crazy admittance, but it was true.

"Wha-oomph," Daybreaker's lips were locked with her captor's and she couldn't do anything about it. What was even worse was that she didn't want to do anything about it. If logic was still within this moment, she had feelings for this monster who was now passionately kissing her. What was she thinking?!

Around the corner, Starscream entered to find this shocking moment and gasped, "Megatron! What are you doing?"

Megatron pulled away quickly, wiping his greedy, saliva-covered mouth, and growled, "Give me some privacy! Can't you see I am engaged in a sexual moment?!"

"S-sorry, sir," Starscream immediately turned and left the scene, but he knew that his commander was lying. He remained nearby, some twenty yards down the hall, and listened.

With a grunt, Megatron bashed his palm on the wall. He lifted his wrist and slammed it again and again, repeating the process to imitate the sound of him to be actually engaged in a "sexual moment". He then lowered his lips to Daybreaker's audio receptors and whispered, "If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you on the spot."

Daybreaker narrowed her optics and whispered back, "I'd rather be nonfunctional, anyway."

The slamming of the Decepticon leader's wrist began to increase in speed. He was signaling that the "moment" was going to be over soon, but he was also now angered. "You should be gracious that I have any sympathy for you at all," he growled softly.

"How can I be gracious when the sympathy is coming from someone like you?"

His wrist slammed one last time with a powerful bow. With the femme's optics still focused on the wall, his lips still near her receptors, he was able to send a surprise punch with his opposite hand right into the fembot's cranial unit. She fell over with a grunt, and Megatron crouched next to her with a deep frown, clutching her head in his hand. He turned the cranium so that she could look into his optics and said softly, "You better find a new attitude chip, or I'll rip out your vocalizers." With that said, he stood and walked opposite the direction Starscream was.

Daybreaker sighed and crawled to her mask. She hitched it back in its rightful place and stood. Walking passed the corridor, she never noticed Starscream, but he noticed her.

Once she was out of sight - most probably going to the Medical Facilities - Starscream quietly ran to the scene where Megatron and his captive had their "sexual" activity. He studied the dents on the wall, and found no sign of programming fluids. There was a dent, though, that intrigued the seeker the most. It was deep, yes, just as he suspected from the noise he heard, but it was far too high to be where a fembot's hips should be. This was all too easy for him; how could Megatron be so careless? "He's getting too old," Starscream smirked. "It's time for a new leader."

There weren't but a few things that began to argue with Megatron's leadership. Soldiers were copping attitudes and being highly disrespectful; there were secret meetings held between the troops and Starscream as he claimed how Megatron was softening all because of a worthless female Autobot. They were mostly convinced by the surprise that she was an Autobot slave. Of course, Megatron didn't let these soldiers get away with their actions. He made sure to punish them severely for such disrespect. There was torture, demotions, and even death sentences; no matter what he did, though, it wouldn't stop. The persecuted would yell "Autobot lover" as their last words. This shocked Megatron, and he finally met with Daybreaker alone in his throne room.

"Didn't I tell you not to say a word of what happened a few orns ago?" Megatron gripped the arms of his throne, tying not o jump at the femme with all his rage.

"I didn't tell anyone," Daybreaker responded.

"Then who else would have?"

"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe Starscream investigated the 'crime scene' after we left?"

Megatron paused and thought, realizing the simple mistake he had made. "He always has been the traitor." He stood and strolled over to the fembot, "But this doesn't mean you are innocent."

Daybreaker smirked under her mask and replied, "I'm not very surprised."

A growl escaped from Megatron's lips. He grabbed the femme's arm and jerked her to him. As the two glared to each other, deep in their optics, there was intense energy surging between them. Megatron then ripped off Daybreaker's mask and kissed her deeply. He broke away not but a few seconds later and said, "You better be careful of what you say, or I'll take what you still owe me from the halls."

Not a word escaped her metallic blue lips as she kept optic contact with Megatron's. Slaggit, she wanted to so many remarks, but she surely didn't want to have sex with him.

Megatron burst into Starscream's room and grabbed him from his desk, "I'll erase you from existence!"

"Gah! What is the meaning of this!?"

"You know exactly the meaning. I should have known better than to trust you to leave me in privacy."

Starscream pushed himself away and growled, "It's time for a new Decepticon Lord. Step aside and accept your fate as obsolete!"

"Never!" Megatron slung his arm at Starscream's head and knocked him across the room. "You shall pay for your treacherous behavior!" He made his way to his second-in-command, only to be met with the tip of the young warrior's sword.

"Maybe one day, Might Megatron," Starscream spat, "but you will pay for your's right now!"

Uh oooooh. bum bum buummm. lmao Nah. Anywho, this is the driving climax. The ending is great! I like it, anyway. Hehe. Review please! I'll have the next chapter up soon! I just gotta type that one, too.

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