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A few weeks had passed since the ship had become sentient, and Vicarious had proved helpful in retrieving the relics for the ship. While the ship continued to unlock relic coordinates, Vicarious couldn't help but question his purpose. He knew that he was a minion of Megatron's army, but the question was, why he couldn't remember anything until a few weeks ago. It was as if his entire life was a blank, and he couldn't remember anything before stepping out of Shockwave's tank. He hadn't bothered to question the ship about why he couldn't remember his existence before the tank; that was more of a question to ask Shockwave. Megatron did say that he was Vicarious' sire…but in a way. Something affected his spark, as if Megatron was lying instead of telling the truth. Megatron had even let it slip once that he really reminded him of Optimus, but wouldn't give a reason on why he reminded Megatron of Optimus. He wished that he knew why.
Thousands of miles away, Megatron was busy planning on how to reclaim the ship. "Now…if Arcee and Airachnid could crawl through the vents…that means that we have to distract the ship…" said Megatron to himself as he continued to plan things. Arcee was sleeping within the room; she was feeling rather tired lately and would complain of constant hunger pangs. Starscream was sleeping next to Arcee as well, with the femme resting against his bulging abdomen. His pregnancy had advanced so far, he couldn't place his own armor back on. If one's optics were to look between his legs, they would see Starscream's flexible spike and his port. The seeker would often complain on how cold his reproductive parts got, and Megatron would snarl at him to shut up.
In another part of the building, Dreadwing was lying on a carpeted floor, thinking of what has happened over the last few weeks. First, Megatron wasn't acting as ferocious as he would normally, and second, he was being nice to Starscream. Ever since they've escaped from the ship, Megatron was frequently cuddling the fat seeker! Dreadwing sighed, then offlined his optics. How he wished that Megatron would impregnate him, and he Dreadwing, would be able to carry on the next generation of little Megatrons. How he would stand outside of Megatron's (or Starscream's) berth chambers and he would listen how his lord would please his lovers. The blue seeker would frequently dream that Megatron would abandon Arcee and Starscream, and make Dreadwing his sparkmate. It was a wish that he would be only too proud to carry out.
Outside the building (but still within the city) Knockout drove around. He loved to drive, but this drive was for some other reason: he wanted to stay away from Silas. That brute had Breakdown's body, but not his spark. How he hated looking at that freak's scarred looks. Knockout then slowed down and began crying. He missed on how Breakdown would polish him and how the two would fondle each other for deca-cycles. "Breakdown…" he said before broke down crying again. How Primus must have hated him for being who he was. Breakdown was one of the few mechs who appreciated Knockout for being who he was. Countless other Cybertronians would just look at Knockout and keep their distance from him due to them not understanding him. Knockout transformed and looked up at the sky. He remembered how other Cybertronians would call him a freak, or that the Allspark must have been malfunctioning on the day that he was born, or a Unicron-spawned monster. That's why he became so engrossed in making himself look so beautiful. If no one would accept him who he was, he might as well make him look as beautiful on the outside to cover up his inner ugliness.
"Why Primus? Why must you take away Breakdown and let his body be controlled by Silas? Breakdown was the one mech who accepted me for who I am, and now I am a homeless mech surrounded by Decepticons who will never accept me for what I am. Why must you torment me like this?" called out Knockout to the night sky. But there was no answer; just the vast void of the night sky above him. Why won't everyone accept the fact that I'm gay? Thought Knockout.
As Knockout was contemplating his own existence, both Airachnid and Silas had just finished up what they were doing. The femme had a dreamy look in her optics and a soft blush was on her faceplates. Silas was resting on his back as the femme rested on his chassis. A digit gently stroked her neck as the spider cooed in content. The mech smirked as the spider's legs twitched a bit in pleasure as he moved his digits down her spine. Silas hated to admit to himself, but Airachnid was a very attractive femme. Being a top predator wasn't the only thing that attracted him to her; it was that she was a sadistic yet very resourceful domineering survivalist. He was told that Airachnid would collect the heads of other alien species, and then wipe out the rest of them. Silas' other servo wandered up to Airachnid's helm and he ran a digit on her horn while his first servo wandered down to Airachnid's aft. The spider hissed, but Silas continued to squeeze her aft. "Silas, don't you know when a femme says no, she means for you to stop?" said Airachnid as she looked up at the mech. "Well, we have a saying here on Earth that when a woman says no, she means yes" said Silas. Airachnid smirked, and then said "Looks like your native species knows us femme Decepticons so well." The femme Decepticon then moved herself up, and locked lips with Silas.
Back in the room where Megatron was in, Starscream woke with a start as his sparklings began kicking inside of him. The seeker hissed as his two servos went to his midsection as he felt the sparklings kick around hard. Arcee woke up from a sharp kick against her helm from where she was resting (she had her helm resting against Starscream's midsection,) and Megatron looked at Starscream. "Blasted sparklings…don't they know when their creator is trying to get some rest?" snarled Starscream in a low voice. "Starscream, tell me, are those sparklings ready to be born soon?" asked Megatron as he placed a servo to his chin and rubbed. Starscream shook his helm, then said "Knockout said that they are about a deca-cycle from being born." "Hmmm…." Said Megatron before he went back to walking around in circles, then a light bulb seemed to have gone off in his processor.
"I've got it! I figured out how we can all get back on the Nemesis and bring it back under our control!" exclaimed Megatron. Megatron then turned on his comm link to Dreadwing. "Dreadwing, report to my quarters immediately" said Megatron through the comm link. "Acknowledged" said Dreadwing. The silver mech then contacted Knockout, and Knockout did acknowledge, but it sounded as if the mech was crying on the other end.
Both Arcee and Starscream watched Megatron as he contacted both Silas and Airachnid, but instead of the call being serious, they both saw Megatron's optics widen as much as they could, before the mech snarled though his end for those two to stop what they were doing. "I don't care if you two have…special needs for each other at this very nano-klik. Report down here immediately" snarled Megatron before he hung up. "What was that about?" asked Arcee to Starscream. "I know that look; I saw it once before when I was with a femme seeker in my berth chambers. I don't need to go into detail, but Megatron looked scarred for life after seeing me with my femme seeker" said Starscream.
After all of the Decepticons had gathered around in the room, Megatron started the meeting by saying "Now, since I still retain the memories of my past life, I was able to conceive this brilliant plan of mine on how we can all get back on the ship, and regain control of it…"
While the Decepticons were planning on how to reclaim their ship, Jack was back at the Autobot base, being depressed as ever. Miko was resting her head on his chest as she slept, with Jack stroking her hair. He was thinking of Arcee, and how she had stooped so low as to become Megatron's whore. Was she the same as before? Who was Vicarious? Did she really want to come back to the Autobots? All of these questions and more buzzed through his head as Jack continued to think.
The young man sighed, and then looked over to where Optimus was trying to decode the Iacon database. Nobody had told the Prime that Arcee was only here a few weeks ago, and he was just recovering from his ever-so-long mourning. Jack looked up at the ceiling and thought of something that happened only last week ago. Agent Fowler and June Darby went into town to get a few supplies, but… Jack closed his eyes in pain. "Mom…" he said before he began crying silently.
Back in Jasper, Nevada, June Darby was experiencing both the most horrible and embarrassing torture of her entire life. She was in Fast Willy's house, and he made her wear a black basque, fishnet stockings, a black satin choker, fingerless fishnet evening gloves, black playboy bunny ears, high-heeled boots, and nothing else. Fast Willy would often grope her, and force her to pleasure him or entertain him. Her skin was covered in bruises from all the times that Willy would hit her (either to him being drunk, she refusing to do something degrading, or a usual combination of the two.) Right now, he had her close to him on his ottoman, with the nurse sitting on his lap as he ran his fingers through her hair and the other hand groping her breast. They were both watching TV (he had to do a lot of work to hook up his house to one of the still running power lines, and only then, sometimes he would get a good cable signal.) He was watching one of the adult channels, but June was only thinking of the others. She wondered how Fowler was doing since Fast Willy knocked him out with a crowbar and took June as his prize. He placed a lot of bruises on her during the first two days, and he raped her every hour since then.
"Fuck! I'm losing the signal again!" cursed the muscle-bound tattooed racer as the screen projected snow. "Listen whore, I need you to get me another beer, and then it'll be time for us to have sex again" the racer grunted. June whimpered as she winced, before Willy growled and hit her, causing the nurse to fall to the floor. "I said get me a beer, you cunt" snarled Willy. June crawled as fast as she could to get away from Willy, but the heavy racer pinned her down as he whispered harshly in her ear "I'll think I'll fuck you first and then I'll have you get my beer." June winced as she knew what was coming next…
The Decepticons were before the ship as it lowered itself and allowed Megatron, Starscream, Knockout, Silas, and Dreadwing to board. Megatron had contacted the ship and said that they needed to use the medical bay so Starscream could give birth. In return, they all pledged loyalty to the ship. Starscream had to fake that he was in the process of giving birth, so he had to fake some contractions. "Ow! Starscream, must you squeeze my servo so hard?" snarled Knockout in a harsh whisper. "Well, I do have to pretend that I'm giving birth, so shut it!" snarled back Starscream in a low voice. I hope that Arcee and Airachnid are having just as much luck as we are thought Megatron.
Both Arcee and Airachnid were sneaking in through the air vents of the ship, with Arcee in the lead in vehicle form and Airachnid following in her spider form. So far, they haven't met any obstacles, and they had managed to pass through several vents when the ship began moving. "Looks like that we're airborne" said Arcee. "Gee, what made you think that?" Airachnid sarcastically said. They both resumed crawling through the vents, and resumed crawling in silence.
Megatron and the others had made it to the medical bay when Starscream suddenly squeezed Knockout's servo really hard. "Ow! Will you stop that? We're already in the med bay!" shouted back Knockout. "This time it's for real!" said a panicking Starscream. All of the Decepticons looked at Starscream, and Megatron said "Just great. And Starscream, please give birth slowly because…you know." Starscream just looked at Megatron and said "You obviously never gave birth before, now have you?" before he began screaming.
Vicarious was lumbering through the hallways when he heard the screaming. He then rushed to the medical bay and rammed through the doors. The decepticons in the room turned around and saw Vicarious, but the mech took one look at Starscream giving birth before he cringed then ran out of the room screaming. He screamed and ran though the hallways, crashing through the standing Eradicons and Insecticons until he was on the other side of the ship. There, he stopped and panted as the image played through his mind. "Vicarious, is there something wrong?" asked the ship. Vicarious was silent for a few minutes, and then said "It's that…I saw…well, I don't know what I saw, but it was the most disgusting thing to witness." The ship was silent for a moment, and then said "That was the process of birth, Vicarious. You were born differently from your creator. Your creator was cut open so she could give birth to you." Vicarious looked up at the ship, then said "Is…is that what happened? My mother died so she could give birth to me?" Feeling week, Vicarious felt his legs give way as he sat on the floor in shock.
The ship was silent for a moment, and then said "In all actuality, she is still alive. I will tell you who she is after you offline those on board. First, I need you to head down to the power control center and offline the two femmes down there. They're planning to take me offline." "Two femmes? None of them are pregnant, right?" asked Vicarious. "No" replied the ship. Vicarious took a deep breath, and then headed down to the power control center. If those two femmes were to offline the ship, then Vicarious would never know who his creator was.
Arcee and Airachnid were very close to removing the dark energon when they both heard a scraping sound. A large claw ripped through the door, before the hole began widening. "We'd better finish this fast" said Airachnid before she began spinning and began drilling into the power core. Arcee began setting some bombs that Dreadwing gave to her when Vicarious burst through the door. His claw clamped around Arcee's neck as he threw her against the wall with great force. He looked up and growled at Airachnid, but the spider smirked, then began running on her spider legs. Vicarious' arm transformed into a massive blaster and began launching plasma balls of energy at the spider. Airachnid hissed, and then began shooting webs at Vicarious. The mech snarled, and then tried to move, but it felt as if something was holding him back. He looked down at his pede, and saw his leg caught in webs.
This gave Airachnid her chance as she leapt down from her position and began scratching the mech with acid leaking out of her legs. Vicarious screamed, but then the spider hissed when Arcee kicked the spider in the faceplates. Airachnid hissed, and then began attacking Arcee. "Why must you protect this freak? He doesn't know who you are?" screamed Airachnid. Acree glared at Airachnid, and then punched the spider in the faceplates as she shouted "I won't let you hurt him! Even with what Shockwave has done to him and with Megatron taking him away from me, he's still my sparkling!" This shocked Vicarious on a level that he never imagined possible. Arcee was his creator?
Vicarious remained silent as he watched the two femmes fight, but as they fought, Airachnid seemed to have the upper hand in the fight. "As much fun as I had with you Arcee, I really have to go with my mate Silas and leave before it's too late" said Airachnid before she turned around and ran. She stopped when she was at the door, and turned around and said "I hope that the both of you enjoy Dreadwing's way of ending the battle. I'd love to stay and enjoy the fireworks, but my mate calls for me." Arcee then looked up and saw Dreadwing's bombs blink before they began going off in a chain reaction.
Megatron had watched Starscream give birth to his third sparkling when rumblings shook the ship. "What the? What's going on?" snarled Megatron. "Warning: Ship losing altitude. Warning: Ship losing…" said the Nemesis before it fell silent. "I don't like the way that the ship lost its voice like that" said Knockout. "Has anyone seen Silas?" asked Dreadwing. Megatron took notice, then snarled "Just where did he go?" More blasts began shaking the ship when a loud engine echoed down the hallway, and a black Scammell R100 HAT military lorry came driving into the medical bay with Arcee riding on it. It transformed, and Vicarious was holding Arcee in his arms. He looked at Megatron and said "Mom's hurt."
Megatron then looked at the femme and said "You told him, didn't you? You do realize that I'm going to make you suffer for telling him that." Arcee looked away for a moment, then looked back at Megatron and said "Vicarious heard me state that I was his creator after I let it slip while fighting Airachnid. She was hurting him, and even though you took him away from me the second that he was born, he's still my son." Megatron growled, and then said "I told you that you were to never see your sparkling again, Arcee. Now, with him knowing that you're his creator, that messes up my plans that I had for him. However…" as he placed a servo to his chin and rubbed "I can now use you as a bargaining chip in case Vicarious no longer obeys me." Vicarious looked at Megatron and said "Just what are you planning to do to Mom?" "Vicarious, you have no choice to obey me. With the state that Arcee's in, she won't survive long, and where will you go for medical attention. Plus, she's my mate, which means that she's my possession. If you do what I say, she'll remain unharmed. But, if you disobey me, I'll be forced to hurt her, and you'll have to watch every moment of it" said Megatron.
Vicarious gritted his dentals as he reluctantly handed Arcee over to Knockout to repair her. Vicarious looked down in shame as he thought of his servitude to Megatron. He used to be a loyal minion of Megatron, but now…he didn't know. Just who am I? thought Vicarious. A sudden rumbling shook the ship as the decks seem to tilt forward and the Decepticons began losing their footing. "What's happening?" snarled Megatron. Before anybody could answer, more explosions shook the ship as it began losing altitude and began heading for the Earth below for impact.
A few days had passed since the ship crash-landed, and all of the mechs onboard were busy making repairs. Vicarious was handed the task of carrying the heavy equipment for the power core's repairs. Arcee was chained to Megatron's berth again as she sat in silence. Tears leaked down from her optics as she was once again forced to endure Megatron's torture again. Since she let it slip that she was Vicarious' creator, Megatron placed as much pain on her as possible to remind her who was in charge and why his orders were never to be disobeyed.
Arcee heard the doors open, and in walked Megatron again. He sat down next to her, and pulled her close as he began nibbling on her horn. She sighed, and then pulled away from Megatron. Megatron began to snarl, but saw Arcee recline back and spread her legs apart as much as she could. She was looking away from Megatron as she blinked and said nothing. "Arcee, is something wrong?" asked Megatron after a while. She was silent for a moment, then said "Ratchet was right; I'm nothing more than a pleasurebot. I was a warrior and Vicarious' creator at one point, but now, I'm nothing more than your pleasurebot for you to rape and hurt me to your spark's content. I'm past the point of ever producing sparklings, my valve is loose enough to fit your claw in, you tortured me in all sorts of sick erotic pleasings that you desire…in short; I'm a degraded honor-less femme. I'm even lower than Starscream. Just please, rape me now to get it over with."
Megatron was silent as he heard what Arcee said. "But Arcee, you're my queen…" began Megatron before the femme snorted and said "Yeah right. You don't even know what it means to have a mate. Starscream is what the humans call 'your bitch' and I'm something far lower than him." She then looked at Megatron, who was just staring at her port before he looked at Arcee in the optic and said "I just remembered that I had to shout at Starscream again for…" before he ran out of the room. "Fragger" she said before she resumed staring out into space.
Knockout was busy buffing out his dents when Megatron came barging into his medical bay and said "Knockout, we have a problem." "What is it? Did Arcee twist in the wrong way and now you pulled your cable?" said Knockout sarcastically as he tried to buff out a rather large dent. Megatron glared at him, then snarled "It's not that…not that I actually would mind, but that's not the point. Remember how I told you to keep Arcee's valve tight so she wouldn't get loose?" "Yeah? Why do you ask? Do you need her valve made tighter?" asked Knockout sarcastically. "Close. I need you to install a new valve in her. Her old one is far too loose for my tastes" said Megatron. Knockout dropped his buffer and turned around and looked at Megatron. "You want me to what?" said Knockout. "You heard me. I need her to have a new valve installed, and I also need her to have a new uterus. With all the raping that I've done to her, she's sterile" said Megatron. Knockout facepalmed himself and then said "In order for Arcee to have a new valve and uterus, we'll both have to journey to Cybertron and have to find a femme there who is a virgin. The main problem is to find one as fertile as Arcee. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Prime-worthy femme who is both fertile and a virgin?"
Megatron was silent for a moment, and then asked "Is it possible for Shockwave to replicate a valve and uterus from Arcee? I do want to keep her fertility intact." Just then, Arcee came running into the medical bay, and panted "Knockout…I need you to…remove part of my memory…and Vicarious'." Both Knockout and Megatron stared at her, before the medic asked "What happened? Did you see Starscream's port and cable?" before he laughed. "Worse. When I was lying down in Megatron's berthroom, I still had my legs spread. I heard the doors open, and I told the mech to rape and degrade me in the most humiliating and erotic ways. When I pushed myself up, I saw Vicarious standing in the doorway. He then backed up slowly before I screamed and covered up my port. He then ran while he screamed 'My mother's a whore!' I don't think that he trusts me anymore" said Arcee. Both Knockout and Megatron just stared at Arcee as the medic said "That has got to be the most disturbing thing that I've ever heard."
This day just keeps on getting better and better thought Megatron before he said "Um, Arcee? Shockwave is very good at removing memories, so we could get that removed." "We might as well get Vicarious as well, if we can get him to even come within a klik of me" said Arcee. "Yes, but only after we find a way to install a new valve and uterus in you" said Megatron before Arcee turned around and folded her arms beneath her breasts and said "And just who was the one who ruined both of mine?" before Megatron sheepishly rubbed the back of his helm. Knockout shook his helm then looked at the both of them and said "Well, all three of us better get down to Shockwave's lab and see if he can clone Arcee's valve and uterus" before the three of them left.
When the three got to Shockwave's lab, they found the scientist working on a large metal dragon-like creature. "Shockwave, we need to ask a favor of you" said Megatron as the scientist looked up from what he was doing. "And what would that be, my liege?" asked Shockwave. "Is it possible for you to clone Arcee's valve and uterus?" asked Megatron. "Of course I can clone transformer organs. Why do you ask for me to clone Arcee's?" asked Shockwave. Arcee then looked up at Megatron with a raised optic ridge, as the mech said "Well, I raped Arcee a little bit too much, and she's not as tight or as fertile as she used to be. I need her to have a new uterus and a new valve installed into her. But not just any valve or uterus; I need replicates of the old ones that she used to have." "Understandable. Just bring the femme over here, and I'll start my work on her" said Shockwave. Megatron looked down at Arcee, and then said to her gently "He never dated anyone before, so he doesn't understand why mechs and femmes love to frag each other." Arcee nodded, and then walked over to Shockwave as she got up on his berth and relaxed.
Six hours later, Arcee groaned as her lower body ached from what Shockwave did to her. He took out a good proportion of her uterus and her vale. Megatron was next to her as well, with his servo over her mid-section. Megatron had found out that Arcee was trying to carry a sparkling, but it perished inside of her inhospitable uterus, thanks to the constant raping and the birth of Vicarious. The warlord had decided to not tell Arcee that a sparkling had perished inside of her. A few tears leaked out of his optics over the thought that he could have been a sire, but that dream was gone for the moment. How he wished that he was back in his former life as a dog instead of being trapped in this world inside of a Cybertronian body.
Shockwave was busy creating the reproductive organs for Arcee within one of his tubes within his lab. The scientist didn't understand on why Lord Megatron wanted to have Arcee's reproductive organs repaired so he could have sparklings. Why not make clones of his warlord so they could live on instead of creating a flawed life-form? But then again, his liege was acting rather strange for the last two years, as if he was malfunctioning. Before his conquest to Earth, Lord Megatron was perfection for the war; diabolical, cruel, merciless, unforgiving, a true leader. But, ever since Megatron had told him of where he came from, he became flawed. He was no-longer the liege that he, Shockwave, once served under. He even remembered when they spotted a small herd of humans migrating across the wasteland…
"Oh look, my liege. Human test subjects! They would be perfect for my experimentation for understanding their superiority over the other creatures of this planet."
"No, Shockwave. Leave the humans alone. This group has done nothing to us."
"But my liege…"
"I said, leave them alone! Do not question my orders again!"
Shockwave didn't understand on why Lord Megatron gave the command to leave the humans alone. In fact, he even ordered the Vehicons and Insecticons to leave human settlements alone. Looks like that there's a certain obsolete mech that I need to eliminate from the Decepticons thought Shockwave. He turned to his latest experiment sleeping within one of the largest tanks that he had. At least Predaking is perfection here, unlike my flawed liege. We will see who the true leader of the Decepticons is soon enough thought Shockwave.
A few days had passed since the surgery, and Arcee was once again resting on Megatron's berth. Knockout had given Megatron orders that Arcee needs bed rest after having a new uterus and valve installed within her body. As the femme slept, Vicarious passed by the room. He looked at the door, and then looked ahead as he resumed moving. He didn't want to have anything to do with his creator after what he learned of her.
Within the laboratory, Shockwave was busy creating a few more Predacons when Vicarious entered the lab. "You called for me, Shockwave?" asked Vicarious. "Yes, I did, Vicarious. I just need you to help me with some of the Predacons here" said Shockwave. Not clearly understanding what Shockwave meant, Vicarious came closer to the scientist and looked at Predaking and asked Shockwave "And how do I help you?" A sudden pain erupted through his leg as Vicarious stumbled, and then began losing consciousness as Shockwave said "I just need something of yours that I can't replicate…your spark."
Later that day, Megatron had passed by Shockwave's lab. He wanted to see how the Predacon project was coming along when he stepped through the doors, and the sight that he saw horrified him. He saw Vicarious on a berth, but he was stripped past the protoform, and he saw parts of his innards. Overcoming his shock, Megatron snarled "Shockwave, what are you up to?" "Oh, I'm just taking care of one of my flawed experiments" said Shockwave as he came back with a spark-extracting tool in his servo. "What do you mean that Vicarious is a flawed experiment? He's Arcee's sparkling!" snarled Megatron. Shockwave turned his helm and looked at Megatron as he said "Yes, but he's an experiment for not living up to our expectations. I'm just going to remove his spark and replace it with a Predacon spark, nothing more." Megatron then held up his blaster cannon at Shockwave and snarled "You leave him alone. I consider him to be perfect. He just needs some motivation to be an excellent Decepticon, Shockwave." Shockwave narrowed his optic at Megatron, and then nodded. So it seems that I was correct in my hypothesis in that there is one Decepticon that needs to be removed thought Shockwave.
Two days later, Knockout slumped towards his berthroom to rest. He's been forced to work on Vicarious for the last two days, or it would have been his head on the line as well as his spark. Knockout punched in a few commands, and his berthroom door opened. Tiredly, he walked towards his berth, then collapsed on it as he let sleep take over him as he escaped to dreamland.
Vicarious was in his room as he stared up at the ceiling. Knockout had done a rather good job in repairing him, but only the physical scars were healed on Vicarious, not the mental scars. His trust for his creator was lost; his trust in Shockwave was shattered… Vicarious sighed, and then turned over to his side. He trusted Shockwave and he even helped him on the Predacon experiments, but now…he didn't know what to make of him anymore.