Disclaimer: I own only my OC Shadowfire and changes to existing plot.
Warning: If you don't like sexual content then skip the section marked like below. The end will be similarly marked.
*Start*
Breem- 8.3 minutes
Nano-klick- One second
Klick- 1.2 minutes
Joor- 6.5 hours
Solar cycle- One day
Cycle- 1.25 hours
Vorn- 83 years
.:abcd:.- Comm' link
{abcd}- Bond
"abcd"- Cybertronian
abcd- Thought's
Chapter 6
He really shouldn't have allowed me to cloak. As soon as the horn was blown I cloaked silently moving around the edge of the field, flanking the confused soldier's. Taking a last look at the absolutely pathetic weapon I had been given I fired taking out four of the 24 recruits in one strike. I moved firing again when they turned to where I had been.
Just for effect I ducked behind a building uncloaked and stepped out firing battle mask down. Before they responded I ducked back again and cloaked before setting up as ten of them rounded the corner I waited a sec before firing. I hit most but two got away until I jumped around the corner taking them down as well.
Between their cursing and complaint's I got the feeling they didn't like me. Then I came up with an amazing idea, my holoform. Not only will they not understand why a woman is shooting at them but it allows me twice the fire power. Activating it I had it/me pick up a gun then move off into position for another ambush.
When they came into view moving cautiously I decide to listen for a nano-klick.
"Who the hell is this? We've been training with that big fucker for weeks and we were doing fine, then they throw this at us?"
"I know we can't even see him on thermals."
He? Why you sexist fragger. Deciding it was time to end it me and my holoform opened up on them. Only a few were able to fire at all and they missed. The horn blew again so I deactivated my holoform and uncloaked, watching as they stared shocked at me appearing right in front of them.
"Don't ever judge your opponent by their gender." I said with a slight edge to my voice before standing up and walking past a shocked Lennox and Epps, who were watching from next to my dad.
"I'm going on a flight, please try to avoid any friendly fire." I said sarcastically
"Don't temp me 'Con." Dad said
I held back a sob as I jumped up transforming midair and blasted off over the ocean. I flew around for about two hours before I landed in front of the firing range. I formed my rifle then grabbed it from my back and indisriminatlly firing at targets.
I'm not sure if I was fragged off, depressed, or both. I eventually settled on depressed and just sat down hugging my knees to my chest plates, optic's staring at the ground. No bot but Ratchet knows about who I am, and if I told them they'd just hate me even more. Why do I even try? No matter what I loose... well except one.
I formed my daggers and stared at them for a second before dropping them to the ground. Forming my sword I drew it watching the purple fire dance and glow along the blade. I've taken so many lives' with it what's one more. None of them need me, not even Sapphire she's already able to take care of herself. She was barely a sparkling for any time at all.
This is better anyway it'll only hurt for a little while, she'll survive, I did. Besides all the bots love her and I know at least mom would take care of her, in fact she's better off without me anyway.
"Shadow?"
I didn't bother answering.
"Shadow what are you doing here?" My mom asked now in front of me.
"I'd ask if you've ever had a secret you couldn't tell anyone but I know you do." I said ignoring her question.
"Fine, then tell me how you got that sword."
I let out a humorless chuckle. " You wouldn't believe me if I told you, or you would and hate me... that's why I have to do this."
"Shadow what the frag are you talking about? Just tell me, you know you can tell me anything." She demanded/pleaded probably because she didn't like how I was staring at my sword.
"Fine" I said resigned "you want to know what going on, I got my memories back."
She was quiet for a moment "Shadow that gre-"
"No it's not great, I hate myself the things I've done, and I'm sure my family would to." I said "So tell me Chromia what would you do if your daughter had lost her memories and joined the 'Cons? What if she had done terrible things as a 'Con?"
Once she got over her surprise my mom thought for a minute.
"If I found out my daughter was alive then 'Con or not I would do everything I could to find her no matter what she had done."
"But would you still love her? Despite everything that she did?"
My mom sighed "Shadow you didn't know any better I'm sure your family would forgive you, just as I would my daughter."
My spark stopped, I couldn't believe what she had said sure she still didn't know but maybe there's a chance.
"I don't know, my dad really hates 'Cons."
She vented sharply.
"Ok, so you want to know how I got this sword." I asked looking at mom questioningly, when she nodded I continued.
"It was given to me by someone very close to me the day my family thinks I died, the day I lost my memories."
"Who gave it to you?" Mom asked. She probably thinks I just knew her daughter.
"My dad gave to me as a gift to celebrate my last day as a youngling." I said looking intently at my mom.
I watched her start connecting the dots between everything I said.
"I should have died in the youth sector, it would have been easier. But apparently I put up enough of a fight to be worth capturing for their use."
By this time Chromia was staring at me optics wide shock, confusion, and joy coming over our bond.
"Shadowfire?" She asked cautiously, reminding me of when we first talked again over our bond.
"Yea mom it's me." I said, only to be pulled into a hug.
I was surprised usually I would have to hug her, even before my "death". This was interrupted by a sudden flare of anger from my mom, and I flinched. I knew I shouldn't have tried, it was just selfish an-
"Shadowfire, sweetspark I'm not mad at you" she said holding me even tighter "I'm mad at the fraggin 'Cons who took you away."
"You don't hate me?" I asked needing to hear her say it.
She looked into my optics before answering. "No I don't hate you 'Fire I could never hate you." Purposely not using Shadow to make her point.
It was now that another thought struck me. "Uh mom I would really appreciate if you didn't tell Ratchet about this."
"Why not? You were about to offline yourself!"
"That was because I was shot by my aunt, stabbed my dad in the knee and then had no one to talk to for two months. Now I have you."
She thought about this for a second before nodding her helm. Then she suddenly smacked the side of my helm.
"Ow the frag was that for!" I exclaimed glaring at her.
"Don't you ever do that again!" She yelled smacking me again "or I swear to Primus I will bring you back just to beat the slag out of you!"
Aannnd mother-daughter bonding moment over. Eh it was good while it lasted.
I don't know how Ratchet found out, I swear he knows everything. Thankfully he didn't tell everyone. He did however smack me upside the head with a wrench, and threaten to slag me after Chromia was done. Primus is nothing a secret from him?
Oh speaking of mom I don't know if anyone but Ratchet and I have noticed the difference in her mood. They probably have but haven't said anything, not that they'd tell me about it anyway. Well Sapphire would, but she's likely to busy training to notice. Yes training I don't like it but I know it's necessary, plus she's being trained by my mom and her sisters so she'll be fine.
I however have been sent again to greet more new arrivals. I had laughed when Optimus first told me, after last time I thought he was joking. Nope he just thinks it better to get it over asap. At least he and Ratchet are here this time so I probably won't offline... I hope.
I was standing as close to Optimus as I could without being awkward, which meant just far enough for Elita not to think I was trying to replace her. These was judged over about five minutes of me slowly moving closer to them, watching her frame tense and relax 'til I was close enough to be safe but not have her looking at me suspiciously.
While she doesn't hate me she doesn't quite trust me either. I think she knows I'm hiding something, which I am but just not what she thinks. Any further musings were put to a halt by the landing of four bots. Is there some rule they have to travel in fours or just coincidence?
I watched as the pods changed into three mechs and a femme. Two of the mechs were also very much alike... no it can't be I refuse to believe Primus hates me that much. As the thought passed thru my processor they started wrestling with each other arguing about Primus knows what. The femme and other mech just watched obviously used to this, poor bots.
This went on for about a minute until they noticed Optimus, Elita, and... me.
"What the frag is she doing here?" Sunstreaker? growled while Sideswipe? just look curious and confused. The other mech had walked over to Ratchet and was now talking with him, while Elita had moved toward the femme who was apparently a friend.
"Shadow has been an Autobot for almost a year now and has given her word not to betray us." Optimus said
"Yes because the word of a decepticon can always be trusted." Sunny said
"You do realize how stupid you sound right?" I asked "Obviously mine has been trusted and the fact they are here to greet you Proves it can be."
"Oh and how is that proof?"
"Considering what my job was I'd call it very definitive proof, or have you already forgotten?"
"Shadow-"
"No Prime he obviously needs a friendly reminder of what I can do. I know he wants to he's been flexing both servos the entire time." I said " besides we may as well get it over with, wasn't that your reason for bringing me?"
He vented knowing it was inevitable. "Please try not to create too much work for Ratchet." He said before moving away, well at least he acknowledges my skills
Sideswipe looked like he was trying to talk 'Streaker out of the idea with no success.
"I'll try not to damage her to bad." Sunny said confidently
I just shook my helm before moving forward and waiting for him to make a fool of himself. He drew both his swords before standing there waiting for something. "Aren't you going to arm yourself or have you already given up?"
I pretended to be surprised "Oh I wasn't aware I needed to it didn't seem fair to you." Causing all the new arrivals to look at me like I grew another helm. The others have seen me train and are very well aware of my skills.
"Your loss." 'Streaker said before attacking.
I waited until he swung at me before dodging his strike, tripping him and then cloaking as he fell. His expression was quite comical when he rose only find me nowhere in sight. I would have toyed with him bit I knew Optimus didn't like it when I did, so I waited until his back was to me before tripping him again and stabbing a dagger thru both his legs and activating its barb. (I had replaced my daggers a while ago and picked up these. They were the most humane pair I could get with the 'Cons, I don't usually use the barbs but this it's better than offlining him.)
I moved away from him then, waiting for a moment before forming my cannon and firing a blast just far enough from his head to not cause damage.
"So now that's done can we get back to base?" I asked uncloaking next to Optimus, while the other femme and mech stared at me in shock.
The other two arrivals were named Jolt and Moonracer, Jolt being blue and Moonracer being green. I learned from my mom that she likes Ratchet... I didn't really think that was possible. Anyway 'Streaker isn't being as much of a glitch now which is perfectly fine with me.
Sideswipe on the other servo won't leave me the frag alone. I thought he would at least be a little angry with me about his brother but apparently not. I think I may have been right about the wing fetish. To top it off I have to go on a mission with the fragger. He better not touch my wings or I'll be coming back alone.
My life sucks. It's something I've known for a while, but now it's being driven home. Viciously.
"Come on Shadow it's no fun talking to myself." The red bot said cheerfully
If he ever shuts up we might actually finish this recon mission before I offline from old age. Consider how long that would take you can imagine my frustration. As we were walking into a small pond I finally had enough.
"Shut the frag up and concentrate you glitch!" I hissed at him. He finally muted his vocals but it was already too late, as I noticed a seemingly inconspicuous cable leading into the pond. Before I could so much as utter a curse a massive jolt of electricity seared thru my frame sending me into stasis.
The first thing I noticed when I onlined was the pain coming from my processor. According to the diagnostic I ran someone had forcefully uploaded a large packet of something. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what it contained.
"I know your online 'Fire."
I froze. I have to be dreaming there's no other way. I turned my helm to the right to see a very familiar mech.
"As flattered as I am that you would dream about me it's not. This is very real, but if you don't believe me..." He trailed off while picking up a remote of some sort. I was distracted by a sudden pain that shot thru me. As I lay gasping in the aftermath I was overcome by a powerful feeling of pleasure. As sudden as it came it disappeared leaving me to attempt to collect myself.
"What did you do." I demanded confused, angry, and a little scared by the feeling.
"I thought it was only fair that I get my revenge for you trying to kill me." Barricade drawled his voice accompanied by another unwanted wave of pleasure.
"Then torture and kill me let's just get this over with." I growled trying not to show how unnerved I was by these feelings.
"As fun as that sounds I thought of something better, and with the help of a comrade I came up with this. As you tried to take my life for using you before, I'm going to do the same only this time without the annoying charade. I'm sure you noticed the data that my comrade added to your processor, I believe he's worked on you before." He said " Well that gives me complete control over your emotions and all of your sensors, not to mention a few programs they added."
"What?" I exclaimed not really able to believe or process everything he just said. Before I could do much else I felt myself quickly calming down against my will.
"No need to get all riled up, now let me tell you what it does. You weren't reprogramed, rather I can activate and deactivate the programing with this" He said holding up the remote "and when it activates it overrides your true programing and memories, and the added one's become your new ones. But when deactivated it allows the "true" you to comeback leaving memories of what you did. Basically when it's active you will believe that you are and always have been nothing more than a pleasure bot." He was grinning when he finished, not that I really noticed as I went from angry, to afraid, to terrified.
If I could at least fight back I might have a chance but if it works like he described, it'll be worse that the last time because I truly will be nothing but an interface outlet for him. Worse I'll have no choice but to enjoy it not that I'd know it at the time. I was pulled from my panic when he spoke again.
"Well I see no reason to wait so let's start, and I'd tell you to just enjoy it but I know you will." He said before my world went black.
*Start*
I onlined overloading from a mech's rod in my port. I onlined my optic's to see my master looking down at me with a smug grin. I moaned as he started to thrust faster into me, my optics dimming from pleasure when he played with my wing. Just when I was going to overload again he stopped making me groan. He laughed before quickly continuing over loading at the same time as me.
"Thank you master." I said happy to have pleased him. I was confused when he laughed getting off of me, pulling out a remote and pressing a button before closing the door and leaving. Suddenly all of my memories came rushing back. The feelings from my port now made me feel disgusted instead of content.
The first thing I did was purge everything in my tanks, and even after they were empty I just dry heaved. I wasn't capable of being angry at the moment. I just cried. I felt dirty and used, like I did before but worse so much worse. I eventually just fell into recharge, exhausted for reason's I didn't want to think about.
*End*
This was the theme for the next month whenever I wasn't controlled by that programing I now hated and feared. For a month I was fragged by Barricade and the other's loving every second. Then feeling disgusted, depressed, and angry after I could remember. Eventually I couldn't even feel angry. After that month I just didn't-couldn't care anymore.
After Barricade got bored and just let Scalpel have me. What sanity I had left was torn away piece by piece from the constant pain caused by the spider like bot. After a week my emotion core crashed needing parts they wouldn't waste on me, leaving me unable to feel anything, anger, sadness, fear, and hope were all beyond my capabilities. Scalpel didn't care as long as I could still feel pain.
I found Sideswipe when I was tossed into his cell after another session with Scalpel.
"Shadow?" He said surprised
I didn't answer because I was in too much pain and wasn't able to care enough to try an answer. I wasn't even thankful when he propped me against the wall.
"Thank you" I said out of habit.
"Could you at least pretend to mean it?" He said jokingly
"No." This threw him for a loop.
"Why not?"
"My emotion core is offline and needs to be repaired." I stated
Sideswipe's optic's dimmed before he slowly sat down next to me and just held me. "I don't care if you can't appreciate this now you will later." He said
My logic core saw the truth in this so I let him, slipping into recharge in his arms feeling safe. This turned into our routine when ever I was brought back to our cell over the next week and a half. After that time Barricade decide to give us back to the Autobots, more to see their reactions than anything. That and Scalpel was bored now that I couldn't scream.
They gave Sideswipe my armor to put in his subspace and then headed for the meeting point. I had to be carried there because I couldn't walk. When we arrived I saw Optimus, Chromia and her sisters, Ratchet, and Sunstreaker standing there waiting. If I could have I would have probably felt joy or at least relief but I couldn't.
The 'Con carrying me just tossed me to the ground glad to be rid of me. I couldn't find a reason to get up so I stayed there. That prompted my mom to check thru our bond, and unable to find a logical reason not to I opened my end. I felt her shock and anger at my complete lack of emotions. I'm sure it showed on her face to but I didn't look.
"What did you do to her?" She asked anger clear in her voice.
"Nothing she didn't enjoy... not that she had a choice." Barricade answered. "Now we'll be leaving you to your happy reunion, for you anyway." I heard the sound of engines as they drove off leaving me and Sideswipe.
I felt myself being turned over and saw it was Chromia and Ratchet. Ratchet started scanning me while mom just hovered over me protectively. "Fragging glitch-headed slagger's!" Ratchet exclaimed
This caused my mom to turn to him with an expression that demanded an explanation. "What did they do to her?" She asked her voice dangerously calm.
"It's more like what didn't they do." He growled swearing again. "Her Emotion core is offline, her vocal processor is offline, the same with most of her pain sensors, not to mention the ridiculous amount of virus's she has. Frag she should probably be offline now, and when she can feel anything I'll be amazed if she doesn't offline herself."
"She won-"
"Chromia one impossible threat is not going to deter her at this point. Judging by the programing I just deleted and Barricade's answer she was literally nothing more than a pleasure bot when it was activated." He said grimly "She wasn't just raped but she enjoyed-maybe even loved it until the programing deactivated. I can't imagine how extreme her emotions were to completely short out her emotion core. Then on top of that she looks to have been tortured until her vocal box shorted out from her screaming."
My mom looked like she was about to chase down the 'Cons and slowly offline every single one.
"I'm putting Shadowfire into medical stasis until I've repaired her processor and cleaned out the viruses." Ratchet said as I felt my systems start to shutdown. "I'll be right there when you online sweetspark I promise." Chromia said her optics twin whirlpool's of emotion. Then my sight faded to black as I went offline.
