-1Here's where the M rating comes in.
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Dang, those chains were getting annoying… Zephyr squirmed for what seemed like the millionth time, trying to get at least somewhat comfortable. Seahawk heard the chains rattle again. "Do you want me to take those off?" She looked to him with a smile. "Wouldn't you get in trouble, though?" He stood up. "Not if I move quickly," he said with a smile behind his mouth panel. Getting up he walked into the cell and unchained Zephyr. "Better?" Rubbing her wrists, she smiled. "Much." Seahawk nodded, sat down against the cell bars and sighed, looking up at the ceiling.
Galvatron opened the door of the prison. Seahawk, at hearing the door, hustled over to Zephyr and chained her again and murmured a 'sorry', then went to sit outside the cell again, acting tired, with a forced yawn. "Primus, Seahawk, are you ever not tired?" The blue Decepticon asked disgustedly as Seahawk yawned. Not one to miss any offered chance, she aimed a verbal jab. "Tired of you? Probably." He growled, his head snapping in Zephyr's direction, then made his way into the cell and got in her face. "I wouldn't be talking like that if I were you…" Just hanging in her chains, she smirked. "This coming from the guy who was squealing incoherently last time he was in here." Galvatron growled threateningly, placing a hand on the wall near her head. "You will regret that." She abruptly sneered at him. "What, giving you a really bad day? Never!" He simply gave a sly smile. "You're not going to win this time, Zephyr," he said, slowly tracing a finger down from her neck. "Because I have you chained to a wall, which means," he started, moving closer to her. "…I have the upper hand," he purred, the hand from the wall moving down along her chest and down to reach her pelvic plates… and remove them. //She gasped, feeling absolute horror flood through her.// "You wouldn't…" He smiled. "I would," he growled seductively and kissed her, pressing his body against hers.
Megatron felt something, something terrifying, and a gasp… her gasp. "No, he can't…" Optimus looked up at him from informing his troops about the mission. He leaned over to him. "What's wrong, Megatron?" His face showed both anger and horror. "He's going to rape her!" he roared and burst out of the prep training room. //Disbelief… Disbelief and shock… 'This can't be happening, no, please, not this…' Terror and helplessness…// Assaulted by her feelings, he fell to the ground, feeling just as helpless as she was feeling. //"Zephyr! No!"//
Galvatron smiled as he rubbed his hand against where her pelvic plates had previously been, humming in pleasure as he did so. She was shaking, more from fear than anything else. "S-stop it… Don't… Please…" Galvatron smiled wickedly, his mouth moving to her neck, biting it, sending energon trickling from it. Seahawk stood by and watched, not knowing what to do, his mind wanted to help Zephyr, but his body wouldn't move. She pulled at her chains, trying to do something, anything to stop him, but there was nothing she could do save whimper. All her defiance was gone. Galvatron smiled and kissed her deeply, pressing himself against her… Taking the offered opportunity, she bit him. He just growled, still smiling. "That doesn't hurt," he said slyly and pushed harder against her. "But this will…" To her credit, she stayed silent. At least outwardly. //Inwardly she screamed to the heavens. 'Not this, not this… Help me, God… Help me…'//
Before Galvatron had a chance to do much of anything else, Seahawk tackled him and sent him to the floor. Seahawk quickly undid the chains and set Zephyr free. Galvatron stood up and glared at his fellow Decepticon. "What is the meaning of this, Seahawk?" The sea plane glared back and pointed his cannon at him. "Don't you dare touch her again." She trembled where she stood, standing by her savior, not daring to go for her discarded pelvic plates yet. Galvatron smirked. "Ah, it seems the bronze but no brains has fallen for the little prisoner," he chimed charmingly, finding Seahawk's supposed weakness. Seahawk glared at him. "Tell me, Seahawk, what is it about her that makes you want to act like this, makes you want to be an," he spat out the next word, "Autobot," he snarled like it was the most hideous thing to say. Seahawk had one answer. "Because she's not like you," he said simply and blasted Galvatron. To his shock, it was just shaken off. His surprise froze him in place long enough for the Decepticon leader to return the favor. Thus ended the life of Seahawk, the Decepticon who had been an Autobot all along.
Galvatron approached Zephyr again and growled deep in his throat, now quite annoyed. She retreated, very frightened. Feeling her back come up against the wall, she shuddered. What could she do? Galvatron grabbed her by the neck. "You will pay dearly for this," he said in a harsh whisper. Her whip… Maybe if she… It formed in her hand and she prepared to clobber him with everything she still had. He just laughed. "Not this time," he proclaimed as he twisted her arm, making her whip retract involuntarily. A sharp gasp of pain escaped her at that. //Now she really was defenseless.//
Megatron felt Zephyr's helplessness, knowing somehow her weapons were taken away or useless. Down in a crouch on the floor, shuddering as her fear flooded him, he cursed Galvatron for all of this. He could feel her terror, could practically see the smirking face of his 'son'… This was a nightmare; the worst nightmare he could think of! He remembered the mountaintop so long ago, remembered it as if it were yesterday… Starscream's evil smirk, the laughter of the other two, and pain, so much pain…
Desperate, she tried to rake him with her claws as she had on her first day there. Galvatron growled and punched her, sending her to the ground. "I won't let you leave, not after what you did." She tried to get back up, but a powerful hand clamped down on her shoulder. "Oh no you don't," that sickeningly suave voice said. Abruptly she was thrust upon her back and pinned down, hard. Her spark promptly froze in her chest. "N-no," she begged one last time, their faces mere inches apart. "Yes," he growled back, voice fairly dripping with lust, before clamping his mouth over hers in a savage, brutal kiss that served to muffle her screams. Arms pinned, whip disabled, well and truly helpless since he was quite a bit stronger, all she could do was struggle futilely as he had his way with her.
When Optimus finally found Megatron, it looked as if the poor Decepticon was having a seizure, since he was just barely on hands and knees, his claws digging deep furrows into the floor as shudder after violent shudder ripped through him. His voice wavered as he gasped, mentally nowhere near all the way there, jaw set and growling pain-filled hate as he hissed feeble pleas to whatever god was listening and repeatedly swore death to Galvatron. Feeling utterly helpless, Optimus could only hold his stricken brother in his arms and try to comfort him as he suffered whatever tortures Zephyr was being put through. It hurt him. Seeing his brother in so much pain and being unable to do anything… But the worst was yet to come, he soon found, as Megatron gave a soft, whimpering gasp, his whole body stiffening and his back arching. Throwing his head back, he didn't scream so much as let out an utterly heartbreaking sob. A second later he went limp in his brother's arms, panting weakly and trembling like a frightened child. Optimus was put in mind of his earliest childhood as he held the thoroughly traumatized Decepticon to him. How many times had his brother done the same thing for him after he'd awakened from a nightmare? "Optimus…" He could barely recognize his brother's voice, feeble croaking hiss that it had become. "Optimus, h-he raped her. He raped her…" That was all for a few minutes, but it was enough. Now it all made sense; the apparent seizure, his murmured words, the way the formerly heartless warlord was clinging to him… "It's going to be all right, Megatron," he tried to reassure his brother. "We'll get her back." Receiving no response, he held his brother closer. His next words were growled. "I swear it."
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I warned you guys… Seriously.
