Author's note. Written by me and the-writing-mew.
Warning for sticky interface scenes.
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Iacon...
Magnus' estate...
Optimus seemed to be in a catatonic like state as he didn't responded, refuelled or even stopped crying.
Ultra Magnus reached for him on the berth and cuddled him against his frame before rocking him back and forth like a baby.
The elder the night before couldn't sleep after a nightmare in which his beautiful little sparkling tried to run away from a big and horrible black dragon with blazing red optics. Said dragon caught him with his claws and took him to the mouth. There his little Optimus cried for someone, anyone to help him that the beast was hurting him...and from the river of life force that left his little body beautiful crystals grew but somehow the sky looked so gloom.
He woke up from it and couldn't stop thinking in his beautiful son who was suffering within that awful city with that horrible brute!
And what he just saw confirmed it; Megatron was not suited for his Optimus... He will do anything in his power to protect him from that beast, anything!
He once gave him away because he was always busy and chose his work before his son, his own spark...but not anymore...
"I'm so sorry, Optimus," he murmured, still cuddling him. "I know I was selfish in giving you up but your Sire didn't want to stay with me and I didn't think I could be Magnus and raise a Sparkling at the same time. Ratchet was an old friend of mine and he offered to take you, he thought you would get on well with his daughter."
He smiled sadly as he remembered all the times he'd visited and seen the two Sparklings happily playing together. It had always warmed his spark to see his son so happy which was why he'd always taken the opportunity to visit Ratchet whenever he could. His friend told him that Optimus was curious about where he came from but since he belonged to a loving family, he accepted that his creators weren't likely to appear.
That had always saddened him but he hadn't wanted to take Optimus from the family he was growing up with. So instead, he'd spent what time he could with his son and always made sure to give him and Red Alert gifts on their creation days and other special days. When Optimus was going through his youngling years, he expressed interest in becoming a Prime and one of the Elite Guards. His Spark had swelled with pride when Optimus had started working towards his career choice and succeeded with all his goals, achieving high marks in his studies and training.
One of the happiest days he could remember was granting Optimus his rank of Prime; he could barely contain his emotions. He'd been tempted to reveal who he was but Optimus was on the cusp of his adult life, his career and future. Magnus hadn't wanted to complicate things, his son still had his adoptive father and sister and many friends, it was enough that Optimus respected and liked him a great deal. He'd decided he would wait, let Optimus have his adventures out in the big wide world, they had plenty of time.
And then Megatron had appeared and ruined everything. Despite Magnus's pleas to give Optimus a chance to accept what was happening, Megatron had ignored them and bonded with his precious son barely a joor after Optimus had discovered his fate. Damn but why hadn't he insisted that Optimus be given at least a week to wrap his mind around it, why hadn't he insisted that Megatron and Optimus simply become betrothed and their bonding day set for a much later date.
Who knows, maybe Optimus could have come to like the emperor, maybe even fallen in love. Anyway, it would not have felt like slavery which was what it had been like for his son. And the poor child had endured it out of love for his home and people.
"I swear I won't let him take you again," Ultra Magnus told his son firmly. "Under Decepticon law, I have the right to reclaim my creation if he's being abused and in a one sided relationship. There's no way he can get you now."
Optimus didn't respond and Magnus hoped that the pain he'd suffered wasn't permanent.
The next day
"He'll be waking up soon," Hook said coolly, obviously still not happy with his leader. "You can talk to him but if he gets distressed, I'll be cutting it short."
Megatron nodded, he'd spent a horrible night alone, knowing his mate hated him and his son was healing form damage he'd inflicted. He'd been so angry, so betrayed that he hadn't thought through his actions. Primus, why did he have to get that medical report before Optimus had told him everything. He wasn't sure how he would have reacted to Optimus's words but at least his mate would have been finally talking to him. Maybe they could have worked something out.
"Mmm," groaned his little son and he shook himself out of his musing and bent down, gently taking his son's good hand.
"Son?" Megatron said softly. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore," was the response as Valour blinked open his optics and turned his head to look at Megatron. "What...happened?"
"I...I made a terrible mistake," Megatron said miserably, squeezing his son's hand. "I hurt you and I didn't mean to. If I could go back in time, I would never have done it."
"My arm," Valour murmured, glancing at the injured arm in a sling and cast. "You tore it off."
"I know," Megatron said, his Spark breaking. "It was a stupid, sparkless thing to do but do you remember what you said to before you fell asleep?"
"I'd forgive you," Valour said softly. "If you promised not to break the treaty..."
Megatron looked down but Valour continued; "And if you forgive the Consort...if you love him...you will...he really sorry...he didn't meant to...he was sad and desperate..."
The sparkling seemed to keep it going but Megatron put his index finger on his little lips successfully silencing him. "I know now..." He said sadly. "I was a fool to ignore it all this time...and... I hope he can forgive me...if Ultra Magnus lets me near him again..."
"He will, if you prove you're not an abusive afthole," A little feminine voice sounded and when the two mechs turned to see there was Slipstream...
...covered in blood...?
"Slipstr...?" Valour tried wide opticed looking at the state she found herself in.
"And what happened to you?" Megatron asked mildly shocked at her looks...it was as if she killed someone!
"Nothing that I couldn't handle... But first you need to tell Ultra Magnus that you want to see the Consort...gently... No matter that you're the Emperor, he's his carrier," She started before taking some blood from her face and continued. "And yes, my carrier updated me besides of what I've heard."
"W- why are you covered in blood...?" Valour tried and honestly Megatron wanted to know it too.
"Oh...? Well... Dreadwing tried to dominate me again so I tried to kill him... I was succeeding when an Autobot caretaker stopped me from finishing him! Didn't she know that it was MY right to end his pathetic existence?!" The femmling told them in annoyance this time shaking her wings before Starscream entered and put a towel on her so she won't splash the entire place.
"I'm sorry...if you will excuse us...?" He said taking his filthy daughter in his arms and looked up at Megatron. "Go and get some rest, you stayed here all night, go to your quarters, Valour will be okay...besides you cannot think without previously resting properly," Said that he left with a whining Slipstream who wished to stay longer.
Now that he left with his daughter they could hear the havoc in the medbay surely for what she did to that youngling who once again tried to take her by force.
"Is okay, you can go... Mama will be here with me... Besides I feel tired..." He said once again with dimed optics. "But dun forget to...forgive... Consort...and mama..." He sighed before falling asleep again.
Megatron sighed too watching him sleep for a while before Red Alert entered relieving him to go and find some peace in his quarters. But before leaving he addressed her. "I... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to be...a brute..."
She smiled kindly. "I know...but you were," He flinched at her harsh words still with that kind smile. "Valour has a great spark and he can love you as he can love me so, please don't feel jealous and...you will have to prove us you're not just a hurried brute who raped my brother."
That made him flinch again but he only said; "You knew Ultra Magnus was his carrier?"
She only shook her head and answered. "I didn't until yesterday but always suspected there was something between them, something deeper, however my father always told me to keep my opinions to myself, and no, I was never told who his sire is."
"You think your sire knows?"
"I am sure he does but for the same reason he kept hidden the fact that the Magnus is his carrier there must be another powerful reason for him not to reveal it; is professional secrecy as you know," Red Alert said watching him scowl at Valour's case of course. "But all I can say is that whoever was able to impregnate the Magnus is very powerful... And no, he's not bonded and I believe he never told the sire... I think they will know by now," She added guessing what will be his next question.
He nodded and lifted himself up from the chair he was occupying before leaving; his processor invaded with too many thoughts about the recent events...
But one thing worried him, what if Optimus' creators never let him see him again?
When he reached his quarters he found a box on their berth and when he opened he flushed deeply before depressing again fast... After all Optimus said he will bring another 'serpent' to their collection...
...his mate was finally giving him a true chance and he ruined it!
He felt worse than ever now as he lay there and hold the box with the gifts inside all the time thinking about his poor Optimus.
...
Meanwhile..
Iacon...
Magnus estate...
A tall and old mech walked through the luxurious hallways towards the garden looking for a certain mech. His escort following behind him not missing his hurried steps as he turned into a corner and continued walking without losing the elegance with every step he took.
Once in the garden he ordered his escorts to wait him at the entrance as he entered and went towards the silent Magnus who was trying to feed an unresponsive and crying mech.
Said Magnus turned to find the cold blue optics of the high council Alpha Trion. "So, you found out?" The younger of them started. "Without doubt gossips are the faster way to get a message to the Council."
Alpha Trion's cold optics hardened and the Magnus only ignored him and resumed his task with his depressed, catatonic son.
Finally the oldest of them spoke coldly. "Why you didn't tell me? Why do I have to find this way that not only we have a son but you give him away twice! And the second time as a sacrificial animal for that beast!"
Ultra Magnus continued with his task and answered without meeting his optics. "Because you were always busy, because I was always busy when I became a Magnus and we both didn't have time for a sparkling; besides, after you took my seal you said that I should focus on my work and that only not leaving me to explain that you've impregnated me...oh, and of course let's not forget you told me what happened between us was just a test to prove my loyalty and unless it was a matter that included Cybertron or its colonies you didn't want me near," This time Ultra Magnus turned to him and added; "Don't tell me you aged so fast that you've forgotten that?"
Alpha Trion's optics hardened even more and he stated harshly. "And our son being bonded to the Decepticon Emperor did not in any way affect Cybertron?"
"And what would you have done?" Ultra Magnus replied furiously. "Megatron was determined to have him; I feared that he would simply kidnap him and impose harsh restrictions on our people. I didn't realise that brute would simply bond with him just like that, most of the Cons don't do that."
"Well you were wrong," Alpha Trion accused, gesturing towards Optimus who was still limp and did not seem even aware a new bot was there. "Look at him, he's practically a drone."
"Don't talk about our son like that," Magnus said furiously, hugging Optimus to him. "His mate abused him, his worst fears came true, of course he's in a bad way. But I'm going to look after him until he recovers."
"And what about the Autobots?" Alpha Trion demanded.
"They will manage without me for a few cycles," Magnus argued. "Now unless you have something useful to contribute, leave me be."
"Don't you speak to me that way," Alpha Trion said furiously, grabbing his wrist. "I can still take you to my berth."
"With you on top?" Magnus said in contempt. "Now that really would be an amazing feat."
"Why you insolent...," Alpha Trion exclaimed in outrage before there was a knock, interrupting them.
"Yes?" Alpha Trion said in a harsh tone as an aide entered.
"Sir, there's an incoming transmission coming from Kaon Palace," the aide replied softly.
"It must be Megatron," Alpha Trion mused as Magnus exclaimed. "He's not getting my son."
"We'd better receive it," Alpha Trion declared. "Unless you want him coming here?"
"Fine," Magnus snapped, snatching his wrist back from the sire of his son. "I'll speak to him."
"You?" Alpha Trion said as Magnus gently laid his son down before getting up.
"Yes me," Magnus said, marching away to the computer, Alpha Trion following closely.
"What do you want?" the large blue Autobot demanded as soon as he saw who was calling.
"How is Optimus doing?" Megatron asked softly.
"How do you think he's doing?" Ultra Magnus replied furiously. "I asked you to be gentle with him, to take your time and what did you do? You fragging well forced him into your berth."
"I know, I made a mistake," Megatron said earnestly. "I want to make it up to Optimus and Valour."
"Valour?" came a voice. "Who is Valour?"
Ultra Magnus scowled and ignoring the other voice said to the mech in the screen. "The sparkling whose arm was ripped off by you yesterday because he was calling his mother by her title? Or you mean the sparkling you realised you had with my son, who doesn't know you and now must be scared to death by you?"
Megatron fought to keep his face neutral but the other voice spoke again. "I have a grandson?! What else will I need to find out today?!"
That was enough to make Megatron's optics widen; Optimus' sire was also there! And just as Red Alert said he just found out he have a son...and now a grandson.
"If you excuse me, Megatron, I have more important things to attend as you can see," Magnus started before another very old mech but somehow very well maintained stood in front of the screen.
The Decepticon emperor fought the urge to widen further his optics at the sight of this mech...a mech he knew well... High Council mech Alpha Trion, leader of leaders and the silent voice behind the Magnus.
'That old relic cannot be his sire! He's way older than Hook, maybe even than Cybertron!' Megatron's panicked processor thought for a moment before said relic addressed him.
"We meet again, Megatron, just that the circumstances are different," Alpha Trion said. "Optimus is fine even after all the abuse he suffered at your hands, so he will remain here where he belongs, with his people, you're not welcome... However my grandson is, so please do not insist."
Alpha Trion's words pierced his spark as if a blade made of ice passed through him; it was what he feared the most...
And the worst is that he can do nothing! Especially since Ultra Magnus himself witnessed everything.
"Oh," The older mech started. "Be sure if you try to attack us, we will defend back, but I believe you're a smart mech and are Emperor for a reason and will realize that slavery will only take your own income. Goodbye."
With that Alpha Trion cut the call without another word from Megatron, or giving him a chance and turned towards Ultra Magnus again.
"So, what else do I need to know?!"
"Nothing," Ultra Magnus said shortly. "But I doubt Megatron is going to give up his son."
"We will see," Alpha Trion stated. "At least this is one member of my family I can see grow up."
The younger Mech just grumbled something under his breath, walking back to his son and ignoring the older Mech.
"Optimus," he said gently. "You didn't fail son, you protected our people and helped to give them a better life."
"He said he was going to enslave them," Optimus whispered, still miserable.
"Son, he only said that to hurt you," Ultra Magnus assured him. "He is a wretched brute who doesn't deserve such a sweet, brave Mech like you."
There was a pause and then Optimus said.
"He was so angry, because I gave away our son. Why did I do that?"
"To protect him," Ultra Magnus assured him. "You wanted the best for him; he ended up with a wonderful family who loved him like his own. Just like they loved you."
"It wasn't enough," Optimus said as Ultra Magnus hugged his son close, still ignoring Alpha Trion who did not like being ignored.
Perhaps he really did have to teach the young Mech a lesson.
Kaon Palace
"I do not believe this!" Megatron said in complete exasperation as he marched back into the Med Bay where Starscream and Hook had been talking.
"The Magnus not allowing you to talk to Optimus?" Starscream questioned and Megatron said. "It is worse than that."
"Worse?" Hook questioned.
"Tell me the name of the oldest, most decrepit Autobot on the planet," Megatron commanded them.
"Well, there's several," Starscream mused, thinking of the Autobot High Council. "But I suppose the oldest would be that Alpha Trion, he's pretty ancient, he's even older than Hook."
"Very funny," growled Hook before asking. "What's that got to do with Optimus."
"He's his Sire," Megatron said mulishly and they stared at him.
"That ancient bot?" Hook said in astonishment. "But...he's enough to be...to be..."
"Your great grandfather?" Starscream said cheekily. "That is old."
He ducked the object Hook threw at him with a laugh.
"I don't believe this," Megatron muttered. "How could a Mech like that produce my sweet Optimus?"
The other two stayed in silence not knowing what to say.
Megatron however paced around like a caged beast.
"Are you sure he's Optimus' sire?" Starscream asked between laughs at Hook.
"He told me himself! Besides, Magnus hadn't denied it," Megatron said grimly.
"Wow... You know what that means?" Starscream asked.
"That I'm screwed?" Megatron exclaimed and Starscream shook his head.
"Maybe the Autobots don't have a nobility system but since the Magnus and Alpha Trion are his creators, he's pretty much a prince... Royal blood!" The seeker exclaimed almost happy. "Is a surprise he was given away or that Magnus had not make you court him first."
"Magnus must have had a good reason," Hook mused as Megatron gave Starscream a look.
"I suppose this makes my son more attractive?" He asked sardonically.
"Oh yes," Starscream said with a grin. "I really want him for my daughter."
"I'll bet," Megatron muttered before saying. "He will only let Valour near Optimus, not me."
"I think valour wants you as part of his family," Hook said gently. "If you let him go to Iacon, he can talk to Optimus and ask him to give you another chance... If he's willing."
Megatron s face fell at the thought that his son wouldn't do so. Seeing his miserable expression, Starscream slung an arm around his shoulder and said.
"I think he will," he said gently. "But you will have to work at it, you'll have to court Optimus properly and get his creators approval. When Optimus says he wants to be with you, then you can be a proper family."
"Court him," Megatron murmured. "I'm not sure how to...I love him so much but...I'll probably do something wrong."
"You'll manage, we'll help you," Starscream reassured him.
Megatron smiled as Hook froze before nodding.
"I just got a call," he told them. "Valour wants to see you again."
The emperor nodded and started towards his creation's place before Starscream stopped him.
"After this you will go to rest, you cannot court properly a mech in that state."
Sighing, Megatron walked away.
...
Meanwhile...
Iacon...
Magnus' estate...
Night...
"There now, sweetspark," Ultra Magnus assured as he lay his now sleepy but crying creation onto his berth and kissed his forehead softly. "Everything will be okay..." And when Optimus fell asleep, he walked away.
Sighing as he walked towards his own quarters, Ultra Magnus said; "I need a bath..." But then devised something... Or rather, someone.
Waiting for him next his door was Alpha Trion...alone.
"What do you want now?" Demanded the Magnus reaching closer to open his door but the older mech stopped him by taking his wrist in a tight grip.
"It seems you've forgotten your place..." Alpha Trion hissed and shoved the younger inside the room who was not complaining at all. "It's time to remind you...," He said pushing Ultra Magnus onto the berth roughly and released his spike.
Said Magnus lifted an optic ridge at it watching the old mech trying to harden his shaft but so far failing so he looked at the younger with his cold blue optics. "Come here...take it!" He said pointing to his still unresponsive spike wanting the other to obviously suck him off.
The Magnus obeyed, but before his lips can touch that ancient spike he fast as a lightning took the older mech and shoved him onto his back and he set himself on top of Alpha Trion.
"What...you...?!" He tried but found himself trapped beneath the young mech he tried to take.
"Things have changed... Trion... I have a sparkling and will protect him from everyone, even from you...and this time, I will be on top..."
Alpha Trion's optics widened as his Magnus reached down and ripped off his panel revealing his dry valve. "I will be merciful, you will see..." He said taking some lubricant tube and inserted it into the old valve and squeezed it. Alpha Trion gasped at the feeling of something cold and wet inside his unused valve before the Magnus removed it and inserted his spike in its place making the old mech cry and yell.
"The Decepticons have an interesting way to deal with problems...and one of them is by dominating... It is time someone put you in your place, Trion..." He then started thrusting while pointing out between thrusts that he will never be beneath the elder ever again and that he will protect their son like him or not.
...
Meanwhile...
Kaon palace...
"They won't let me near him; I need your help..." Megatron said to his sleepy creation who nodded.
"If you really love him, you must think what is better for him, he needs time and must be sad because you threatened to break what he worked so hard to keep...even if that was not your intention, is what he thought initially," Slipstream voiced Valour's thoughts who nodded weakly.
"You...need to...make him see...his original thoughts were...wrong...," The mechling said tiredly. "I'll help...you... He...wants to believe...you can love...him..."
"I do love him," Megatron stated earnestly. "I've always loved him, ever since I laid optics on him. But I wrongly assured that he would love me just as strongly and as quickly as I had him."
He looked down ashamed.
"And then I was so happy with my life that it never even occurred to me that he might not feel the same way," he said softly.
"I know you love him," Valour said slowly, it was hard to stay awake but he was worried about his carrier. "And even though he hated what you did, a part of him wants to love you too. When we were on holiday, he was looking forward to seeing you again. I think...it kinda surprised him a bit but it's true."
"So despite everything that's happened, he started to like you," Slipstream suggested and Valour nodded in agreement.
"Yeah...he chose some nice gifts for you," Valour agreed unintentionally making Megatron feel guiltier.
"He did," Megatron admitted before asking hesitantly. "Valour, would you rather be with him and your grandparents?"
Valour thought about it before saying.
"Do you think I can help him?"
"I think you can," Slipstream said as she and Megatron thought how sweet the young sparkling was for thinking about his carrier rather than himself. "You can show him that your okay and be close to him. I think he needs that."
"I will then," Valour said with a small smile. "Sire?"
"Yes son?" Megatron said, his Spark feeling a little warmer.
"You'll listen to my dad, won't you? He really needs to tell you how he feels, you'll let him?"
"Of course," Megatron promised. "From now on, I'll always listen to him; he won't have to hide anything ever again."
"Good," Valour said before yawning widely.
"You go back to sleep son," Megatron said, stroking his forehead. "In the morning, I'm going to call your grandfathers and ask if you can go to them. And if I can court their son."
Valour smiled before closing his optics and drifting off into recharge. Megatron stroked his forehead some more before looking down at Slipstream.
"What are you going to do, little femme?"
"Daddy says I can stay the night with Valour," she told him. "I won't disturb him; I just want to be with him."
He nodded as he stood up.
"Look after him," he instructed before taking his leave. Tomorrow was going to be a long day so he'd need to get his rest.
Iacon
Magnus's palace
Early the next day
"Still mad at me?" Magnus questioned as Alpha Trion kept his back to him while they showered.
The older Mech just scowled as he scrubbed at his body, his valve still tingling from the night's activities. He'd been overloaded so many times that he'd literally lost count, something which had definitely not happened in a long time. No one had told him that his Magnus could be so domineering; he hadn't been able to do anything to stop him.
"You must admit," Magnus now said idly. "Last night was ten times better than the previous time."
Alpha Trion simply growled.
"Fine, take the huff," Magnus said. "Now if you'll excuse me..."
"I won't let this stand," Alpha Trion said grumpily.
"Is that so?" Magnus said with a smirk, the older Mech's declarations of revenge were simply amusing.
The older just growled while scrubbing himself harder with a deep scowl plastered on his face before his Magnus came and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind...and somehow Alpha Trion could only freeze.
"It seems you need another lesson..." The younger purred against his audio making the older mech to let go his sponge in shock before Ultra reached downwards and found his still bared and wet valve.
Ultra Magnus chuckled and caressed the rim softly feeling the fluids inside the older mech start dripping out. "It will be a waste to not use last nights' leftovers, don't you think?" He stated before pushing the other against the wall and spread his legs a little, positioned his spike and entered Alpha Trion's valve from behind.
The old mech groaned as his still tender valve felt like it burned as his Magnus' spike massaged his oversensitive inner nodes once again and stretched his rim deliciously...however he will never admit it he liked it... and now was angling his aft back and upwards to give the younger a better access to those deep hidden and greedy nerves that were touched by that rounded and fat head from time to time.
Once again Ultra Magnus whispered things into his ear saying that this is the place he belonged and that will never change, and once they came the old council mech screamed so loud feeling the swelling spike shot his burning load inside him...and he loved every second of it!
When Ultra Magnus pulled out he turned the older against his chest and kissed him passionately as if sealing his dominance on the other...and when it was done Alpha Trion felt his legs tremble and buckle...
...he couldn't walk like this!
Later when Ultra Magnus was sitting alone with his son in the garden he smirked remembering the old and proud ancient mech moaning and begging him for more, to go faster, harder and deeper like a cheep pleasurebot; the blue mech chuckled and continued trying to feed his still depressed son.
"I wonder if Ratchet has reached Kaon's palace by now?" He snorted knowing how much his old friend loved his grandson and was a hundred percent sure he will give Megatron a piece of his mind...or will take a piece of his aft. After all it was him, the Magnus who told the medic what happened with Valour.
"Ultra Magnus!" Said mech heard Alpha Trion call his name at the entrance of his garden and turned towards him and smirked...
...the older mech came, not elegant at all, walking or rather stumbling towards them.
"You look good, Trion." The Magnus said with a dirty smirk that made the ancient mech flush madly like he'd never seen him before and stumble faster towards them and sat close their son.
Alpha Trion for some reason looked different and now refused to meet his optics; shrugging it off he resumed with his difficult task of feeding his son.
...
Kaon's palace...
Medbay...
Valour was feeling better and his arm healed faster, he no longer felt tired and was sitting on his berth while chatting with his friends, especially Bumblebee who was practically crying at his friend's luck of almost missing an arm at his own sire's grasp!
"It's ok, Bee, he's sorry," Valour tried but Bee seemed not convinced at all.
"But what if he does it again and next time takes your head off?!" The yeallow mechling cried and Slipstream's brother's gasped in shock at the idea; actually Skywarp fainted as his imagination seemed to be quite big.
Slipstream just shook her head and ordered her brothers to lift him onto the berth before saying. "He won't! I will rip off his head before he even tries!" She declared.
But before Bumblebee could say something about the matter of ripping off the Emperor's head they heard someone yell:
"YOU! HOW DARE YOU HURT MY GRANDSON!" Then followed by the sound of several things hitting each other and breaking glass.
"Grandpapa?" Valour said before gesturing Bee and Slipstream to help him off the berth and followed the sound only to find his grandpapa fighting the Emperor!
...and anyone can say the old medic was in a good shape to keep it up with their leader as this one dodged him and tried to hit him back only to fail as well.
Both mechs were throwing insults at each other as well and near them was Hook watching the scene unamused and sometimes catching an object that attempted to fall...he was not going to stop his intended's father especially after what Megatron did...even if that made a mess in his medbay.
Sadly for the onlookers Red Alert appeared, "Papa! Emperor Megatron! Stop this at once! Even the sparklings are acting more maturely than you!" She pointed out and both mechs looked at Valour and his friends looking at them with wide optics and different expressions.
"Brute!" Ratchet barked.
"Kidnapper!" Megatron bit back.
Red Alert rolled her optics and directed herself towards Hook. "Why you didn't stop them?!"
The older medic just shrugged it off and said, "They needed to vent their problems and I was not getting in the middle of your father's ire... Primus knows I was there once..." He muttered the last part for himself.
She frowned before looking at her Sire and the Emperor and stating.
"Fighting like this does not help anyone. Yes, you have both hurt the other, papa knew who Valour belonged to and kept him from you. And the Emperor accidentally hurt Valour."
This last bit was said with a bite but she carried on.
"What is important now is Optimus and Valour. It's clear that Valour wants to unite his family and that includes his creators and us," she said, smiling at Ratchet. "And I believe Optimus would like that to, he was getting ready to reveal his true feelings to the Emperor. I want my brother and my son to be happy and if the two of you don't want that, you can keep fighting."
The two Mechs stared before looking rather sheepish. Clearly, they still weren't happy about the other but couldn't express it in front of the female medic. Giving them a stern look, she turned to her son and lifted him gently.
"How are you feeling sweetspark?" she asked kindly although Megatron twitched a bit, earning a glare from Ratchet.
"Much better," he said with a wide smile. "When can I see my dad?"
"Soon," she promised before looking at Megatron. "Have you called them?"
"Not yet," he admitted. "Something came up earlier that required my attention but I can do so now."
She nodded before seeming to think of something. Walking over to the Emperor, she offered him his son and he hesitantly took him into his arms. Valour smiled up at him and Megatron nervously tried to hold him more comfortably, he was worried about hurting him again.
"Call them with Valour," she instructed. "Show them that he' doing well and that you can be a good Sire."
He nodded before walking off, Slipstream and Bumblebee trotting after him, they wanted to make sure their friend would be alright. Ratchet had a frown on his face as he said.
"Are you sure that was a good idea? That fragger could have killed him."
"He's realised his mistake," Red Alert stated. "But if he does hurt my son again, then I will make him pay."
Ratchet grunted his agreement before glaring at Hook.
"Couldn't you have waited to discover who Valour was?"
"I was," Hook retorted. "My plan had been to talk to Red Alert about Valour but someone gave my report to Megatron behind my back. I haven't found out who it was yet..."
"Then find them," Ratchet commanded. "I'll show them what happens to sneaks."
"Mechs," Red Alert muttered before turning to the Seeker brothers. "Who wants something to eat?"
"Me!" they all cheered happily.
Meanwhile Megatron was gently carrying Valour to a console, thinking about what he would say. How was Optimus doing, was he better? Missing his son and...mate? Megatron knew it was selfish but he was unable to stop himself from hoping that Optimus did indeed miss being with him.
"You okay?" Valour asked, seeing the expression on his Sire's face.
"I'll be fine, I just need to see your carrier," Megatron told him, finally arriving at a suitable, private console and contacting Ultra Magnus's residence. It wasn't the Magnus who answered but an aide, Megatron quickly told him that he and Valour wished to speak with Ultra Magnus. The aide said he was fetch him and went off to do just that.
"I hope he's okay," Megatron murmured.
Valour tilted his head to the side looking at his sire like worried before someone came and answered the call...
...and it was not the Magnus.
"Now what?!" A very old red with golden armour answered quite harshly before noticing what was on Megatron's arms and said 'thing' looked back at him with his big blue optics.
"High Council mech Alpha Trion..." The Emperor started. "What an honour to have you at the end of the line."
Again the ancient mech returned his icy cold glare towards Megatron and said: "Optimus is in no condition to speak with you, so please be kind and don't call again."
He was about to cut the transmission when Megatron interrupted him exclaiming. "What about our son? I know he wants to see him!"
Once again the old Autobot examined the sparkling and lifted his head up as if he felt superior; then looked at Megatron again. "If he wants to see his carrier he can come himself here, but as I stated before, Megatron you are not welcome."
The Decepticon emperor had never received such cold glare before in his life that left him practically frozen; then again Alpha Trion looked to his left shoulder and lifted an optic ridge at the seeker femmling who seemed to examine him too.
"Is that yours too, Megatron?" The elder asked pointing the word 'that' as if she was a think.
Megatron could barely acknowledge her before she answered with the same air the old Autobot presented.
"I am lady Slipstream, daughter of commander lord Starscream and his heir declared and future mate to prince Valour; and no, lord Megatron is not my sire."
For a second Alpha Trion's optic twitched before his face paled in utter rage. "A seeker 'con?! With my grandson?! At such young age?!" He roared out of himself making Valour flinch and Megatron look mildly surprised and trying to not look offended. "I do not approve!" He continued roaring and hitting the desk next him.
"Please lord Alpha Trion, behave, said temper is not allowed for someone of your rank and age." Slipstream continued fuelling the elder's anger and Megatron had to hide his growing grin knowing that she was making things worse, so this time he intervined.
"Please, Alpha Trion, all I want is to see my mate..."
"Your mate?! Your mate?! He's no longer himself after all the abuse you submit him! He's a fragging drone now and all thanks to you and plan to do the same to my grandson by bonding him with a flying mosquito!" The old mech roared at them leaving everyone on the other side with their mouths wide open.
Not even Slipstream could defend herself as if feeling there was something else lingering in the air... But what...?
Her optics widened, could it be? Why else was he not demanding to see Valour at once?
"You don't want Valour either..." She whispered and only Megatron could hear her and he turned his head towards her as if asking her what she meant. "He's a halfbreed..."
Megatron gulped; was she stating Alpha Trion was a racist? He needed proof. "Then at least let Valour go and see him."
Alpha Trion's icy glare returned and looked at Valour for a while like examining him with those hateful optics before answering. "If he wants to see his carrier he must get clean first, he's obviously filthy!" He sneered in disgust watching his growing wings. "Maybe only Vector Sigma can do that job," He continued giving them a face of utter disgust. "Do not call again!"
Said that the transmission was cut leaving everyone in silence until Valour spoke again. "It seems he had a bad day."
Minutes later they returned to the medbay in silence and Megatron gave Valour to Ratchet. The emperor's look seemed like haunted.
"What happened?!" The old Autobot demanded and Slipstream answered.
"We just meet a very rude and old mech named Alpha Trion."
Ratchet lifted an optic ridge at that and Megatron asked him. "How did those two ended up together and made something as beautiful as my Optimus?"
The Autobot medic set Valour on his pedes and watched his little friends before saying. "Why don't you go and play...gently." Valour nodded eagerly and all of them left. When he was sure the area was free of sparklings he started; "Let's just call it an accident; you see, when Ultra received his title of Magnus he just found out of a secret initiation tradition.
Alpha Trion demanded loyalty and obedience from him and made him submit to him; the results of that submission months later was Optimus, however Alpha Trion was not interested in hear Ultra Magnus or the news that they created life and as the latter was always busy it seemed impossible for him to rise a sparkling so he asked me to look after their son who I rise as my own...
I believe Ultra should have been more insistent in telling the sire of his creation what they produced but cycles later he begged me to keep the secret and that Alpha Trion should not get his claws on him... In the end I agreed... Optimus was such a sweet mechling and with that old rusted polished tin can's influence he would have become into a little him... After all, he's the last surviving heir of Alpha Trion."
Megatron considered this for a while before answering. "That is why he doesn't approve of Valour fully."
Ratchet snorted and shook his head. "Of course, he's the direct descendant of the first thirteen and may consider my grandson's blood has been stained..." Then sighed. "I wonder if there ever will be a mech who will put him into his place... After all, we all come from the same Allspark."
...
Meanwhile...
Iacon...
Ultra Magnus heard Alpha Trion's annoyed steps towards him before he roared.
"Do you know that brute already betrothed my grandson to a Decepticon seeker?!"
The Magnus stopped in his task of attending his son to look at him in shock. "What?!"
"How are we gonna clean his blood if he bonds to another Decepticon?!" The older mech continued roaring.
"Clean his blood?" Ultra Magnus said in confusion, his processor in a whirl.
"Yes," Alpha Trion exclaimed. "It's bad enough that our son was bound to a Decepticon and produced a halfbreed but it'll be worse if he is bound to a new Decepticon. The only way to fix this is to ensure our line to become pure again is for that Spakling to bond with an Autobot."
Ultra Magnus shook his head, this was overwhelming.
"I do not approve of my grandson being betrothed so young," he stated firmly. "It's not right but if my grandson chooses to be with a Decepticon when he's of age, I do not see a problem."
"Then you are a fool," Alpha Trion declared with cold optics. "I will not allow my line to be tainted further."
"It's my line as well," Magnus said coldly. "And all I care about is seeing my descendants happy and that includes who their bonded to."
As Alpha Trion looked at him incredulously, the younger Mech added.
"One reason I surrendered to Megatron who to at last create peace between our two peoples. Generations previous, we fought with them until Megatron's grandsire decided to concentrate on other parts of the universe, it was always inevitable that one cycle, they would return. But Megatron was at least willing to integrate our two societies rather than simply enslaving us and I was not about to disagree. I fully believe what I did was for the best and I secured my people's future, the only thing I do regret is allowing Megatron to enslave one of our own, that one being my son aside. Surely even a cold Sparked rust bucket like you can see the advantages this alliance has brought."
"Perhaps it has made us wealthier," Alpha Trion conceded. "But now our people have been exposed to the debauched way of Decepticon life, how many times have those wretched sky devils mated in broad daylight?"
"That is an issue we have been working to rectify," Ultra Magnus stated. "This is what we call 'compromise' Trion, something you've probably never heard of."
The older Mech sneered at him before saying. "I will not allow this betrothal nor any like it. Are you going to stand and do nothing, just like you did nothing for our son?"
The next moment, he was grabbed by a very irate Mech who's blue optics blazed furiously.
"I am going to make sure my grandson is free to be with who he chooses," he hissed, gripping the older Mech tightly. "I may have made a mistake with Optimus but I don't recall anyone on the high Council being any help. You were all content for me to deal with the situation so don't you patronise me."
As Alpha Trion started to speak, Ultra Magnus added. "If it wasn't for our son being here, I would happily follow those Seekers's example and take you right now."
"You wouldn't dare," breathed Alpha Trion, even though his Spark gave a little jump at the thought.
Ultra Magnus just smiled.
"Just try me when Optimus isn't here," he dared before letting him go.
"How did you find out about Valour being betrothed?" he now demanded.
"That brute called with the...Sparkling and his intended," Alpha Trion said, rubbing his throat but still managing to convey his disgust.
Optics narrowing, the blue Autobot asked. "And what did you say to him?"
"That I don't approve of course!" Said the old Mech while nursing his neck and as his Magnus continued looking at him with a scowl he continued. "And that he may come to see his carrier."
The blue younger mech sighed. He just hoped that Alpha Trion had not offended the Decepticons enough to cause another war.
Then he received a comm saying that an old friend of his needed to speak with him now and it was urgent.
"You, look for our son, I will come back soon." He ordered Alpha Trion who just scowled at the authoritative tone he received and the other walked away without another word.
...
Kaon's palace...
"What?!" Starscream screeched not believing what his friend was saying.
"And they call us brutes..." Megatron sighed.
The emperor told his commander and friend what Ratchet told him about the Magnus and this 'secret initiation ritual' and honestly couldn't help but feel pity for the Autobot leader...that and disgust at the idea of him being forced to...with that old...
"Ewww...!" The seeker shivered and shook his head.
"That is exactly what I thought." Megatron answered.
"But...but... And he dared to offend my daughter as well?!" Finally the seeker snapped of his disgust to remember what the other said. "Obviously he believes himself descendant of Primus himself to decide that and see my daughter as an insect!"
"He obviously wants Valour to bond with an Autobot and from what Ratchet told me it may be so his line will remain 'clean' ...he also warned me to not let go my son alone or I might not recover him until he's a bonded adult."
Starscream looked at him in shock. "He can't... That is cruel, even if Valour doesn't chose Slipstream as his mate in the end what you're saying that ancient fragger is going to do is insane!"
Megatron nodded and said something that left Starscream petrified. "He also mentioned Vector Sigma..."
The seeker was horrified at the possible implications of meeting said machine. Megatron however couldn't understand why his friend was so scared since he never really knew what said machine did. "Are you worried that my son and your daughter may not end up together?" And the seeker just shook his head.
"Vector Sigma...does that ancient bastard pretends to whip out every Decepticon bit from Valour?" Starscream asked horrified and Megatron now shared his horror. "If he takes him to that machine then you can kiss goodbye your son as we know him!"
"I cannot see him...doing...that..." The terrified emperor tried to believe but honestly he couldn't trust that old Autobot.
Without them knowing, Ratchet overheard everything and with a frown he walked away, he needed to speak about this to Ultra Magnus.
...
Later...
Magnus' estate...
The gardens...
Optimus seemed to be asleep now and Alpha Trion caressed his beautiful blue face while admiring him. "You're so beautiful and perfect...you remind me myself when I was your age..." He whispered.
It was a long time when he was young but he still remembered his face...he was so much like Optimus, just that his face is white not blue.
Suddenly a shadow engulfed his frame and a big and strong hand took hold of his neck tightly and separated him from his son...
...and when he was turned he found the flaming irate blue optics of his Magnus who hissed on his face. "Just what were you saying about Vector Sigma and my grandson?!"
"I... I... If that is the only way to clean him so be it, I will not let him stay with that filthy 'con if he doesn't wants to bond with a pure blood Autobot!" The older declared after stuttering a little...and only fuelled the younger's anger.
"This is it!" He roared before throwing the older mech on the floor, ripped off his codpiece and started preparing him before entering him again.
Alpha Trion groaned at the delicious stretch of that marvellous spike that now started thrusting while its owner stated his rights and the things he had no right to do.
Soon the two of them started moaning and gasping loudly not noticing they were awakening someone near them...
When Optimus on-lined his optics he could not believe what he was seeing!
Ultra Magnus was thrusting madly into Alpha Trion's valve and the old, ancient and proud mech moaning loudly and begging the other for more as he wrapped his legs and arms around the blue mech.
"Yes...yes...yesss... I'll do anything...you want, please don't stop!" Optimus heard the once proud High Council mech beg between gasps.
In just what kind of universe he awake?!
Shuddering a little at the sight, he carefully got up and crept away, leaving them to their...passion.
"This isn't the palace," he murmured to himself, he was familiar enough with Kaon Palace's decor to know this. The design was very Autobot and glancing out of a window, he was the instantly recognisable skyline of Iacon which made him smile. But as he realised he wasn't Kaon Palace, that meant he wasn't with his son.
"Valour," he gasped, quickly hurrying along the corridor, trying to find a console so he could contact his mate and make sure his precious Sparkling was alright.
At last he found one and quickly typed in the correct commands. Impatiently he waited for a response and was finally greeted by Megatron's annoyed looking face which then registered shock.
"Optimus!" he exclaimed as Optimus himself frowned. Just why was he in Iacon instead of...
And then it hit him, Megatron had discovered who Valour was and had gone berserk.
"You called," Megatron was now saying breathlessly. "Sweetspark, I didn't dare to dream you would do such a thing."
"I...I...," Optimus stammered, blackness threatening to overtake him again.
Megatron saw the look on his face before saying. "My love...Optimus, I'm so sorry for everything that's happened. I didn't mean what I said, I was just angry, I would never enslave the Autobots, they're my subjects just like my Decepticons are. Please believe me."
Optimus bit his lip, looking away as he remembered feeling so terrified and helpless.
"Then why did you say those things?" he whispered. "You scared me..."
"I know," Megatron said earnestly. "I acted just like the brute you've believed me to be all these years."
When Optimus looked at him, Megatron continued.
"You probably don't believe me but I swear that is not who I truly am. I've just been a stupid, blind fool who didn't stop to think what the Mech he was bonding with might be feeling. You filled my life with so much light, I was so happy that I ignored all the signs others could plainly see. All I ask is for you to give me a chance to behave as I should have done."
"What do you mean?" Optimus asked in confusion.
Megatron smiled sadly and said. "I want to court you Optimus, as I should of when I first met you. When you want to, we will meet up and get to know each other properly until you know if you can ever love me. I escort you to and from your creators' estate if you want."
"My creators?" Optimus stated. "Megatron, I don't know who they are, Ratchet raised me."
"You don't know? Megatron said in confusion. "Don't you know where you are right now?"
"In Iacon," Optimus said slowly. "But I'm not sure where..."
"You're on Ultra Magnus's estate," Megatron told him and as Optimus mulled over this, said hesitantly. "Love...he is your carrier."
"My carrier?" Optimus said in complete shock. "How do you know?"
"He told me himself when he...retrieved you," Megatron said unhappily.
"But he isn't bonded, he isn't even courting...," Optimus started to say before breaking off with a shudder. Ultra Magnus was most definitely with someone although he'd never in a million years have guessed Alpha Trion.
"Love, what is it?" Megatron asked.
Optimus seemed like he was choking with his own ideas plus what was just happening in the garden.
"It...it seems you're more informed than me, my lord...umm..."
"Megatron," The emperor interrupted.
"What?" The younger looked back at the screen and so the other answered.
"I wish you can call me by my name, my Optimus...," He said kindly and the other nodded.
"Umm...okay... Megatron... Just by chance...do you know who my sire is?" And seeing Megatron's hesitation he added. "I... I think I just woke up from another blackout..."
Megatron smirked and said. "Your sire... Be prepared to hear who he is... That old decrepit Alpha Trion."
Optimus could not believe what he was hearing and looked at his leader with wide optics before turning his head quickly to the side as a thunderous roar was heard followed by a loud screech.
"What was that?" Megatron asked with a frown obviously hearing something from the other end as his mate's jaw fell open.
"Uhhh..." Was everything Optimus could say before the Emperor shrugged it off.
"Love, do you... Would you want to come back over here so I can... I may have more opportunities to court you?"
However Optimus remained like petrified not answering and worrying Megatron who could not do anything from his position. "Love?" He tried again just before his mate blacked out again right in front of him and fell on the ground right where he could not see him.
"Optimus? ...Optimus!"
...
Meanwhile...
The gardens...
Ultra Magnus kissed the older mech passionately once again sealing his dominance on him, his spike remained deeply buried in the constricting valve as this one milked him dry spasming around him rhythmically.
"You see? Now...you will leave our grandson alone... If he wants to bond a quintesson that is not our problem if he loves them, got it?" The younger stated and the older just nodded happily as now his neck was assaulted.
But then Ultra Magnus lifted his gaze and noticed where they were...and who was not where he should be...
"Where is our son?" Alpha Trion asked groggily still enjoying the spike trapped within his eager valve.
"Optimus?" Ultra Magnus called, worry starting to bloom from his Spark. "Optimus?"
There was no reply and the large Autobot started to feel really worried. With an effort, he pulled out of Alpha Trion who groaned in disappointment and got to his feet.
"I have to find him," he said, stumbling slightly before hurrying away, not even bothering to look for his cod piece and reattach it. "Optimus!?"
The older Mech tried to get up but his limbs were too weak so he ended up crawling. Primus, the things the Magnus did to him.
"Optimus!" Magnus called again before suddenly hearing someone else calling his son's name. He paused before following the sound and coming across his precious offspring lying before a console. As he rapidly approached it, he saw Megatron on the view screen calling to his mate.
"Megatron," he said furiously, bending down and lifting his son up. "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything," Megatron exclaimed. "We were talking and he collapsed."
"Who gave you leave to call him?" Ultra Magnus demanded.
"He called me," Megatron retorted hotly. "He didn't know where he was and wanted reassurance."
Ultra Magnus narrowed his optics as Megatron's optics suddenly travelled downwards.
"Primus, what in the pit have you been doing?" he yelled and Ultra Magnus realised that it was very obvious he'd been interfacing.
"That's none of your concern," he said coldly.
Megatron suddenly grew suspicious.
"Where you interfacing with that old rust bucket?" he demanded in disgust. "Primus, no wonder my poor Optimus fainted."
"What are you talking about?" Ultra Magnus said, surely his son hadn't seen anything.
"Before he collapsed, we heard the most awful noise," Megatron told him. "It sounded like someone was being impaled."
"They were," Ultra Magnus couldn't help but mutter, making Megatron's jaw drop.
"Urgh, you were interfacing with that decrepit racist," Megatron said, pulling a face. "And you Autobots have the gall to complain about our interfacing habits."
"I was taking care of a problem," Ultra Magnus said with a glare. "Alpha Trion will not be saying anything more about my grandson's 'cleanliness' all we are concerned with is that he bonds for love."
"That is my wish as well," Megatron told him pointedly. "But I hope he has not said anything in front of Optimus, it would break my beloved Spark to hear such things about our son."
"He has not," Ultra Magnus told him firmly.
"Good," Megatron said before saying. "I asked Optimus if I might court him."
"Oh you did," Magnus said. "And what did he say?"
"He blacked out before he had a chance to reply," Megatron said pointedly. "But he did not seem adverse to the idea."
"Hmm," Ultra Magnus said. "I will ask him what he wants when he wakes."
"You do that, but what if he wants to see me?"
"Then there will be nothing I can do to stop him, but ONLY if he wants to...and doesn't feel that is another obligation," The blue mech stated and Megatron nodded accepting the challenge.
"One more thing," Megatron quickly said. "If my son is going to see his carrier I want to make sure Alpha Trion doesn't try anything."
"He won't, I'll make sure of it," The Magnus declared but still Megatron hesitated.
However, before he can ask how the Magnus can do so with a higher ranking mech, said old mech appeared in the screen view... And the Emperor could only look agape at his state!
Stumbling towards them with his bared valve which dripped freely some kind of transfluid and lubricants, was Alpha Trion...and he even seemed to be dazed as well!
The sight of his father in law and his...dripping lubricants that created some odd threads until these ones fell on the ground with loud -he thought- splashing sounds was too much and Megatron couldn't help it and cut off the transmission just before his tanks twisted and he purged badly everything he had inside and possibly more...seconds later he was lying in a pool of his own vomit completely offline.
...
Meanwhile Ultra Magnus knowing very well what the Decepticon Emperor saw felt a grin growing in his face before devising the stumbling mech that now was holding his weight against a pillar.
However, he had to admit that having the proud ancient mech dripping his come like that was sexy...
"You found him, good, now I will like to know how he got here." The older mech stated before his Magnus reached for him and took him back to the garden along with their son. It was obvious that the elder was oblivious of Megatron's call...or sights.
Once there he set back his beautiful Optimus onto the comfy bench he was before, he sat on another before taking Alpha Trion on his lap so this one was straddling him.
With a smirk and caressing the red aft fondly, the blue mech said. "You enjoyed that... I can give you more..."
Alpha Trion felt his valve constrict and lubricate at the idea but before he could answer his neck was being licked and sucked so he just gave up to the sensations and submitted to this mech...and ohh...he needed that spike again... Now!
Thinking about it the older reached down and pumped the blue shaft pretending to harden it and its owner moaned in approval, then he moved upwards, claimed Magnus's lips and impaled himself back onto that sweet hardness moaning in the kiss wantonly before riding it softly, enjoying every ridge and bump against his hungry nodes.
Ultra Magnus smirked knowing he just dominated the most powerful Autobot ever; he won, so now he was going to savour his victory.
Once again they were so trapped into their activities that hadn't noticed their onlining creation.
"My head," Optimus moaned to himself as he realised he blacked out again. Miserably, he wondered if he would be free of them, they always gave him a headache and left him feeling very disoriented.
As he lifted himself up, he became aware of sounds and glanced to one side. The next second, he snapped his head back as he realised what he was seeing. Primus and he thought Megatron was bad when it came to interfacing, at least his mate only did it within the privacy of their own quarters. He was suddenly thankful that Valour was safely back at Kaon Palace where he could not witness his own grandparents fragging like of age mechlings.
It was still hard to process that Ultra Magnus was his carrier and Alpha Trion his Sire, they were the last bots he would have expected. And what was even more strange, Ultra Magnus appeared to be the dominant one so why was he his carrier? The questions were starting to give him a headache so he decided he should get out of here and allow his head to clear.
Still not looking at the groaning couple, he carefully got up and began to walk down a garden path. Then he paused, before retracing his steps and leaving a note for them to find in case they worried before heading off again.
Sometime later when they two finally finished, Ultra Magnus realised that Optimus was gone again. He guiltily realised his son must have yet again woken up to find his creators fragging and resolved to be more private about it. At least Optimus seemed to be more himself and less like a limp doll. As he gently placed Alpha Trion onto a berth, the Mech was half asleep, he saw that a piece of flimsi had been left on the couch where Optimus had been.
Going over to pick up the easily disposable writing material, he read Optimus's note that he'd just gone for a walk in the gardens. He smiled; maybe his son really was doing better.
"I'm going to clean up," he murmured to Alpha Trion who looked close to falling into recharge. "You just stay here and relax; I'm going to talk to our son."
Alpha Trion just nodded dumbly before slipping away, making Ultra Magnus chuckle. Perhaps the old Mech wasn't so bad after all.
A short while after he'd cleaned up and made himself looked presentable, he went in search of his son and finally found him sitting next to a pond containing some exotic organic plants and creatures. Optimus didn't turn as he approached but he was sure the young mech knew he was there, this part of the garden had a very crunchy path. Sitting next to his son, he said.
"Are you alright, Optimus?"
"I'm better," Optimus replied, not looking at him.
"I'm ah...sorry if you saw anything that disturbed you," Ultra Magnus apologised. "You've been rather out of it the last while and we got a bit carried away."
"I saw," Optimus stated, making Ultra Magnus squirm a little.
Turning, Optimus looked right at him and asked. "Are you my carrier?"
"Yes," Ultra Magnus acknowledged with a nod. "Can I explain what happened?"
Optimus nodded, he wanted to know.
"First of, I always loved you," Ultra Magnus assured him. "When I gave you up, I made sure you went to a loving family, Ratchet as you know is an old friend of mine so I knew he'd treat you like his son. And it meant I could still see you, make sure you were doing well and watch you grow."
"You used to visit," Optimus murmured, remembering being strangely excited to see the Autobot leader each time he came round.
"Yes," Ultra Magnus said softly. "You were such a beautiful, happy Sparkling, you and Red Alert always looked cute playing together."
This made Optimus smile as he said. "She was a sister to me...and she made a wonderful mother to my son. I guess you know about Valour now."
"I do," his carrier agreed. "I haven't really had a chance to meet him properly yet, I was too consumed with taking you away from Megatron but I've heard a lot about him from Ratchet. I hope we can meet soon."
He decided to discuss this whole betrothal issue later with his son, for now they needed to focus on what had happened between them.
"I hope so too," Optimus now said as Ultra Magnus cleared his throat.
"Optimus, the reason I gave you up was your Sire and I were not together back then. What happened between us was...then anyway...a one night thing. Alpha Trion wasn't looking for a relationship and I didn't think he would be interested in learning I was sparked. For myself, I'd just become Magnus and I didn't feel like I could be a proper creator to you so I felt you were better off with Ratchet and his daughter. I wished I could have raised you but I don't really think Alpha Trion would have made a good sire. He is rather...inflexible and I was a lot more unsure of myself when it came to High Council mechs like him. I suspect that your childhood with Ratchet was a much better, more free than the one you'd have had with us."
His son considered all of this, processing it before saying.
"You seem surer of yourself now."
This made Ultra Magnus laugh.
"Yes," he chuckled. "I discovered that when it comes to you and my grandson, I won't let Alpha Trion push me around. Besides, between you and me, he likes it."
"So I saw," Optimus said with a small smile before turning serious. "When I woke up before...I called Megatron."
Ultra Magnus turned grave as well.
"I didn't realise you were both my creators," Optimus explained. "And I wasn't sure where I was, I knew I was in Iacon but not much else. I only remembered what happened once he answered. He apologised for everything that happened, he said he loved me and didn't mean to do what he did. And he asked if he could court me."
"He's asked me if he could court you," Ultra Magnus told him. "And son, I'll just say that I approve of him, not after all you've suffered but what's important is what you want. If you do want to give him a chance, then I will support you. I just want you to be happy and if you believe that Megatron is worthy of another chance, no one will stand in your way."
"Not even Alpha Trion?"
At that Ultra Magnus smirked. "I'll take care of him."
Optimus nodded and sighed before asking. "Do you know what happened to Megatron so he will change his mind? He looked like he really sorry and...ashamed."
The older Autobot shook his head. "I don't know what happened so he will change and forgive what you did after he was so mad... But maybe...," He hesitated for a moment and feeling his son's questioning glare he continued. "You're going to find out anyways... When I was taking you with me, Red Alert wanted to come as well just as Valour...and...well... Megatron got angry because the sparkling called her 'mother' and in an attack of rage he...he ripped off Valour's arm."
The younger looked at his carrier with wide optics like plates and a hanging jaw. "It was obviously an accident and I took the chance to take you away since he was not letting me, even if I was in my rights under Decepticon law."
The Magnus noticed his frozen and now livid son who somehow seemed ready to rip off a certain someone. "Why didn't he told me!? Megatron, you FRAGGER!" Optimus roared so loudly that his carrier, who had never seen the other like this was sure all Cybertron heard his rage.
...
Meanwhile...
Kaon's palace...
Bumblebee entered the Emperor's quarters closely followed by Skywarp; it was their task to clean up and make up the royal chambers today.
"Can we hurry? It smells scary..." The black and purple seekerlet tried with lowered wings and walking behind the yellow minibot.
Bumblebee just rolled his optics; Valour was assigned something else since he still needed to recover so it was his task, and Skywarp's to look for this.
Sniffing around Bumblebee said; "What's that smell?"
"I dunno, it smells scary, let's go!" The cowardly and easy scared seeker tried again only to have the other to walk somewhere and turn on the lights in the once dark room...
...and find an off-lined Megatron lying on his own purge on the floor near a console.
Both sparklings screamed their vocalisers out in horror and ran away.
Moments later they returned with Red Alert who wrinkled her nose and ordered them to open the windows.
"Megatron...your majesty?" She tried shaking him a little; there was no way she can carry such huge mech to the medbay alone. "Primus..." She exclaimed watching the rather large pool of energon he obviously purged. Had he been drinking?
Maybe he fall in stasis by lack of fuel, she thought.
She bent down and managed to lift his head up and into her lap as she started examining him. Oddly enough, she couldn't detect any High grade or anything else that would indicate he was intoxicated, she certainly couldn't smell anything beyond the purge and nothing came up on her scanners. Perhaps he had a virus, that would explain the purging although it shouldn't have off-lined him.
"Your majesty?" she tried, attempting to wake him. "Your majesty, would you mind waking up?"
She gently slapped his cheeks, trying to rouse him and eventually, he began to stir.
"Urgh, what a nightmare," he muttered to himself as Red Alert said. "My lord, are you alright?"
"I think so," he groaned. "I had the most horrible dream, I dreamt Optimus had called me and then Ultra Magnus came and he'd been interfacing."
As Red Alert wrinkled her nose at this, she'd never understood public interfacing. She was no prude but she did believe passion should be a private, personal thing between lovers. However Megatron wasn't finished.
"Then that ancient wretch Alpha Trion came...crawling in and he'd been interfacing too...it was horrible," the Decepticon Emperor said with a shudder.
Red Alert frowned, they were certainly next to a console, was it possible that he'd actually witnessed something like that? But surely Ultra Magnus and Alpha Trion hadn't been interfacing publicly, the very idea was laughable. She decided this could be investigated later, right now the Emperor needed to clean up.
"Can you stand?" she questioned and he suddenly realised he was lying in his own purge with his head in the Femme's lap.
"Yes...forgive me," Megatron mumbled, getting to his feet with a groan.
"If you did see Optimus...," Red Alert asked slowly. "How did he seem?"
"Very well," he stated as he took a cloth from sub space and began to clean himself up. "In fact, he seemed agreeable to me courting him."
"That's good," she said with a nod. "How did he take the news about Valour?"
"We...didn't get that far," Megatron said softly. "I'd only just told him who his creators where when we heard a scream. I think my poor love witnessed his creators..."
He shuddered again, he would need a stiff drink to try and forget what he had witnessed.
"You should tell him yourself," Red Alert advised quietly. "He will be furious but he'll be even angrier if someone else tells him. Valour forgives you for what happened and Optimus will...eventually."
"What if he never gives me a chance?" Megatron asked helplessly. "I hurt our beautiful son in such a horrible way; he is going to be so mad."
"He is," the Femme admitted. "I know my brother; he gets very passionate when it comes to those he cares for. But you have missed out on Valour growing up so far, I don't blame him for what he did but he did hurt you. If you can forgive him, then he can forgive you. But you need to tell him soon, now in fact."
He glumly nodded, how was he going to explain this. Before he could make another move however, the console started beeping, indicating an incoming call. He frowned, was it Optimus again or one of his creators. He wasn't sure which he wanted to see least, his beloved mate or his interface mad creators. Primus, he was sure even his Seeker had more dignity.
He pressed a button and he was greeted by his mate who was wearing an expression he'd never seen him wear before.
"YOU RIPPED THE ARM OFF OUR SON MEGATRON! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT, HE IS AN INNOCENT SPARKLING, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"
"Someone's told him," Red Alert murmured to herself.
"How could you?! What were you thinking?!" The young Prime demanded, or better said, roared.
"Well.. I... I..." Megatron tried making the frown in Optimus' beautiful face to deepen somehow. "It was an accident! I... I was an idiot... I... I honestly have no idea what to say..."
Red Alert shook her head and rolled her optics before deciding to speak herself. "He's already apologized and Valour forgive him, don't worry, he's okay, Optimus."
Now Optimus seemed surprised. "Red? Were you not arrested or enslaved?"
Megatron's spark gave a jolt of guilt at that statement, after all, he acted like a brute tyrant. He needed to speak now. "I think I've told you, love, I will never enslave the Autobots, they are my subjects just like my Decepticons...I'm sorry if I scared you..."
Suddenly before the Prime could answer Ultra Magnus appeared in the screen and Magatron's optic twitched before suppressing another gag reflex; he wondered now if what he saw was just a dream or...Primus forbid...real?
"Megatron," The older mech saluted. "I was asking my son if he agrees on you courting him; I will not deny it unless he refuses; however I do prefer for you to come over here and court him here instead of going back to Kaon. Do you agree with my terms?"
Megatron just nodded unsure looking at the polished armour of the Autobot leader; maybe it was just a nightmare what he thought he saw before.
"Valour wants his family to be united and together, it will make him happy," The femme medic said and Optimus smiled for a second before turning once again to Megatron and frowned making his mate flinch slightly.
"Good," The Magnus started. "You may come tomorrow and can bring Valour... also, I will like to know that femmling he's betrothed with, after all Alpha Trion insisted in knowing her."
Everybody lifted an optic ridge at that especially Megatron who knew how she behaved near those she disliked or attacked her...and the ancient mech without doubt offended her right in her face. "I will speak to her carrier," Megatron said and the Magnus nodded.
"Good, we will be waiting then and please, Megatron, you better keep your hands to yourself from my son if he doesn't want you to touch him."
The Emperor's optics widened and he couldn't help but spit out what he said next; "And you better keep your hands away from that decrepit relic or next time I will purge my optics out!"
Everyone froze at his words before Optimus suddenly made a face. Ultra Magnus looked slightly embarrassed before coughing slightly.
"Indeed," he said simply.
Before he could say anything else, Megatron added. "Slipstream's carrier will not allow her to come to your estate simply to be verbally abused. I hope that is clear."
Optimus frowned heavily at this, what did Megatron mean? But Ultra Magnus merely said.
"Don't worry about that, I personally sorted everything."
"I'll bet," Megatron muttered darkly before looking longingly at Optimus. "My love...Optimus, do you want me to pass any messages onto Valour."
"Just that I love him," Optimus stated, his expression softening slightly. "And I look forward to seeing him tomorrow."
"I will," Megatron promised, at least some progress had been made. Although he really wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to look that Alpha Trion in the optic ever again. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," Optimus murmured, nodding to Red Alert who smiled and the connection was broken.
"So," Ultra Magnus said bracingly. "What can you tell me about this little Femme?"
"Well," Optimus sighed. "She's very head strong and intelligent; she has eight brothers who all follow her lead. When Valour first found himself...betrothed to her, she acted a little possessively."
The young Autobot sighed and Ultra Magnus decided to led him for a small walk before they had a meal. Optimus continued talking as they did so.
"I was worried Valour would end up feeling obliged to Bond with her, even if he didn't want to so I warned him. He decided to break the betrothal but Slipstream was so upset, she went into a depression and an older Mechling attempted to force her into a new betrothal with him. My son wouldn't stand for this, he defended her and declared that he would protect her from any who tried to force themselves on her. They ended up becoming betrothed again but she swore she would not stand in Valour's way if he found another. She just wants to be with him for now, apparently their both protected by this union."
Ultra Magnus stared, that sounded complicated.
"He really stood up for her?" he asked and Optimus nodded with a small smile.
"To a much bigger Mechling but he used a trick Ratchet taught him and brought him down in such a way the Mechling wasn't harmed. He could not bare his friend being taken advantage of, it was trying to protect her that landed him in the betrothal."
"He sounds just like you," Ultra Magnus couldn't help but say. "Courageous and always thinking of others."
"Yes," Optimus agreed. "But at the time I wasn't so sure that was a good idea, however Megatron...Megatron said that by being with Slipstream, Valour is actually protected from others trying to force him into a bond. Even though they had no idea of his lineage, he was still attractive as a mate, being so beautiful, kind and brave."
"These Decepticons definitely have a different way of doing things," mused his carrier. "I'm starting to really dread incidents where Autobot Sparklings find themselves in betrothal they do not understand."
"That is something we'll need to address," Optimus stated firmly. "As Slipstream's pursuer has proved, there are unsavoury characters out there that would think nothing of enslaving an innocent sparkling for their own ends."
"At least I was able to get you back," Magnus said with a smile, hesitantly putting an arm around Optimu's shoulders. "You needed to get out of that place, if only to clear your head. How do you feel about tomorrow?"
"I want to see my son," Optimus said firmly. "As for Megatron...I think that was the first time we really spoke as true equals, I've hidden myself form him for so long."
"Was it all bad?" Ultra Magnus asked gently as they passed a gushing fountain.
"No...," Optimus said slowly. "The um...well, when we were...settled in berth, those were good."
Realising what his son meant, Magnus just nodded. Optimus continued.
"When it comes to matters of state, he is very serious. I sometimes watched him when he worked at his desk...but then there were times when he acted like a complete Mechling."
"Oh?" Magnus said curiously.
"His chief medical officer Hook is in love with Red Alert," Optimus elaborated. "And Ratchet does not approve. All of this, Megatron finds extremely amusing."
Ultra Magnus couldn't help but smile too; he almost found it rather amusing as well. He could just imagine how Ratchet would react to anyone attempting to court his daughter.
"Hook's a good Mech, he's taken care of me," Optimus told him. "But he is...a little old, not as old as ah...my Sire but too old in Ratchet's opinion."
"I wish this Hook the best of luck in appeasing Ratchet," chuckled Magnus. "But I suspect that is Red Alert returns her suitors feelings, old Ratchet won't be able to do anything to stop them."
"That much is true," Optimus said and they both laughed out loud.
"Oh my son," Magnus sighed. "I wished we could have had more of this."
"So do I," Optimus said. "But it's in the past and whatever happens...I want to see you."
"Nothing will keep us apart," Magnus declared. "Even if you go back to Megatron, I'll be there for you. And...well, I think Trion will do his best. He is somewhat set in his ways and isn't brilliant at showing affection but he has his good points. I think we both have to be patient with him."
"I'll do my best," Optimus promised his mouth twitching as he thought that Magnus would only use a certain amount of patience with the older Mech before resorting to more...direct methods.
The younger smiled at the thought, that was a very Decepticon way to deal with problems and he wondered what did his sire to awake said beast in his carrier and take said methods.
"Sir, umm...c-carrier," Optimus tried making the older Magnus smile. "What did or said Alpha Trion to upset Megatron about the subject of Slipstream?"
Ultra Magnus sighed and started telling his son everything he knew.
Author's note. How does Megatron and Optimus's meeting go? Find out next time, until then.