Chapter 14: The road to redemption

Soundwave had been placed in a separate cell away from the others, whom were gathered around the body of Astrotrain. Blitzwing was the more affected and he was crying, hugging his wingmate close despite that he was obviously dead. He spark was broken and when the others managed to pull him away from his fallen wingmate, he broke down in a corner and curled up in a ball, not care if anyone came to him.

At the sight, Nemesis just smirked and chuckled darkly, this would help break the new slaves faster. One of them was already broken down as it was, and the others had their morale down a few notches. Soundwave was watching the scene unfold in the cell next to his own and his visor was dimmed in sadness. Astrotrain had been a good warrior... And a good friend. He will be missed greatly...

His attention was soon diverted away from the other cell when Nemesis walked in his cell and towards him. The inhibitor on his head prevented him from knowing what the other was thinking and it unnerved him... He took a step back until he was backed in the far end of the cell.

"Are you afraid of me? You, SOundwave, the fearless telepath?" nemesis teased cruelly and SOundwave just glared. "You are going to learn what it means to try to cross me, Decepticon.. He spat then and his optics ere dark, sadistic and full of ominous intents.

"I am not afraid. I will prevail." The monotone voice of Soundwave replied and he stood his ground then. He showed no fear, even if he was tense and wary.

"We'll see about that..." Replied Nemesis, closing the last bit of distance between then and grabbing the telepath by the throat. "We'll see how long your cold, emetionless façade last here..."

Ratchet and Gypsy entered Nemesis and Ironhide's quarters, and Ratchet only too one look around to understands what had been happening. He snickered and went to the prone, recharging form of Optimus to scan him. "Looks like your father know how to have fun, my dear." he said to his mate and she had a short, kind of cool nod. This made the medic frown and pause in his work. "What's wrong? You really look off."

"I'm fine really. Get to work, don't worry about me." She replied but her mind was racing. She didn't understood why she suddenly cared, and why the sight of Megatron - my father she thought angrily - made her throat clench so painfully. SHe balled her fists and felt littl;e sparks of electricity fly from her clawtips.

Ratchet resumed scanning Optimus and it wasn't long until he had confirmation of what Nemesis suspected. The mech was carrying twin sparks... He grinned, because twins were a rarity. Nemesis would be pleased to hear it... He decided to comm. him when he was done in the brig to tell him this and stood back up. Megatron's optics were following him and he looked worried.

"I'm sure Nemesis will be glad to tell you himself, Megatron. You'll be thrilled." He grinned and went to his mate.

Ratchet nuzzled Gypsy, his engine purring quietly as she nuzzled him back, what ever was bothering her, he was sure he could fix it with several overloads. He sent his need for her over the bond, he smirked when he received the same need back.

*Make sure Optimus is tied down, we don't want Nemesis' slave to get loose. And we don't need to worry about Savage,* Ratchet commented. *Check Megatron's shackles as well.*

Gypsy nodded then went over to Optimus and cuffed his ankle to a long chain before going over to Megatron, she did her best to avoid his gaze.

"Gypsy," He said quietly so only they could hear it. "Listen to me, Gypsy. There is good in you, I know there is. I can see Starscream in you, you are nothing like Nemesis and you never will. Please, help us escape and you and I can start anew."

Gypsy met his blue gaze for a moment before replying. "It's to late to save me, Megatron. I've already walked down at the road and I can never come back from it."

"That's not true, Gypsy. It's not to late to save you, you can redeem yourself by helping me. Please."

Gypsy felt conflicted, she wanted to help but in doing so she would be betraying every thing she knew. Her bond mate, her comrades, Nemesis and his cause.

"Gypsy, are you finished?" Ratchet asked.

"Yeah," She said her voice steady and calm then turned her attention back to Megatron. "I-I'm sorry."

Megatron watched with a heavy spark as Gypsy left with Ratchet, but knew that his words had an impact on her, he saw some thing stir in her optics. If she was anything like Starscream, she would make the right choice, he just hoped that she would make it soon. Nemesis wouldn't stay down in the brig forever.

Nemesis had cuffed Soundwave's wrists to the shackles dangling from the ceiling in the middle of the cell, in full view of ell of his comrades. The telepath was stretched painfully as his feet barely touched the floor, but he managed not to show it. He was as emotionless as ever. But of course, Nemesis wouldn't have any of this... He ripped SOundwave's mask and brushed his visor, baring his faceplates.

He lifted an optics ridge at the criss-crossed web of scars covering his now revealed faceplates, understanding now why he wore a mask and visor. "Primus, you're a ugly one, aren't you? No surprise that you hide your face behind a mask then!"

SOundwave's optics were set on a point on the distance and his lips tightened. He didn't react to the insult and berely twitched when his mask and visor had been ripped off. He was used to being looked at oddly and being called ugly, amongst other things. Those scars were his burden to carry... and reminded him of why he fought. "You can do whatever you wish. I will not break."

Nemesis grinned sadistically at that and brought out a whip from his subspace. He activated it and the energon-infused tail started to glow oimously. SOundwave's optics darted to it for a second and widened a bit, before returning to stare in the void. "Lets see how long you stay unresponsive with this little beauty, now, Soundwave..."

WHen the whip started to slash on his back and aft, SOundwave only clenched his jaw, not making any sounds. His narrowed optics and the beads of energon sweat on his platings were the onl;y signs of his pain. He stayed quiet throughout the first row... but Nemesis grew annoyed and infuriated of his silence. He felt him wrench an armour plate from his nback, then another, and another, until he was barede to his protoformon his entire body. Even his crotch panel and hip plates had been removed, baring his most vulnerable parts.

He was panting with pain and shaking with humiliation by the end of it, and he could feel his comrade's optics on him. Many were looking away, but they often peeked to see what was happening. He was blushing madly and sweating with the pain of his torn plating joints all over his body.

"Now, that's better! Lets do this again shall we?..." He took back the whip and resumed whiping him, this time on his bared and very sensitive protoform, and the gasps and cries of pain couldn't be contained this time. ANd Nemesis was growing more aroused by the second... He could feel the heat radiating from his prey as pain rose and his own heat was rising with it.

Gypsy pulled on the cuffs as she arched her back and moaned with pleasure as her mate slide two fingers into her port and started thrusting in and out of her. Her mate knew how much she hated it when he teased her but he seemed to do it any way, she was grateful how ever for the distraction, she couldn't get Megatron's plea out of her head.

"Mine." Ratchet purred before sliding a third finger into her port, stretching her further.

She cried out with pleasure. "Y-yours! Always! Please, stop teasing me… ugh. Take me already!"

Ratchet smiled before removing his fingers and crawled on top of her, claiming her lips in heated and passionate kiss, which his mate eagerly returned sending soothing and pleasuring jolts of electricity into the kiss she returned.

*Primus, I can't get enough of you.* Ratchet said over the bond.

*Neither can I. Ravage me, my love. Claim what is yours.* She replied with need in her voice.

Ratchet didn't need to be told again, he slammed into her port, causing his lover to let out a pleasured scream as she suddenly filled with her mates cable. Primus how she wanted to sink her claws into his shoulders but the cuffs prevented her from doing just that.

The medic slide his glossa into his lovers mouth and was soon in a battle of dominance as their glossa's swirled around each other.

*You're like my own personal drug and I love it!*

He continued to pound into her port, her moans and cries of pleasure fueling his lust, making him want her even more. He quickly un-cuffed her and pulled his mate into his, sinking his cable deeper into her port, making her cry out again and bury her face into his neck and sink her claws into his back. He arched his back as more soothing and pleasurable wave of electrically soared through his frame.

Several minutes later they both overloaded, calling out each others names holding each other as they rode out their overloads.

"That gets… better every… time." Ratchet panted, laying Gypsy down on the berth and pulling out of her port.

"Yes… it does." Gypsy replied.

The Decepticons could only watch as Soundwave was chained to the ceiling in the middle of his cell by the much larger Nemesis who had removed Soundwave's panel as well as his own. The commutations officer was now at the mercy of the sadistic Autobot leader.

Nemesis had stopped whipping him, and he had removed his own panel baring his already hard and throbbing cable. He circled his prey with a lusty, sadistic look in his optics, and could feel that everyone was looking, willingly or not. This pleased him much, and he Let out a rumbling purr while he grabbed the thin, naked hips. "Now you'll understands what it means to frag me up, slave."

Soundwave could feel tears streaming down his cheeks, and he was unable to stop then. His face was a mask of pain and anguish, his emotionless faâde cracking at every angle as he was subjected to the Tyrant's mercy. He wouldn't beg though... He bit his lips and prepared himself for the pain, but he wouldn't beg, never.

Nemesis just smirked and teased his port with a digit, feeli9ng it quiver and start to lubricate, and he grinned at the mech, leaning closer to kiss him harshly, bitting down and licking the energon seeping from the wounds. He suddenly thrusted two fingers into the wet port and felt his cable twitch at the cry of pain and pleasure that this action provoked on his prisoner. "Liking it hum? I knew you were a little whore, SOundwave. No one can be this colkd all the time... You're a beast in the berth aren't you?" He chuckled and then he thrusted his digits deep, hard and fast, adding a third and then a fourth, stretching him to the limits.

SOundwave wriggled in the restraints, feeling the pleasureble yet painful stretch of his port like it was on fire. ANd he could feel pleasure building up, his spark throbbing and pulsing harder and faster. His cable had hardened to full arousal and he twisted in shame, feeling the optics of his men on him, and he felt like dying there. he was a prude, reserved mech... To be exposed like that in front of a crowd was worst the anything else, and the low, angsty keen escaping his throat was spark-wrenching for the poor Decepticons watching the show unwillingly. "No... No... No..."

Nemesis could make up that single word coming from the telepath, and he grinned again, withdrawing his digits in a swift move and moving behind his pet to position himself to enter his aft port. He wanted him to beg for mercy, or release, and he woint stop until he gets what he wanted... "You can do better then that, my pet... I want to hear you beg." And with that, he entered his too tight aft port with one deep, hard thrust and let out a moan at the tighteness surrounding his cable then. "Yes... You're so tight..."

SOundwave cried out and cleched his jws so hard that a grinding sound could be heard. The intrusion was so painful, and he felt more tears on his cheeks. He gasped when a hand wrapped around his cable the started pumping it in time with the thrusts, and arousal returned in force, waves after waves of sickening pain and pleasure melted sl;owly eroding his resolve.

Longhaul, hated seeing some he deeply admired be treated like this, it was just wrong on so many levels. He won't stand by and allow Soundwave to get hurt like this, they already lost Astrotrain, they couldn't afford to lose Soundwave.

"Leave him alone, Nemesis!" Longhaul snarled, his blue optics blazing with anger.

The Decepticons tried to keep him quiet but he ignored them, this had to stop and it had to stop now, even at the cost of his own life.

Longhaul knew one thing that would get Nemesis' attention it would most likely have him killed, but it would be worth the risk to protect Soundwave.

"You're a sick, twisted coward, Nemesis! Why don't you pick on some one who can fight back!"

Nemesis growled and turned his attention to Longhaul and glared at him before replying with a snarl. "Care to repeat that?"

Gypsy shook her head with a quiet sigh, she couldn't do this anymore, she had to do some thing.

Megatron was right, he was right about every thing. I-I have to do some thing. She thought. But… what?

She looked at her mate who was sleeping soundly on the berth, she knew she wouldn't be able to do anything if he was able to move. Quickly and quietly, she cuffs him to the berth, he'd hate her later, but it had to be this way, she couldn't fight her true nature.

I'm sorry, my love. She thought before leaving and heading toward Nemesis' quarters to rescue Megatron and the other two.

Megatron heard the door to the quarters open and he looked there with a glare, convince it was Nemesis back. But he lifted an optic ridge in surprise when he saw Gypsy instead. "Gypsy? What are you doing here?"

SHe didn't lost any time coming to him and uncuffing him, saying. "I am here to rescue you, and the others. I..." SHe looked him in the optics and said, with deep seriousness. "I heard you, and you were right... Father. I have to do something. For myself and to avenge Mother..."

Megatron smilked at her and hugged her briefly, feeling his spark swell with joy. SHe was her daughter, so she had to have something from him, and he knew she'd make the right choice. "I'm proud of you, now, my Daughter. But we must hurry... There will be time to talk later."

"Yes, you're right. Let's move!" She quickly went to rescue Optimus, and then Savage, but while Optimus was all too happy to be free and have a chance to leave. Savage just laid motionless and didn't moved, looking at them blankly.

"Come on, Savage, you have to come with us! I won't leave you there!" Megatron said, and when the mech still didn't moved, he took his arm and pulled him to his feet, taking a more commanding, yet warm tune. "On your feet, Soldier! Lets move it!"

At last, he was moving and he started to follow them but a cry from Optimus, whom was still in the room, made him turn around to see his mate had torn open a cabinet door and was holding a blue and gold artefact. It looked like...

"The Matrix! My Matrix! I couldn't leave without it." He opened his chest and placed the artefact inside it in its rightful place, and it was like he swell, and his expression changed to a more peaceful, calm one, relaxed for the firt time since he was rescued so many months ago. He walked to them then and he looked more powerful, maybe even wiser, it showed in his optics. "now I'm ready. Lets go!"

Nemesis stalked to where the other mech was standing, leaving Soundwave alone for now, and his red optics were narrowed with anger and cruelty. "What did you say? Repeat it for me, now, Decepticon scum!"

Longhaul stood his ground and looked back, not lowering his optics. "You're a coward, Nemesis! You can't take on bots that can fight back! You prefer to assault mechs when they're cuffed and helpless!"

The blow that hit him was hard enough to dent the side of his helm and he make him stumbled into the bars, falling into a heap on the floor. Nemesis was looming over him, and he was about to hit him again, but he suddenly became aware of the fact that he was surrounded by angry, hateful Decepticons that wanted one thing: his energon.

"Back off, all of you!" He growled and lifted his gun to aim at them, his sword on his other hand. But something was very wrong. they were all coming closer, and caging him in a circle. he started to be a little afraid, because he was alone, and they were 20. he fired a shot at their feet, and some did jump back, but they came right back at him. "I said BACK OFF!"

To no avail... All the Decepticons jumped him all at once.

-TBC-