Transformers Belongs To Hasbro

Chapter 21

A/N: I owe Autobot Nightfury for helping me with this chapter with her idea! Thanks, lovely!

News about Megatron's daughter was spreading quickly to the Cybertronian populace as of late. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity that would have great benefits to the mech who won. Her genetics promised strong offspring and her social standing promised a bright future for a position among the elite Decepticons. A hologram projection of the fembot was positioned in most places that had a fair amount of Decepticons. But even Autobots were catching glances of the Decepticon tyrant's daughter. She was a pretty thing and many regretted the fact that she was being offered up to the most ruthless Decepticon in these death matches.

With time, things were changing rapidly on the Decepticon base. Starscream had abandoned the Decepticon cause. . Dreadwing had arrived to serve his one true master. Arachnid had won the attempt on her life and was now creeping around somewhere. Breakdown was with the Autobots. Poor Pixel felt so alone... Soundwave had no time for her and her father was constantly handling the situation with Arachnid and Starscream. Not to mention this event he kept hushed up around her. Neither had been much help with her first heat. It had been a horrid ordeal. At first smell of the approaching situation, her father had sent her away to her room. A week passed before anyone let her out. The only interaction had been to give her meals and even that had been handled by Soundwave.

All she needed was a friend that did not want anything from her. Not her chassis. Not her seal. Just someone that she'd appreciate to have around and the same for that person. Loneliness was a horrid thing. Especially for one with such a delicate processor.

Now free to roam, Pixel took the time to explore the hallways once more. Surely her father would not deny her that wish. He was too busy to even care, she supposed. Drones roaming gave her looks but never went to stop her. The insecticons would sniff at her but casually step over her when she accidentally crossed their paths. For a place that was once her nightmare, the ship felt like her safe haven.

Pixel scurried out of the current hallway as Dreadwing came into view. The mech was a giant of a mech and completely devoted to her father. She had yet to say more than a shy hello to the mech. She pressed her body close to the wall and pressed her servos to her optics in the hopes that he would pass by without noticing her. Moments went by and the pedsteps had stopped. Pixel finally dared to open her optics only to find two gold ones staring.

"Well, you are an odd one, aren't you?" a deep voice chuckled in a amused tone. Pixel gaped speechlessly as Dreadwing stared down at her. His armor was very clean and the smell of fresh polish was evident.

"I...I...I was j-just resting..." she mumbled, her cheeks a bright red.

"Against a wall in a hallway far from your quarters. Sounds suspicious." he joked, giving her a smile. He was a strict mech but he knew how to relax at given times and did not often give into his own rage. Perfect to be Megatron's second in command.

"I...was exploring...?" she attempted another semi-lie. Dreadwing raised an optic-ridge with disbelief.

"Ok..Ok...I was kind of hiding...from y-you..." her admittance was full of shame but Dreadwing's laugh made the horror she felt dissolve.

"Me? I mean you no harm, little one. You are Megatron's daughter. Do you honestly believe I would hurt you? You're the safest bot on this vessel. I'm sure my size is a bit intimidating. You must be bored from being in your room for so long. We could go to the Earth's surface if you had Megatron's permission." he suggested, moving out of her path to let her go by.

Was he being serious? She was so excited! Her only few times on the actual Earth surface had ended with some sort of tragedy. Now she was hopefully going with someone who would make the trip a good one!

"I'll ask him right now! Thank you!" her enthusiasm was accentuated by a quick hug to Dreadwing's middle. The huge mech turned his helm away awkwardly as he thought of how to process the action. Luckily for him, she was already running off to find her father.

"Father, I have a question." she blurted, sliding into the main control room. Megatron looked up from a computer he had been staring intently at.

"Ah, there you are. What question do you have, dear? I'm very busy." he asked, his tone a gentle chide to her uncharacteristic boldness.

"Dreadwing said with your permission he would take me to Earth. Do I have your permission?" she asked, the excitement evident in her flushed features and the smile she could not hold back.

"Of course. I trust my second to keep you safe. He will do well to remember that. But yes, you may go. Do be careful." he warned, coming close to pull her into him. Pixel was not used his affection and quickly nuzzled into the embrace. Every little bit counted from her father. Soundwave watched silently at the display. It was good that they were interacting well. Pixel needed the attention.

"Thank you, father. I'll be safe." she promised, running off to meet up with Dreadwing.

"Did he give the okay?" he asked, a brow raised.

"Yes, he just said for you to keep a close optic on me. I'll stay close though!" she said, her face still flushed from excitement.

Pixel looked at her surroundings with renewed spunk. The surface was so beautiful and she could not get enough of the sights. Dreadwing stood close with a gentle smile. He was proud of himself for causing her such happiness. But he still kept an optic out for any dangers. He'd be damned if he let an Autobot get the drop on him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? Nothing compared to Cybertron but it's close enough for the time being until Cybertron is back to normal." he explained, sitting down to rest his back against a canyon's wall.

"It is very beautiful... Thank you for taking me here. It gets lonely when my father and brother are so busy. The fresh air is pleasant." she said, giving him a shy smile.

"How cute. Dreadwing has a pretty girlfriend." a familiar, sneering tone hissed close by. Pixel's spark skipped a pulse as realization dawned on her: Arachnid.

"Show yourself, Arachnid!" Dreadwing growled, drawing the cannon from it's back holster.

"I'm right here!" she snarled, pouncing from her perch above. The force of the blow was enough to knock the mech off his peds and onto the ground. Before Dreadwing could react, sharp fangs sank themselves into his shoulder. Powerful venom flowed through his circuits as she deepened the bite. A few more moments of the contact would have been fatal, if a certain little pink fembot had not chose that moment to tackle the spider lady.

Dreadwing remained frozen in his spot as his systems struggled with the foreign venom. But Pixel was not as lucky as Arachnid threw the much weaker femme off of her.

"Such a poor choice, sweety. You should have just stayed in the background like a good girl." Arachnid chortled, yanking Pixel up and close to herself. Her many legs wrapped around the littler femme and forced her against the older fembot. Pixel struggled desperately but hope of escape was lost as Arachnid sank her fangs slowly into her fragile neck. Pain wracked her frame as venom flowed like hot lave through her chassis. The pain was unrelenting even as Arachnid released her neck.

"Don't worry. It won't kill you, dear. It'll just keep you nice and paralyzed until I can work a deal out with Megatron. The paralysis is only temporary but your friend is a little worse for wear. I won't kill him yet. He'll just be another good bargaining chip." Arachnid chortled, pecking the horrified femme on her forehead. Pixel laid limply in her hold as the venom did it's job.