Now for Chapter 28!
And for those who have not read: GRIMLOOCK SICK 'EM!
Disclaimer: I do not own transformers, it belongs to Hasbro, nor d I own the universe being used, it belongs to Demyrie.
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Chapter 28: Does it Ever End?
Straxus spat up the chewing tobacco on the floor, with disgust. He had been close.
He had been so CLOSE!
Why? Why is it that every time he tried to sleep with someone, some bitch has to get in the way, and stop him from having his fun! He kicked an old can into the brick wall snarling to himself, and roared angrily. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey that he made, and took a deep, scalding drink.
"I'll get them. I'll get those whores, if it's the last thing I do, and fuck them as their screams echo through dis warehouse, and make them watch as I destroy everything they love before them," he swirled some of his whiskey a bit, before smirking, "Starting with sweet little Orion's baby boy," he purred, turning to the newspaper articles he had collected over the past weeks, with articles on Optimus Prime.
He smirked, concocting a plan within his brain.
"It'll be a perfect start to getting them back into my clutches," he stabbed the picture with a knife, talking to himself.
If he was able to get Optimus Prime of the DPD into his clutches, then it would lure his prey into a trap.
He smirked. Oh yes.
His revenge would be fullfilled.
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Galvatron was finally deemed better enough to head home about two days ago.
He was told to take it easy, and to take his medication every twelve hours for a week.
But the moment he walked through the door to his apartment, the THING came running at him, floppy ears flying and happy barks, followed by his son. Galvatron slammed the door shut and worked his away around the bundle of happy fur, hissing at it like a cat.
"Demon dog," he whispered, before he was greeted with the sight of his son running towards him.
"Daddy!" he hugged him around the middle, with his good arm, as his father caressed his hair, "I'm so happy you're home."
Galvatron looked around the house for a moment, blinking. This was different from the white blankness of the Hospital walls, everything a neutral all around him. He was now surrounded by dark reds, and browns, and warm colors. Then, he looked down at his son and smiled.
"Me too, babe. Me too," he sighed.
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Optimus sighed, as he thought over the recent events in his mind.
Sentinel was pissed that half the force was more focused on bagging this one guy, instead of focusing on the murders.
But for the Third Prime of the DPD, it felt personal for him, because this man had attempted to assault one of his best friends, who was also an ex of his.
He and Galvatron had once been a couple. It all started after Slipstream had spike their drinks, so they could get laid, since she believed they were both virgins. She was right about Optimus, but she didn't know that Galvatron already slept around with others.
There was a spark that had lit between them that night. It was bright and the two had begun dating.
And then, things got downhill in Twelfth grade, so Optimus broke it off. Since then, the two have been the best of friends.
But to think that someone would ever...it just caused his blood to boil, as he tried to think of what they were missing. He didn't want to push Lil' Megs, cause the poor thing was traumatized enough, and the two men who had gotten the child out of there, didn't know which warehouse it was either.
There was a knock on his door. He looked up, and saw a cop come in in his full uniform.
"Mr. Optimus Prime?" he said.
"Yes. I am. Can I help you with something?" he asked, standing up.
The cop smiled, "There is as a matter of fact..."
It happened in a blur.
One minute, he was standing ready to greet the cop, next thing he knew, volts of electricity ran through his body, and sent him to the floor, knocking him unconscious, as he fell to the floor with a grunt. He had spasms running through his body, and he shook, as he looked up at the cop, who removed his cap, and smirked down at him.
"Comfortable?" he hissed down to the Prime.
"Ah...Jesus...what...?" next thing he knew, he was kicked in the face, and everything went black.
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It still amazed Straxus how gullible some police officers were.
He came out of Optimus' office, carrying him on his shoulders, as he had to do was say he had dropped unconscious and was being taken to med. bay. He had to keep himself from smirking, as he headed towards his old truck, and placed his catch inside.
He took a moment to look the Prime over, and he had to keep himself from losing his focus. Such a nice, strong looking body.
"I might just keep you, cop. After all, I wouldn't want my whores to get lonely, now would I? And it will be a sweet victory, knowing I broke the son of Orion Pax to become a whimpering slave," he purred, as he went to the driver's seat.
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Ultra Magnus entered the med. bay. The moment he had heard his son had collapsed, he went straight there.
But when he got there, all he saw was Ratchet snapping at his latest patient, Bumblebee.
He looked around in confusion.
"Ratchet, where's Optimus?" Ultra asked.
"Haven't seen him since yesterday," Ratchet grumbled, "Probably in his office."
"But I was informed he was placed in the med. bay," Magnus answered.
Ratchet stared at him, "No one brought him in, if that's what you're wondering."
Magnus narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Hmmm."
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Galvatron tapped his fingers against the table of the counter of the diner. He kept checking the time.
Five minutes passed the meeting time.
"Come on Oppy, where are you?" he hissed.
He had called Optimus earlier and had asked him to meet him at their favorite diner, to tell him the news. He played with the ring on his finger, and smiled softly.
His smiled disappeared. Then, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number on it.
"Pax might know where he is," he muttered.
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Orion moaned in annoyance, when he heard his cell phone go off. He looked up from the mass of gasping man beneath him, and picked up the phone in annoyance, eyes narrowed, as he answered.
"What?" he snapped, moving particularly deep into Megatron who tensed, and arched with a soft wail.
"Hey Paxy. Is Optimus there with you?" Galvatron asked.
Orion eyed Megatron who arched and mewled, before he covered his mouth to quiet him.
"Ah, no, why?" Pax shivered when he felt a warm tongue lap at his fingers.
"He was supposed to meet me at a diner tonight, so we can talk for a bit, but he hasn't shown up," Galvatron explained, "Do you know where he is?"
"Ah...EEEYAAAHEH!" Pax went bolt straight when talented fingers grabbed one of his nipples and twisted it gently.
"...what was that?" Galvatron asked.
"Ah, nothing...ooh...n-nothing to...you evil, sexy little...Nnngh! Dammit, nothing Galvatron!" he yelled, moving roughly, as Megatron smirked.
He heard a shudder from the other end, "Now I'm sorry I asked. Well, if he calls, tell him that he'd better get his little officer butt here, or I swear..."
Orion gritted his teeth, as he felt himself reach his peak, with roar.
After a moment, panting as he recovered, and giving an annoyed glare to his partner, he could almost see the horrified expression on Galvy's face right now.
"Ah...Galvy, uh..."
"Don't. I just...no. I don't wanna know. I'll just call and see if I can reach him," he heard another shudder, before Galvatron hung up.
After a few moments, Orion snapped the phone shut and slammed it on the night stand, before grabbing his lover's wrists and pinning them down.
"You, sir, you are an evil incubus, you understand? An evil sexy incubus," he growled, before Megatron smirked, and leaned up to kiss him.
"And I'm not scared to admit it," he purred, before pulling his lover down on top of him, "And you are not done with me yet."
"Truer words..." Pax allowed himself to be swept up in his lover's kisses.
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The first thing to hit Optimus, was an ache from his spine to his head, as he found himself on a hard, cold surface.
"Oh..." he groaned, reaching up to rub at his sore forehead.
For some strange reason though, he couldn't. His hand stopped in mid air as he reached up.
He opened his eyes. When they adjusted he stared at what was clamped tight around his wrist. On his hand was a black iron chain on it. He followed it to a bolt in the wall, and he froze, as he stared at it.
Then he groaned, "...shit."
"I hope you're comfortable, Mr. Optimus Prime."
He gasped, as hand turned him over on to his back...which he realized his upper body was naked, and that he was only wearing his jeans. He trembled, and shook as he stared up at the man above him.
"Who the hell are you?" he spat, his mind still a bit muddled after being hit with the taser.
"Well, as your father and his slut like to call me, a heartless bastard. As your little dancing whore called me," Optimus' eyes widened, "an insensitive prick. But my real name is, Straxus. What can I do for you, you beautiful creature from heaven?"
Optimus spat at his boot, "Go to hell and stay there, you son of a bitch..."
"Hmm, I've been there, and it's quite lovely, you should go there sometime," Straxus cackled, before he knelt down in front of Optimus, "But now, to business," he grabbed Optimus' chin and made him look straight at him, "You see little Prime, your father has something I desperately want. I mean once you get a taste of the forbidden fruit, you can't let it go, as you may well know," Optimus didn't like the way Straxus was looking at him, "But, after the incident with the child, and my failure in fucking that little dancer, I had to make new arrangements," he leaned in, leering, "I'm going to use you as bait. But not before I make an example of you."
Prime growled, and tried to pull away, but lips clamped over his mouth, giving him no room to bite the offending appendage moving within in mouth. Once it broke, Optimus pushed hims away, and backed away from the silver mech, with wide, frightened eyes.
"Oh, you tasted delicious. Oh don't worry, I'll start playing with you once I get my other two whores. But not before I break you in front of your own father, before I kill him," Straxus threw back his head, and laughed, as he stood up and left Optimus alone.
Optimus glared after him, before spitting the nasty flavor from his lips.
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Galvatron as worried, when he got home, playing with his short hair (he had to use gel now to keep it slick and stuck to his head).
So far, he's called everyone, and no one's seen Optimus. It was very unlike his friend to just disappear like that. Ultra Magnus told him about the early med bay mistake. Where would Optimus be taken, if not to Ratchet to identify what happened?
Curious. Very curious, and suspicious.
That's when he saw the not on his door. Blinking to make sure he wasn't seeing things, he picked up the note, opened it and read the letter.
He expression once of curiosity, was replaced by pale-faced horror.
Pretty Dancer,
Guess who has your precious Prime, locked away
and never to be seen again?
Straxus
Shaking, Galvatron let the note fall to the floor, putting a hand over his mouth, as he took in shaky breaths. Then, he screamed into his hands.
"Will you ever leave us alone you goddamn bastard?" he hissed, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Then he ran into the kitchen, grabbed the phone and dialed the police station.
Straxus had him. Straxus had Optimus.
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Poor Oppy!
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