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Chapter 35: The Last of the Caravans

I was brought back to the present when a clawed hand reached within the cage that I had been placed in. It was really small and I was cramped, seeing that it was only wide enough to fit two people, which was really pushing it.

Megatron had been pissed off when I had refused to answer his questioning and had stuck me in a cage to see if that would frighten me enough to actually start spilling information. As I tumbled into the warm palm, I quickly righted myself to stare up at the one that had grabbed me. Red optics met my eyes and I cringed when I realized it was Megatron.

"Has your mind finally processed your situation, fleshling?" he purred out while forcing my chin up so I was looking him directly in the optics. I twitched and then pulled my face away from his clawed servo. The response was immediate, he snarled and with quick movements, he had me falling through the air before catching me at the last second. Now this situation was all too familiar with me.

"What am I supposed to tell you? I got nothing. You figured out I'm a special, further along, that's it!" I cried out as he held me upside down.

"But something makes you all the more Special if the Autobots are willing to protect you." He sneered and our little talk was interrupted as Laserbeak landed on his shoulder, snapping his beak at me and tilting his head up and to the side just to eye me.

"Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were panicking when we got a hold of her. Maybe she is connected with them?

Megatron eyed me and I felt my energon run cold within my tubes. I really didn't want to know what he was planning. It didn't take long for the mech, Soundwave, to appear and his servo was curled around something that sat in his palm. My spark started to thrum faster as he held out his hand and when he opened it, I furrowed my brows. A small spider like bot sat in his palm and once Megatron put his servo out for it, the bot scampered into it.

"Scalpel, I have a little…task for you." Megatron stated and we began to move toward some odd looking hold. As we got closer, I couldn't help the gasp that came from my throat as I stared at it. I could finally see that it was a ship, one that did not belong to the human race.

Walking up the ramp, I shivered at the cold that licked at my frame as we stepped through the doorway. It wasn't warm in here at all and my body ached from the freezing cold feeling that it was giving me. We took many different turns and when we came to a door, Megatron let Scalpel open it and we went in.

I began to panic. It was a medical bay and being in Ratchet's so many times, I knew something was going to happen. I was roughly picked up from his palm and then deposited on a cold metal surface before behind pushed down upon by Megatron as Scalpel began to put restraints upon my body.

"W-what are you doing?" I choked out as the mini bot began to work on securing the bottom restraints, having finished my wrists.

"Do not fret fleshling; Scalpel is just seeing how close you are with the twins."

Oh no. My mind stopped right there as I registered what he said. I knew that I had love bites on my shoulders and breasts. I knew that one can tell that a female had sex. My hips held slight bruising, seeing that the twins were quite rough the other night, having found me tied down being a lot more interesting.

I started to wiggle as Scalpel began to crawl over my body and I whined in protest as his servo turned into a sharp knife. My clothing was slowly stripped from my body and I couldn't help the clear fluid that began to gather at the edges of my eyes. They were going to use me against them once they found out how close I was to them.

"Stop it! I have nothing to hide!" I cried out, starting to struggle as my shirt was pulled away. Megatron suddenly tsked at me and his optics dimmed slightly before coming back on brighter.

"It seems your flesh tells a different story." The Decepticon Leader stated while running a clawed finger over one of the love bites. I began to whimper as I lost more of my clothing and by the time Scalpel was done with that knife, I was fully bare to the two before me.

"Zee Femme is not bonded, but she is intimate wiz zee Twins."

"And what makes them so interested in a Human Special like you? Sunstreaker, to my knowledge, does not like you pests."

His claw dragged down from my neck and in between my breasts, which had me flinching. The sudden movement caused his claw to slice into my skin and everything stopped when Megatron's optics zoomed in on the energon that seeped from the cut.

"Scalpel, initiate medical override, make the fleshling transform."

"Slag!" I screamed out as pain suddenly flared in the back of my head and I started to sob at the tearing feeling it was sending through my body. In seconds, my body expanded up and outward, leaving my purple and baby blue marked frame in the open. The restraints having already been broken by my sudden change. My optics quickly shifted to the Leader and I stared in horror at the pleased look he had in his optics as they swept over my frame.

"It seems you're the other half of the twins. I wonder how hard they will fall if I were to kill you in front of them." He mused and I tried to get off the metal table, but since I was already a smaller bot, Megatron had me pinned down in seconds.

"Get off me!" I screamed as I continued to struggle, Megatron tsking at me once more.

"I'll let you go Femme, but know this, once you're bonded, you're mine. I'm going to tear apart the twins and then the Autobots with your help."

My optics widened in disbelief and I cried out in shock as he suddenly picked me up and started to head for the door. Once outside, he then tossed me to the ground with a feral grin and stood over me like an evil King did to his kingdom.

"Run femme, and know that I'm coming for you once everything is set in place."

And I took off, not waiting to see if he had anything else planned for me in the mean time. If push comes to shove, I'll have to be careful in the future. There was no way I was letting him ruin my life so easily. I stumbled over a couple of larger stones and I then reverted back to my human form when I was far enough away. Only, I was naked with nothing to cover my frame.

I didn't want to stay in my femme frame, feeling disgusted with myself at the way Megatron's optics had looked over me and my car mode wouldn't get me anywhere on this really destroyed ground. It was too rocky and I would bottom out for I was a low car, not an off road vehicle.

My toes were constantly being jammed into rocks and I hissed as they hurt with each step I took. My body ached and I wanted to curl up and go to sleep. Were the twins and everyone else looking for me? I hope that everyone got out alright and were not injured during the sudden ambush at the house. I lost my train of thought when I spotted a large cloud of dust heading my way.

As I walked a little bit longer, I came out upon smoother land and I sighed as my feet were given the relief that they deserved. My relief was short lived when I held my arms over my breasts, seeing that a large group of cars were suddenly pulling up and around me, leaving the rocky outcrop open and my only way to escape.

"Put your hands where we can see them!" someone shouted and I remained still, not wanting to give them a sudden show. This was already too embarrassing.

"Leave her alone Phil! She's butt ass naked and obviously not comfortable with showing us any more than she already has!" a female voice shouted back to the one that had called out the command. Her response received many snickers and I pulled my arms tighter around my frame as one of the car doors opened and a woman jumped out. As she walked closer, she stopped a couple of feet before me and I watched as her eyes hardened.

"We got a Special!" she called out and I realized it was the same voice that shouted back at the man. Many began to jump out of their cars, some starting to file out of buses and others, vans. I took a step back and was ready to book if need be, even if I wasn't dressed.

"Don't worry; we're not like the other groups… Thomas demanded our group to accept Specials, telling us that they were obviously here for a reason. Plus you're the only one that seems to have full electric blue eyes…"

"You…are correct in some aspects. I am further along than all Specials. I am the collector. I am collecting them for a purpose, one that might destroy the Infection."

I watched as her eyes widened, taking in the fact that she had short spiky black hair, big green eyes with a small nose, pouty lips and a somewhat of a baby bump.

"No offense, but I think you look like you've been through hell." She suddenly said and I grinned sheepishly.

"I feel like it too. Are you the last Caravan?"

"Ah, yes, we are the last Caravan. Our radios and all went kaput on us. We've been retracing our trail to see if we ran into anyone. Come on, we'll speak some more when you have some clothing on your back."

I couldn't believe I had more or less ran into this group. It was a miracle in itself. After putting on some sweatpants and a t-shirt, I sat at a table with a couple of others that looked like they were in charge of certain tasks. I had a cup of water handed to me and I eyed it, knowing it was fine if I drank it, but I really didn't feel like it.

"Alright, names Kim, you've semi met Phil." Kim murmured while I looked at Phil. He was in his early thirties and had dark brown hair with a five o'clock shadow already sprouting on his face. "There's Tim and Chris, brothers who work with all the engines and electronics." She stated while I took in the two that looked alike. Messy blonde brown hair and bright green eyes. I smiled slightly at them and they grinned ear to ear.

"Well…now that you are dressed, can we continue on with our conversation?" Kim questioned with interest. I sighed and leaned against the table with sad and worried eyes.

"I'm the Collector of Specials. They hold a power that is foreign to our bodies for they have taken to it, unlike the Infected. I was with a group when I was…separated. We were on a quest to finding more Specials and the Caravans, wanting to offer a safe house to them. I'm from a military base and we built a Safe house for those that need it. Food and water along with electricity are included."

I could see excitement in their eyes as they took in the last of what I said. They must have been missing electricity and all that for a long time.

"We have seven Specials here." Kim said while looking at everyone around the table. "How do you collect them?"

I grimaced and they all stiffened when they watched that look cross my face. Sighing heavily, I ran a hand through my long black hair and looked at them with slight jealousy, that they didn't need to go through this, but then again, I would have never met the twins.

"My power surpasses them and getting within a distance of them, their power causes them to burst into a ball of light and I absorb them. The…effects are not pleasant. I can hear their voices, those thanking me and others cursing me to high hell."

"Do you…feel in a way, almost complete?" Kim pondered out loud and my brows furrowed. I never thought of that. Hesitantly closing my eyes, I allowed myself to feel for that power. I almost pulled back at the sudden flare of finding it and when it became settled, I began to feel it with invisible hands. I was stunned to find that it was a long line of pure energy, but some spots were almost completely broken away. Coming back to the present, I opened my eyes and looked at those sitting at the table with me.

"It's…almost there, but I still need to find some more."

Kim nodded while Phil watched her closely and I noticed the soft look in his eyes as they traveled toward her baby bump. Seems many females were pregnant within the Caravans, but what can I say, humans needed to continue life so they didn't go extinct. With all the horrors that has happened, it would be best to try and create as many lives as possible, to ensure survival.

Someone burst into the tent and leaned against their knees as they tried to catch their breath. When he seemed well caught up, he then stood up and looked at us with wide eyes.

"The old woman that is a special is going completely insane! She keeps on calling out to someone about coming to take her away. Kim and Phil stood up, followed by the brothers and I stood up as well. They all looked at me and then gestured for me to follow them to some place that was within the Caravan group. When we came upon a bus, we filed on in a single line and once in the bus, I spotted the old woman that was babbling away in the back corner.

"They are here! I'm going home! Oh, they are coming to take me away from this horrid world!"

I cringed at the crazy look in her eyes and Kim the gestured me to do what I had to do. There were seven, like they said, and they watched with sudden hesitation and relief as they spotted me.

"You finally arrived…" a little girl said while looking at me over the top of the seat she was in. Someone behind her grinned and waved at me.

"Finally! A possible way of ending this infection!" I then walked forward and the group behind me gasped as the whole bus was filled with a blinding light and once they were gone, I sighed heavily at the sudden feeling of feeling more complete. The bus shook slightly and I turned, finding bewilderment and other odd looks upon those that had seen what had happened. I sheepishly looked at them and then turned my head in another direction as I gazed out the windows.

We were then interrupted as a little girl came flying up the steps of the bus and into the aisle. "Three cars are headed this way! Two yellow and one red from what we can tell." She blurted and then her eyes fell on me as I began to push my way toward the door.

It couldn't be them; it just couldn't be, could it? I needed to see them, my twins and my friends.