It's summer vacation now for me but I still need to go to work. Though, I have good news for every one! I managed to do 10 chapters for the next updates you would all see from me. And... I am starting getting antsy on creating or continuing a story. I don't mean to pile up all my stories but heck... they are currently rotting in my databank.
Chapter 44: Confusion
"Megatron...?" I gasp in shock and confusion as my eyes –now optics- fell on the state of near deactivation the Lord of Decepticons was in. In all his fighting and war-filled glory in their on-going path for domination, I hadn't expected the mech to look like total scrap metal with all the rust that clung onto his frame and how those large dents brought a deeper wince from me.
Was he going to deactivate? I wondered silently as a metal keen escaped my voice box. The thought of it brought retaliation from within me, protesting that I should not think of it at all. Dread was spreading like fire all over me, traveling from the tips of my feet –now pedes- to the back of my metal neck just from imagining the Lord offlining. With all of these happening inside my being, I had no time to wonder for an answer to any why.
Why do I feel as if everything would end for me…? Why do I feel as if I would never be the same again…? Why do I feel… as if I was going to lose a lot if it was him on the line…?
Frustrating was it for me but nothing could be done for that large hole in me that I thought was reserved for my family, was slowly opening and bleeding nonstop with each spark pulse I have while looking at him. This hadn't happened before so I was left terribly confused and in pain but at the back of my processors, something asked 'how greater was the pain for the Lord in his condition?'
My pain might be just the tip of his iceberg for all I could have known.
Remembering the times where others tried to slay or blown off the Lord in the movies, the images just could not compare to what was in front of me. He looks far worse than the time I had seen him been totaled by Optimus and Sam in the first TF movie, or even at RoTF and DoTM! It was like seeing a corpse… a zombie as he bled and lived agonizingly!
Being so distracted on what my spark was telling me and what my mind was supplying me, I had fallen deaf to even notice I had suddenly used Cybertronian. My spark stung with every pulse as my systems, gears, and metal, protested a lot like I was dying along with him.
My emotions were dizzying me as I both felt numb and sick at the same time. For all I know, if I weren't Cybertronian, I could have had emptied my stomach just because of my mind. I could have just drowned right there and then as I lacked the proper outlet for my emotions but I could not as I stare and stare at what was once the powerful Decepticon leader being docile and beaten to the edge, taking out all of his will and fights.
And the image couldn't just get out of my head even if I willed it away. I knew that it had plucked a string within me to suddenly freeze like this. I remained still like I had been washed with the coldness of the North Pole, clamping my joints to lock themselves into place, making it very difficult for me to move.
In spite of this though, from the back of my mind or something within me, was an entity or feeling of the need to desperately make me take a step forward and see the other's condition with a worry –I noted- worth like the one I have for a family.
I felt my jaw locked tight to its place making me strain even more from the tenseness of my frame. I was becoming more edgy and close to absolutely breaking my emotional core (as per the warning that was flashing just at the upper left side of my HUD) with every successful step I made… My own metal frame creaked and screeched with every painful movement I made.
I could feel the pending glitch that would take me (worthy enough to be called a 'Prowl') at the back of my processor. The darkness was slowly creeping up to me but I didn't let it as I trudge on. I don't know if I should be thankful or not for not even blacking out… but as I move on, I still couldn't decide… Even as I remain online to see Megatron's optics locking onto mine.
Do Cybertronians actually experience this…? The feeling where you wanted to melt before the piercing gaze of the other…? Because really, for the most part of my 'I-have-a-Cybertronian-body', I had noticed the frequency in how my intakes fail to function clearly with that gaze. His gaze was clearly solely focused on me and it was scalding hot, burning me into my spot.
It had gotten more intense as I didn't break the contact we have. From that, I can feel the tightening within my foreign systems and knew that I had formed a whole new level of pity for him… or what I can tell was pity.
Why in Primus name is the Allspark's creation rusting here? I really wondered as I scanned him further. He looks like he was already on the verge of breaking!
"Oh, Megs…" I whispered with a little keen escaping my lips as my servos involuntarily shifted to touch the other's dented metallic faceplates that were at least warm in some way. Like a trigger of some sort, he began thrashing from his little prison. Fearing that I might have done something to warrant such a reaction, I back away and took my servos away. But as I did that, there was something akin in his optics the way he gazes. I knew that it was 'that' but how? Why? Why was he desperate…? Of what…?
"N-no… " I heard him strain to mutter out those words. He didn't stop from thrashing from his binds as he pulled harder, struggling in his position, straining every single gear or wire he has yet to damage from this feat he was doing. I can feel his agony as it reached his face plates when something snapped but that didn't stop him as he struggled further.
I was frantic at that moment as more gears popped and actually broke in some way or the other. Every sound struck me deeply, wanting to make it all stop as I trembled in front of the mech that hadn't relented on trying to claim his freedom from the black blob.
He was trying to tug his servo out of the blob, one after the other. As I soon noticed that the thing was starting to get active, I panicked. It was like acid when I had touched it… What more of it when it engulfed his arm with every frantic movement? He was slowly sinking into that large goop! As I could only fear for whatever might happen to him afterward.
"Stop that!" I hissed in worry and alarm as he seemed to endure greater pain with each movement. His face was beaming with agony and frustration but he did not stop, fearing something that I don't know what. His optics... they look frantic, worried, alarmed as he continued on hurting himself. By pit, I was in pain myself at this kind of sight, never wishing something like this even towards an enemy.
Without thinking, I launched myself at him with my arm stretched to stop his struggle. What I hadn't counted on doing was to become the reason for the black blob to start parting with every electric current that seemed to come out from my servos. It didn't hurt Megatron so it was safe to say that it was Cybertronian-friendly, right?
I had managed to release all of his appendages from the black blob. After that, I told him to run away because, from that place, the thing got bigger and bigger when it amassed in front of us. There was a possibility that this time, we would not only be rendered immobile but also eaten alive.
For the first time in my life, I never had really expected Megatron to actually follow a low live's order to run. I, for one, have expected that he would shoot it down after getting his freedom. I mean, please…? Really! This is Megatron! He does not bow down to anyone!
I tugged him with me as I ran forward to the place I knew within my spark where there were people calling out for us. Even though it was dark and plainly scary at this point forward, the way he tightened his grasp on mine made me calmer than usual.
A sigh of relief soon escapes me as I can see the white plain in the distance. There, I could also spot two figures waving at us, one that was waving enthusiastically while the other was actually composed. My spark bled out for them, exactly making me realize that these were the two lines that had been accompanying me when I had been here at my second visit…? I couldn't remember anymore but I knew that they were there.
"Come on, Megs… We are almost there!" I said ecstatically, happy that I could have been of some help here in this plain though I was still anxious about what happened to my little sister. The darkness in my being was slowly slipping away as I assured myself that Megatron was still there. Looking back as we ran, I saw his red gaze was fixated on me. Optics twinkling with life that I had never seen before...! Even though we were both actually limping or trying our best to run, it was fun to do this. More so as I found that the mech was totally larger than me for me to be able to tug him along.
I turned back looking forward as I grinned in the thought of managing to make the lump head follow me. Yep… This was so going into my journal of awesome adventures and great feats done in the world of TF. It wasn't every that you make the Con leader happy and follow you like this.
Stepping on the white plain, I found the two figures of red and yellow fade into what they were… links. They were links.
Smiling and thanking the two, I happily plopped down beside them before giving the stunned large mech a snicker for standing still like a statue.
"Hey, guys! Meet Megs…! Er… Megatron…? Or was it Lord—" Before I could even finish my sentence, the said mech had suddenly gathered me in his arms, encasing me in a tight embrace that would have killed me if I were human. It was absurdly tight to the point where I think that my vents were straining and my frame started heating.
As awkward was it for me, I decided to go along with it and return the hug, patting his back and grinning widely as I soon realized that I was awesomely given a hug from the Decepticon leader! It was totally OOC of him but Hah! Megatron fans out there are so going to get jealous of me! Though I wish there was a camera.
What in the pit had just happened surprised me to the core even more so as he, with no room for decency, swooped in and took what I freaking couldn't believe.
My face plates felt hot as my body grew mush against him. I can feel myself heating up even more from embarrassment but my mind just couldn't be more distracted than this. What in the pit is happening?! I was being defiled with a kiss from the large mech. His hold, tightening by the second while his frame was flushed against mine! Okay… that got me to physically shiver from... I don't know… disgust?
Well, as the mech still kept me in his kiss, I can say that it was passionate. I can tell from how he reveled on exploring my mouth, effectively muffling my protest and extinguishing whatever fight I had in me. Dear Primus… My first kiss was from a Cybertronian Tyrant. And oh, gosh… He can pack a kiss.
I don't know when his servos had come up to cup my cheek plates, but they were there as I was encased with his warmth. He nibbled my lower derma for a moment before releasing me, looking at my face again before putting his forehead onto mine. All I can see from my daze was the happiness that he radiated with that soft smile.
For the first time, once again… I was lucky to see the pure joy that actually made my spark jumped and skipped a pulse as my voice box was rendered dysfunctional. There was no sinister intention behind anything it was he had done. Yeah… This was mind blowing.
It was like I was in my own fan fiction at this point. I was going to be slagging coupled with this mech if my time traveling would serve me right. If Noi has Barricade… Was Megatron mine here?
Shaking my head in total slagging absurdness, I scolded myself for thinking that. I knew that I totally favor the Decepticons more but that does not mean I am open to love…
Yeah… I am totally not into it…
But why do I feel pained as he called out to me with that name?
"Maxim…" Megatron whispered lovingly but I actually felt my breath hitch and my spark clench. That wasn't me… nor was it any other names that I had created for myself in Cybertronian.
Now that I had finally cleared my processor with that designation shooting pain within me, I was brought out of my own haze as I wondered if the frame that I was using currently had belonged to Megatron's sparkmate… Maxim… That was what Megatron calls the other.
I was standing in the shoes of a dead Cybertronian that is maybe the reason for why Megatron was so willing to submit to me earlier… how he affectionately gave me that kiss… How wantonly he gazed at me…
I don't know what hurts the most…
Was it the fact that I was thought of somebody else…
Or the fact that I used someone else to actually get something that I likely desired… taking advantage of it.
I felt very humiliated, embarrassed and disgusted. I had let it all get to me and this was what I got. Megatron's soft and loving gaze wasn't for me… It was for the other… His soft and tender kiss wasn't for me… It was for the other…
Megatron's affection wasn't for me… It was for the owner of this body I was shoved into.
And realizing this tore me apart even though I knew that it was just too good to be true.
Damn my fantasies. Slag it! I should have known better to love a fictional character and let this madness of being shoved in their dimension get to me.
After all… Not all fan fictions come true. I am just a hopeless fan, played by fate and fantasy.
It hurts… But I got to shove it in and play along with it.
"Hi, Megs…" I strained out.
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