Something new I'm trying out. I'll be switching between this story and 'That Would Be Enough' for the time being. I'll be bringing in my OCS from TWBE later on, so if you don't know who Remix, Aqua, Sam or any other original characters I might bring into this story are….. Read TWBE ;)
Warnings: This story will include mentions of rape, child molestation, abuse, murder, and suicide. If I forget something that is over-bearing, I'll put it at the top of the chapter. This chapter will only include mention of rape.
/Medix's P.O.V/
"Have you guys heard?!" Whirl ran in, jumping over the couch and landing in front of us. Before any of us could guess, she told us anyways. "We're getting a new teammate!"
"New teammate?" Wedge questioned.
"First I'm hearing of this." I commented.
"What's he like?" Hoist asked.
"When's he coming?" Hotshot thought aloud.
"Whirl didn't say if it was a carrier or sire, did she?" My younger sister, Ace asked them.
"Whirl?" Hotshot asked Whirl, who was basically bouncing off the walls.
"He's a sire! Professional locksmith, I believe. I didn't get his name though." Whirl explained and I nodded.
"When is he arriving?" I asked.
"Recruits. Please return to your classes. There's somebody I'd like you to meet." Heatwave spoke over the intercom and we walked to Heatwave's classes. Well, Ace and I walked. Wedge and Hotshot decided to race, and Hoist tried to break it up and Hoist didn't want to be left behind.
"How is it we're the youngest but we're the most mature?" Ace asked and I shrugged.
"Primus, I guess." I suspected and she shrugged, accepting the half-sparked answer.
"Good. You're all here." Heatwave waked in, shortly after Ace and I did. He had his servos around another minicon, whom I assumed was the new recruit. He was red and he had a darker red secondary color. His optics were a mythical blue color. Like I was staring at Primus himself….. What am I thinking?! I haven't even said hello yet! "I'd like you all to meet Riot. He'll start training with you tomorrow. Today, I'd like you to get to know him."
"Yes, Professor Heatwave!" We all spoke in usion and he nodded, walking out of the room.
"Hi Riot! I'm Whirl!" Whirl shook his servo, and he looked at her strangely.
"Charmed…" He spoke. I could now tell he had an English accent.
"Hoist. It's a pleasure to meet you." Hoist shook Riot's servo, and he was less intimated by him.
"Wedge." He did the same thing.
"Medix." I waved. Not too found on servo-shaking. Riot looked at me in awe. Like he was intrigued by me or something.
"Hey. I'm Ace." The youngest of the group shook his servo.
"Names' Hotshot." Hotshot put his servo out, but Riot didn't.
"So…. You're Hotshot?" He asked, and Hotshot looked at us, equally confused.
"Yeah? Is… There a problem?" He asked and Riot scoffed.
"You bet there is. Two names and I bet you'll get what it is. Electrobolt and Outburst." That caused the Cube Player to back up in shock. "You left as soon as I came! Leaving me to take the abuse from them! Because you left. They never did anything to Hoist! Or Slipstream! Or any other kid because you always had to be the hero!" He was walking around us at this point. "You had to protect them, be their older brother! Well, I knew that you were a carrier!" Riot got in Hotshot's face.
"That's enough!" Hoist pulled Hotshot back, away from Riot.
"Please stop…" Hotshot mumbled.
"No! Because you left and I was the new kid, that abuse was forced onto me. But, Electrobolt and Outburst did say some pretty important stuff." Riot growled.
"Hotshot, what is he talking about?" Wedge asked.
"They don't know, do they?" Riot smiled, looking at each one of us individually. When he got to me, his optics softened. But mine didn't. "Well, why don't you tell them? No secrets between friends, right?" He smiled, not earning our affection or kindness in any way.
"No…." Hotshot growled under his breath.
"If Hotshot's not ready to tell us, then none of us should make him." Whirl stood in front of the new bot, easily an inch taller than him. "And that includes you."
"The reason I got into this academy is so I could become a Rescue Bot. that's the main reason, there's nothing I want more than that. But, there's another reason…. When I found out Hotshot, well-known Cube Player was attending…. Well, I just had to meet all his new BFFS!" Riot placed his servos under his face, making a fake happy impression. "And then tell them what really went down at that orphanage."
"Hotshot has no need to tell us. We're his friends. If he wants to tell us, he will. It's obvious he wants to forget whatever happened, and your presence isn't making it easy." I walked up to him; arms crossed. He was at least two maybe three years older than me. but, he seemed intimated by me. Good.
"Fine. If he won't tell you and you lot have no intention of breaking it out of him, than I'll say it."
"Riot, please!" Hoist exclaimed, trying to get Riot to avoid whatever it was that Hotshot was trying to avoid.
"That Orphanage, it's hell. Electrobolt and Outburst choose which bots get just plain abused," He looked at Hotshot. "and which of those get taken advantage of." Riot walked towards him. "I know about your miscarriages. Accidental, and the ones Outburst stole from inside of you."
I looked over at Hotshot. He looked…. Ashamed. Embarrassed. Scared. I then looked over to Hoist. The normally calm and level-headed bot looked angry. Mad. Pissed off. I've never seen him that way.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Wedge spoke up, getting in Riot's face.
"Well, I was only telling the truth." Riot defended himself.
"You're telling secrets that were never meant to be told!" Wedge yelled, clearly unstable. He looked like he was about to punch him.
"You have no idea what life without a real family is!" I facepalmed at that.
"Oh, I don't?!" Wedge stepped towards him, causing Riot to step back. "You don't know me! You don't know any of us!"
"I know your mother killed your father!" Riot shot back and every one of us took a breath. Wedge's optics were filled with nothing but hatred.
"HOW. DARE. YOU?!" Wedge screamed, getting even closer to him.
"Okay, okay!" I stepped in, standing between them. "You need to calm down. His opinion is not valid. He doesn't know who Dustcloud and Nightshade really were. You do. You're right, he has no place to say that about them," I glared at Riot, but looked back at my friend. "but you know them better than anybody. And nothing can change the fact that their your parents." He breathed in and sighed.
"You're right…." He told me, backing off, quietly mumbling out a sorry. But it was not intending in Riot's direction.
"Wow. Clearly somebody has anger issues." Riot chuckled lightly.
"Hey, that is none of your concern!" Ace exclaimed, the first time she's spoken the entire time. I gave her a look, and she became quiet. I then faced Riot and sighed.
"Look. We're reasonable. We've all had time to warm up to each other, some up us growing up together like Hotshot and Hoist and me and Ace. We are welcome to newcomers, and we'd be glad to be your friend. However…. Since you've exposed Hotshot's secret, one that he desperately wanted to keep, I'm afraid that's not going to happen as quickly as you thought. If you want us to be friends with you, you're going to have to earn it." I told the bot and he scoffed, looking in my direction.
"No offense, but I feel like I'm being threatened by a cupcake." He spoke and I glared my eyes at him.
"Oh no." Ace commented.
"Poor guy." Wedge put in.
I smiled, placing my hands behind my back. "You know, it's funny….. Everyone thinks I'm so 'sweet and innocent' and most of it has to due with the fact that I'm short."
"Well, you are. And it makes you kind of adorable." Riot patted my head, putting his servos on my shoulders.
"He's done for." Whirl commented.
"Big mistake." Hoist agreed.
I smiled, putting my servos on his, then grabbed them forcefully. "Don't…."
"Ow…"
"Ever…." I kicked him on his leg, and then directly between the legs, then grabbed his arm and flipped him over. "Touch me!"
Riot groaned and looked at me. "You missed the first time…. And then got them both the second time." I rolled my optics and scoffed, lowering to the ground.
"Remember this…. I am not one to be messed with. Alright?" I asked and he nodded, still in pain. "Good. I'm glad we understand each other." I stood up, looking at him. "Get up." Afraid of being kicked again, he did what he was told.
"Heatwave may say that we're teammates," Wedge eyed him. "But we're not a family. We are," He motioned between himself, Hotshot, Whirl, Hoist, Ace and me. "But you're not. You have to earn that. and so far, you're not looking so good." Riot showed little care for what Wedge said, but still seemed to have that look in his eye towards me. I rolled my optics as the rest of us left.
"Okay, so we hate him, right?" Ace asked and I groaned, annoyed.
"Yes, Ace." I told her.
"I'm surprised you stood up for me…." Hotshot commented, looking between Wedge and I. "especially you." He looked to Wedge.
"Sure, we argue. That's what family does. But only we can talk bad about you. anyone else does it, well…. Let's just say what Medix did will happen." He commented and I shrugged.
"I don't like my friends, my family, being made fun of." I expressed and Wedge smiled.
"Or being called short." I scoffed.
"May I mention I'm also a minicon?!" I exclaimed and Hotshot laughed.
"Yeah, so are we." He put in and I scoffed.
"You're fifteen! I'm twelve!" I defended myself.
"Nearly thirteen." Ace put in, and I glared at her.
"Not. Helping. Ace." I said, teeth clenched.
"So, you admit it! You are short!" Hoist laughed, and I glared at him with my signature 'you better run' look. He gasped when he saw me, and took off running, me chasing him.
"You better get back here!" I yelled.
"Never!" Hoist yelled back.
Both of us slid, running into something, causing it to break.
"BOYS!" Heatwave's voice filled the academy.
"He did it!" Hoist and I both exclaimed, pointing at each other. I may bicker and banter with every one of these bots, but in the end… I know their family.
And done! I hope y'all like it! :)