Torment walks up the impressive stairs to the Senate's majestic building.
A security guard moves towards him, to check him for weapons, but he shows his permit and is allowed to pass by the security check.
He continues down the many intersecting corridors of the west wing of the Senate and ignores the guards, that silently observe him while he approaches the planet's seat of power.
If they knew the truth, they wouldn't hesitate to kill him, but they are just like everyone else ignorant participants in the impending creation of a new world order.
His master will make the old world burn and create a new one from its ashes.
Their society will be reformed, and the Senate and those, that oppose his master will be annihilated in the process.
His hate towards the world burns strongly within his spark, and now even more so after what his master has done to him.
He has always been loyal and faithful, but it wasn't enough, and the explosive device, that is connected to his spark chamber is a clear sign of that.
It is the only way his master can control him.
He stops in front of the large door leading in to the vice-president of the Senate's chambers and places a hand against the screen beside the door. His identity is verified and it unlocks.
There is the distinct sound of metal moving against metal followed by a deep satisfied groan when he opens the door and enters the opulently decorated antechamber. The door closes silently behind him as he moves further into the chambers and he kneels on the floor as the slave he is, when he enters his master's large office.
"You summoned me."
Senator Highline, the vice-president of the Senate, sits behind his large desk and observes with a smug smile as senator Stormwave and senator Overstreak eagerly take senator Enigma.
Overstreak is lying on his back on a chaise longue with Enigma on top of him and has a firm hold on the carrier's aft, while he rapidly thrusts his spike up into him. Meanwhile, Stormwave is kneeling behind Enigma with his spike deeply inside the painfully overstretched valve and groans with desire, while he lets his political colleague steadily bring them both toward overload.
Transfluid streams out of the abused valve and drips onto the chaise longue, clearly showing, that Enigma, as usual, has satisfied all of his master's political allies after the Organization's weekly meeting.
"What a shame, that Retrograde had to die. I could have used her unique ability a little longer."
To enslave more of his opponents.
Torment's hate grows and he longs to turn his weapons against the one, that he loyally has served through the last 1500 years.
"Come and join them."
It isn't a offer, but an order, and he rises to walk over to the three senators. He releases his spike and rubs it to make it stiffen, before he forces it between Enigma's soft lips. The carrier swallows him eagerly and he hisses in unwanted pleasure when the experienced tongue begins to stimulate him.
He hasn't had time to interface or masturbate for a while, and reluctantly gives in to the pleasure, that Enigma willingly offers him. And it doesn't take long before he overloads inside the enslaved senator with a deep satisfied roar.
His ejaculated transfluid is swallowed and Enigma continues to suck on the tip of his spike to get every drop of it out of him.
He groans as another overload rapidly approaches, and undulates his hips convulsively against the soft lips while he for a second time overloads into the carrier's mouth.
His spark fills with regret when he stares into Enigma's distant lustful optics, and he looks away when Overstreak and Stormwave simultaneously overload in the carrier's valve. Enigma is only given a brief moment of rest, while the two sires recover from their overloads, before they proceed to take him.
The Senate's most respected, influential and law-abiding senator has been turned into a degrading transfluid receptacle by his corrupt political enemies.
The most merciful would be to kill him and free him from this unworthy existence.
As for him and his team, they have been allowed to keep their free will solely because they need to make crucial decisions during missions, and it is only his egoistic will to live, that currently keeps him alive.
Torrent had convinced Highline, that after Torment and his team had received the warp-gate technology, they would be too dangerous without something to control them.
Which is why they woke up from the operation to a special gift from Torrent in the form of neat little explosive devices, that are connected to their spark chambers, and that, at a safe distance, can be activated by Highline or Torrent, if necessary.
"The Supreme Council are meeting today to hear JIU's arguments for the continued use of invasive interrogation and to decide whether or not JIU once more shall be allowed to use it." Highline explains angrily, "I have summoned you, since we have some loose ends, that are too dangerous to be allowed to live, if JIU get their permission. You will handle them, while Enigma and his gullible political followers hopefully will ensure, that JIU will fail at convincing the Supreme Council, that it still is necessary, that they are allowed to use invasive interrogation."
"And Torrent?"
Highline leans back in his opulent chair with a dangerous cruel smile.
"Don't think, that I'm not aware of your burning desire for revenge. It just proves that Torrent was right in his concern about your continued loyalty. Be grateful, that I only allowed Retrograde to implement a few behavioral adjustments, instead of following Torrent's suggestion about letting her completely take away you and your team's free will."
"I have ALWAYS been faithful and loyal!" Torment growls, "I would NEVER betray you!"
"Silence!" Highline orders sharply, "If you were faithful and loyal, then that little device on your spark chamber wouldn't have mattered to you."
"I still need Torrent's strategic and political genius and forbid you and your team to touch him. When you have killed the leaders of the syndicate, I order you to infiltrate Retrograde's complex to destroy the 46 datapads with a white square, that are stored inside her laboratory."
"As you wish." Torment bows before he turns around and leaves the chambers.
Athena unlocks the automatic doors and walks into Retrograde's laboratory with a deep sigh.
Even after two days, it is still hard to understand that Retrograde is dead.
A sudden fatal spark failure.
She must have had a weak spark.
It is the only possible explanation.
No one besides the verified healthcare personnel were allowed to enter her ICU.
She opens one of the cabinets to pack down its content into boxes and makes a muffled startled sound, when a rough hand suddenly closes over her mouth and she is forced against a large strong frame.
"What a pleasant surprise."
Her sharp analytical mind rapidly assesses the situation, and she remains calm while she slowly turns her head and looks up at her assailant, to get an idea of what she is dealing with.
His field is void of any emotion, and she shudders, when his cold, intelligent and appraising optics stare deeply into hers.
A trained killer.
His lips curve into a smug smile while she studies him.
"It seems like someone likes what she sees." He remarks, and she fills with shame as she reluctantly realizes, that he is right.
Her spark is pulsing rapidly, but not solely from fear, while the scent of his strong masculine musk overwhelms her processor and fills her with arousal.
"I wonder..." He slowly removes the hand from her mouth and stares thoughtful at her tantalizing lips, "...will you willingly let me take you, before I kill you, or will you fight me while I claim your valve?"
She twists free from his grip and runs towards the door.
It is her only chance.
"If it has to be like that." Torment sighs exasperated and teleports in front of her.
Everything happens so fast, that Athena doesn't have the time to understand what's happening, before she brutally is slammed against a cabinet and his dominant lips claims hers in a hard passionate kiss.
"You don't look like the usual JIU employee." Torment murmurs against her lips, while he scans her for integrated weapons.
To his surprise, there are none and he frowns.
"I'm a psychiatrist, not an JIU employee." She whispers while her spark pulses so rapidly, that it feels like it is about to burst, "I have been hired to investigate Retrograde's ability."
A civilian.
Torment curses himself.
He lowers her to the floor and Athena looks confused up at him.
Is he letting her go?
"Where are the datapads, that were stored here?" He asks seriously.
"In a laboratory in Praxus." She answers, now even more confused, "We are trying to find a way to help Retrograde's victims."
He studies her closely, evaluating his options, and makes a decision.
"There are 46 datapads with a white square among them, that contain some highly sensitive information. If you have the time, look at them, but don't tell anyone about them."
"How do you kn-..."
She doesn't get the chance to finish her question, before he vanishes in a mist of purple, and she stares at the empty air.
A teleporter.
Skywarp's ability.
But how?
She is still filled with arousal from their intense interaction, and a part of her regrets that she didn't give in to her lust and let him take her.
A hysterical laughter, that border towards insanity, leaves her, when she, shocked, realizes, that she actually is disappointed that he didn't follow up on his threat of raping her.
That she actually hopes to see him again.
What's wrong with her?!
He is a killer!
And for some reason, he let her live.
