This is based on a comic drawn by lonemaximal on Tumblr.
Screams echoed across the Nemesis. Vehicons stared at the medical bay's door. Each cringed, wondering what the medic was doing. Some of their Sparks sank; knowing that it involved Breakdown's corpse. They continued their way pass the medical bay's door. Each knew not to enrage the medic.
A drill impaled the thick armor. Knock Out stood, an emotionless face. His black and red optics examined the corpse's optics)
"Why, stop it!" Cylas begged. "You've done something that I will never forgive." Knock Out chided. (He retracted his drill; walking to a cabinet. The medic opened it; gripping a beaker) "I am one of you now, this is your friend's body! I'm Breakdown!" Cylas yelled. (The beaker shattered. The medic turned his head. Cylas cringed, hearing the medic's neck crank. Knock Out revealed his drill. His face turned to a snarl; narrowed optics)
"You said his name. I gave you one last chance; you blew it." Knock Out snarled. "No, please!" Cylas begged. (Knock Out approached the trapped human. His drill began to spin; Energon stained the mech's armor. Knock Out placed a servo onto 'Breakdown's' chest)
"Your nothing; just a disgusting parasite refusing to die. (Knock Out impaled his drill onto 'Breakdown'. Cylas screamed, pain flooding through his body) I shouldn't kill you, yet you said his name." Knock Out growled. "Why does that name matter?" Cylas asked. (Knock Out reached to 'Breakdown's' face. The medic's finger entering the right optic socket) "You are the reason my friend lost his pride. (The medic poked the optic. Cylas cringed at each poke) He sobbed, telling me how you ripped him apart. How about I do the same to you!" Knock Out yelled. (His other arm turned to a drill. The medic ripped open the chest; revealing the disgusting human. Cylas stared at Knock Out. Eyes widened at the sight of the Energon stained medic.
A saw approached near Cylas' neck. The human cringed, eyes focusing on the tool) "Going soft?" Cylas asked. (The saw turned to a servo. Knock Out revealed his drill. The medic's face close to Cylas') "You will never be Breakdown." Knock Out whispered. (He lunged his drill at the human.
Silence. Cylas stared at Knock Out's optics. The drill impaled his beating heart. Eyes closed; the man fell limp.
Knock Out moved back. His paint job now stained in blood. The medic moved away, heaving a sigh. It was over, nothing remained except memories. The Aston Martin approached a chair. He sat down, sighting Breakdown's body.
Under the bright lights; optics examined rust, dents, and scratches. Knock Out lowered his head; shutting his optics. Breakdown, that name will forever haunt him. Looking up, the medic saw sight of a buffer. The same one Breakdown used for him. Knock Out placed a servo over his Spark Chamber. It pulsed with energy; less beating since the news of 'his' passing.
The door opened. A figure stepped in. Knock Out stood up; straightening his chassis. Megatron approached the medic)
"Knock Out, you've dealt with the pest." Megatron said. "I did, what do you request?" Knock Out asked. "Dispose of the body; put your talent to more important uses." Megatron ordered. "Understood." Knock Out said. (He nodded; Megatron left, shutting the door.
Nothing changed in the medical bay. Knock Out sat on a chair. Optics focused on the corpse of his best friend. Memories of him came by. An idea sparked. Maybe there's a chance. Knock Out stood next to the body. Everything functioned, although needing work. A smile perked. Breakdown will come back. The medic walked away; starting a mental list of objects. Dispose the body? Never.
He carried parts into the medical bay. Optics widened at the Vehicons near Breakdown's body. A disgusting bleeding flesh bag inside. The medic snarled. Vehicons turned, facing the medic) "We damaged ourselves thanks to the Autobots." A Vehicon explained. Knock Out lowered the parts. He pointed to a lone berth near Breakdown's corpse. Each Vehicon at a time.
The last Vehicon left; leaving the medic to wipe more Energon off his face. His optics met Breakdown's body. Fears appeared for Breakdown's resurrection. If Megatron found out about this; he cringed. This has to be a secret. There has to be a safe place. No one should find it. Knock Out searched around the room. Anything to keep him and Breakdown safe? Yes, a room only he and Breakdown knew about. The medic approached a wall. Pressing a hidden switch. Click; the hidden door opened. Knock Out entered.
Inside lay a berth and computers. Beakers on a desk. Knock Out inspected the berth; perfect for his bulky friend. Now came the hard part, getting him in here. Knock Out groaned, now gripping his friend's corpse.
He dragged the body to the hidden room; laying it flat on the ground. Knock Out exhaled, he never knew Breakdown was that heavy. Now he wondered how the mech stood with the weight. The medic walked away from the room; closing the door. Looking at the floor, he noticed a trail of Energon. It lead to the hidden room. Time to get a mop.