thoughts

Pairings:

MegatronxOptimus Prime

WheeljackxBulkhead

RatchetxIronhide

SmokescreenxBumblebee

BreakdownxKnock Out

JazzxProwl

GrimlockxNightstar (oc)

SoundwavexBlaster

Warnings: kissing, mentions of interfacing, violence, fluff, possibly sadness in future chapters, birth, and mpreg. And mentions of rape.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. And I don't know about the characters that I have been given ideas from others. But they get the credit for making them. Or anything related to Dragon Ball that I'll use.

~~~3 weeks later

"Come on Hot Rod," said Burnah.

"I'm trying. I just can't do it," Hot Rod complained.

The youngling was climbing up a water slick hill that was really slippery and had rocks and jagged metal. It had rained earlier and Burnah thought it was a perfect opportunity to teach Hot Rod that not all battlefields are going to be easy to fight on. Hot Rod slipped again and cut himself on some metal. His wrist bled heavily, the main energon line cut through all the way. Burnah rushed over to Hot Rod's side and inspected the wound.

"Let's get this fixed before you bleed out," said Burnah, taking Hot Rod back to the camp. "No more training for now. Not until you are healed. I don't need the wound reopening."

Hot Rod held back his tears. Burnah expected him to cry his tears, but smiled at how Hot Rod reacted to his cut. The mechling sat down and watched as his mentor stitched him back up with such care. His bond with Burnah had indeed grew stronger. Hot Rod trained harder and got stronger. The black mech finished and started up the fire when it got darker.

"I'm highly impressed Hot Rod. You got cut and yet you didn't show your pain. And your training is getting better. Soon you will be able to unlock your power that I know is inside you," said Burnah.

"Really?" Hot Rod asked.

Burnah nodded in agreement and smiled at his student. Hot Rod beamed up and smiled widely. His spark felt good on the inside and fluttered. He didn't understand what he was feeling, but something was telling him that Burnah could be his future sparkmate. Hot Rod pretended to sleep that night. Burnah was in a deep recharge, his mind tired from thinking. Hot Rod curled up next to him and kissed him quickly. Burnah didn't move. Hot Rod closed his optics.

"I love you Burnah," said Hot Rod.

~~~next morning

Burnah opened his optics and tired to move, but found Hot Rod still sleeping on him. He carefully moved his student off of him and got to some meditating and the fire going. It was chilly today. Burnah heard a noise. He turned around to find a small flash of purple hide behind a nearby rock. He carefully went towards it, weapons drawn. A small red beam shot out and went right through his right chestplate. The black mech stumbled forward and clutched his bleeding wound. Energon flowed freely, a main energon line must of been hit.

A dark purple mech with bright red optics stepped out, followed by another purple mech and a few bat-winged looking mechs. Burnah stared up at them with a harsh glare, his denta gritted in pain. The larger mech had a smoking canon on his right arm. The second purple mech had red optics and two horns coming from his helm. His stare showed no emotion, like they were all drones.

"You must be Burnah. I've heard so much about you. But you should be dead right now," the mech said, his voice slightly crazed. "Well, unless you were revived. But enough with that. I hear you are training someone with a strong power. Tell me, where is he?"

"Like I would ever tell you if I was training someone," Burnah snarled.

"Oh but you will. Cyclonus, Scourge, keep an optic on him. I have someone to find right now," said the mech.

"Yes Lord Galvatron," they both replied monotonously.

The two other mechs stepped forward, the look alikes standing still. Cyclonus roughly pushed Burnah onto his back. Burnah could see that the one called Cyclonus was being forced, unlike the one called Scourge. Galvatron transformed and flew away to look for Hot Rod. Burnah panicked and contacted his student telepathically.

'Hot Rod, I need you to wake up and hide behind the waterfall. A mech named Galvatron is coming for you.'

Burnah knew that Hot Rod got the message and did as told. His mind fogged as energon loss took over. His gaze went back to Cyclonus, seeing that he wanted to help, but couldn't in anyway. Burnah's vision went black in just minutes.

~~~waterfall

"Come out, come out where ever you are little mech," Galvatron cooed out into the air.

Hot Rod held his breath. Water splashed onto his paint, but he didn't complain. There was a dangerous mech just a few yards away from the campsite. He was woken up to Burnah telling him to hide. Hot Rod didn't dare disobey, knowing that his life was at risk. This mech looked and sounded scary. Hot Rod wondered who he was and why he wanted him. Questions filled his mind. Galvatron left to go look in a different area. Hot Rod stayed right where he was, not moving until Burnah came to get him.