Bumblebee/flashback/thoughts
Main Parings:
forced StarscreamxMegatron
StevexStarscream
Child(s): Ivy (adopted),
MegatronxOptimus
Child(s): Hot Rod
Knock OutxBreakdown
child(s): Fender
First AidxAmbulon
Child(s):
PharmaxRatchet
Child(s): Barricade, Prowl, Smokescreen, Bluestreak
Ultra MagnusxHot Rod (Rodimus)
Child(s):
ArceexCliffjumper
Child(s):
SmokescreenxBumblebee
Child(s):
BulkheadxWheeljack
Child(s): Gearshift
SoundwavexBlaster
Child(s): Cassettes
DreadwingxTom (vehicon)
Child(s):
JazzxProwl
Child(s): Jaye,
Warnings: There will be the following: kissing, mention of rape, violence, abuse, mpreg, graphic things (So beware!) that are not rated X or stuff like that, mentions of interfacing, fluff, flirting, this is a slash fic, and I will add more if there is some. So please heed. I don't like flames. It hurts me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters.
Megatron shook his helm, an ache forming in his processor. He thought of what this new mech had said. He didn't have any offspring, right? The more he thought, the more his head hurt. He ignored it, getting a faint memory. It was hard to tell what was happening, everything blurred and muffled.
~~~ flashback
"We are bonded, now and forever. Nothing will stop me from loving you," Megatron said.
"Even if things don't go as planned with the High Council, we will still be together," said Orion Pax.
Megatron softly kissed him, bringing the smaller mech to him. Orion gasped softly as Megatron nibbled his neck.
"Megatronus," Orion moaned out.
~~~000
"Megatron, I wish to tell you something," said Orion Pax, placing a servo of his abdomen.
"Yes my mate?" Megatron inquired. He brought Orion close to him. A soldier walked in, rushing to his leader. "What is it soldier?"
"Sir, the High Council requests to speak with you urgently," the soldier reported.
"Orion, I must deal with this. I will speak to you later," Megatron said.
~~~000
"Are you so sure?" a timid voice questioned.
"Positive. This is what was demanded and we will listen," another voice said. "Keep him blinded and bound. This won't take long."
Megatron recognized the second voice. He couldn't remember where from though. He struggled against the large mech that bound him. His spark raced as his chestplates were opened with ease. He struggled harder and a gag was placed in his mouth, keeping him from yelling for help. Something gripped inside his spark casing and was connected to the nerves to his processor. He screamed in pain, struggling to get free. Memories faded away, making him forget his mate and connections with him.
"Nothing can get that off without killing him. He is our puppet now. He will listen or suffer something worse than death," said the second voice. "Let us go Senator. Our job is done."
Megatron was still bounded and gagged when they left. He wriggled and tested the cuffs around him. They were too strong. He would just have to wait for Soundwave to come. He faded into unconsciousness as more memories were taken. His last thoughts was Orion.
end flashback
"I remember," Megatron said softly. "Someone is controlling me. They wanted me to forget."
"My Lord?" Knock Out asked, standing not that far. He looked over at Soundwave, the one to call him.
"Orion. I'm bonded to Orion. And he wanted to tell me something," said Megatron slowly, recalling what he saw. "The mech today, he said that I was his sire. Orion is his carrier. Orion was sparked shortly after we bonded."
"New mech? Oh, him. Pharma informed me his name was Hot Rod," said Knock Out, not keeping anything hidden to stay alive. "He goes by Rodimus Prime now. But if he is a Prime, then that means Optimus is dead."
"No. It is not possible," said Megatron. Soundwave came up to him. "Shockwave needs me. Soundwave, keep things in order."
~~~000
"How was it?" Miko asked.
"I couldn't help sire. He said that he doesn't have a son," said Rodimus, looking down.
"Knock Out told me that he found something on Megatron. Whatever it is, it blocks his memories. Removing it will kill him. We must be careful of what is in the future. Someone is controlling Megatron," said Pharma.
"That would make sense. Megatron was found restrained the morning after he was attacked. He didn't remember anything, not even Orion being his mate," Ratchet concluded.
Wheeljack gasped in pain, clutching his stomach. Bulkhead was at his side, placing a servo on his shoulder.
"'Jackie?" Bulkhead asked.
"Get me to the slaggin' medibay Bulk," Wheeljack growled. "Doc, get this thing out of me. Now."
Bulkhead scooped the mech into his arms, carrying him down the hall. First Aid followed Ratchet, going without being told. Wheeljack swore and cried out. He threatened Bulkhead as the contractions came. Ultra Magnus, not wanting to hear the mech, took Rodimus outside. The smaller mech looked confused. Ultra Magnus lead him into the nearby forest and sat him down on a small cliff, the sun setting.
"Hot Rod... uh I mean Rodimus, I've wanted to tell you something since I first laid optics on you," said Ultra Magnus. "I have found that I love you. My spark want to be with you forever. I do not know if you feel the same, given your limited knowledge on things like this."
"Ultra Magnus, I feel drawn to you. My spark also yearns to be with you," said Rodimus.
Ultra Magnus smiled and stooped down, kissing the other mech. Rodimus kissed back nervously, never seeing someone kiss before. Ultra Magnus hoisted the smaller mech. It was perfect. They two were so good for each other. Ultra Magnus didn't dare let him go.