Bumblebee/flashback/thoughts
Main Pairings:
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, Firefrost
Ultra MagnusxHot Rod/Rodimus
Child(s):
ArceexCliffjumper
Child(s):
SmokescreenxBumblebee
Child(s):
BulkheadxWheeljack
Child(s): Gearshift
SoundwavexBlaster
Child(s): Cassettes
DreakwingxTom (eradicon)
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.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters. XxXSkylarxRatchet96XxX owns Firefrost and Ivy.
A pod crashed down. It opened up and compressed air hissed out. A femme tumbled out, holding her helm in confusion. Her ivory armor glittered when a stream of sunlight hit it. She looked around at the organic planet she had landed on. The orphan stared in wonder at the birds nested in a tree.
"Well this is an interesting find," a voice said. The femme turned to see a tall silver seeker, his thin body making him look like more femmenish. "What is your name little femme?"
"I-Ivy," she said, her wings flicking.
"I am Starscream, Decepticon Commander," the seeker said. "Come, let me take you back to our headquarters."
Ivy nodded, following the silver Vosian through the groundbridge. She didn't know why, but her spark told her that it would be fine. After introductions with Megatron, Soundwave, Knock Out, and Breakdown, Ivy was sent to the medibay for a checkup. Knock Out did a full exam, creating a profile for her and inputting the data. Starscream accompanied her so that he could show her to her new quarters.
Steve came in, surprised to see the femme. He introduced himself and vice versa. Steve went up to Starscream, pecking his cheek in greeting before he got to work on sorting out tools.
"So, where did you come from?" Steve asked.
"Uh... I don't remember much. My creators were killed and I hid in a stasis pod. I guess I was launched, thrown into stasis, and have been drifting around since then," said Ivy, shrugging a bit.
"Oh you poor thing," said Steve. He gave her a hug before turning to Starscream. "Can we keep her Star? You know as a daughter?"
"What?" Starscream sputtered. "S-Steve, my love, is that so wise to do in war? Especially with the danger she could be in?"
"It wouldn't make a difference. She could still be targeted," said Steve. He turned back to the femme. "What do you say Ivy? Wanna become our daughter?"
"Really?! You two would take me in as your own?!" Ivy gasped. She and Steve begged Starscream with their optics for his approval. The Vosian Prince finally nodded. "Sweet! Thank you so much! I'll be the best daughter!"
~~~000
Dreadwing walked with his lover, the two getting to know the base. They had been staying there for a few months now, but the feeling of loose ends in the Decepticon ranks worried the large seeker. It was no secret that Megatron would be questioning where his Second-in-Command had gone to and merely stating that he was on patrol was not a good enough reason. He would need to come up with something better. Tom stopped, letting the Vosian do the same before turning him towards him.
"Dreadwing, what is on your mind?" Tom asked.
"We left loose ties upon the Nemesis. Megatron will question my whereabouts and see through the plan. If I do not return with an excuse, then we all will be in danger. It would not surprise me that Soundwave knows by now," said Dreadwing.
"Do you plan to go back?" Tom asked.
"I must. You can easily blend in with the other eradicons, but I cannot hide," said Dreadwing. "I shall depart tomorrow to report to our former Lord."
~~~000
"What are you doing back here?" Steve whispered to his friend.
"Dreadwing informed me of some loose ties. I don't know what he is planning. Maybe he is getting some more information to give to our new allies," said Tom. "I came back to make it less suspicious. Dreadwing explained that it was a seeker thing to Megatron. He didn't give me details."
"Well while you are here, I have to go do a maintenance check the satellite. You can come join me," said Steve.
The two headed up to the top of the Nemesis. Steve popped open a panel on the satellite before hooking up a small machine to read the systems. Tom held the machine, looking over the readings. So far everything was running just fine. The large doors to the ship opened and Megatron and Dreadwing came out, the larger silver mech shoving the seeker through.
Megatron snarled as he attacked Dreadwing. Tom and Steve stood to the side, having stopped their work on the maintenance check for the satellite. Tom was about to go help his future mate when Steve stopped him. Dreadwing didn't fight back much, his honor not allowing it.
"How dare you betray me! I trusted you!" Megatron screamed, knocking Dreadwing down with a solid punch to the face. "Not even Starscream would sell secrets to the enemy. You dishonor our cause and yourself by breaking your vow of loyalty to the Decepticon cause."
Megatron threw Dreadwing into a wall, pinning him there in a chokehold. Dreadwing looked down, the shame in losing his honor present in his optics. Indeed he had been sharing what he knew with Optimus Prime to ensure their refuge and trust remained. The hold tightened, Dreadwing starting to feel faint.
"Skyquake would be disappointed. At least his loyalty remained with me," Megatron said quietly. He smirked when Dreadwing tensed at the mention of his deceased spark-twin.
"Skyquake would be on my side. He would never betray me like I would never him," Dreadwing muttered. The seeker felt himself fly before hitting the landing strip. "I was a fool to believe your cause. Cybertron is dead and you have yet to fulfill in bringing us a victorious end and the freedom from our slavery. Optimus is right about you. You never cared for anyone but yourself. You left him for your own greed when he needed you the most."
The former Decepticon pulled out his sword. He didn't expect to be struck again so quickly. The warlord picked up the sword that had been dropped. He thrust forwards and hit. Dreadwing felt as his own blade pierced through his chest at an upwards angle. Energon gushed out, some seeping between gold lips.
A hard kick pushed the blade in more, the seeker stumbling to the edge of the ship. Red optics locked onto Tom's.
'Goodbye,' Dreadwing mouthed, starting to teeter as he lost more energon. 'I love you.'
The seeker fell to the unforgiving earth below. Tom screamed, running to the edge of the ship, looking down. Megatron ignored as his Eradicon soldier ran past him. Steve went to his friend.
Tom felt tears slip from under his visor and his mask, squeezing out from the bottom to drip onto the metal floor. The broken sobs emitting from the Eradicon caught the warlord's attention.
"Dreadwing. Dreadwing! DREADWING!"
"Tell me soldier, why do you weep over a traitor?" Megatron asked.
"I-I'm sorry sir. I have grown close to Commander Dreadwing," stuttered Tom. "I-I-I-"
"Did you know of his plans of betrayal?" Megatron pressed. Tom gulped in fear.
"No sir, I didn't. Dreadwing does not tell me much. We mainly spoke about the Golden Age," Tom half lied.
"Hmm… you two get back to work," said Megatron.
"Yes sir," the two said.
Tom broke down again as soon as Megatron left. Steve hugged his friend to his chest, rubbing his wings soothingly.
"We didn't even get to bond yet. I wasn't ready for that or interfacing," Tom sobbed. "Now I never will get to. I lost him Steve! He's dead! It's all my fault."
"It isn't your fault. He knew the risks. We couldn't have known that Megatron would find out," said Steve. "Let me finish up here and we can go on patrol."
~~~000
"Optimus, I'm picking up Dreadwing's signal. It's really faint and starting to fade," reported Ratchet.
"Open the groundbridge," Optimus ordered. He ran through with Ratchet close by. "Oh Primus."
"Dreadwing," Ratchet whispered. The medic ran over, quickly scanning the seeker. "He's dying. Optimus we must quickly get him back to the base! We don't have much time left!"
Ratchet sped into the medibay, bringing out anything he would need. Optimus carefully set the ex-Decepticon down, a servo putting pressure on the wound with the sword between his digits. The old medic hooked up energon, trying to replace what was lost. The monitor showed dropping vitals.
"Frag!" Ratchet glanced at the monitor before turning back to his volunteered nurse. "Optimus, slowly remove his sword. We don't want to make it worse by going too quickly."
Optimus gripped the weapon with his other servo, doing as instructed. A spurt of energon hit Optimus. Ratchet cursed, grabbing the energon tubing and welding it shut. The leader set aside the sword, turning his attention back to his friend and the patient. Ratchet requested tools and his nurse retrieved them.
"His spark chamber's been hit. Luckily it missed his spark," said Ratchet. "I'll put him on life support until he is healed and strong enough."
~~~000
"Steve, what happened? Our liege seems most unpleased at the moment," said Starscream.
"He found out about Dreadwing. We were both doing maintenance up top and watched it all happen. He's dead Star. Megatron stabbed him with his own blade before he fell off the ship," Steve explained. "We were going out on patrol to see if we can't find him. I'm not sure if Optimus already retrieved the body or not."
"I see. My love, can you do something for me?" Starscream asked, pulling the vehicon into his arms. "Take Tom and Ivy and go to the Autobots. Stay with them until Megatron is defeated. I will join you when I can. Knock Out and Breakdown will leave in two days."
"Are you going to be all right without me?" Steve asked.
"Of course I will. I am more concerned about you and our daughter. I will distract Soundwave's attention with a virus in the systems," the Vosian explained. "It will delete any groundbridge coordinates from today so you will not be found out."
"Be safe Star," Steve whispered, quickly kissing his mate. "I love you."
~~~000
"They're here," Wheeljack announced, shutting down the groundbridge.
"Tom, what's wrong?" Miko asked.
"I… I… Oh Primus," Tom whimpered. A servo covered his visor as he was reminded what had happened.
"What did I do?" Miko asked.
"This isn't your fault Miko. Megatron killed Dreadwing a few hours ago. He found out about the betrayal," Steve softly explained. "Starscream had us leave and Knock Out and Breakdown will come in two days."
~~~2 days later
"Sire! Carrier!" Fender shouted. The youngling jumped into his sire's arms, hugging the larger mech tightly. Knock Out also hugged his son. "I missed you so much."
"We missed you too," said Breakdown.
"Breakdown, Knock Out, welcome to the Autobot base. We have been expecting you," said Ultra Magnus. "What have you to report?"
"Hmm it's quiet for now. Soundwave caught Dreadwing deleting his tracks and I'm sure you know what happened next," the sports car said. "Starscream informed us of the tragedy."
"Tom is really sad. He hasn't left his room. He screams in the night and cried. Ivy and Steve try to get him to drink energon, but he won't," Fender said. "Why is he sad? And where's Uncle Dreadwing and Uncle Starscream? Will they be coming soon?"
"Oh Fender, Dreadwing isn't with us anymore. He's dead," Breakdown said softly.
"Dead? No, no he isn't. He promised to be with me forever," Fender denied. He felt tears spring in his optics.
"I'm sorry Fender. But he will stay alive in our sparks," said Breakdown. The ex-wrecker hugged his son in comfort. The youngling couldn't stop crying, eventually ending up in recharge.
~~~000
"Do we tell the team about Dreadwing?" Optimus asked.
"No, I wouldn't just yet. At any moment Dreadwing's spark can fail him. It would be worse if we did just for him to die," said Ratchet. "I would feel better if he woke up and has a full recovery."
"Very well then," said Optimus. "It sounds like Breakdown and his mate are here. Their assistance, or at least Knock Out's, can help with our ally."
"Probably. I can teach him a few things," said Ratchet.
~~~seven weeks later
Dreadwing slowly opened his optics. The bright light above him had temporarily blinded the seeker. Two voices came close to him as the lights dimmed. The fuzzy, colored figures cleared up, showing two concerned medics.
"How?" Dreadwing asked.
"We managed to get to you in time. Any longer and we would have lost you," said Ratchet.
"If you feel up to it, then there is a certain mech still mourning over your supposed death," Knock Out added.
"Where is he?" asked Dreadwing, sitting up slowly. He got to his pedes rather unsteadily before regaining his balance.
"I'll show you," said Ratchet.
He assisted his patient outside the medibay and to the main room. Tom sat in a corner by himself, depression seeping from his field. The other Autobots stayed away, giving the Eradicon space. The seeker let go of Ratchet, making his way to his lover.
"Go away Optimus. I don't want your pity or anyone else's," Tom grumbled, not turning around when he heard those heavy pedesteps. He froze when sharp digits gently caressed his wings.
"How about my love instead?" Dreadwing whispered. Tom quickly turned, tackling Dreadwing to the ground. "Hello my love."
"Dreadwing!" Tom began to cry, tightening his grip on blue chestplates as he was hugged. "I thought y-you were d-dead. I-I-I-"
"Shh… shh… I'm here now. I'm right here Tom, "said Dreadwing. "I love you. I love you so much."
"I love you too."
The couple got to their pedes, ignoring the group off to the left. Confused gazes went to Ratchet and Knock Out.
"Optimus and I managed to get to Dreadwing in time to save him. It is a miracle that he didn't die sooner," said Ratchet. "We didn't say anything in case his spark did go out. Had that happened, the pain of grief would be worse."
"Uncle Dreadwing!"
The seeker laughed when a tiny frame jumped onto him. The winged mech smiled warmly, looking to Ratchet.
"Thank you for saving my life. I am in your debt," said Dreadwing.