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Chapter 8 Secrets Gone
Razorgear wiped the tears forming in her optics, as she walked down the halls of through Axalon to the training room. She was devastated. Dinobot didn't need to tell Optimus and Rhinox all that. It wasn't his to tell! He's such a spike! He stabbed her in back, and that was just rude.
At least he didn't mention the sparkling. She froze mid-thought. If Dinobot said something about that Optimus would never trust her again.
That was an idea she wasn't fond of.
She turned into the training room, and saw Silverbolt and Airazor talking at a table in the center of the room. The young femme stood in the doorway, staring at the two Maximals.
Silverbolt leaned back into his seat, as he laughed at something the falcon femme said. He looked to the door way and caught optics with Razorgear. She quickly attempted to avoid the fuzor's gaze. He simply smiled and waved her over. "Come have a seat, Razorgear!" The mech stood and pulled out a chair between himself and Airazor. "How are you this evening?" The mech asked.
"Alright," Razorgear answered as she sat into the chair.
"Great!" The fuzor smiled gently pushing the chair closer to the table, then returned to his seat.
"Have you seen Optimus yet?" Airazor asked sliding a cube of energon side to side.
Razorgear studies the older Maximals, "Yeah, he's out of the CR. he was talking with Dinobutt before I left." She explained. Airazor noticed right away that Razorgear was getting uncomfortable with the conversation and quickly changed the subject.
"How have you been sleeping?"
It was a simple question, really it was. But Razorgear froze, she had been having more and more nightmares about what the Predacon Warlord did to her. And what he would do if he got of hold of her again.
"So, so." Razorgear was able to compose herself long enough for her answer.
Silverbolt frowned, "Not sleeping well? That's no good. You know what helps me sleep?" He leaned closer to the light purple femme. The mech waited a few nanoclicks before answering his own question. "I take a small cube of energon and drink it warm. It helps my processor a bit."
The silver mech's wings fluttered a bit. Mentally praising himself for the grand idea he had just shared. Razorgear smirked with enjoyment, Stupid Maximal.
The next part of the evening, Razorgear remained mostly silent as the two adults spoke. Every so often, they would ask for her input. Just to reassure her she wasn't forgotten.
The group was laughing too much to notice when Optimus Primal walked into the room. He waited until the laughter died down before clearing his throat to gain his crews' attention.
All three heads spun to Optimus, but Razorgear turned away as soon as she saw that it was him.
"Razorgear, I would like to speak to you." Optimus spoke calmly.
"Go frag yourself," Razorgear snapped, not even looking at the Maximal leader.
Silverbolt's jaw dropped, surprised by the language of the young femme. While Airazor simply rolled her optics.
Optimus Primal on the other hand wasn't even phased by it. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Gear, don't be mad at me. I didn't do anything. I just wanna talk."
Razorgear frowned, continuing to star in front of her. Silverbolt stared at her own hands.
No one moved nor spoke, until the fuzor stood and dismissed himself from the room. He brushed past Optimus, sending the leader a nervous glance and quickly left the room.
The former Predacon femme glanced at Airazor, who was giving her a stern glare. After mutting something in the Predacon language that was clearly a curse, Razorgear spun her chair to face Optimus.
"No, I'm not mad at you! I'm mad at Dinobot!"
Optimus sighed, walked to the table, and then sat across from the aerial scout. "I'm a bit upset with you, Gear." I thought we could trust each other. And Dinobot is just trying to keep you safe." The transmetal gorilla placed a hand on her shoulder.
Shifting away from his grip, Razorgear frowned. "I used to think I could trust people." She turned her sharp gaze to the Maximal leader. "But, obliviously I can't don't do that."
His head drooped down, and shook it. "Razorgear, please. We just want to help." She didn't respond. He looked up and across the table and gave Airazor a begging glance.
Tears were dripping from the young femme's optics. SHe knew the Maximals were there to help her, but she didn't want to disappoint Optimus Primal either. She wanted to show him that she was strong, but Razorgear could never be able to.
Optimus continued to speak, calm and comforting. "I know a lot of thing has happened to you, Gear. I want you joining us on the Axalon to be the best thing to ever happen to you.
Watching as Razorgear whipped the dripping tears from her optics, Airazor smiled softly. "You're safe here. Remember that."
The Maximal leader waited a few clicks before he began his questioning. "Though, I have a few more questions to ask you." Razorgear turned to him, her optics still slightly wet. "First, I just want to know why you lied to me. And-"
"I was scared." Was all the purple femme said.
An heavy exhale, and Optimus continued, "Fine. And the second is a bit, well, more difficult. I don't want you to answer if you don't want to."
"What are you talking about?" Razorgear asked.
"Optimus, I wouldn't," Airazor warned. She knew where the conversation was going. She knew Razorgear wasn't ready for others to know.
The leader shot a silencing glance to the scout. She snapped her head away from the leader. He sighed again, then continued. "Rhinox informed me what happened before you joined us here, and I would like to hear it from you."
Razorgear's optics widened with fear, she just stared at the Maximal leader. The femme shook her head, no. No, NO! He can't!
When she didn't responded, he frowned. "Razorgear, please, this is important. I just need to-"
"Help?! Well, you can't! It already happened, and there's nothing you can do about it!" She shouted as she stood, the chair she was sitting on fell to the ground.
"Gear, please, I just need to know if he forced a spark merge on you." Optimus Primal explained calmly.
"No." She answered rather too quickly. "No, he . . . he didn't make me do . . . that." Her gaze fell to the middle to the table.
The leader nodded then stood. "That's all I wanted to know." He started toward the door. He pushed then looked back. "And if you want to talk, you know where to find me." Optimus nodded his head to Airazor, and then left the two femmes alone.
Grabbing the edge of the table, Razorgear leaned inward. She sighed heavily and shut her optics tight, attempting not to collapse into tears.
Airazor stood and placed a hand on the younger femme's shoulder. "I'm here, don't be scared, we're here for you."
Her body trembled in fear, Make it stop. Make it stop. Memories of the events that took place on the Darksyde. Wandering hand, a not so soft berth. Pleas for help that were never answered. Forcibly taken by-
Razorgear straightened and rapidly fled the room to reach her own. She locked the door behind her. The purple femme collapsed onto the ground and wept.
Airazor was outside her door before Gear had realized it. The bird of prey explained that she was safe, but Razorgear knew no one was truly safe from Megatron.
Cycles passed and Razorgear didn't bother to move, she fell into a fitful recharge with her optics still wet from tears.
"Alright, Vermin get off of me." Dinobot set up slowly pressing his clawed hand on Rattrap's chest. The rat smiled and sat back on the berth. Then the rat leaned against the headboard. "I had to go to my own quarters."
Rattrap rolled his optics, "Oh, come on Choppa' face. ya play a round den leave for da night. Leavin' me hangin'." He leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss on Dinobot's lips. "Please, just stay da rest of da night."
Sighing, Dinobot responded, "I wish I could, Vermin. But I cannot."
The rat turned around, his back to the raptor, and then laid his head on Dinobot's lap, staring up at him. "Come on, why do ya' need to go?!" He whined.
Leaning down, Dinobot pressed his lips on the smaller mech's forehead. "I don't want the others to know what we are doing."
Reaching his arms up, Rattrap wrapped them around the warrior's waist. "And what else dere, scale belly?"
"Let go and I shall tell you." The large mech hissed, pulling at Rattrap's arms. The rat stated up with a cheeky grin and help the raptor tighter. "Vermin! Stop I need to-"
Rattrap realised his lover and jumped off the berth. "Ya know we've been 'facing for almost a lunar cycle! And not once have ya stayed da whole night! I'm sick of us 'facing and den I wake up da next mornin' alone!" He turned his back to Dinobot.
"I did not mean to upset you, vermin, but I can't stay." Dinobot stood then wrapped his arms around the rat. "Razorgear has a hard time during the night. I need to make she I'm there for her if she needs me." The taller mech nuzzled his head beside Rattrap's.
"Den why don't ya tell her dat yer here with me?" Rattrap shifted slightly into the raptor's embrace.
Humming with amusement, Dinobot mumbled into his lover's audio sensors. "And have her interrupt us in the act? Oh vermin," Nuzzling him more, "I don't believe you'd appreciate that." The raptor's deep voice caused Rattrap to moan softly.
The Maximal spy spun to face Dining, staring into the deep red optics. "So, she's more important to ya den me?"
"I did not say that. I meant-"
Moving closer, Rattrap pulled himself flush with Dinobot and pressed a kiss on his lips, silencing the warrior. The kiss was slow, calculated. Dinobot snarled into it, but didn't push his lover away.
Rattrap finally ended their kiss, breathing deeply. "Everythin' ya do is for her."
Dinobot shook his head, "Vermin, I care for you both, very deeply. And I don't wish to lose you or her." He leaned down and kissed the side of Rattrap's face. "I love you, Rattrap. I love her as well. Please, I know for you I need to show my love to you. Bit for her I have to be around to protect her is she needs me." He pulled Rattrap flush against his frame. "My spark would mourn if I lost either of you."
After a few clicks, Dinobot released his grasp on the rat. "Now, I must go, good night." He kissed the smaller mech. "Night, Choppa' face." Rattrap smiled and the raptor nodded then opened the door, stepping out of the rat's quarters.
After the door slid shut beside him, Dinobot sighed and leaned against it, exhausted. Rattrap was exhausting, enjoyable but extremely exhausting. The raptor's internal systems were still running on high, his frame overheated. Dinobot powered down his optics for a few brief clicks.
When he powered them back on, Dinobot took a small step forward and stepped right into someone. Optimus Primal stared up at the tall exPredacon questionably. The leader gazed to the door behind Dinobot then back to the warrior and smirked.
Frozen in place, Dinobot could only watch as Optimus smiled at him and start to walk away, "Night, Dinobot."
And the leader disappeared into the dark halls of the Axalon without saying another word.
He didn't plan on going on a patrol today. But when the Maximal leader approached Dinobot with the proposition, the warrior accepted immediately.
Honesty, Dinobot was the only one capable of it at the moment. Cheetor had already been on long patrol, Rhinox and Rattrap where calibrating Sentinel. Airazor and Tigatron were on an extended patrol in the north. And Silverbolt was no where to be found, again. The fuzor was most likely with Blackarachnia.
The exPredacon didn't mind too much. It was more time for himself. Just him and the wilderness. But nevertheless the warrior was itching for a fight with his former comrades. The Maximals hadn't seen nor heard any of Megatron's foolish followers in sometime.
Silent enemies is always something to worry about.
Speak of the devil.
"Why Dinobot, what a pleasant surprise. Yes." Megatron landed in front of the Warrior. He tucked his mini turbine engines back into his body, as his feet touched the ground. Dinobot was about about to transform when Megatron continued to speak, "No need. I came simply to talk. Yeessss."
"What do you want?" The warrior snarled, clenching his clawed raptor hands.
"I said I wanted to talk, dear Dinobot." The warlord mused.
The exPredacon growled, "Then speak."
"I wish to know how my dear lover is faring." Megatron stepped closer to the Maximal warrior.
Dinobot tensed, "She does not belong to you or anyone." He bared his razor teeth.
Megatron laughed softly, "Oh Dinobot, what a fool you are, yes." He stepped right in front of Dinobot. "She will always be mine."
Dinobot didn't make a move toward the Predacon warlord, "You are disgusting. She is not your lover!"
"Nor is she yours, Dinobot. I just would like to know how the growing sparkling is doing, yeesss."
The raptor froze, and started at the warlord. Fear growing in his deep red optics. "What?! What . . . Are you talking about?"
The warlord smirked, "My heir is being carried by Razorgear, yes? So how is she faring?"
"No . . . How?" was all Dinobot managed to say, he was terrified. The Predacon knew the one thing Dinobot and Razorgear had been trying to keep secret.
"Rampage," Megatron stated flatly. "He has a gift. He can detect sparks, and he informed me of her condition."
Flee. Now. It was the first thought that came to Dinobot's processor. He was no coward, but this matter was urgent. Razorgear could be in danger.
"Well, I'm waiting for an answer." The T-Rex waved his short arms in front of the Maximal warrior.
For Razorgear! That thought pushed all other emotions away. And the brave warrior turned and fled toward the Axalon. Megatron yelled, calling the raptor a coward, but he didn't care. The warrior sprinted back as fast as his strong legs could take him. Dinobot didn't know if Megatron was following him, but he didn't slow until his feet landed on the Axalon's lift.
He was panting as he rose into the command center. Optimus Primal was staring at him. "Dinobot? What's going on?"
Razorgear. Find Razorgear. All he could think was her. Dinobot breaths were staggered, but he managed between breaths. "Meet . . me at the . . . med bay, with Rhinox. I shall . . . be there . . . soon." He transformed into his robot form and walked briskly from the command center.
The raptor picked up his pace once he out of view from the rest of the Maximals in the command center. He almost ran over the very bot he was looking for.
"Watch it!" She exclaimed, playfully shoving the raptor back.
He smirked evilly, attempting to control his breaths. "I apologize in advance, 'Gear."
"Wha-" She started, but the warrior picked her up at the waist, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked in surprise. "What are you doing?! PUT ME DOWN!" Razorgear slammed her hand on his back and violently flailed her legs.
Dinobot didn't even flinch from her attacks. He carried her back through the command center, and then to the med bay, where their leader and makeshift medic were waiting.
Gently, he lowered the young femme back to the ground. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she spun to face to the raptor. Then slapped him, hard, across the face.
His head snapped with the contact. Dinobot lifted a hand to his face and attempted to rub the pain away. "That wasn't necessary," He hissed.
Before Razorgear could respond back, Optimus Primal called their attention. "That's enough!" He turned to Dinobot, "What is going on?"
Dinobot glanced to the small femme and answered. "Razorgear has a . . . condition." He received a vicious glare from her, but he continued anyway. "And that condition-" has been made aware to Megatron.
"Is none of your business!" Razorgear blurted.
Rhinox and Optimus Primal stared at the femme, but the medic only spoke. "Razorgear, if something was wrong you should have told me."
She looked away from the mechs and pulled her arms tight against her chest, and mumbled. "It's not important."
The exPredacon's optics grew wide, "Not important! Are you insane?" He slipped into the Predacon language. "~You are risking your life and the sparkling's by not telling them! Please! Just once listen to me!~" He begged, his whole body tensing. "~Megatron knows!~"
"How?!" She screamed in the common language of Cybertron.
Dinobot simply growled in response, "~Tell them!~"
Optimus had his arms across his chest, impatiently waiting for the two former Predacons to stop arguing. "Are you two done yet?"
"If you want them to know so bad, then you tell them!" Tears formed in her optics.
The warrior wasn't sure if they were real or fake, so he just continued. He glanced to the the Maximal leader and medic. "To put this all in simple terms, Razorgear is sparked."
No one spoke, Rhinox looked away from her, while Optimus couldn't keep his optics off of Razorgear.
"How?" The leader quaked softly.
"Hopefully, Primal, I don't have to explain Cybertronian reproduction to you. But that's not the worst news I have."
Rhinox snapped his head to Dinobot, "How is that not the worst news?!"
The raptor took a deep breath, "Megatron knows as well."
Both Maximals again froze, this time in fear, rather than in surprise. "Well, isn't that just Prime." Optimus Primal groaned aloud. He shook his head at Razorgear. "I'm disappointed in you, 'Gear. You should have told us." The leader took a deep breath, "So until the sparkling comes online, you're confined to base."
"What?! Optimus, please!" Razorgear stood tall again, she exclaimed loudly. "Don't I-"
Rhinox interrupted, "Hold on here." The medic turned to Optimus then to Razorgear. "I've got two questions. One, do even want the sparkling? And two, who is the sire?"
Her frame tensed, "Yes, I want to keep the sparkling. And Dinobot?" She planned to ask the raptor a question but the medic misunderstood.
"What Dinobot?!" Rhinox exclaimed, thinking the exPredacon warrior was the sire of Razorgear's sparkling. The Maximal leader had a questionable look on his face, clearly not thinking the same thing.
Dinobot quickly amended the assumption, "I am not the sire! I swear to Primus!"
The medic frowned, and looked to Razorgear. "Then who is?"
Her whole frame was shaking in fear. She didn't look up from the ground, she just stood there. Frozen in her spot. "Can I go?" Her voice trembled.
"Yes." "No." "Why?"
All three answered at the same time. The only one who repeated himself was Optimus, "Why?"
"I don't wanna-"
"'Gear, just go. I'll explain." Dinobot interrupted, immediately she turned to leave the med bay.
The leader said just before she reached the door, "Whenever you're ready, I want to to tell the rest of the crew."
She nodded and left swiftly.
Rhinox faced Optimus, "But she needs to explain everything."
The raptor growled at the medic. "Some of the information you want brings back bad memories for her. So I will explain for her."
"Like what?" Rhinox inquired.
Dinobot growled at the medic, "Like that her sire is Megatron."
Optimus Primal optics widened, and then he covered his face with his hand.
"Oh."
gaze fell to the ground in front of the raptor.
The former Predacon lowered his head to Optimus. "Is there anything else you would like to know, sir?"
The leader pulled his hand from his face, "No." The raptor nodded and began to turn to leave. "But Dinobot," he turned back to face his leader. "If you ever hide something like that from me again, I swear to Primus. You will be dead." He glared up at the taller mech. "Is that clear?"
Dinobot nodded respectfully, "Crystal, sir." Optimus Primal dismissed the warrior and he left silently. The leader looked to the medic, "I want a full check up on Razorgear. I want to know how healthy her and the sparkling are. Also I want her regularly checking in with you for her status."
Pissed. Flat out pissed. that's what Optimus was right then. Of all the things that could have gone wrong on the Axalon. Razorgear being sparked was the worst possible situation.
How could he have missed it?! She deserved so much better.
And of course the Maximal leader blamed himself.
End of Chapter 8.
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