My first one wasn't as romantic as Firewolves16 would have liked so I'm doing it again...

Summary: After being in Lockdown's "freezer" for a while, Yoketron realises that he's got some new information to catch up on.

Inspiration: Bitter taste by Three Days Grace

He gasp and the cold felt somewhat refreshing to him but it gave him the feeling his body was grieving with some emotion. Remembrance? He wasn't sure how long he had been here and he didn't know why he was here at all. The last thing he remembered...

He was dying... He was perfectly sure that his armor was half stolen or burned off and the aggressors had stolen the protoforms. He was supposed to protect them... but it just hurt to see how easily they pushed his advances against him and stole everything the temple held precious.

He had tried to crawl to his pede and fight but one of the vandalized frames who was destroying the place and his buddies stole the protoforms kicked his only pede keeping him in a kneeling position and he fell back on his stomach and the wind was knocked out of him. The red mech who kicked him growled at him and told him to stay down and die silent like the turbo-ninja he was. Yoketron looked up in time to see someone stab the red mech through his spark chamber and throw the greying frame onto a pile of rubble to be collected later.

"No. One" A familiar voice said and Yoketron practically choked as he saw pede stand just next to him, "No one, attacks Yoketron. Only me. If anyone so much as start a to think of doing anything, I will add you into the... "unemployment" line like your buddy earlier."

He heard some mechs shiver as they continue to vandalize him and he growled, he wasn't a weakling, he was master Yoketron. He had to protect the future of the Cybertronian race. He began to stand up again and he slightly regretted it, he was behind a small protection from the gusts of wind and when he got to a kneeling position, without his armor, he was hit by freezing cold winds and smelling exhaust fumes carried by them. A ship? He coughed as the fumes were foreign from any scent he could remember a ship having. Okay, not a shuttleformer or any passenger train.

"Look who's still within his life's limits," The disgraceful voice said to him like he was a turbopuppy ready for a treat, "And you can still try and stand. Hope your not cold, master Yoketron. I was trying to keep you warm while you were down but I can't help in now."

"You... disgraceful..." Was all Yoketron could get out as he coughed again, he was really banged up, "Lockdown..."

The bounty hunter just frowned and looked down at him with slight malice but it was gone as soon as it arrived and Lockdown chuckled, "Cute. You flatter me, sir."

Yoketron growled with his last remaining strength and fell on all fours as soon as someone could fall. He was very tired now. Very tired. And his spark felt like it was softening in its rythems and it was fluttering when he somehow forgot to think. He was about to join the Well. He could feel his spark up against the chamber, ready to leave his frame forever and go to internal bliss with Primus.

"Tsh. Tsh." Lockdown said as waved his hooked hand, "Now you want to die on me? After I so graciously saved you and killed a useful man that will surely make my investor mad at me? Well, I never thought the great Yoketron would leave without thanking his last savior."

Yoketron gasp and fell forward even more as his arms gave out and his elbows held him from the ground, he did the one thing he promised he would never do, "Get... the frag... out..."

"Oh. Strong words from a dying glossa." Lockdown said and put his only good servo on Yoketron's side, "I was hoping I could stay til that new little recruit of yours is within tracking range."

Prowl.

Prowl was coming back from his optics quest soon. Yoketron wanted to say something to Lockdown, to tell the banished student he better not touch Prowl at all, to tell Lockdown to spare Prowl. But all he released was static and he sighed mentally at his weakness. Any minute now, Primus would claim him. Any minute now, the light will dim and he'll join with the light. Any minute now, Prowl would discover his battered but relieved frame. His student would outlive his master.

Yoketron saw the day Warpath dumped Prowl uneasily into his care. The Little motorbike was very fond of him but he was very spectacle about what he learns from anyone. Prowl didn't see him more then he did today then he did the day he tried to escape pitifully.

At least Yoketron hoped. Looking at the dead frame of someone you cared about was hard, and the measures the grieving could cause risky actions that Yoketron himself would forbid. He didn't want Prowl to risk anything.

He was flipped over on his back all of a sudden and he coughed as his body let the last breath go harshly. He wished he had died there but since his armor was gone, his spark was now weakly flickering in the open and he saw the spark was peaking from the top of the chamber like it was trying to say goodbye.

"Such a weak pulse," Lockdown said and smirked, "You won't survive the wait for that student of yours."

Lockdown put his only servo by the side of Yoketron's helm and he looked down into Yoketron's almost burned out blue optics as his spark toke longer flickers and his spark would disappear for a little longer time now. Yoketron felt his body become a little lighter with every time his spark went in and out but he felt heavy when Lockdown went down so close to him, he was sure Lockdown's red optics almost touched his blue ones. He growled but Lockdown had him under his weight and he was sure his last remaining memory before his passing would be of Lockdown's optics when a light blue and silver aura flickered over them both. He looked down and he panicked as he saw two sparks just in front of each other, one large and darker blue then the hungry spark just below it as it drank in the spark energy from the larger.

"You still haven't thanked me, Yoketron." Lockdown said and he pushed his spark just a little closer so Yoketron's spark drank more energy, "You can either say thank you and I leave you to die or... I'll take that thank you however I may choose."

Yoketron tried to get his words out but he couldn't, he only had enough energy to twitch and shake his helm, he didn't have enough to turn his vocalizer on at all. His processor told him to fight but his spark was greedy, it shut his processor up and demanded his body cooperate with the power it was being given but it was also straining itself just trying to get close to the power. The small energy field wasn't enough to keep his spark sustainable but a merge would keep him alive maybe three quarters a day at least or a full day if lucky.

"No words?" Lockdown said and started to push his spark down even more, the two sparks almost touching each other, "Is it fair to stay silent even now, master? I really hope your the gracious type at this kind of stuff..."

Lockdown's spark nearly engulfed Yoketron's if it hadn't been for the energy merge, making Yoketron's spark more strong and more full of life. Yoketron felt his frame practically jump off the floor with the invasion of his inner body to the monster above him. His spark ate at anything Lockdown feed it be it a memory he just gave for kicks or a raw amount of energy and he wasn't happy about it, he was even scared if he dared admit it. He didn't know where this would leave him and he was sure that if he pulled his spark away now (he got some movement back in the last two minutes) he would have died because of the energy it toke to rip a spark from another without finishing the bond. A bond is a dangerous thing now, it was very critical to cut all ties with a bonded or anyone with a spark connection with you and he didn't know if it'll be okay for him. He never had someone share a spark with him before. The only one to touch his spark was a medic from the Autobots faction. Ratchet? He can't remember really with Lockdown shoving memories down his spark and he coughed again.

Suddenly, his spark really was engulfed by Lockdown's and he felt a sudden rush of... power? Emotions? He wasn't sure but it made his spark separate from Lockdown's and go into his chamber again, but it was stronger and it didn't flicker. His spark could sustain for a while on its own. But something was there it shouldn't...

Lockdown was there.

Yoketron was about to do something but he was all drained and numb, he was tired and he was about to fall into emergency stasis when he heard Lockdown whisper, "Be back to pick you up at nightfall."

Yoketron wanted to choke on frost or something as he looked around and saw he was in a dim grey-brown room with a giant screen on the opposite side, a berth with straps in the middle, and a lot of racks with armor and upgrades on the shelves. He put his servos on the frosted glass and he felt it let up and it slowly opened to where he felt the heat in the room wash him in warmth. He was about to run for the monitor but he couldn't get his pedes to walk more then a foot after the other. So it toke him a while to get there (he also needed support from the berth on the way) and he looked over the controls. There were different buttons that had strange languages but he saw a key labeled "Camera: something." He was surprised when he pressed it to see he was not on Cybertron but probably a distant planet made of some grey material that looked rough to the touch but had glass that glowed with lights that were from the inside and there was a small fence around whatever he was in.

He started to rotate the camera with four arrow keys when he saw vehicles with red and blue lights run across the street and towards a smoking building just around the corner. Tiny fledgling cried and screamed as the fire truck, green armored vehicle, yellow wagon, black and gold motorcycle, and red and white ambulance transformed into robots and helped the burning building. The big green mech leaned against the building as it started to topple and the fire truck pointed to a little red stick on the concrete. The little yellow and black buggy shot at it and it drenched the by tree burning house quickly with water. He saw the ambulance use magnets to get the metal beams of the building to hold in one place so the green mech could stop leaning on it. A black and gold silhouette jumped to the second story to the top and brought out a tiny fleshing femme and a four legged furry creature that barked happily at the bot and he got the two the safety. The bot stood in the lights and Yoketron gasp.

Prowl! And Ratchet, for all he could remember of the old slag!

He was about to take off when he was grabbed by his side's was brought back to a chest bigger then his own. It was hard to see the mech who grabbed him but it was easy to tell by the servo.

"Lockdown..." Yoketron said and made fists of his servos.

"Good to see the old freeze stasis chamber worked, and I'm glad that your spark still beats." Lockdown said and rest his helm on Yoketron's shoulder, "I think I'd might just join you if you left. Maybe..."

Lockdown wrapped his arms around Yoketron and he pulled him closer even if he was as close as he'd ever get. Yoketron felt his frame flush against Lockdown's and he didn't like it.

Students and masters weren't supposed to get along like this, even banished students.

"I know you can't feel the bond anymore." Lockdown said and chuckled, " It died when your spark left for a bit and came back in the chamber. So I guess we'll just have to try again..."

The last look of anything he got before Lockdown turned the monitor off and pushed him onto the berth was Prowl in the middle of the group, smiling as the others pat him on the back as the two he had just saved return to their families and get hugged.

Satifaction?

The questions still stand!

R & R