NOTE: I do not own Transformers in any way. All characters (except for the OC) are NOT MINE.
*Please note the 'M' rating…it's there for a reason! This chapter contains non-consensual situations and also [slight] slash*
Yes, I am alive and kicking and I hope to continue this fic through its entirety.
Ch. 5
Shaba was just coming out of a fitfully long recharge, her processors repeatedly going over the last night's events. She just stared at the bare ceiling of her quarters, not having the will or energy to get up or to even give the voice command to switch on the lighting in the room; Shaba just wanted darkness right now.
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Skywarp had returned to his quarters after being admonished by his Commander, Starscream, and sent away after failing to impress him. However, the Seeker warrior was not angered at his superior…he was angry at the femme that had managed to embarrass him.
He sat on the edge of his berth, in a silent rage; he wanted revenge.
Heavy footfalls snapped the ebony Seeker's attention back to reality and Skywarp looked up, expecting to see Starscream…or perhaps Shockwave, coming by to have a chat.
It wasn't either…it was better than them…his best friend…his mate…had finally returned.
Thundercracker
"What the frag are YOU doing back so soon!" was the first thing out of Skywarp's vocalisers as he shot up from the berth to wrap arms around his weary and worn-looking wingmate.
Thundercracker smiled warmly with the feeling of the embrace, returning the favor, then shuffled over to the recharge berth and sat down with a groan of exhaustion. Skywarp immediately went to his stores and brought two cubes of hi-grade, handing one to Thundercracker.
"Ahhh…read my mind, Sky!" TC exclaimed as he downed the contents of the cube in one gulp, then letting himself fall back so that he lay on the berth, optics offlined.
"Primus, you must've had quite a time out there…find anything exciting?" Skywarp asked, putting his unfinished hi-grade down.
"Yes…I found several possible new energy sources; one is actually quite close by. However, those Auto-punks are also interested and are scouting the same locations. We must hurry and act quickly if we are to take them. I will prepare a report for Command next mega-cycle…right now, I just need to relax." TC replied, still lying on the berth.
"Well, you can crash here for the night. I….have something that I need to take care of" Skywarp took the rest of his hi-grade and downed it, then turned to leave his quarters. TC glanced up at the departing Seeker, slightly puzzled. He'd thought for sure that his wingmate would not want to leave his side after he had been gone for so long…and TC really wanted to be in Skywarp's arms more; he missed that above everything else. The blue Seeker quickly fell into recharge, hoping that Skywarp would return quite soon.
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Shaba had finally gotten to her feet and shuffled over to her desk to work on an intelligence briefing to give to Shockwave, not wanting any reason for Starscream to punish her again. 'I better just stay on his good side as much as possible' she thought, sitting in the calming darkness...save for the glow coming from the terminal monitor.
But the femme started nodding off and soon fell into a light recharge at her desk…
…and Skywarp made his move.
The door to Shaba's quarters slid open silently, Skywarp making sure to not make any sudden, quick movements. He slipped into the darkened room, pressing the button to close the door and activated the locking mechanism.
The Seeker then made his way over to the desk where the femme was sitting, still in recharge. 'So beautiful…so vulnerable…so mine' he reached for a wing, barely touching it…fingers trembling slightly from the sheer excitement of all this.
This was way better than playing pranks or even being with Thundercracker.
Those purple fingers left her wing and slid to her faceplates, covering her mouth components.
The femme's optics flew open, but her scream was muffled by the hand over her mouth. Skywarp immediately yanked her backwards, pulling Shaba out of her chair and forcing her to her feet. She tried desperately to claw at that arm holding her tight, but to no avail; she had almost no energy in her to put up a fight this time.
Skywarp continued to drag Shaba backwards until he bumped into her recharge berth. He then spun around, flinging her onto it with him right on top of her. The heavy weight of the Seeker bearing down on the femme's smaller, more delicate frame caused immense pain for Shaba and she screeched in agony, tears streaming from her optics.
"Mmmmph…GET OFF OF ME!!!" Shaba screamed, her vocalisers partially muffled because she was being shoved face-first into the berth. Skywarp only laughed as he bore down even harder; the sound of armor plating being bent and damaged could be heard. Shaba could also feel internals being damaged and that unmistakable taste of energon welled up in her mouth.
The Seeker warrior then let up, but only for a second…to flip Shaba over so that she lay on her back now and could look up at him. She coughed up energon and continued to pant heavily, looking up in fear at her attacker. "Ah, owww…why are you doing this? I thought…Starscream had forgiven me" Shaba pleaded, looking up at Skywarp through tear-filled optics.
"Lord Starscream may have forgiven you, glitch, BUT I HAVEN'T!" the Seeker roared and flew into a fit of rage, throwing a hard right into the femme's jaw. Shaba screeched in agonizing pain at the blow; energon trickled from her mouth and down her chin. "Primus, please...I didn't mean to embarrass you, Skywarp…just PLEASE stop this!" Shaba sobbed uncontrollably, her body trembling from the shock and the trauma that had been inflicted to her systems
Skywarp only snorted at Shaba's pleas for mercy. "What do you think I am…an AUTOBOT?!" he snarled and raised a fist, looking like he was about to land another blow to Shaba's faceplates. However, the hand moved downwards, towards her chest plating; a menacing look of cruelty and malice gleamed in the mech's crimson optics.
The femme's optics widened in terror as a hand brushed over that area, tracing seams at first. Then, Skywarp started wrenching the plating open, revealing Shaba's Spark casing; the glowing blue orb filling the room with a warm light. Skywarp looked down at it, then back into the femme's optics, giving an oh-so chilling grin. Shaba's intakes hitched, immediately fearing for the worst. She could just see Skywarp smashing a fist through that Spark casing and tearing her life-force right out and extinguishing it…just like that.
However, the Seeker warrior had other ideas…worse ideas. His other hand went to his own chest and opened the glass canopy that housed his Spark casing and withdrew some wires. Shaba gasped…those were interfacing cables; she had never actually performed this process…and Skywarp was definitely NOT a mech that she wanted to interface with.
"Awww, little femme…I see that I am about to be your first mech" Skywarp mocked, noticing that Shaba's Spark casing still bore its original seal. She just sobbed and her hands involuntarily pressed against Skywarp's chest, but very weakly. The Seeker then proceeded to attach the interfacing cables to access ports that were located just below the spark housing; chuckling at the sight of Shaba sobbing, optics offlined.
She waited for that overwhelming surge of power to enter her systems…that sickening laughter ringing in her audials; she had to offline her optics…she was too humiliated to look at Skywarp while he did this.
The next thing that the femme heard and felt was a sudden yell by someone else entering the room, followed by Skywarp's form immediately shifting away from her, a full connection by the cables having not been made. Shaba's optics reactivated and saw the form of the Decepticon Commander standing over the berth, roughly pulling his Lieutenant away from Shaba and sounding completely enraged.
"What in the Pit do you think you're doing?!" Starscream interrogated harshly after forcing Skywarp back towards the door. The ebony Seeker growled in anger and frustration, glare fixed on the femme, who was now curled up on her berth, still sobbing. "Exacting my revenge on this little slag-eating glitch…THAT'S what I was doing!" he snapped, yanking an arm out of his Commander's grasp. "You did not have orders to further punish the femme when I dismissed you from my quarters and I am infuriated right now by your blatant disrespect for me"
Skywarp looked at Starscream, growled, then started to turn away to leave Shaba's quarters. However, Starscream grabbed a wrist, unsubspacing a pair of restraining cuffs. His glare met Skywarp's, who stopped, giving what sounded like a mix of a sigh and a growl of frustration.
"I am tired of this, Skywarp. You cost the Decepticons the victory in our last battle with the Autobots with your disrespect and stupidity, I will NOT tolerate it in our own domain. You need to learn, Lieutenant, that I am no longer your wingmate like Thundercracker is…I am your Superior and I will NO LONGER BE YOUR KEEPER!"
With that, the cuffs were placed on the Seeker warrior's wrists and Skywarp just stared blankly ahead into the corridor. Starscream then commed two guard drones to report to their location. They arrived shortly after and took ahold of Skywarp, brandishing shock sticks. "Take him to the brig and make sure to set the anti-teleporting net around his cell" Starscream ordered. "C'mon Boss…the brig?! Can't I just be confined to quarters…I mean…TC's back" Skywarp stammered.
"Oh, I'm supposed to feel sorry for you, Lieutenant? That's what happens when you disobey an order…that's what happened when I disobeyed Megatron. I am ruler of the Decepticons now, my orders are to be followed and I will not grant you leniency just because you are a fellow Seeker." Starscream replied coldly. He then dismissed the guards with a wave of his hand and they escorted the black and purple Seeker off to the brig.
He almost forgot that the femme was there during the exchange with Skywarp until he heard the crying and coughing coming from the other side of the dimly lit room. Starscream immediately activated the full lighting and gasped. She was streaked with her own energon and her chest plating had been brutally wrenched open. Shaba trembled in fear as the Decepticon Commander approached her, not being able to tell what his intentions were.
Starscream then commed an order for medic drones to report with a full med cart. They were there quicker than the guards were and brought with them a sort of hovering stretcher that they used to lay the femme onto, being especially careful handling her near her exposed internals. She screeched and yelped as she lay down, but felt relieved after she was situated on the stretcher. Shaba looked up at Starscream, not having the will or energy to speak, but just silently thanking him for intervening when he did.
"I apologize for Skywarp's actions. He was NOT under orders to further attack you."
He paused for a moment, looking over at the computer terminal and the report that Shaba was working on.
"You will be fully functional again by the next mega-cycle. You are then to be on berth rest for another mega-cycle. The drones will come to check in on you; I will also have your quarters to be restricted access…only drones, Soundwave, and I will have access to this room." Starscream replied, then walked over to the computer terminal and extracted the data drive that contained the unfinished report.
"I will take care of this. After tomorrow, I will have Thundercracker send you the data from his scouting mission and you can prepare that report"
The Decepticon Commander then summoned the drones out of the room, Shaba in tow, and watched them enter the lift that would take them down to the medical ward.
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Starscream had settled in his quarters for the night…after that mess with Skywarp, he was in need for a nice long recharge. There was just one thing that he wanted to do, however.
He walked over to a wall that was covered with monitors which showed every part of the Decepticon bunker…his own private version of the security monitors that were also in the main control room. Starscream was leader, and he wanted to know what was going on.
He pulled up the image of Shaba's quarters, empty and dark now, of course, but with a few button presses, he had the image of Shaba right when Skywarp attacked her.
He sat down and let the horrible scene play out in front of him…every second. The Decepticon Commander gazed at the screen with a sickening smirk plastered on his faceplates.
"Oh yes, femme…I will be your first mech…once you've proven that you can be a Decepticon" Starscream hissed cruelly.