Disclaimer: Don't own nuffin' 'cept Al 'n' Orcus. LS owns HT.
Okay, LS, you wanted the rescue...here it is!! I still need your help, though...(looks down) You'll find out at the end why I do. 'Cause I'm too lazt t' type it twice...anywho...onwards!!
Oh, and just to get it through to you...I'm being evil here 'cause Al almost gets...(cough-cough)...anyways...no likie, no readie!!
Alpha whimpered softly as she came online after a few hours. She hadn't even cut on her optics when she felt someone's hands messing with her insides and she froze. The femme felt like screaming, but couldn't find it in her vocalizer to make the sound come out. Without thinking, she curled into a ball and tried to bat the hands away, but couldn't; her hands were back behind to being tied quite tightly behind her back. She felt the hands pull a wire and yelled, struggling as hard as she could.
Suddenly, the hands relented, but only to grab her throat and force her still. A strange, sob sound forced its way to her throat, but couldn't escape her lips for the hands were slowly choking her. She kicked weakly, but realized her legs still weren't responding that well. Alpha cut her optics on, though all she could really see were blurry shapes and shadows, and coughed. "S-Stop…"
"No can do." The voice was definitely a male Decepticon's. "Megatron wants you in somewhat working order for the next…session…"
Alpha mentally whimpered; wave after wave of fear washed over her, engulfing her. She shook her head the best she could. "No…he said…" She had to pause to cough and struggle to breathe, "He said that…"
"You were free from Soundwave," A wicked grin spread across the unidentifiable Decepticon's face, "but in case you've forgotten, there are other Decepticons."
"N-No…" She kicked weakly again, but knew she had no hope. After a moment, the hands stopped choking her and one went back to repairing her while the other simply held her there, "Why?" The femme choked out.
His grin fell. "Because those codes you gave Soundwave didn't work." He informed her and then tugged on a wire, causing Alpha to cry out. "So Megatron's bringing in someone who knows more about what to do with you…twin." He chuckled as though he had made a funny joke.
Another sob tore its way to her lips. "No…" Alpha whimpered, but inside she couldn't believe her audios. They did it! They changed the codes! Good…she hadn't helped the Decepticons. Then, a twang of fear in her spark bubbled its way to the surface. "Good Primus…you mean…"
His grin came back. "Yes…the werewolf. He seems to be anticipating this." Alpha could tell there was hidden joy in his voice.
"Sick…bastard…get away from me…"
Suddenly, fur brushed against her chest. "I don't think so."
Alpha froze in place. Oh Primus! She had been talking to him the whole time! Her struggling in creased and she tried to kick him off of her, but failed completely. He sat down on her legs like Soundwave had the other day and his fingers teased her exposed wires. Pangs of pain and pleasure shot through her and she felt fear course through her; suddenly, as another bout of pleasure shot through her, she felt ashamed. Everyone was going to hate her when, if, she got back to the Ark.
"G-Get off…" Alpha begged.
"Give me the codes…" The werewolf said in her audio. He pulled a wire and Alpha arched up in pain, truck hood touching chest armor. "And it'll all be over."
"I did…" Alpha grated out as she lowered herself back to the ground. "I swear…they must have…changed them…after all, I was gone for a whole week before you got the codes."
Megatron's voice was the next heard, "You had better hope you're wrong, Auto-Brat, or we'll have no farther use for you." He smirked, "Or rather, I won't."
Alpha's spark pounded in her chest at those words. If she was telling the truth, the Decepticon tyrant would leave her to Orcus, but if she wasn't…well, she was telling the truth. A soft gasp escaped her lips as the werewolf traced a marking, making it light up.
The made Alpha freeze.
The needle in the back of her neck had been removed…so why could Orcus activate her markings? It wasn't right. Without warning, the marking that had been lighting up gave off a sharp, stabbing pain in her stomach. Alpha arched and cried out, tears forming in her optics.
"S-S-Stop it…" She tried. "Oh, good Primus…stop it…"
Orcus frowned at Primus' name and outright backhanded the femme. He pressed his chest against hers as he lowered himself on her and then placed his lips beside her audios. "Never," he hissed, fingers still tracing markings, "mention Primus' name around me."
Alpha yelped and arched into Orcus, making him smirk, when another marking gave off a pain.
"Understand?" The werewolf asked, trailing his cold, energon stained lips over hers before sitting back up.
Alpha nodded weakly; she wanted him off of her! She spat slightly, trying to get the taste of the werewolf off her lips. The femme twisted and moved her legs pathetically and sobbed. "Please…."
Orcus smirked and started to, with his now free left hand, trail down her side for a certain panel. He was going to get that information and, once so, Megatron would allow him to keep his little 'toy' for as long as she was alive. It was win/win proposition for everyone. Well, everyone except Alpha.
Alpha felt his fingers wander down and yelled, getting enough strength to kick him off of her. She watched him hit the ground and started to back away, but as soon as she had hit the wall, he was back on top of her, with anger and determination in his evil optics. The truck femme yelped and tried to make her legs move again, but Orcus soon had those covered when he ripped a wire in her lower stomach. She screamed.
The werewolf narrowed his optics and held her down by her throat again, making sure that she couldn't fight back. He slowly choked her again, unwilling to give her even the slightest strength to fight back, and watched as her green optics flickered then died out. Once she was semi-conscious, he let go of her throat and glanced at Megatron.
"How badly do you want the codes?" He grunted, looking back down at the unresponsive femme.
"That shouldn't even be a question, Orcus." The Decepticon tyrant returned. He folded his arms. "I want them…no matter the cost."
Orcus nodded. "I figured." A small smirk grew. Good. I had a feeling Megatron wouldn't care what happens to the little Autobot femme as long as we get our codes. But I have a feeling she was telling the truth… He gazed a Megatron again out of the corner of his optics, But no need to tell the boss that until after I've made sure.
The mech finally found the right panel he was looking for. He tried to open it, but found that the femme had made sure it would stay close no matter what. A small frown appeared on his face, but he simply shrugged it off and continued to try to pry it open. After a good long while, and tricking Alpha's circuits into thinking he wasn't a threat, he finally opened it. His frown turned into a smirk as he glanced up at the now ninety-nine percent unconscious femme.
He lowered himself back down and whispered in her audio, "Even if you do have the right codes, which I highly doubt you do, this won't be over quickly and you won't enjoy it. Trust me." He then smirked and sat up completely.
The werewolf started to reach for the thick cable when Alpha gave a jerk, as if the small bit of consciousness she had left was still trying to fight him. He put his hand back on her throat, only this time to hold her weak body down, and his fingertips brushed the cable. He felt Alpha arch slightly and pushed back down; there would be time for that later. Now, he needed to either get the codes or show Megatron that she didn't have them.
However, before he could get a good grip on the cable, Motormaster and Soundwave ran into the room. "The Autobots are attacking." Soundwave announced.
"Damn those Autobots!" Megatron growled, annoyed about being so close, only for the Autobots to find them and mess it up. He turned to go, but paused and looked at Orcus, "Get those codes. Join us once you have them, not before. And…don't take your sweet time."
Orcus nodded and started to go back to the femme once Megatron had left the holding cell area, but Motormaster grabbed his neck and lifted him off her. "Hey!" He growled, kicking and scratching the Decepticon. "Stop it, you big brute! Once we get the codes, you can have her after me!"
That made Motormaster growl. He threw the werewolf into a nearby wall, knocking him out, and then touched his Decepticon symbol. Motormaster's appearance disappeared, replaced by the strong, olive green tank's frame, Hammertread. His red optics glanced down at Alpha, then at Orcus. He snorted and then turned to Soundwave, but was greeted by Wheeljack instead.
"I knew that machine would come in handy." The engineer said.
Ta-da! The Autobots come to the rescue! But...I need LS's help on HT...heh...um, anywho, the next chappie is gonna be what happened while the Autobots were preparing to rescue Alpha. So...I need your help, LS...sorry...(looks down)