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The story really starts in this chapter, that's why it took so long to write!
"Hook, please" ratchet begged "please you've got to get a hold of yourself."
Hook had gotten worse. His fever had risen again, and he couldn't keep a cube of energon down. Every time ratchet tried to force a cube of energon down the 'Cons throat he would purge it up 20 cycles later.
"You're making yourself sick hook."
Hook only continued to sob.
"They're gone. I'm alone." Hook mumbled through the tears
That's all he ever said and ratchet still couldn't make any sense of it.
"You're not alone" ratchet would say soothingly "I'm here. I wouldn't hurt you, you're safe hook."
The words that were meant to sooth only made him sob harder.
After orns of the constructicon's hysteria, he finally fell silent.
He no longer mumbled the inconceivable words; he no longer thrashed and wailed when ratchet tried to touch him. This worried ratchet, hook's fever was still getting higher and the 'Con still couldn't drink a single cube of energon.
Hook wasn't getting better, he was getting worse.
"Hook, please, you're dying."
Hook's silence meant that his body was beginning to shut down. From lack of energon or hysteria ratchet didn't know.
Ratchet stroked hook's sweat glazed cheek. The slave was too weak to show his distaste.
If only the other Constructicons were here ratchet thought. They'd at least be able to minimize hook's suffering.
"They're gone, I'm alone." Mumbled the sickly hook. And that's when it hit ratchet.
"Hook, do you mean the other Constructicons?" ratchet said as he grabbed bother hook's shoulders and propped him up.
A small glint in hook's optics and he let out a sob. I was right.
"You've got to hang on hook, just hang on a little longer. I'll bring the other Constructicons if you can just hang on a little longer."
Hook looked up at ratchet with somewhat sober optics as he tried to speak.
"shh. It's okay, don't speak."
Ratchet laid hook gently back down and rushed out of the room.
*X*X*
Hook didn't know how long his master was gone; he couldn't tell time very well these orns. At one point he was pretty sure he fell into a light recharge, which was nice because he couldn't remember the last time he'd gotten decent sleep.
"He's asleep, don't wake him." hook could hear the voice, but the words didn't process in his mind.
"He looks sick." A different voice said, hook new this voice. It was scrapper's voice.
"What did you do to him, Autobot?" Hook knew this voice too, it was scavenger.
"I didn't do anything to him," the voice said, slightly irritated now "I'm not entirely sure what is wrong with him, but he needs you guys."
"Of course he needs us." Bonecrusher said this, hook was sure of it.
He felt a servo stroke his sweaty cheek, the medic's servo. "I care about him just as much as any of you.
"Hook?" Mixmaster asked "are you ok?"
Hook tried as hard as he could to online his optics, or even make a sound with his vocal processor, but he was so weak and exhausted. The constructicon felt arms wrap around him and the warmth of other bodies.
"Will he be alright?" Long Haul whispered.
Hook's master gave a deep sigh before responding.
"I think, as long as your here, he will."
Soundwave struggled to get free from his bonds.
"Leave them alone!" he shouted to the faceless Autobots who were torturing his cassettes "just leave them alone!"
They didn't listen.
The Autobots laughed as they shoved a hot brand down Rumbles throat. Rumble screamed in agony.
"Stop!" soundwave howled "they're only children!"
"Soundwave!" a voice called, it sounded far away, but the 'Con ignored it.
"Stop!" soundwave screamed, "Leave him alone!"
"Soundwave!" the voice was closer this time
"Stop! Stop it!" soundwave pleaded.
"Soundwave wake up!"
Soundwave opened his eyes.
Blaster was looking down at him with a worried expression.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes blaster." Soundwave whispered, knowing he was caught.
"You were screaming. Did you have a nightmare?"
Behind his mask soundwave bit his lip. He didn't want to tell his master about the wretched nightmares.
"That's why you sleep so much" blaster said as he walked away from the berth. "You were having nightmares."
"yes." Soundwave whispered back.
Blaster paced around the room with a strange expression on his face.
"Are you angry with me, master?"
Blaster looked at soundwave as if he'd forgotten the slave was there. "Of course not. Why would I be angry with you? You've done nothing wrong soundwave. I just wish I knew what I could do for you."
Soundwave sighed. He knew this would happen. Blaster was a kind mech who went out of his way to protect soundwave, who- in his own opinion- didn't deserve the protection.
"You've done enough for me" soundwave replied, standing up off the berth "I couldn't ask for anymore. Besides, I'm a slave, we're meant to suffer."
"Don't say that!" blaster said loudly as he spun around to face his slave. "Just because the senate decided that one race of cybertronians are superior to another doesn't mean it's true."
Soundwave was shocked into silence. He'd never seen blaster so passionate about something that didn't involve his irritating earth music.
"You are not meant to suffer soundwave."
"yes blaster."
Blaster nodded, calmer now.
"What were your nightmares about?"
Soundwave bit his lip.
"If you don't want to tell me, I understand." Blaster whispered
Soundwave bowed his head.
"Would you allow me to take you to see a medic?" blaster suggested "ratchet might be able to give you something to help you sleep."
Soundwave didn't want to. He didn't want some Autobot looking at him, but if it would easy his master's worry...
"Alright, I'll go."
Blaster nodded again.
"Try to get some sleep. We'll go see him tomorrow, or actually later today."
"Yes, blaster."
*X*X*
Ratchet's house was BIG. It was a mansion
That was the first thing soundwave noticed about it as he and his master approached.
"I know you don't want to do this." Blaster said kindly as he approached the door and rang the buzzer, "but I think it's for the best, I just want to make sure you don't get sick, from lack of sleep or anything."
Soundwave nodded.
The large, prestigious doors to ratchet's mansion opened to reveal, not ratchet, but a Decepticon. Bonecrusher.
Behind the mask, soundwave's mouth fell open. He couldn't imagine the medic and the destructive Autobot living under the same roof peacefully.
"Who is it Bones?" Soundwave recognized the voice. Hook! The 'Con thought just as the Decepticon medic came into view.
Hook looked different. Not bad different, just like he was just recovering from a virus different. But he looked happy. Which made soundwave assume that if hook had been in a deplorable condition, it wasn't at the fault of his master.
"Soundwave!" hook said, beaming.
"hello." Soundwave replied simply. He wasn't interested in conversing with the Decepticon medic. He wanted to get in and out the Autobot medic's mansion as soon as possible.
"Come in." Bonecrusher said standing out of the way and bowing –along with hook- as blaster entered.
It was odd for soundwave to see such respect given to blaster (and from mechs he once thought of as defiant). To soundwave, blaster was a friend, a companion, not a master.
Bonecrusher and hook showed soundwave and his master to ratchet's office.
"Blaster!" Ratchet said enthusiastically as he stood up from his chair. "It's good to see you old friend."
"It is good to see you again to ratchet." Blaster said. "I hope you don't mind me making a house call."
Ratchet laughed. "Usually it's the doctor that goes to the patient, not the other way around. But anything for you blaster."
"Thank you" Blaster said smiling.
"Now what can I do for you?"
"Nothing for me. It's soundwave."
Ratchet turned to soundwave now.
"Ha!" ratchet laughed. "I'm not surprised! You two are two feathers of the same Cybird aren't you? Now, what is the problem?"
"Soundwave has nightmares." Blaster said, more serious now. "I was hoping you could give him something to help him sleep at night."
Ratchet nodded "that shouldn't be a problem. "let me just-"
The door buzzer rang.
"I'll get it." Hook whispered, bowing as he left the room.
"Thank you, hook." Ratchet said before returning his concentration to soundwave and blaster.
"now as I was saying I-"
Ratchet was cut off by a deafening shriek.
"Hook!" Bonecrusher shouted as he bolted out of ratchet's office.
Ratchet followed, as did blaster and soundwave.
Soundwave could see hook gasping on the floor, with bonecrusher and scrapper looking over him. he could see ratchet standing in the door way, and just outside the door soundwave could see three forms.
One was a seeker, a femme seeker. The same Autobot femme seeker that had taken his cassettes from him.
Another was blitzwing, who was carrying the last form in his arms.
It took soundwave a few moments to understand what blitzwing was holding in his arms.
It was Starscream; with wings so mutilated he could hardly be recognized.
When Switchblade punished Starscream she felt as if she was finally getting her revenge on the wretched mech she once called father.
The way he screamed and begged for mercy made switchblade's wings tickle with satisfaction.
"Please stop." Starscream whimpered
"Stop your whining slave" Switchblade hissed as she snapped the whip against her creator's wings.
Starscream howled. Switchblade's wings tickled.
Starscream sobbed on the floor. The flogging was worse than the others. His wings were beyond simply burning; now they felt as if they'd been completely incinerated.
"It's hurts!" Starscream wailed between screams.
"Did it hurt when you killed dragonfly, my mother, YOUR BONDMATE?"
Starscream howled again. "Please!"
"Stop begging, worthless scrap!" Starscream's mistress shouted at him.
This carried on for a long, long time. At least to Starscream it felt that way. He would scream and wail for mercy and in return switchblade would shout at him and insult him.
Starscream clawed the floor as he sobbed on the ground.
"What?" switchblade hissed "can't take a little flogging?"
Starscream couldn't find the will to respond. He was separating from his body now, entering a state of euphoria where there was no pain, just blissful oblivion.
"Well?" his mistress shouted at him.
Starscream was still, he no longer screamed when the whip cracked against his wings, and no longer howled and begged for mercy.
Irritated at Starscream's silence, switchblade stopped the flogging and walked over to her creator.
"Get up, worthless slave." Switchblade growled.
Starscream, unfortunately, was still conscious; he could hear the words his daughter was saying, but he couldn't move his body.
"Can't move...please..." he whispered
"Your worthless, Starscream." Switchblade sighed as she dragged him to his cot and roughly pushed him on it.
Starscream lay on his front on the cot, he was crying silently.
"You...remind me, of her, you know..."
"what?" switchblade hissed, she was half way out the door, and turned around to face Starscream again.
"You...look like...her too."
"I miss...her. So much." Starscream had to use up all his will power to speak. He was in so much pain. "I didn't mean to kill...her, you know."
"Of course you did! I saw you do it!" switchblade shrieked "don't lie!"
Starscream winced at her anger. "I did do it. I thought...she was a traitor."
"You thought mom was a traitor?"
"...she was at the Autobot's base ." Starscream felt fresh tears fall down "...she always had too many morals for a Decepticon."
"That's no excuse to kill her you worthless slave!"
Starscream recoiled from the angry voice.
"I know" he was panting now, gasping for air as he spoke. "You have my temper you know, you may look like...her and have...her morals, but you have my short fuse." Starscream let out a small laughed at this but it sounded more like a sob.
"That's no excuse either!" Switchblade's spark was twisting, and her tanks were rolling, trying to jump out of her mouth.
"I know how much it hurts daughter" Starscream sobbed "I know you hate me, loathe me, but-" at this point Starscream let out another laugh sob again "- I can guarantee that I hate myself more then you hate me."
Switchblade snorted "I doubt it."
"I regret it so much. I dream about...her. And you. You've become so strong, so beautiful...you have...her colouring you know."
Switchblade was silent now.
"I always loved...her. right up until the end. Do you think we'd have made you if we didn't love each other? I still love...her, and I'll always love you."
Starscream said this with his last gasping breath, and then fell limp on his dirty little cot.
Part of switchblade wanted to go to him, to make sure he was alright, and to tell him that she forgave him, but the other part of her, the dark part, the part that wanted revenge, wouldn't let her. Let him suffer, he's a worthless liar. That's what her vengeful side said to her, and she listened.
Angry all over again, Switchblade stomped out of the attic.
She sprinted to her own room, glad when she didn't run into any of her Decepticons. She threw herself on her large plush bed and punched her pillows over and over. She was so angry at her father for confusing her.
I have to get away Switchblade thought as her head cleared, I've just gotta get away
"Hey, Blades?" Someone said from behind her closed door. She recognized the voice, it was Rumble.
Switchblade sniffled "uh, yeah, come in!"
The door opened to reveal both, Rumble and his brother Frenzy.
"Hey guys what's up?" Switchblade said trying to make her voice sound steady.
"Are you alright Blades?" frenzy asked this.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Switchblade sighed. "I'm gunna go away for a little while though."
Rumble frowned "go away? What do you mean?"
"I'm gunna go live with prowl for a few orns, maybe a joor. Blitzwings in charge."
The next orn prowl came to pick her up.
None of her Decepticons wanted her to go. The cassettes even went so far as to tackle her to the floor. Rumble and frenzy were in her lap wrapping their arms around her slender seeker frame, Laserbeak had landed on her shoulder and was rubbing her small bird head on switchblade's cheek, ravage was purring and licking her other cheek.
Switchblade laughed. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
The cone-head seekers all wrapped their arms around her at the same time, making a kind of tent.
"You're in charge." Switchblade said as she hugged blitzwing, and then Astrotrain.
"Yes, miss." Replied the slave in a quiet tone.
Switchblade rolled her optics; she hated the respectful formalities he had with her.
"Can we go now, Blades?"
Switchblade turned to Prowl, who had an impatient and slightly angry face.
Prowl didn't like the Decepticons, he thought they were getting exactly what they deserved now that they were slaves. He especially hated how Switchblade treated them as equals.
"Yeah, let's go."
*X*X*
When Switchblade got back home it had been nearly five orns since she'd left.
She got home late, so all the others were already sound asleep in their perspective bedrooms.
Switchblade was only half awake as she walked to her own berth.
As she fell into deep recharge Starscream was the farthest thing from her mind.
"Good morning miss." Blitzwing said smiling at her as he brought a cup of energon up to her room.
With a yawn Switchblade replied "Good morning Blitz! How were the others? I half expected to come home to find the house in shambles."
Blitzwing laughed. "They know better than to cross me, though there was an incident with frenzy and ramjet-"
Before blitzwing had a chance to finish his sentence he was interrupted by rumble and frenzy racing into the room and tackling switchblade.
Switchblade laughed. "I've missed you two!"
"Come on" rumble said happily "come have breakfast with us."
In the kitchen everyone was gathered around the table, laughing and sipping their morning energon.
"Switchblade! Blades! Blades is back!" everyone was glad to see. The cone-head seekers pulled up a seat for her to sit at. Everyone was around her, happy to have her back.
"What did you do at Prowl's?"Astrotrain asked before taking a sip of his energon.
Switchblade did a mock groan "Alot of training. That's all her ever does!"
Thrust, dirge and ramjet laughed. Blitzwing and Astrotrain laughed. Rumble and frenzy laughed.
There was something missing. What was missing? Who was missing?
Starscream.
The name hit switchblade hard and she couldn't stop herself before the words had already flown threw her mouth.
"Where is Starscream?"
Silence fell at the table. Why weren't they answering her?
"Blades" thrust began, speaking slowly. "Starscream hasn't come down from the attic since your last...session with him."
"We all thought he was dead." That was rumble.
Switchblade's sparked stopped and the next thing she knew she was running towards Starscream's room.
After fumbling with the door, switchblade finally entered the attic to see Starscream lying on his cot. On his front. In the same position she had laid him in just over six orns ago.
"Starscream..." switchblade whispered, then she screamed "Starscream!"
Switchblade rushed to his side and the cone-head seekers came rushing in after. The other 'Cons stayed in the doorway.
"he's burning up" dirge whispered as he put a servo on Starscream's sweaty forehead.
"oh primus," Ramjet gasped "look at his wings."
Switchblade did, and nearly purged. Starscream's wings were mutilated, twisted and stained with blood.
I didn't whip him that hard, did I? Switchblade thought, horrified.
"I don't understand" thrust whispered "why does he have a fever?"
"the wounds on his wings are infected" switchblade replied.
It was the most grotesque sight switchblade had ever laid optics on. Starscream's wounds were dis-coloured and were leaking a puss like liquid.
"he needs a medic" dirge said "now!"
*X*X*
Blitzwing carried Starscream, careful of his mutilated wings.
Starscream was conscious now, but just barely, and every time his wings were accidently touched he would let out an incoherent gurgle of pain.
"hang on Starscream" switchblade would say when the Decepticon seeker gurgled "we're almost to ratchet's."
Switchblade rang the buzzer at ratchet's mansion but it wasn't ratchet who answered. It was hook.
He looked at switchblade with curious optics, having never seen an Autobot seeker. Than his optics moved to blitzwing and the limp form he was carrying.
Hook screamed in horror and collapsed on the floor, sobbing and muttering incoherent words.
"hook!" a constructicon shouted as he ran to his fellow slaves side. Bonecrusher. Blitzwing recognized him.
"hook!" another mech shouted. This was ratchet. Blaster was running behind him, and behind blaster was soundwave.
"switchblade" ratchet said, standing at the door way and blocking her view of the collapsed constructicon "what're you doing here?"
Then his optics roamed from the Autobot seeker to the limp mutilated form in blitzwing arms.
"oh, oh" ratchet started, unable to look away from Starscream's twisted, bloody ,infected wings. Even to Cybertron's chief medic, who had seen wounds caused by smelting pits and guns, couldn't look away from the deception slave's wings. That can't be good switchblade thought.
"hook! Get a hold of yourself, I need you!" Ratchet shouted "scrapper!" the medic called and kliks later another constructicon arrived,
"yes, ratch- oh primus." Weather scrapper was saying this about his sobbing companion or the limp form in blitzwing's arms, switchblade didn't know.
"I'm going to need some help with this" ratchet told him "go get a welder and a towel, and some bandages and sedative."
"yes, sir" scrapper said before running out of sight again.
"hook!" get yourself together!" ratchet shouted "bonecrusher, take Starscream to a spare room. Lay him on his front. Gently."
Bonecrusher hesitated. He turned to hook, who was still on the floor, but was finally getting a hold of his self. "G-go, bones, I'll be-I'll be alright."
Bonecrusher nodded and stood up to take Starscream from blitzwing. Starscream gurgled in pain when the exchange was made.
As bone crusher walked away with Starscream's form in his arms switchblade began to follow the 'Con.
"wait switchblade" ratchet said grapping hold of her arm. "how did this happen? Those look like wounds from a whip, but did you...? are you his owner? I what he's done to you switchblade, but I never took you for the kind of bot that would..."
Switchblade was shaky. She was asking herself some of those very questions.
"Yes, I own Starscream, yes I'm the one who...mutilated his wings, and no, I never took myself for the kind of bot that would do that to a fellow seeker." Switchblade thought about the last part of her mini speech. "to any creature that could feel pain actually."
Ratchet was silent.
"Will he be okay, ratchet?" you can fix his wings can't you? He won't...die, will he?"
Ratchet was silent.
"please answer me ratchet" she pleaded "your scarring me."
Finally, ratchet sighed. "I have seen seekers wings wounded, badly, but never in all my vorns as a medic have I seen anything that...grotesque." another sigh, "as if the injuries themselves weren't bad enough, they've become infected." Ratchet locked optics with the Autobot seeker "I will do everything in my ability to save him, but I'm not sure, at this point, if it will do him any good."
Megatron only needed a few more jolts from the electric chair, and then his spark would be extinguished. Of course, neither Optimus prime or Ironhide knew this.
"Once more, Ironhide." Optimus whispered, and the big red mech pulled down the lever that sent an inhumane amount of electricity through the Decepticon's frame.
Megatron screamed in agony. Optimus shuddered. He hated this, he didn't want to cause his brother pain, especially pain that was completely unnecessary, but there was nothing he could do, he was bound by the law.
"stop." Optimus whispered and Ironhide pulled the lever again.
Megatron panted, just a little morehe thought to himself, just a little longer.
"please Megatron, stop this, you're not the only one in pain here, it hurts me to do this to you Megatron. Please, just stop." Optimus pleaded to his little brother.
"And become some ones slave? I think not!"
Optimus sighed. "I'm so sorry brother. Again Ironhide."
"With pleasure." The big red mech replied as he pulled the lever again.
Megatron screamed again. He could feel his spark fading, getting weak and weaker and smaller and smaller.
"You must understand brother." Optimus shouted over Megatron's screams "the senate over rules me. My say is not final. There's is. You know I believe that the Decepticons deserve freedom. Freedom is the right of all sentient beings. Stop Ironhide."
Megatron stopped screaming. One more time Optimus, just one more time. Megatron couldn't wait to die.
"Please Megatron. Would you really choose death over bowing to Autobots?"
"Yes!" Megatron snarled at his brother.
Optimus sighed. "I cannot let you die, Megatron. The senate would be furious with me and I would not be able to live with myself knowing that I killed my baby brother. And you will not bow to the Autobots. Can't you see? This cycle of torture and defiance will continue and all that will come of it is more pain. For both of us."
"I don't care Prime!" Megatron screamed
"Then you force my servo little brother." Optimus said in such a quiet tone Megatron was barely able to hear. "Once more Ironhide."
Megatron screamed. Louder and more violently than ever. Death was painful, but it was worth it. So close...the Decepticon warlord was so close to the black oblivion that he longed for. Just a few more kliks.
Another scream erupted from Megatron throat, and that's when Optimus knew something was wrong. "Ironhide! Stop now! I think something is wrong with-"
But that's all Megatron heard before he went limp in his chair.
"NO!!!!!!!!!" Optimus screeched, tears pooling in the corners of his optics, as loud as he could. As if Megatron could hear him. As if it would bring his baby brother back.
Servos. So many servos touching him. Feeling him. Violating him. Tainting him.
"He is a beautiful seeker." A nameless mech, or at least nameless to Skywarp, said to Cliffjumper as he slide a servo down Skywarp's aft.
"His brother is arousing as well." This mech Skywarp knew. He was Jazz. A mech the Decepticons fought against on earth.
Jazz was licking Thundercracker's face. From his chin to his forehead. Thundercracker did his best not to recoil, afraid of the punishment he might receive.
Cliffjumper, the two brother seeker's master, chuckled. "Enjoy my guests. They are yours to ravish." As he said this he ripped of Thundercracker's crotch plating, making him grunt in pain. Then he walked over to Skywarp and ripped his off, making the younger seeker cry out.
Jazz smiled and he shoved a finger deep into Thundercracker's tight port. The blue seeker squealed. "Ah! He is untaken!"
The nameless mech did the same to Skywarp; the purple seeker sobbed and winced at the cruel, invading fingers. "this once isn't. Little whore."
Cliffjumper laughed. "you can thank his brother for that."
"Tsk tsk. Naughty seekers, their lust never ends."
Thundercracker offlined his optics. His master, the nameless mech and jazz were over-energized out of their processors, TC knew they, or at least jazz, wouldn't be doing this if they weren't.
"Please don't jazz" Skywarp whispered as he was forced by jazz and the nameless to lie on the floor. Legs spread like a prostitute. "You're a good mech jazz. You wouldn't do this."
Jazz didn't acknowledge him, just got into position to penetrate the young seeker.
"Spread your legs, slave" Cliffjumper said as he climbed on top of thundercracker.
Thundercracker did as he was told.
Skywarp screamed and sobbed as he was penetrated by jazz, first and then by the nameless mech. There were two bulks inside him at once. It was agony.
"Skywarp!" thundercracker shouted when he heard his brother's cries."Skywarp!"
"Shut up!" Cliffjumper hissed as he slapped his slave across the face. "Pay attention to me whore!"
Thundercracker's master shoved his huge bulk into his slave's untaken port. The blue seeker screamed in agony. It burned like the pit.
Skywarp was losing consciousness. The pain of having not one, but two bulks in his port at once was more pain than the young seeker could handle. He faintly heard his brother calling his name, but Skywarp couldn't respond, he could only scream as the two mech raping him neared their overload.
One final scream of agony as liquid filled his port. It was too much, the fluid dripped down his legs. Skywarp wept as he succumbed to unconsciousness.
"Skywarp!"thundercracker sobbed again as he watched his brother go limp beneath the two mechs raping him.
Another high pitched scream as Cliffjumper overloaded into Thundercracker's port, taking his virginity. And then he to lost consciousness.
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