A/N: Hey everyone! Wow, I finally managed to update. Don't worry, this story hasn't been abandoned, I just haven't had the muse or I've been too busy. Unfortunately you cannot expect another update soon as school is kicking back into gear. However if I find time I shall start the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to it's respective owners I am merely taking them out for a drive. I do however own Charlie.
Starscream's POV
As I returned to base with the hostage I decided to study it. As always, science comes first. Turning my scanners to the fleshling I started to observe it.
This particular fleshling was a female that much I could tell from my earlier meeting with it. Its outer features were very much average for her kind. A dark brown substance adhered to her cranial unit and formed a blob at the back of it.
Searching the internet I discovered that the substance was referred to as hair and that hair was meant to protect fragile parts of a fleshlings body. This was an interesting fact to note. It would come in very handy when using the fleshlings to blackmail the Autobots or if I ever needed to interrogate one.
My passenger's clothing was of military style. A certain type of camouflage uniform called Auscam swathed her person. From my research on the internet the clothes must have been at least two sizes too big. Considering camouflage was a form of military clothing the human must have been important.
Nothing else about the fleshlings outer surface was of any importance. Black combat boots adorned its pedes and a few badges stuck to her military shirt.
Running a deeper scan I started to look deeper into the fleshling. Her eyes were blue but seemed to have the ability to change to green. Many parts of her body were damaged, most prominently her head.
No head trauma was indicated in my scans but she was losing a fair amount of blood from the sizeable gash running down the back of her cranial unit. This fleshling might need to have some medical work done before the bargaining begins.
By now Skywarp, Thundercracker and I had reached the Decepticon underwater base. The tower let us in before closing up and sinking down into the ocean. Dismissing my Trine mates I turned and headed for the medical bay to relieve myself of the fleshling.
Charlie's POV
A sharp pain filled my head as the sound of metallic voices drifted to my ears. The sound was foggy as if I were hearing it through a pillow. Confused I thought about what I was hearing...metallic voices? That's when all the memories came flooding back, Monday night at Air Cadets, the base being destroyed and the giant robot... Wait a minute! Giant robot? I must seriously be losing my mind, maybe I really am as crazy as some of my friends reckon I am. There is no such thing as giant robots. Well... not unless we are counting Star Wars.
As I pondered these thoughts the voices became clearer. Suddenly I was wishing the voices had stayed muffled because the noise was making the pain in my head even worse. The people the voices belonged to must be fighting I realized as I attempted to understand what they were saying over the excruciating pain in the back of my head.
"YOU BROUGHT ME A FLESHLING?" roared a deep, rough voice. His voice was so loud that the noise reverberated around the room, the noise becoming louder than I thought possible.
A spike of pain shot through my head and before I could stop it I hissed in agony. Stilling myself I tried not to bring any notice to myself. Whatever a fleshling was it had really gotten this guy stirred up and I got the feeling that the less attention I brought to myself the better.
Focusing my attention back on the conversation I attempted to distract myself from the agony.
"Yes, Lord Megatron, the fleshling could be a bargaining chip for the Autobots," whined a screechy voice.
As soon as that was said my body started trembling violently. Even as I tried to still the slight movement of my body I was thinking to myself 'being a bargaining chip can't be a good thing.'
There was a slight pause in the conversation which caused me to have a minor internal panic attack. Thinking that I had drawn attention to myself I became too afraid to open my eyes in case it would rile either of the voices' furies.
"Yes, the Autofools do have a tendency to protect the fleshlings. Very well, you are spared, for now," acknowledged the gravelly voice.
"Leave my sight now Starscream before I rethink ripping you into infinitesimal seeker parts."
The person nicknamed 'Starscream' must have left because I heard footsteps heading away from me before a door swished shut.
"Now for the fleshling" grumbled the deep voice.
Suddenly realizing just what 'fleshling' referred to I tried not to move. Especially considering any movement would alert this person to my consciousness.
Heavy footsteps approached where I lay. Hoping he wouldn't realize I was awake I kept as still as possible.
The footsteps came to a halt just as I sensed something huge above me. By now I was having a major panic attack; maybe those giant robots were real!
"Fleshling, I know you are awake, do not test my patience!" snarled the voice.
Realizing he had detected my ruse I cracked an eyelid open and what I saw before me scared me senseless. There, standing before me was a giant, white, metallic being. Where its eyes should have been there were two glowing red orbs filled with greed and a cruelty I couldn't begin to comprehend. Upon its arm there was a massive canon-looking weapon. Undoubtedly it could do massive damage to my comparatively weak body.
Deciding it would be best to play along with this powerful being I replied.
"Uh, hi there."
This most definitely wasn't one of my brightest moments but who would have their brightest moment in the face of a giant robotic being. Especially when held as it's captive!
"Weak fleshbag, you cannot even construct a simple sentence! Is that below even your simple brain power?" the white robot sneered.
Out of nowhere came a courage I didn't know I possessed. "Of course I can construct a simple sentence! Unlike you I have a very high IQ!"
"What was that you insolent fleshling?" it yelled.
"No..nothing," I said as I trembled in fear.
A dark look crossed the white being's face. "It better not have been anything you useless fleshbag!"he yelled as he seemed to lose his short temper.
I flinched as it picked up something of a nearby bench and hurled it at the wall. The object smashed into large fragments with one of them hitting me on the arm. The jagged piece of metal sliced through my skin easily, drawing blood.
"Stupid fleshling. You are lucky that you are alive! If you weren't so useful for the Decepticon cause I would have your useless body hanging from the ceiling with your flesh stripped from your bones," he ranted.
'Decepticon?' I thought to myself, that sounds a lot like deception. Maybe the Decepticons do a lot of deceiving, it would certainly explain the comment about a bargaining chip.
"You are going to be my bargaining chip with the Autobots. You will beg for mercy at my pedes and plead for help to the Autofools," the white being said as he raised his voice. "I shall use your worthless flesh bound body to bring the Autobots to the ground so that I can become the one and only ruler of this universe!"
"Uh-huh. You know... that sounds great and all but... what are Autobots?" I asked nervously.
"So the Autobots haven't revealed their presence yet? What a senseless thing to do. That just gives me one more way to destroy them. I shall show us Decepticons to your world and make them cower in fear before me!" said the gigantic 'person'.
"Thats great... but how in the world will that help you?" I asked as the being began to pace.
"Silence fleshling! I am Megatron the leader of the Decepticons and my rule shall not be shaken! No matter what Starscream or any other transformer may try to do, I will stay in power!"
As Megatron finished his last miniature rant two huge double door on the other side of the room swished open. Another large being entered the room, only this one was slightly smaller and green and blue in colour.
"Lord Megatron," the new being said as he bowed before Megatron.
"Yes, Hook," Megatron growled.
"It is time for the fleshling's next sedative, sir."
"Very well, give the fleshling its sedative. Report to me in a breem."
Hearing the two's conversation I became highly alarmed. I had never like needles, actually, scratch that, I've always hated them. I'm one of those people with the highly irrational fear of needles. Usually when I was getting a needle there was a bit of hyperventilating, massive amounts of tears and of course the demand for a lollypop once it was over.
As it was I didn't think I would be allowed any of that. Quite the contrary actually, as soon as Megatron had spoken, the green 'transformer', Hook came towards me. Before I knew a large needle entered my arm and I began to feel drowsy. Seconds later my consciousness slipped away from me and darkness cloaked my mind.
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