DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own TFP nor all it's characters. I only own Lunerstreak and Vertigo (When he shows up).
I continued to hang there for weeks, broken and beaten. The gash on my face had been reopened, deepened and repaired several times making it look like a deep wound that would probably leave an obvious scar. I didn't care about it. It hurt like hell, but you go with the flow as a Prime.
Right now, I was thinking about Knockout. How couldn't I? His touch was soft and light as a feather for being a Decepticon medic. You'd think someone of that standing would be more aggressive. But damn those fingers of his. they made me feel... Alive... At home.
I have to admit. He was VERY attractive and kind. Starscream would always leave me there, and he would come in a few minutes later. He would always tell me to look on the bright side of things and always gave me a look of comfort the few times I was injured so bad that tears would flow.
Today had been bad. Not only was Starscream in a bad mood, I had heard that Megatron was alive. And that wasn't good. It meant greater injuries and maybe even a coma if Soundwave were to open his trap. I hoped to Primus I wasn't to be interrogated by Megatron the next round. It would be a lot more messy that when Starscream. I let a few tears flow.
I didn't notice the door open nor did I notice Knockout's voice trying to get my attention. I squeaked when a clawed finger pulled my head up to look at him. He sighed.
"He got you good this time, huh?" He gave me that look again. The look that made me want to cry on his shoulder. To let it out in one round of screaming tears. I let out a few more tears as I closed my optics and let him get to work on doing patch jobs on my body. "Look on the bright side. At least Megatron didn't find out about you yet. He'd probably rape you to get the answer out."
I tensed at the word 'rape'. Megatron had been known to gain dominance in raping his insubordinate followers. My thoughts instantly went in another direction.
"D-Did he..." My vocals cracked from the screaming I did earlier in the week and he scanned them.
"Did he ever try to get at me? Not yet."
I noticed the distance between my face and Knockout's and I jumped and squeaked. He only chuckled and grazed a feather-light finger over my cheek to calm me down. My spark started to flutter aimlessly. I wanted to get close to him. Be with him. I wanted to just take that face of his and crash my lips into his. But I knew I couldn't. He was a Decepticon. I was an Autobot. It just wasn't possible.
Knockout finished his work and sighed. Was he just as caged as I was? Did he want to do the same things I did? The look on his face was sad and depressed, but it looked like he was searching for something to say. I was half hoping for it to be something of comfort.
"Lunarstreak, I know we cant... But you may not live much longer..." I knew what he was doing. He started to advance in on me slowly to see what my reaction would be. I didn't move and his face got closer to mine. "I just want to see your smile before Megatron tries to kill you to get the answer out... I want you to be happy before your spark diminishes... Please let me..." I hung there without movement as his lips gently tapped mine. I could barely feel them.
The door hissed open before he could finish his closure as a familiar voice echoed through my mind. I started to get scared as Knockout pulled away, acting as if he was just taking care of my scar.
"This is the femme Starscream has told me about? She looks as if she couldn't even kill a scraplet." I started to shake, the warm feeling that was once in my spark growing cold as he roughly lifted my head up to look at him. "Such a beautiful femme. Too bad I'll have to break her. Knockout. See to it our prisoner sees daylight for the last time. I wish to see her break unwillingly."
He left and my shaking continued. Knockout had a look of distress and sighed. He unlocked the chains and picked me up, kissing my forehead as my optics widen. "Don't worry. It'll be over soon. I promise it."
Chappy 4 is done! Yay!