Transformers Belongs To Hasbro

Chapter 2

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. I've had some things happen to me recently that have made writing hard. But now I'm back! Also, I'd like to say I'm taking requests for private one-shots or ficlets if anyone wants one. But I'm only taking a few and probably no lemons since I'm no good at them. (Though I may try for someone.) Have a great day! Oh, and this story is placed after Starscream ran away from Megsie and the Autobots!

Pixel had lived her whole life on a ship, but even she was taken back by the sheer size of the Nemesis. She had little time to admire it as the transwarp gate opened to lead them into the actual ship. Captain frowned as a few drones went through the gate, knowing Pixel and himself would likely be next. He had an idea but it was a crazy one, one he was willing to try if it meant that at least one of them would survive this ordeal.

"Pixel...be very quiet. When I tackle one of these bots, I want you to run. You hear me? Run faster than your legs have ever carried you. Run like when you broke that antique of mine. Don't look back...don't think...just run." Captain whispered so softly that Pixel barely missed his words. Run? He was wanting to her escape! But how could she leave him behind? He was all she had left in this world. But, the look in his optics told her there was no sense in arguing. If was going to risk everything to give her a chance at life. For a reason unknown to Pixel, she looked at Megatron. The tyrant was watching his drones make their way through until only a few remained, showing how little time they had left until they were on the ship and her escape would be futile. Why had this mech come so suddenly into her life and had ruined everything, yet he had spared her when she had nothing to offer him. Years on the ship had left her processor naive.

"NOW!" Captain roared as he plowed into the unsuspecting Soundwave. The intelligence officer was caught completely off guard as he fell more than roughly to the ground. With his wrists still bound, there was not much Captain could do but use his force to keep Soundwave down. As the others rushed to restrain the older mech, Pixel did as she was told and ran faster than she ever had before. It took a minute before her escape was even noticed. Arachnid was the first to see Pixel's escape and had instantly transformed to go after her.

But a large servo quickly put itself in front of her.

"The femme is mine. Punish the older mech and I will get her." Megatron growled, transforming and flying after her. He knew she wouldn't get far in her non-transformable state and his view from above was perfect even as she rushed into a close-by forest.

Pixel ran until her legs began to tire and her servos bound behind her back did nothing to help her keep her balance, especially trying to avoid the trees as they crossed into her path. Unsurprisingly, her legs finally gave out and the poor thing fell roughly and her helm hit the ground quite hard. Chest heaving as her chassis tried to quickly cool itself, Pixel allowed tears to fall as the pain hit her and the thought of Captain being hurt where she had left him.

She tried to get up, she really did. But every time she attempted to do so, her vision would begin to double. Little sobs escaped her as she laid in the dirt, pondering what her next move should be. But her chassis went rigid as she heard soft footsteps land near herself. Quickly, she managed to get to her feet...but only made it a couple of feet before her vision blurred once more and she fell again to the floor. A soft whimper escaped her lips as the footsteps made themselves toward her.

"Oh? Whatever do we have here?" a soft mocking voice uttered, the steps stopping as the mech leered over the helpless femme.

"P-Please..." but her choked sobs made her vocalizer seem to shut down.

"Whoever you believe you're begging with is obviously not me, female." the voice chortled, the mechs long talons wrapping around her to put her in an upright position. Pixel's optics flickered as they tried to focus in on this bot. He was quite tall and spoke like a well-bred politician. Many of the bots on her ship had been of the upper-class. Long wings stood out prominently on his back, prompting her to believe he was a seeker.

"W-who are y-you?" she sniffled, looking into the mech's faceplating. A smirk slid easily on to the mech's lips as he bent forward so they were barely a breath away.

"You may refer to me as, Lord Starscream, little one." he chortled, reaching out a talon towards her. She flinched away until she realized that the bonds on her wrists had been severed. Pixel looked at him shocked as she held her servos closely to her chest.

"Lord Starscream? I-I'm Pixel...I'm being chased by Megatron himself! H-he's going to kill me when he gets me." she sobbed pitifully, tiny servos reaching up to cover her pretty, tear-streaked features. Starscream's optics widened at the mention of Megatron, turning to look around quickly to see if he was close by. At the moment, he saw no one. After his little run off after the Arachnid incident, he knew he was in trouble.

"You have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble, haven't you, Pixel~?" the seeker cooed, gently swiping a tear from her face. Pixel winced a little as his servo brushed against the injured part of her helm.

"Please, you've got to help me and Captain! They're going to kill him!" she begged, grabbing Starscream's servo as she pleaded with him. Oh, how delicious it was to see this newly matured female beg with him. What a pleasant sight she was to the optics and to his receptors. But then he heard a sound that struck terror into his spark...the sound of Megatron's flight mode.

"Sorry, can't help!" Starscream yelped as he quickly took off, leaving Pixel in a state of shock as he left. Her attention was quickly taken as Megatron landed next to her. His red optics quickly took in the scene. The bonds on her wrists had been severed cleanly, her chassis was relatively unscathed and still in pristine condition, an injury graced the side of her temple with a little energon leaking from the wound, and tears dripped endlessly from those bright azure optics. Her body trembled violently as he made himself towards her.

"It seems you ran into a rat during your little escape. Who was it?" he growled, seeing the much larger ped prints around her, with the tell-tale signs of a sharp heel. Oh, Megatron knew who it was.

"H-he said...his name was Lord Starscream..." Pixel whispered, fear chocking her words. Fearfully, she crawled backwards until she felt a thick tree press against her back and she knew she was trapped. Megatron scoffed as he heard his second-in-command with the title of 'Lord'. Starscream had always fancied himself a leader. Though his attention was drawn back to the young female. Slowly, he walked until he was barely a ped-step away from her.

Pixel closed her optics tightly as the arm with the cannon reached down at her. Any second she expected the fatal blow...but it never came. As she slowly opened her optics, she realized he was holding his servo out to her.

Completely taken back, she timidly place her servo into his own. Megatron pulled her to her peds with little ease. He frowned though as her optics gave a little flicker and she collapsed once more. Except Megatron was there...to catch the femmling. The injury to her helm was worse than the tyrant had expected. With surprising gentleness, the warlord lifted her into his arms and her held quite delicately.

"I...I don't u-understand. Aren't you going to punish m-me?" she whimpered, quite frozen in his hold.

"You would not stand well against a beating from me. Besides, I know a treasure when I see one. I do not make a habit of damaging their prizes, my dear." Megatron chortled, brushing a servo over her injured helm with sickening gentleness. So she was a prize? What kind of prize? She was so confused and the injury to her helm only made her want to sleep and escape this nightmare. Her optics gave one last flicker as she gave into the drowsiness.