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Megatron sat dumbfounded on his berth. Glancing down occasionally at the sleeping 'bot curled into his chassis, making sure that Bumblebee was very much real and not a sleep deprived hallucination.
Looking down again, Megatron couldn't stop himself from lazily running his optics over the recharging 'bots form, before his optics where once again drawn to the now obvious tattoo behind Bumblebees' audio receptor.
Cycling in air, the warlord sighed and commed Soundwave, if anyone knew what the tattoo meant it would be the telepath.
Megatron looked down at Bumblebee again. He looked so peaceful, so cute and sweet and….. Megatron roughly shook his helm and snarled to himself. He would not become weak like those 'goody goody' Autobots, who valued feelings over power.
Megatron was still snarling as Soundwave entered his quarters, the swoosh of the door being the only indicator of the telepaths arrival.
Soundwave was bombarded mentally with Megatron's current thoughts, most of them revolving round the tiny Autobot who was cuddled deep into his chassis- which given the sight, Soundwave couldn't help but smile at the picture- or cursing the Autobots for being so foolishly sentimental.
"You asked of me My Lord." Greeted Soundwave, with his usual monotone voice.
"Yes, Soundwave I did." Replied Megatron through gritted teeth. "What on earth does this pit forsaken tattoo on him mean?"
Soundwave peered over his leaders form to where Megatron was pointing accusingly behind the Autobots right audio. Soundwave took one look at the tattoo, before pulling away to analyse this new found information. Searching through his vast storages of data, Soundwave quickly found what he was looking for, the language of the tattoo, and the meaning of it.
"Observation: My Lord, the tattoo states a mechs' designation."
"I know whose designation it is Soundwave," Snarled the tyrant. "I want to know what it means, and if I can use it to my advantage."
"Tattoo: Is of the language of the Primes. Only a few select mechs or femmes were granted this 'gift'. Past information states that these types of Transformers where destroyed thousands of years ago due to producing powerful sparklings, so with the exception of the Autobot, no more like him exist."
"Continue Soundwave."
"Usually if the submissive mech or femmes' 'other- half' is not found, they are the first to die, Bumblebee is the submissive one in his bond, so he is very lucky to be alive today. The tattoo, which states your designation My Lord, means that Autobot Bumblebee was born bonded to you, he has had this tattoo since he was a sparkling and has grown up with it over the years. The tattoo's can appear anywhere, due to every mech or femmes' differences, however a bonded pair have the tattoo's in the same place. If I would be able to check behind your right audio My Lord, I can tell you if the bond is real or not…"
Megatron sat still for a moment and closely watched his Third in Command, he knew Soundwave's information would be shockingly accurate, be he still hoped with all his spark- or what was left of it- that Soundwave would be wrong.
Inclining his head, Soundwave quickly stood behind his Master, and smiled behind his visor. In exactly the same place as Bumblebee's was Megatron's own tattoo stating Bumblebee's name.
"I will take your characteristic silence as an acknowledgement that I have a tattoo in exactly the same place, Soundwave?"
"Yes My Lord. You have the same mark as the Autobot. Will I take my leave now my lord?"
"No. Not yet. What can the bond do? Do we have to be near each other? If one offlines permanently will the other die? Can we survive without each other? Can he give me an heir? Answer my questions Soundwave." Snarled Megatron. The idea of having to come to grips of being bonded to an Autobot was starting to consume his processor.
Gathering the correct data, Soundwave spoke quickly, knowing his Masters patience would not last forever.
"Conclusion: The bond is like any other bond. You can read each others feelings and emotions, and pick up on each others thoughts within a given distance from each other. The bond is only young and newly forming, so yes you have to be near each other. If one offlines, the other will not, but depending on the strength of the bond depends on how much emotional grief the other- still living half- goes through. However if the pain is bad enough, one can possibly die from a broken spark. You can survive without each other but I wouldn't recommend that My Lord. The Autobot is the 'submissive one in this particular bond, so yes, he can produce you as many heir's as you like. All the sparklings you produce will be very powerful, and are usually born with incredible gifts or talents."
Soundwave cycled in air, as he condensed all the information he possessed for his leader, hoping his answers would be satisfactory.
"What type of gifts or talents would they have?"
Soundwave quietly sighed. Of course that would be the only thing Megatron wanted to know.
"Unknown My Lord, they could be born with anything."
"Do the Autobots know of his condition?" Asked Megatron as he pointed accusingly at the still sleeping Bumblebee.
"No: If they did, I believe they already would have launched a full scale attack on us by now, in order to get him back within the safe confinements of their base, where you would be unable to corrupt his Autobot views."
Megatron's optics positively glowed at this new found information.
"I am able to corrupt him you say?"
"Corruption: Depending on how weak his Autobot views are, yes you would. But even now as he sleeps, he dreams of his friends who he calls his family. Probability of persuasion; 23%, much higher than probability of corruption- even if you are bonded, he will never abandon the Autobots."
"He is useless to me then!" Yelled Megatron, as he roughly forced Bumblebee off him, causing the smaller 'bot to fall onto the floor.
"Oi! Watch it ugly! That hurt!" Bee's angry optics peered over the berth at Megatron and glared daggers.
"What are you staring at?" Hissed Megatron.
"I don't know, when I figure out which end your aft is I'll tell you." Grinned Bumblebee.
Megatron was to angry and lost for words to notice that the tiny, annoyingly cute Autobot had just insulted him. Soundwave on the other hand, got the joke, and thanked Primus countless times that his leader couldn't see him smiling.
"I have better things to be doing, than contemplating your pathetic existence and if its any worth to me Autobot. Soundwave, make sure he stay's out of trouble and extract any information you find necessary." With a tone of finality, Megatron stalked out of his quarters, angry determination written on his faceplates, someone was going to get a good beating…
Soundwave- who watched his master leave- hoped to Primus his somewhat suicidal bondmate wasn't in a prissy mood. Quickly scanning the base for Starscream's whereabouts, Soundwave relaxed when found Starscream's presence locked away in their shared quarters.
Rounding on the still smirking Autobot, Soundwave simply asked;
"Information: Necessary for survival. Suggestion: Indulge all information about your bond now."
Bumblebee shook his helm in defiance, refusing to give Soundwave what he wanted.
Soundwave's visor glowed dangerously. "Suggestion: Now, or I will be forced to retrieve it from your memory banks."
Bumblebee sized up Soundwave, wondering how easily he could run off on him again.
"Suggestion: Foolish idea." Soundwave's monotone voice held an air of smugness, as the look on Bumblebee's faceplates grew increasingly horrified, as he realized the meaning behind Soundwave's words.
"Can you really read minds?" Demanded the yellow 'bot.
Soundwave observed Bee in silence for a few moments, wondering where on earth the Autobot had found the courage to speak to him like that.
"Answer: Yes…"
Bee shrugged his shoulders in indifference.
"What do you want to know?"
Soundwave regarded his Lords captive silently, wondering how truthful the 'bot would be…
"Answer: Everything. Note: If you lie, I will be able to tell Autobot, and punishment will be given."
Bumblebee shrugged again, not seeming to care about the punishment Soundwave would give him, but behind Bumblebee's courageous façade, Soundwave could detect traces of fear in Bee's mind.
Sighing heavily, Bee began his story;
"I was born, hundreds of years ago, when Megatron was still a rising Gladiator in Kaon. My father, was the top Gladiator at the time, he ruled the arena, where he eventually met my mother, who was a kind and well known medic. They bonded together two years later, and months later I was born. By this time Megatron was becoming increasingly favored in his fights with other mechs. My tattoo first appeared behind my audio in the first month of my 'sparkling-hood' . My mother spent every moment with me, making sure none of the big brutish mechs tried to hurt me- she was more than capable of defending herself and me- when one day when she picked me up, she noticed a mechs designation behind my right audio. Being quiet adept with the Cybertronian Primes' language and past, she quickly interpreted the name to say; Megatron. Knowing what this would mean for me and my future, my mother fought to keep me away from everyone until I could learn how to hide my terrible secret properly. From the day she noticed my tattoo, she desperately tried to teach me how to hide it, I would try for hours to please her, but I could never hide it. It wasn't until I had morphed from a sparkling to a young 'bot that I managed to hide my secret from the world. By this time however, Megatron had many followers and was due to fight my father in an unforgettable fight to the death, to become the new 'Gladiator King'. My mother, who had full confidence in my fathers abilities allowed me to watch the match with her, however it soon became apparent how ruthless and cold-sparked Megatron was. He showed my father no mercy, and toyed with him as he battled to stay alive. My father, being the much older mech, eventually succumbed to exhaustion, and dropped to his knees as Megatron raised his weapon, intent on finishing my father. Unable to bear the thought of never seeing my sire again, I cried out over the crowd, begging Megatron to spare him. And to my astonishment, Megatron actually stopped and looked at me, like he knew exactly where I was- and he was angry. As Megatron stalked towards me, my mother screamed for me to run, I wanted to help my father but I could see mum making her way towards him, so I turned and ran.
Being small I was quick and light on my feet and was able to easily dodge and weave. I shot down an alley way, one that I always used for a way of escape as I heard the mech behind me growl ""You cannot hide from me, I can feel you…", and turned a sharp left to exist my passage, when a servo shot out and grabbed me around my throat, effectively halting my escape. The servo curled tighter around my throat, before lifting me off the ground, and pushing me hard against the wall behind me. My captor snarled and pushed his great mass against me, so his spark chamber was pushing- not uncomfortably- against mine, opening my optics, I screamed as Megatron's faceplates came into view from out of the darkness.
Megatrons sharp denta were bared. I stammered out an excuse about not wanting to loose my father, as Megatron pushed himself closer to me, I briefly saw confusion flicker in his optics as he looked down at our touching spark chambers, and quickly rumbled out; "Leave, before I kill you…"
Running as fast as my feet would take me, I looked back over my shoulder once, to see Megatron still standing in the same spot, half hidden by the shadows, and his optics trailing after me. My running feet slowed slightly, and Megatron's optics glowed brighter- almost like he was hoping I would come back to him- before my rational mind kicked in and told me I had to leave.
I eventually found my mother in our family quarters, tending gently to my mangled, but living father. Making sure my sire was in a stable condition before turning to my mother and asking; "Who… Who was the mech that was chasing me?" My mother simply replied; "That was Megatron honey, leader of the Decepticons."
"Why didn't he kill me?" My mothers beautiful face paled before I had even finished my question.
"Because.. Because honey… He is your born bonded. The tattoo that you keep so well hidden states his designation. He didn't kill you, because he would have been killing a part of himself. He would have felt an unknown but very much alive connection to you."
Soundwave watched Bumblebee and studied his mind intently for any lies or twisted tales, and was shocked that he found none.
The Autobot had told the complete and utter truth.
Glancing back to Bumblebee again, Soundwave watched as the glazed over optics- that showed that the owner was no doubt in an old memory- came back into focus, and landed on him.
Bee's expression was soft, but his optics where hard, clearly showing the turmoil he was in.
"I was born bonded to a monster. Born with a bonded that I had no choice or say in." Bee looked angrily away, unable to hold back his furious tears, before continuing; "I may be an Autobot that protects those in need, but I will never understand and perhaps maybe never forgive Primus for what he's done to me."
~.:-:.~
Megatron stormed down to the Command Centre, most of the somewhat intelligent- in his opinion- Decepticons managing to get out of his way, others weren't so lucky as they found themselves face first into the bases' solid walls.
Marching into the Command Centre, Megatron threw himself on his throne and sat there glowering at anyone who was stupid enough to look at their furious leader, snarling at anyone who got to close.
He was going to kill something. Where was his annoying Second in Command when you needed him.
Sighing heavily, Megatron briefly closed his optics and willed his mind to stop thinking about the little yellow Autobot… Who was captive in his quarters… Who was untouched… Who was his bonded…
Megatron repeated his bonded again in his mind, seeing if he liked the taste of it, and if it would sound any good rolling off his glossa when he whispered it to Bumblebee… And almost purged at the thought.
There was no way in Primus that he, Megatron, Leader of the Decepticons would ever sink that low to get soft and cuddly like a fraggin Autobot. No way.
Still.. Megatron thought to himself, If the Autobot really is my 'born bonded' the Autobots wouldn't be able to kill me, as it could possibly kill their comrade… Perhaps I could turn this to my advantage… I could use the Autobot as blackmail, so that Prime and his band of 'do gooders' wouldn't be able to stop me in fear I might hurt their precious little 'Bumblebee'. What a ridiculous name anyways. Who calls their sparkling 'Bumblebee?' It could be worse I guess, he could be called Starscream…
Megatron sighed again and opened his optics, only to come face first with Thundercracker and his annoying Trine Mate Skywarp.
"What do you want?" Megatron asked, a bored expression covering his faceplates.
"We are here to inform you Sir, that the Autobots have activated our defense system, they have triggered our perimeter scanners."
Megatron studied Thundercracker, however he knew that the deep blue Seeker was telling the truth. Thundercracker was a loyal solider, unlike his annoying Trine Leader.
"Get your pathetic excuse of a Trine Leader out here now, and alert the others. Those Autobots won't know what hit them."
Skywarp disappeared with a flash of purple light, and returned seconds later with his Trine Leader in hand.
"Let go of me, you piece of scrap metal, I just got polished! Just because your bigger than me doesn't mean you can carry me around like a fraggin toy!-"
"Starscream…"
"I am your Trine Leader and commanding officer, put me down right now you imbecile!-"
"Starscream…!"
"I will have you thrown in the brig for disobeying a commanding officers' orders! I will, so help me I will-"
"STARSCREAM!" Bellowed Megatron, his right optic twitching dangerously.
Thundercracker, who was closest to Megatron slowly backed away from his leaders' clawed servo, not wanting to attract attention to himself and not willing to be in arms reach if the tyrant snapped.
Megatron turned his helm sharply towards Thundercracker, but not bothering to punish his soldier, he was to busy yelling at Starscream.
"Yes my almighty liege, what is it you desire of me, oh magnificent one?"
"Stop your preaching Starscream and gather the troops, where going to give the Autobots a little surprise." Red optics glinted evilly, as Megatron stood and made his leave out of the Command Center and heading for his quarters. It would be fun to tease the little Autobot before he left.
~.:-:.~
Soundwave calmly watched the upset Autobot, unsure whether he should try to comfort the tiny yellow 'bot, or let him deal with it himself.
Finally, Soundwave's famous resolve broke, and he walked over to the Autobot and sat down beside the sniffling Autobot.
"Question: What happened after that?"
Bumblebee turned to Soundwave, a look of 'your asking me this now' and gratitude mingling together. Soundwave, Bumblebee realized, was trying to take his mind off the bond.
"After I learned that Megatron was my bonded, I went to the Autobot Academy to learn how to defend myself. But after I got thrown out of that, because of a few… mishaps, I joined up with Optimus and his team."
"What of your creators?"
"I haven't spoken to them in years." Bumblebee's tone was one of finality. Soundwave got the hint and dropped the subject of Bee's creators, deeming the memories to painful for the young Autobot to remember.
Soundwave was to pre-occupied with trying to come up with another question, that he failed to hear his approaching leaders' violently gleeful thoughts about Autobot destruction. And it was that lapse of concentration in the telepath, that brought Bumblebee's world to a grinding halt.
The doors swooshed open and allowed a very cheerful Megatron to stride into the room, cruel determination etched into every inch of his faceplates.
"Soundwave, I want you to stay here with the Autobot while the rest of us mutilate his comrades."
~.:-:.~
Soundwave quietly sat at his monitor in the Control Room. His servos busily tapping away to get a live feed of the battle on the huge screen, while his mind scanned Bumblebee's every current emotion and decided on the best way to help the distraught and wailing young bot.
If it was up to Soundwave however, the young Autobot wouldn't be here with him right now, watching the violent images of the battle on the screen, however, Megatron had ordered him to keep Bumblebee in his sights at all times, and also to carry out his normal duties- which unfortunately at this particular moment- was monitor duty.
Occasionally Bee would whimper loudly, and Soundwave would turn his optics onto the bot, making sure everything was still functioning as normal, otherwise the youngling was so silent you wouldn't have known he was there.
Making sure that everything was in order for Megatron's arrival, Soundwave turned to Bumblebee, deciding that he could do for a cube of energon.
"Order: Stay here until I return"
Bee hardly acknowledged the telepath and continued to watch the battle on the screen.
Turning gracefully on his pedes, Soundwave mentally jumped when Bumblebee cried out and dashed up to the screen.
"No! Stop don't hurt him! Please!" Bumblebee turned desperate optics on Soundwave, "Stop him, please!"
Soundwave looked up at the screen, and immediately noticed what had caught Bumblebee's attention- Megatron was locked in a fierce battle with Optimus, and it looked like he was winning.
" Request: Denied. I cannot stop Megatron."
Bee wailed and slumped to the floor, his optics still watching the scene, as Megatron blasted a hole through Optimus' shoulder with his fusion cannon.
Soundwave was at a loss. Normally he was able to offer comfort in some sort of way to his cassettes, however he quickly realized that this situation was getting out of hand.
"Why…" Sobbed Bumblebee, "Why am I bonded to such a monster..?"
Something in Soundwave's vast processor clicked at the Autobots words. Megatron was Bumblebee's bonded, therefore there had to be a link between the two…
"Request: Still denied. Suggestion: Open the bond between yourself and Megatron. It may cause a lapse in his concentration."
Bumblebee pondered Soundwave's words for a moment, not sure if trusting the telepath was a good idea. Glancing back up to the screen, Bee winced as Megatron brutally shoved a tree branch through Optimus' open servo, cackling gleefully as he did it.
Cycling in the deep breath, Bumblebee threw open his bond with the Decepticon Supreme Commander and allowed his pain and sadness to flow freely into the unsuspecting warlord.
"Is it working?"
Distantly Bee heard Soundwave's monotone voice answer and inform him that the Decepticons where retreating.
Bee shuddered from the intensity of Megatron's fury. The silver tyrant was pissed for two reasons.
One: He had lost his fight with Optimus and had had to retreat.
And Second: He had been hurt, and was now in a lot of pain.
Needless to say, Bumblebee knew he was going to be in a lot of trouble when Megatron got back.
~.:-:.~
"How dare you!" Roared Megatron at the tiny Autobot, curled up pathetically on his spacious berth. "How dare you interrupt my fight with Prime. I almost had him. I could have extinguished his spark once and for all, then you throw open that Primus damned bond and bombard me with foolish emotions and physical pains."
Turning away, Megatron paced his quarters and seethed. Snarling and growling occasionally under his breath as he tried to reign in his ferocious temper.
"My Lord,"
Megatron's optics darted towards Soundwave who stood immobile in the corner, half hidden by the shadows.
"You have news for me Soundwave?" Asked Megatron, coming to a halt in the centre of the room.
"Reporting: You and Autobot Bumblebee have met before, many years ago in a Gladiator arena."
Megatron's angry expression turned thoughtful, then morphed into one of dawning.
"Yes I remember. My spark chamber grew hot when it touched him."
"Note: A change has occurred.""Change? What change?" Megatron snarled.
"Note: Scanner report shows since Bumblebee opened his bond to you, his spark chamber has been warm. Question: Is this mirrored in you My Lord?" Megatron growled out a reluctant 'yes'. "What has the Autobot done to me?"
"Answer: The Autobot has allowed you to feel. You accepted the bond when it opened, possibly without meaning to and have allowed an irreparable link to form between the two of you."
"Your point Soundwave?" Megatron snarled, sharp denta dangerously showing.
"Point: Bumblebee has opened your bond, and you have allowed it. You, My Lord have awakened the bond you share."
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