Summary: What happens when a mech awakens from permanent stasis and is forced to take a faction? Will he become a Decepticon? Or will he battle with the Autobots in the millennia long war that ravaged their planet to destruction. Only time will tell with this unknown mech as he battles with his surroundings, and, himself. OC Neurotoxic, Pairings: Neuroscream, Toxiciron
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Neurotoxic and the plot of this story
Chapter 4: Designation Justice
Neurotoxic purred lightly as he sped on the smooth pavement. The sun was shining with no clouds in the alien sky, the cool wind spun in his rims, leaving a small numbing sensation in Neurotoxic's spark. A warm, fleshy servo laid on Neurotoxic's seat as his 'passenger' squirmed carefully.
It shyly looked down at its servos, while it nervously fiddled with them before looking at the Acura's radio, "So, uh, who are you? Like, I know you're a Con, err." It laughed tensely, causing a small chuckle vibrate through Neurotoxic at its fear.
"My designation is Neurotoxic, Squishy." Neurotoxic chuckled and happily hit the shoulder of the highway, causing a rougher ride for the small organic inside.
"Squishy? My name is Sam, Sam Widwicky! And I don't like being called squishy." The organic quickly changed moods from nervous, to outraged, to shock at its outburst. The emotional organic curled up into itself, limbs wrapped around its prone form, but quickly jumped at the movement of the rough road and grabbed anything it could get its servos on, grabbing Neurotoxic's pet.
The bird screeched at the manhandling and clawed at the unfortunate human that touched it, the hawk pecked at the boy, scratching his skin and making it bleed slightly. If looks could kill, Sam would be a bloody mass at the talons of the irritable bird.
"Now now, we don't need to harm our guest little one." Neurotoxic vibrated as he slipped back onto the smoother asphalt. The organics could hear Neurotoxic's near inaudible whisper of, "And I don't want to have to clean that vile liquid off of my interior."
Neurotoxic paused but sped up, reaching 150km/h as he easily weaved around traffic, following Barricade and swiftly pulling beside him at high speeds. Neurotoxic rumbled at the feeling of the high pace vibrated through his frame. The hawk stopped clawing at the organic and laid down on his driver's seat.
Sam sighed and got more comfortable in his seat, then he buckled himself up, getting a confused murmur from the Acura, but then closed his eyes, ignoring his captor. "When are we going to be there? At your base?"
"Your impatience is amusing Squishy, but you shouldn't be so eager, you don't know what we may have to do with you."
The organic shrugged, "What's the point of worrying about something I can't change. And my name is NOT Squishy!"
Neurotoxic chuckled and smirked mentally, he found it very amusing to irritate the organic, "You are to me Squishy, and besides, like you said. No use worrying about something you can't change."
The growl from Sam would've gotten a reaction from the Acura if they didn't arrive at his base at that moment. Barricade transformed into his root mode and opened Neurotoxic's passenger door, Sam stepped out, and the hawk flew onto Barricade's shoulder plating, surprising the police mech and he looked to the feathered organic.
Neurotoxic transformed to his root mode as well and he picked up the human, holding him in his servo near his chest. The hawk then flew upwards from the mustang landed on Neurotoxic's arm, then settled down.
Neurotoxic glanced to Barricade and found that he was looking him over to him, a smirk on the mustang's faceplates as he examined the mech. Jet black armour covered his frame with slashes of silver on his shoulder plating and across his waist. Twin strips of dusty chrome slashed down the mech's arms, ending in a point on the back of his servo. His rims divided from its spokes and decorated his legs and pedes with small triangles separating the small space where the thin swords hid in his armour.
A good looking mech, noble looking if not for the scars that spread over his left optic. Shining purple optics that seemed to know more than he let on. Optics with the wisdom of thousands of overall, a good looking mech Barricade decided, then walked away from the two to report their failure to the wrathful tyrant that awaited.
Neurotoxic looked at the police mech that seemed to examine him, a slight frown on his form, but focused his attention to the organic in his clawed servo when Barricade was no longer in sight. Lord Megatron would like to have the creature Neurotoxic decided and was about to walk into base and to Megatron's throne room, but was intercepted by the tyrant himself.
Bowing, Neurotoxic kept Sam close to his spark and rumbled, "My Lord."
"Ah, Neurotoxic. I already heard from Barricade that your mission was a failure. I expected more from you. You have a reason to explain your failure?"
A nod from the Acura got Megatron's attention and Neurotoxic stood from his bow. "I do, and a retribution for my failure." Neurotoxic offered the organic in his servo, sharp claws yearning for the blood of his foes.
Megatron growled loudly at the sight of an organic, "Neurotoxic! You dare bringing that th…" He was cut off when he fully looked at the organic in the small mech's servos. "Samuel Widwicky" The tyrant glared at the organic for his fall.
"My apologies, Lord Megatron." The small mech quietly spoke, hearing the small whispered name from his lord. "I will dispose of this squishy if you have no use for it."
"No!" The tyrant spoke quickly, "Keep it as a hostage Neurotoxic. The Autobots will do anything to avenge their own. And don't worry about Starscream, he has been sent off on a long mission and should not be back for a few orns.
A nod from the small mech as he was dismissed from his Lords presence. Neurotoxic pet the hawk on his shoulder plate as he set Sam on the ground carefully. "Follow me squishy, and don't lose me. It shouldn't be hard, after all, he will follow you." The hawk cawed as it was given its orders, landing on the ground beside Sam, it started trotting after the leaving mech.
Neurotoxic kept close tabs on the boy as he half walked, half jogged after him. Neurotoxic was walking slowly, but they eventually got to his and Starscream's shared quarters, and Neurotoxic entered the password to the quarters, but was not acknowledged.
Sam laughed loudly as Neurotoxic's third failed attempt to open the door, but was quickly silenced as a blade slid out of its hidden sheath. The black and chrome mech grabbed the hilt calmly, and quickly slashed the door, slicing the lock into pieces. Holstering the blade quickly after, Neurotoxic smirked and gestured for Sam to enter the dark room.
"Now Squishy, let's get down to the rules." Neurotoxic sat down on the edge of the new berth on the opposite side of the room, "You will be living here for some time, so you will need to write down what squishies like you need." He nodded while shuffling through his subspace to produce a datapad, small enough for the human, but large enough that Neurotoxic wouldn't need to zoom in on the words.
Sam took the datapad and looked at it, seeing that it was simply to make a list of what he needed, he started typing, then listened as Neurotoxic started talking again
"Also, you can't leave this room unless you are with me, or my hawk. Any inquiries?" Neurotoxic pulled out both of his blades and pulled out a hard stone from his subspace. Rubbing the stone on the deadly edges, Neurotoxic both poisoned it, and sharpened it with the stone.
"Uhh, nope… except where am I going to hide when Screamer returns? And what is your hawk's name?"
Neurotoxic laughed softly at the alternate name for the dreaded seeker. "Simple, under my berth." Gesturing to the bed he was sitting on as he flicked the stone away. "And the designation of my hawk? He doesn't have one, well, not yet."
"You haven't named it yet and it's been with you for how long?!"
Neurotoxic simply shrugged and looked at the bird beside Sam, "Why do you care. In your optics Squishy, I'd probably call it bird."
The look on Sam's face made the Acura smirk, "Well uh, you can't name a bird, bird!" The organic shrieked, "You just can't! That's like calling a dog, dog!"
"Calm down Squishy, you apparently don't understand humor. It may be named later, but that is a matter to be thought of later. What is it that you need to survive?"
"Uh, just the stuff on this thing" Sam started walking towards Neurotoxic but the unnamed hawk just grabbed it out of his hands and flew up to Neurotoxic, placing the datapad beside him and landing on the silver striped shoulder of his master.
"Squishy, I'm going to get your supplies. My hawk will stay with you so you will remain under guard and supervised, just agree with what is wants as well."
"Bye" Was all Sam could muster to say as the black and chrome mech left him in the room, the almost protected feeling left him with a spine-chilling shiver and he realized he must've sounded stupid the Con. Thoughts filled on what he could name the hawk as he waited Neurotoxic's inevitable return.
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AU: Alright! No funky topic changes in this one! XD Thanks to all of my readers who are taking time to actually read my story (And to those who also read the AUs lol) I will upload Chapter 5 soon and chapter 6 is in the making! XD Have a good day (And I suppose Merry Christmas as well… It is that time of year XD)