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 5: Unforeseen Campaign
Neurotoxic looked over the datapad, wondering what many of the items were. Food? Clothes? Neurotoxic transformed into his alt mode and activated his sped off from the base, intent on stopping somewhere to get an organic to assist.
Relishing the feeling of pavement on his tires, the Acura soon lost track of time and simply enjoyed the drive. But soon, the sights and sounds of the city forced Neurotoxic to pay attention to where he was driving and activate his holographic driver.
Slowing to a dreary 30km, Neurotoxic admired the forms of vehicles that were surrounding him, rumbling as he saw the stares of organic everywhere. From the organics in their transportation, or to those who were sitting on platforms.
Neurotoxic saw a vehicle with its right rear lights flashing. 'A signal.' The Acura realized and activated his signal, turning right when the traffic allowed him to get to the intersection. A glowing red and yellow sign assaulted his optics and Neurotoxic decrypted the strange written language on the sign. "McD-alds Driv- T-ough"
Slipping into the lane with multiple vehicles idling, Neurotoxic was spoken to.
"Hello. Welcome to McDonalds. Can I get your order?" A young and feminine voice rang out of nowhere. Startling the Acura into revving his engine quietly, earning him a few amazed looks and a few sighed at the sound.
"Order?" Neurotoxic purred
"Uh, yes sir. What would you like?"
"I would like… food…"
"Uh, alright sir, for how many people?" The Confusion of the voice was clear but she dismissed her customers' strange speech.
"Just one, but enough for the rest of the day."
"Okay sir, come get your order at the window."
Neurotoxic drove to the indicated location and rolled down his window. His hologram taking the order with a ghost of a smile.
"That will be 15.30 sir." The girl's face reddened at the appearance of Neurotoxic, and he looked at her with surprise, then made his hologram rummage for 'coins'. Creating the needed amount with holograms, Neurotoxic handed over the cash that would disappear when the Acura was a ways away from the place. "Have a good day sir." "To you as well Ma'am."
Neurotoxic slithered away quietly, ready to leave the filthy parking lot. Revving his engine once more, Neurotoxic took off, the smell of organic food hitting his olfactory sensors with force as Neurotoxic left back to the Decepticon base, deciding that Sam could do without clothes for some time.
Slipping through traffic at a much higher speed than recommended, Neurotoxic joyed as he got closer to the edge of the city, but as soon as he passed a large truck, unease set into his spark.
Speeding down the highway back to base, Neurotoxic couldn't shake the feeling. His accelerator pressed against the floor as the Acura was extremely fast, landscape blurred to his optics, Neurotoxic heightened his audios, the roar of his engine deafening to the heightened hearing, but the slight rang of gunfire hit an instinct in Neurotoxic's processor.
Turning down his audios, Neurotoxic nearly hydroplaned on the air until the Acura's optics saw the familiar dark steel of his base. Transforming and pulling out his swords, Neurotoxic ran silently towards the base, dust flying underpede.
Slipping into the base, Neurotoxic headed to the rec room, but finding it was dead. Multiple corpses of drone lied around and Neurotoxic lowered his head in grief, but left the room. Slowly walking through the halls, a shout vibrated through the walls.
Neurotoxic paused, Confused, but ran towards the door to Megatron's throne room, flicking the door open, bright yellow of an injured bot caught Neurotoxic's attention. The scout was huddled around himself as he tried to stop the energon flow in the ruptured lines.
The yellow bot looked at Neurotoxic with fear in its baby blue optics, the same baby blue optics that looked at him with pity seemingly yesterday. Neurotoxic backed up in shock, an unwanted memory file opening and replaying.
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"Hold your fire!" An entire squadron of black and white mech's entered the tainted alley loudly. Energon splattered across Neurotoxic's frame as his optics glinted dangerously.
"I would suggest that to you as well." Neurotoxic purred before sliding his blades into the hidden sheaths. "After all, I wouldn't want to scratch that finish of yours."
A growl from the mech that spoke made his companions worry, their rifles aimed at the blood-splattered mech. "You don't want to mess with us, murderer!"
"Hehe. But what if I do? What so terrible thing could you do to me?"
"Primus! Your execution has been ordered by the Council. You are an unstable mech, and that has been tried to be fixed. But you won't have any of it."
Neurotoxic's optics glowed in surprise. "They would really go so far as to execute me? I have done nothing wrong!"
"Nothing wrong?" The mech scoffed, "You murdered your friend and who knows how many others! You refuse to take treatment from medics, so you won't even have the possibility…"
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The pain of a plasma bullet hitting Neurotoxic's chest plate shocked him out of the memory. Looking around, finding himself no longer in the ancient alley of Iacon, but instead, surrounded by his liege battling the black Autobot, and the small yellow scout with his cannon aimed at him.
Neurotoxic moved quickly, focusing on his "Master's" fight and unsheathing his blades. Neurotoxic knew this was his moment. Offlining his optics and letting the world go dark, Neurotoxic let his blades move freely, carving and slashing into the unfortunate mech's armour that stood before him. A warm liquid drenching him before a loud bang was heard.
Pain erupted into Neurotoxic's processors before he had the chance to move out of the way. It overrode his thoughts and one of his blades crashing to the ground, the other automatically stabbing right into the source of his pain.
Neurotoxic's legs shook as he fell to his knees, being supported by a strong set of servos so he wouldn't collapse. Shaking lightly, the Acura onlined his optics, getting a fuzzy vision of what happened. Dark blue optics surrounded by a black face invaded his view.
Pushing himself away from the black Autobot, Neurotoxic looked over his work. Megatron's energon pooling at his feet as the thin blade extended from the weak link in the tyrant's armour, just in front of the warmonger's spark.
Groaning, Neurotoxic stopped fighting the large Autobots hold and lied against him. Looking down at the damage he had sustained, Neurotoxic hissed in pain. The jagged crack in his abdomen didn't look promising, and his energon was painting the broad Autobot.
A gentle click-click of talons was heard and the Acura's loyal hawk strutted into the room. Sam was chasing after it, panting as he was out of breath, he happily cried, "Bumblebee! Ironhide!" But was quieted when he saw the hawk let out a mournful cry as it walked up to its master. "Wait Nythik! Where are you going?"
Roughly coughing energon, the chrome striped mech looked to the boy, "Nythik? So you …. decided to ….. name 'im?" The coughing interrupted the injured mech's speech but didn't seem to hinder the newly named hawk from coming closer.
"Uh, yeah." The boy looked to Ironhide and Bumblebee as they spoke, noticing the confused, but concerned looks in between the two. "I started playing with letters and I thought it fit. Ya know?"
A grunt from the black mech silenced the conversation as he looked between the yellow bot that was steadily coming closer to him and his companion. "Nythik. Squishy, do you know what that name means?" Neurotoxic pet the hawk's feathered head lightly, making sure that his energon wouldn't touch the creature.
A shake of Sam's head answered the mech and he continued. "It means master of … Justice" the Acura managed to cough out, "Now let me cease to be." Neurotoxic put his full weight on the obsidian mech and offlined his optics, enjoying the slight peace before his audios heard no more.
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AU: Thanks to my awesome readers once again! XD And especially your reviews! They are most welcome, encouraged, and enjoyed! Any way to make this story better? Please help me with it Xd! Hmm…. Maybe I'll even make a Christmas Special if I have time over the holidays… Bye! Oh and sadly, there won't be too many more chapters… 1 or 2 left of this plot… I'll make a sequel if enough people want me to though!