Author's note. I need some monsters that exist in the mines for this story, can anyone suggest some for me? If you do, you'll be credited in the next chapter, thanks.
Suggestions are welcome.
Enjoy and please review.
Elita swallowed as her captor surveyed the cavern they were in, trying to decide the best place to recharge. A few decacycles ago, she'd been captured by the Decepticon leader's son Megatron who had every intention of taking her to his father. The only catch was they were both trapped within Cybertron's old Energon mines and so far, a way out hadn't been discovered.
Megatron was clearly doing his best to find one but she wasn't so sure she wanted him to. Granted, she'd love to be free of the humidity and clogging dust that seemed to be everywhere, but she didn't relish being a prisoner of the Decepticon army. She'd heard too many rumours of how Femme prisoners had been treated to want to get there quickly.
But she didn't have to worry about that yet, for now, they were going to rest.
She glanced over at the grey Mech, he seemed to be testing the rock mixed with metal veins. She was no expert on mining but she figured he was making sure that it wasn't going to come crashing down on them while they slept. There were probably a lot of weaknesses caused by the earthquake.
"Elita, come here," Megatron suddenly ordered, he was apparently satisfied with the spot he'd picked out.
She walked slowly over to him, eying the area they were going to be sleeping in. There was a slight overhang of metal which would afford them some protection from settling dust and metal particles. She hoped it would also be a little cooler under it as well, she really needed to give her cooling systems a rest.
But as she got even closer, she noticed that there wasn't much space underneath it. Meaning they'd be sleeping in very close proximity, almost like a Bonded couple. She stopped dead as she realised this, unable to take another step forward.
"I said, come here," Megatron demanded, a note of anger to his voice.
She hesitated again and with a growl, he came towards her and yanked her forward. She let out a noise of distress but he didn't care. Gripping her arms, he shoved her down causing her to land heavily. As she looked up at him, she saw he was wearing a nasty sneer on his face.
"Does the little princess not want the filthy miner touching her?" he said in a tone full of venom.
Her fear disappeared as she snarled at him.
"I don't know, I don't suppose it could have anything to do with the fact I'm being made to sleep with dangerous Mech I don't trust in the slightest. Who could do anything he liked to me w-while I slept."
Despite her voice cracking slightly, she carried on glaring up at him until his expression melted into a more neutral one.
"No one interfaces in the mines," he said matter-of-factly as he reached down to drag a broken piece of metal closer to her.
"Our systems could easily overheat and go into meltdown plus it's almost impossible to clean up afterwards."
She flinched at this but was a tiny bit reassured. She'd been worrying about him forcing himself on her, he could if he wanted to. He was such a large, strong Mech after all.
She sensed him at her side and turned to see him reached for her bound hands. She moved them away, not liking to have him so close. He sighed slightly then grabbed one wrist and undid the cuff on it. As she stared, he now attached the free cuff to the piece of metal he'd dragged over.
She was now chained to it and wouldn't be able to move away without a great deal of difficulty.
As she stared at it, Megatron moved to her other side and sat down, rubbing a hand across his face. He looked suddenly very tired, was he affected by the place he'd once worked in? She knew it wouldn't be very tactful to ask him so she kept quiet.
She jumped as he abruptly rolled onto his side and stretched out so that he was lying down beside her. She turned away from him, she couldn't give a damn about his social status, he was a strange Mech who she wasn't comfortable sleeping with.
Her discomfort only grew when Megatron wrapped an arm around her body, pulling her even closer to him. She squeaked slightly which caused him to mutter.
"It can get cold down here, we must preserve our energy stores."
"Oh," she said softly, trying to calm down, convince herself he was being practical not sleazy.
"I...I heard there are monsters down the mines," she said after a while of silence where neither of them fell into recharge.
"Is that true?"
He didn't say anything at first and then.
"It is."
Her optics widened.
"W-will we be safe here?" she asked, trying to sound calm and probably failing.
"I haven't detected any signs that any have been here in a very long time," he said softly.
"We're near enough to the surface that the chances of running into something are low."
"But...," she began before swallowing.
"I'm sorry, I don't like to see this but...would that earthquake have disrupted them? Could they end up coming this way?"
"It's not likely but I will keep an optic out for them," Megatron said in a surprisingly patient voice.
"Don't think about them Elita, we're safe here for the night."
"How do you know?" she asked curiously.
"I have a sense for this place," he said simply. "And I don't feel anything at the moment, just relax and rest, we need our strength for tomorrow."
"Okay," she said softly, realising she truly had to place her trust in this Mech, not only with her body but with her very life.
It was a very sobering thought.
"I'll try."
"Do so," he murmured, his body relaxing against hers.
He fell into recharge very soon after that.
She couldn't fall asleep, her processor was just too active. She felt that if she fell into recharge, she'd only dream of monsters haunting these old mineshafts and she just couldn't get this thought out of her head. She knew this wasn't a good idea, Megatron was right, she needed to sleep and reserve her energy.
So she tried to think of her friends and family, her mother Arcee had always told her to do this when she was in a bad situation. So that what she did, trying to imagine how others would react in this situation.
She giggled, Chromia would probably be flirting, she loved strong, rough Mechs. Her boyfriend Ironhide meanwhile, would be cursing and trying to compete with his captor, determined to prove how mechly he was. That would only end in both of them hitting each other so it was just as well he wasn't here.
What about Greenlight, how would she cope? She was a rather quiet Femme who underestimated by those who didn't know her. She was quite patient but if you pushed her too far, she'd let you know. She loved music and was dating a former DJ called Blaster, a tape deck.
Greenlight had been there during the earthquake and had been the last bot Elita had seen before she plunged down. She really hoped she hadn't fallen as well, she couldn't bear the thought of her lovely friend down here. What's worse, she'd probably be all alone too.
Thinking about her friends helped her forget her fear of mine monsters and she gradually drifted off. A little time had passed after she fell into recharge when Megatron woke. He blinked, then gazed down at his captive, seeing that she was soundly asleep.
His optics flicked around the cavern, checking that everything was well. The place was still, eerily so but it didn't bother him. Those who'd never worked here would find it unnerving but he found it comforting. There was no danger at this point, it was safe to recharge.
But he knew this could change at any point which was why he'd wake up several times during their time recharging, just to make sure. It was a habit he'd picked up very young, only if he was in a very secure place and surrounded by others did he sleep through the night. But this didn't happen very useful, he was used to it.
So after one last sensor scan and glance, he settled back down, pulling the warm body of the Autobot Femme closer. She shifted but didn't wake, she was worn out. But, despite the fact she was an Autobot princess, she was fairly plucky.
He liked that.
So with an ironic smile, he fell back into recharge. There were no earth tremors or mine monsters, so their sleep went undisturbed. But by the time Elita woke up several decacycles later, Megatron had woken up at least three times.
"Mmm," she mumbled, wondering why her side felt so heavy.
She jabbed with her elbow, trying to dislodge whatever it was. But it didn't work, she was still being crushed by something strangely warm. She grumbled, this was why she didn't like sleeping with others unless it was necessary, somehow she always ended up squashed.
"Get off," she snarled, trying to roll and get rid of the weight.
But as she moved, something jerked her supposedly free wrist and she looked back in shock to see that it was chained to junk metal. Her optics were wide, what in Primus's name...
And then she remembered all that had happened. How she'd fallen, how she'd been captured and who was holding her prisoner. She slowly turned her head to see Megatron almost sprawled on top of her.
His optics were dim and he wasn't moving, meaning he was still in recharge. His arms were wrapped somewhat loosely around her and it appeared he moved while in recharge. She started trying to wriggle her way out of his grip, she didn't want to be curled up next to him for any more than she had to be.
It was easy, she could only use one hand to get him off but eventually she managed. But he just carried on sleeping, mouth shut tightly. She thought this was odd, most bots slept with their mouths partly open at least. Why didn't he?
She got her answer a moment later when she suddenly started coughing, her mouth and the back of her throat was coated in dust particles. It seemed Megatron had learned to sleep with his mouth shut to avoid this. She wished she'd known about this before going into recharge.
"Urgh, I really want a shower," she groaned, edging further away from Megatron who continued recharging.
She tried to wipe away the dust on her armour but this only smeared it so she gave up. She briefly wondered if she should try and escape. Megatron was asleep after all and didn't look like he'd be waking up any time soon. But she soon decided against this, it would take time to free herself and if Megatron woke up in the middle of this, he'd punish her.
Not to mention, where would she go? It probably wouldn't be a problem for him to track her down and beat her until she couldn't walk. So for now, she was staying put. But while he was sleeping, she decided she'd have some Energon.
All Autobots carried Energon rations in their sub space compartments for emergencies like this. She quickly took two bright pink ones from her compartment and ate them, feeling the brilliant rush they brought. She sighed in contentment, she'd really needed that.
She glanced down at Megatron, wondering if he had his own rations. She wasn't sure if she should tell him she had her own in case he demanded all of them. While she didn't mind sharing, she didn't want to lose all of them just in case she needed them later.
As she was lost in thought, Megatron started to wake up. She saw him move slightly and knew he'd be online within a few breems. She quickly got rid of the evidence she'd been consuming Energon and waited for him to wake up properly.
His optics flashed bright red as he on lined and they immediately fixed on her. She held that gaze as a smirk curved his rather well cut features. She wasn't going to let him push her around.
"Well, how's Prime's princess this cycle?"
"I'm fine," she said coolly, ignoring the jibe.
"What about you?"
"Fine," he said with a shrug, sitting up and rubbing his face.
"But we've got a long day ahead of us Elita, so get ready."
"Right," she said sardonically, jerking her cuffs.
His smirk widened, his optics travelling over it.
"Since you haven't tried to get away, I'll be kind and let you have few moments free."
So saying this, he leaned over and undid her cuffs completely so that she was free. She stared at him before getting to her feet. He watched her but didn't react. She took a step backwards and he still didn't move.
"I'll just have a walk around then," she said softly and he nodded.
She could feel his optics on her as she walked about, taking care not to stumble on any potholes or junk. She knew he was probably hoping she'd tried to escape but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Besides, she'd rather obey him for now if it meant getting out of those cuffs.
She wandered over to a section that was made up of an old machine which looked like it was meant to crush rock and metal. At least, that's what she guessed it was for by what little she could see of it but much of it was broken or utterly rusted. She doubted anything useful was left inside this machine, any good parts would have been salvaged long ago.
Still, she was curious, you should never let any useful parts go to waste so she took a closer look. Embedded in the part that crushed the materials were some faintly glowing crystals. She carefully reached out to touch them, they surprisingly didn't crumble under her touch.
She tugged them out and examined them closely. They glowed just a touch brighter but she had no idea if they had any value. So she sub spaced them for now, and continued on her way, exploring the cavern.
She didn't look at Megatron though she could feel his gaze. And it was just as well he was watching her so closely as she found out a few moment later.
Something hit her head and she glanced up to get a face full of dust and tiny rocks. But the moment, she heard a shout before sometime rammed into her. As she gasped, she felt Megatron forcing her to the ground and covering her with his body as the cavern suddenly shook with an earth tremor causing a hail of metal and rocks to rain down.
She couldn't make a sound, Megatron was crushing her, there was noise everywhere as the roof of the cavern continued to fall on top of them. But the time it was over, Elita could barely moved, she was completely covered by both grit and Mech.
He shifted and shoved himself out of the pile, leaving her in a hollow of the stuff. She twisted, staring up at him as he looked back down at her, debris trickling off his shoulder and head. She was sure he was probably dented and cut from the rock fall but he hadn't hesitated to save her from the worst of it.
For a moment, they just stared at each other and then suddenly Megatron swooped down and crushed his lips against hers. She couldn't move, she was pinned by this single point of pressure against her lips meaning Megatron got a kiss without protest.
But then Megatron shoved himself off her fully and stalked away, taking stock of this latest tremor. She pushed herself up, finding that she was buried waist deep in all this debris, which showed just what a lucky escape she'd had.
"When something falls on you down here, you don't hesitate, just get out of the way," Megatron now growled as though she should have known this.
"I might not be quick enough next time."
"I...I'll try," she said softly, wondering what that action and that kiss could mean.
To be continued.
Author's note. Elita and Megatron run afoul of some of the creatures which dwell in the old mines but what happens? Find out next time, until then.