Chapter 3: Instinct
Never in her life was she a fan of being dragged down corridors to a mysterious location, right now was no different. Perhaps this was punishment from primus in some way for what she had done in the past. Or, maybe this was just for his entertainment? What ever it was she wasn't overjoyed to be in this situation at all the opposite actually. The mech suddenly gripped her upper arm almost making her squeak in pain; closing her mouth in a thin line she stopped the noise from leaving her vocalizer. Swiping the hand that wasn't gripping her arm, he opened the door revealing a small training room. A couple of mechs stood on ether side of the room, Megatron stood across from her Starscream and Soundwave on wither side of him. Pushing her in, she slightly stumbled before regaining her balance raising her head high as if she never stumbled. Motioning with his left hand he waved the mech away. "Leave, Barricade."
Nodding his head once he turned on his heel and left, the doors sliding behind his retreating back. Never breaking eye contact with the silver mech in front of her she waited quietly, thousands of possible escape plans running through her CPU quickly one at a time. Finally he broke a small smile across his face, one that was sinister and promised evil with a kiss. "Sharp as a blade, quicker than lightning they say you are. Perhaps you weren't such a…waste of my effort," stroking his chin as if he were caressing an invisible beard his smile grew bigger.
"Of course I was such a waste for you. I can only imagine what a strain it was for you to command your soldiers to care for me so you wouldn't have to." The smile quickly faded from his face as if it never was there in stead he pressed his lip plates in a tight smile, his jaw clenched. Standing up from the throne he sat at, he stepped down the steps dangerously like a lion getting ready to rip a throat apart. A pang of slight fear ran through her but quickly pushing it down she met his blazing red optics with her ice blue ones. Before she even had a chance to see what was happening he grabbed her neck tightly gripping it not allowing air to leave or pass through her. Lifting her up to his optic level as she was only two head smaller than him, he growled at her as she tried to unhinge his hand from her body.
"If I wanted I could've more than gladly left you to die on the streets as a worthless piece of scrap you are," To prove a point he tightened his grip even more before dropping her without warning. Falling hard on her knees she desperately gasped for air, glaring as she watched him proceed back to his throne plopping back down. "Prove to me I no longer waste my time with you, femme." He hissed through his clenched jaw. Snapping his fingers a mech stepped away from the wall on the left coming to Megatron; obediently.
Pushing herself from the floor once she felt her body go back to normal she held her neck as if cradling a sparkling. "You will go against one of my warriors and let's see if what they say is true about you." The mech stood in front of her getting in a battle stance. He was only a head taller than her with silver plating, getting ready as well she waited for the queue to begin. "Proceed Sideways." Shadowblur waited patiently, muscles locked and coiled ready to pounce on him. Coming at her she already saw flaws in his stance, legs to far apart, body not square enough making him a bigger target, an arrogance that surrounded him like a hugging cape. Too easily she twisted on her heel to the right; he passed through the space where she was. Seeing his unprotected back she ran and jumped planting her feet on his shoulder blades using her weight to push him down as her arm plating moved and swirled into place, a plasma gun now where her left hand used to be. Pushed the gun to the back of his helm he tried to get back up, seeing this she hit his kidney with the back of her right heel sending his left side into a paralyzed state. One by one they all fell some a little easier than others but all the same they fell. Panting hard she stood over the last contender as he slightly groaned from the floor holding his middle while various cuts oozed pinkish fluids. Looking around she looked for any other still standing mech in the room, there were only three left, Megatron and his 2nd and 3rd commanders. Still trying to coax more oxygen into her systems she stood up straight from her fighting stance using her foot to push the damaged bot at her feet away from her as far as possible. Stroking his chin once again he adopted a look of deep concentration his eyes roaming over her scratched, dented, and occasional bleeding form seeing that over all she didn't have any major damage which was surprising as she fasted 16 of his best men. Or, so he had thought were his best men now only proved themselves weak in his eyes, after a while of pensive thought he nodded slowly. "Perhaps I could still put you to good use, femme." Resisting the urge to growl at him she just watched him wondering quietly what he had planned now for her. "But, I'm still not convinced entirely of your abilities." Raising her head arrogantly at him she didn't even think about filtering the words that now came out of her mouth. "Still doubting me? I just took all of the men you had; easily. And, yet you still have the audacity to say you still doubt my abilities! I was raised up fighting; you should have no doubts clouding your processors."
"Very well then if you are so sure of your abilities…Starscream proceed towards the floor." Smirking, the seeker gladly moved away from the right side of Megatron towards the training room floor positioning himself in front of the fuming femme.
Face to face they stood, only a couple of inches separating them. Blue optics glared into the red ones of the seeker as he quietly leaned forwards smirking cheekily at her. "If there is any thing left of you, I'll be delighted to burn it." He whispered towards her direction.
"There's no doubt in mind you wouldn't be delighted to. Any scrap left of me would be the closest you've gotten to a real femme." Growling at her the smile vanished from his face as his optics brightened even more in anger.
Megatron's voice echoed across the room as he gave the ok for the battle to begin. Quickly both their bodies fell into a deadly dance across the training room floor.