Chapter 19: Jungfrau
...Till the monster stirred, that demon, that fiend, Grendel, who haunted the moors, the wild Marshes, and made his home in a hell Not hell but earth. He was spawned in that slime, Conceived by a pair of those monsters born Of Cain, murderous creatures banished By God, punished forever for the crime Of Abel's death. The Almighty drove Those demons out, and their exile was bitter, Shut away from men; they split Into a thousand forms of evil-- spirits And fiends, goblins, monsters, giants, A brood forever opposing the Lord's Will, and again and again defeated. (Ll. 101-114) -Beowulf
With the vampire in critical condition, the Autobots and Lockdown had to take Lockdown's ship back to Cybertron to get Blitzwing better medical treatment. Bulkhead decided to stay behind with Sari to protect the city. It was also because Tediz-Leader didn't know where else to stick them in the story, but that's not relevant (hey, at least I'm honest about it!). Anywho, the small group was in the hallway close to the ICU, where Sentinel was currently stomping over to Optimus. Ratchet sighed and rubbed his optics. This was not going to end on a happy note...
"Optimus," The Prime yelled, obviously frustrated, "Would you care to explain why there is a Decepticon in the med-"
"They know, Sentinel..." Sentinel paused, staring at the Prime in a confused manner.
"You mean about Blitzwing or...?" The others except for Lockdown stared at the sudden change in Sentinel. Was there a glitch in his processor that was making him switch moods?
"No, Sentinel, I mean that they know that I'm an incubus..." Everything fell silent as Sentinel seemed to think something over. He spoke up again.
"So, does that mean I can stop being a total glitch-head to them?" Optimus nodded and gave him that devilish little grin he seemed to have aquired with revealing himself.
"Yup!" Sentinel smiled a warm, genuine smiled that made a little bit of Bumblebee die inside. The yellow bot cleared his throat.
"Um... What's going on?!" Sentinel laughed nervously. A lot more died inside Bumblebee.
"I'm a demon, too." He stated. "Unlike Optimus here, I feed off negative emotions like hatred and anger." Ratchet sighed in frustration.
"Why does that not surprise me?" He grumbled. Sentinel laughed, and Bumblebee felt as if the Apocalypse was very close at hand.
"I'm very sorry, everyone, I really am. You guys are just always so nice and friendly, and there I was acting like a fragger. I would have told you all sooner, but demons can't reveal themselves, unless it's an emergency or you figure it out yourself." Confused, Bumblebee spoke up.
"So... if demons can't reveal themselves, why are you telling us?" Sentinel draped an arm over Optimus's shoulders.
"We're family. Cousins, actually. And we vowed that if one of us was revealed, the other would do so as well." Everyone seemed to understand the logic. The yellow bot slumped in his seat and fell silent. Sentinel sighed.
"I know what you'e thinking, Bumblebee... I won't get mad. You can go see him. But if Red Alert tells you to get out, just come back here..." The dhampir gave his ex-sargeant a sad smile before thanking him and making his way towards the room that held the fallen vampire. Entering the room, Bumblebee pulled up a chair and sat next to the berth holding the triple-changer. Due to the injuries on his back, Blitzwing had to lie on his front. He was still unconscious, even though Ratchet did all he could to try and stop the internal bleeding. Hesitantly, Bumblebee took one of the large, black hands into his own, as if touching the vampire would soothe his broken spark. He'd lost a father once; He didn't want to lose another one any time soon. Hearing the door open, the yellow bot wiped some stray tears and focused on the door. Red Alert paused at the doorway, holding a large, old book.
"Oh... Am I intruding?" She asked politely. He shook his head, giving her a sad little smile as he let go of Blitzwing.
"No, not at all... I'll leave if you want me too..." She shook her head, still holding that sweet smile of hers.
"It's fine, Little One. You can stay, though I advise you to scoot back a little." He did as she said, scooting his seat back towards the wall. After all, he didn't want to be in the way. The femme walked over to the counter and set the large book down, opening it to a certain page. She read it over before reaching up towards the cabinet. She shifted through many different jars and cubes until she pulled out a bottle full of a blue-colored energon. She drank it all in one gulp and threw the cube away. Bumblebee looked at her in amazement. She blushed.
"Sorry... I was a little low... and I need it for the spell..." Bumblebee nodded in understanding until he played what she said over again in his head and stopped. Spell?
"Wait, what-" She gave him another sweet smile, which made him shut up. Red Alert walked over to Blitzwing, hands glowing a light blue.
"Before I start, know that I am trying to get all his internal structures back in the right positions and places. It will look and sound horrible, but trust me when I say I'm healing him... And I suggest you lower your audios..." Before he could ask, the femme slammed her hands down on vampire's back and started kneading in every direction. Blitzwing roared out in pain, making Bumblebee clasp his hands over his audios. After what seemed like an excruciating two minutes of healing, Red Alert removed her hands from the vampire, and Blitzwing was on his knees and elbows on the berth, panting harshly as he coughed up some blood. Red Alert seemed unfazed as she took out a syringe from a drawer and walked over to Bumblebee.
"I'll need some of your blood. You are his 'son', in the broadest of terms, and I need some to help him... His energon is low from the blood loss." He stuck his arm out eagerly, and she extracted just enough to make him feel dizzy. Another medbot came in with a few cubes of energon before leaving quickly. She placed them on the counter as she mixed in the dhampir's blood with the energon.
"What are you doing?" Bumblebee asked as he applied pressure to his wound to stop the bleeding.
"Unlike normal bots and dhampirs like you," She explained, "Vampires cannot fully digest energon. They need already-processed energon, like blood. With just a little blood, energon, and a small spell, I can pretty much make these cubes full of blood." Bumblebee grimaced. She laughed.
"I know. It's gruesome. But at least it'll help him get his strength back..." She handed a cube to the triple-changer, who downed it all in one gulp. Taking his time with the second one, Blitzwing shifted so he was sitting down. She gave him a friendly smirk.
"Long time no see, vampire..." He licked some blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I see you are still alive und young..." She chuckled.
"I only look young, my dear. Unlike you lucky bastards that stop aging, I still age. I think my kind actually ages faster unless we use that youth spell..." Bumblebee shifted awkwardly in his seat. Blitzwing took notice and laughed quietly.
"I zhink you should explain yourself to Bumblebee over zhere..." The femme rolled her optics playfully before walking over to Bumblebee.
"If you haven't guessed by now, Little One, I am a witch."
The one thing Mirage hated more than Decepticons were Decepticon vampires.
Unlike 'normals', 'supes' could sniff out other supes by the scent of their blood. While vampire blood had a strange, ashen smell to them, were blood tended to smell more... lively, for lack of a better word. Also, depending on the animal they turned into, the smell could either be very musky or not at all. Weres were also very warm-blooded and gave off more body heat than vampires, which seemed to give off almost no heat and had cold blood, save for those whose abilities gave them some type of control over fire. Faes, like him, had a sweet smell to their blood, and had 'normal' body heat. The main reason Mirage couldn't go on undercover missions unless Red Alert made him a special potion was because of his blood scent. Vampires went crazy for fae blood, and because his blood was half-fae, he was in more danger if he was ever caught.
Mirage was currently in Longarm's office, invisible both in vision and scent. He had always known Longarm was a vampire, but something told him something else was going on, a fae's intuition, if you will. He watched in silent, morbid fascination as Longarm transformed into Shockwave, one of the more powerful and second oldest vampire of the Decepticons, slam Rodimus against the wall.
"I thought I had made it clear that night I turned you.. You answer to me and only to me unless Megatron himself orders you otherwise!" He hissed venomously as he gripped the other's neck with his claws. Rodimus struggled, trying to keep the sharp talons from digging into his neck.
"I... I had... to... D-Direct o-order from... from Ultra Magnus..." The red Autobot was thrown on the ground harshly, making him cut his lip in the process. Shockwave straddled his back, placing his claws at the back of Rodimus's head. He pet the Autobot gently, if that was even possible.
"I guess I can excuse you for that..." He replied with a feigned gentleness, "Now what has become of that little creation of yours?" He lowered his head to the Autobot's audios. "Is he still having nightmares?" Mirage felt sick when he saw the cruel gleam in the vampire's optic. Rodimus's frame shuddered in anger.
"H-He doesn't deserve this-"The Decepticon smashed his head on the floor before he could finish. Mirage flinched when he saw his friend's mouth stained with more of his blood. Shockwave flexed his claws over the Autbot's helm.
"I do not remember asking you for your opinion..." He pulled Rodimus's head up high and leaned inot his audios again.
"Remember that I am your master, and you are my slave, in every sense of the word." He purred darkly. Mirage could only watch in silent horror as his friend and superior was forced to interface with one of the Autobot's most powerful enemies.
A young bot, possibly no more than thirteen in earth years, woke up to find his ankle shackled in a dark, cold dungeon. He tried to remember what had happened to have gotten himself in this mess until the door to the cell creaked open. Oil Slick walked quickly towards him and put some stasis cuffs on the youngling before taking off the shackle.
"W-Who are you? W-where are you taking me?" The youngling cried out frantically. He really shouldn't have snuck out that night. Oil Slick did not even smile or frown when he practically dragged him across the hallway towards another darkly lit room. The bot barely made out the figures standing around in a circle until he stared at the seeker that was bound by his wrists with shackles from the ceiling.
"What's going on?" He asked fearfully. The seeker looked at him with worried optics as a cloaked figure made his way towards the youngling. The seeker began crying out frantically to try and stop the figure, but his cries were ignored.
The last thing the youngling felt was the sharp, crooked dagger stab him in the neck cable.
Starscream watched in horror as Hook murdered a young bot in front of everyone. The warlock held a bowl under the wound, collecting the blood. It made the seeker's internals churn sickly as the corpse was dropped carelessly on the floor for the other vampires to feed on. They attacked the corpse like a group of savage dogs that had made their first kill in a month, tearing the youngling's body limb from limb.
Hook made his way back towards the seeker, setting the bowl down on the table holding the other items for the potion. Starscream struggled, hoping he could get loose somehow. He lashed out with his legs, the only thing that was not tied down. Megatron used that ability of his, and Starscream felt like his pedes were glued to the ground. Hook came back into view, holding the bowl, and called Megatron out. The Decepticon leader grabbed Starscream's helm roughly, tilting it to the side that Blitzwing had first bitten into. Dipping a finger into the blood, Hook covered the scar with the pink liquid. He then drew some sort of transmutation circle over the seeker's chest and interface-panel. Megatron let go, still keeping the seeker's pedes frozen in place.
"Soon, my lovely little seeker..." He purred darkly as he caressed Starscreams helm. "Soon, you will be mine, and my little bastard of a creation won't be able to do anything about it..." Starscream tried to get away from the vampire as best as he could, but a sudden coldness flowed through his veins that made him shiver.
"W-what are you doing to me!?" He cried out in fear. His veins felt like ice was flowing through them. Megatron's smirk widened.
"I'm removing Blitzwing's claim over you, my dear..." he purred as he gently took the seeker's chin between his thumb and index finger. "I am nulling the claim, I am severing that disgusting bond you share with him... I'm making you a virgin..."
Blitzwing gasped as he felt something cold in his spark. Clutching his chest tightly, the vampire placed the other hand on the berth to steady himself. Bumblebee panicked.
"Blitzwing, what's wrong!?" Red Alert stared at the vampire with sad optics.
"It's starting, isn't it?" Blitzwing started to breathe heavily. He nodded as he gripped the berth tighter.
"Well, get his location before the bond is cut!" Blitzwing closed his optics, focusing on the seeker's fear and sadness. Bumblebee looked around, confused.
"What-" The medic shushed him. The dhampir bit his lip as he waited in silence for Blitzwing to talk again. After what seemed like forever, the triple-changer's hold on the berth relaxed. Everything was deathly silent. The witch stepped closer to Blitzwing, afraid of the inevitable.
"Blitzwing...?" He kept his head lowered. Bumblebee could feel the sadness radiating off him.
"It's gone... Mein Star... I cannot sense him anymore..." Blitzwing's frame shuddered with every intake he took. Bumblebee swallowed nervously before getting up from his seat and making his way towards the vampire.
"Blitzwing...?"
"I can't believe zhey did zhat... Getting a warlock..."
"Blitz?" The vampire kept rambling.
"Mein Star... He ist gone... Forever..." Bumblebee was in front of the ex-Decepticon now. He bit his lip.
"...Dad?" Blitzwing froze. He looked up at the yellow bot.
"Bumblebee?" The yellow bot twitched as Blitzwing said his name.
"Bumblebee..." The triple-changer brought up his hand. "Come here..." Bumblebee stepped closer to the vampire, almost knocking him off the berth as he hugged him tightly. The dhampir cried into Blitzwing's shoulder, remembering the death of his father. The triple-changer rubbed his back in comfort.
"Ve'll get him back, Bumblebee... I promise..." Bumblebee pulled away, wiping his optics.
"J-Just don't freak out like that again, okay, Blitz?" He asked with a sad smile. The vampire slid off the berth, making his way to the monitor in the room. Red Alert just stared at him with a bored expression.
"I take it you know where he is then?"
"Ja... zhe haf him in vone of zhe bases on Cybertron's moon zhat's very vell hidden..."
"Wakey wakey, slave-bot..." Starscream opened his optics, blinking several times to adjust to the brightness of the med bay. Hook was looking down at him while injecting something into his arm.
"It's just a serum to help with the dizziness. Now get up..." For a Decepticon warlock, Hook could be a little kind when it came to medical matters. The seeker slid off the berth and stood, noticing his ankles were shackled with stasis cuffs. His wrists also had some strange bracelets that rendered him powerless. He froze as he noticed that his pelvic armor had been removed, as well as most of his other armor.
"Wha-Where the slag's my armor!?" Hook just rolled his optics and threw him some garments.
"Just shut up and put these on... You're really in no position to yell at me, you know..." Starscream's nightmare had come true; His bond with Blitzwing was severed, he was a virgin again, and now he was altered to be nothing more than Megatron's little sex slave. He wanted to cry at that moment, but he knew it wouldn't help with anything, so he just did as he was told and put the 'slave outfit' on. He pouted as he found that the garment was more of a very long pink loincloth connected only by red pearls. They made his hips look big, and normally, that would have been fine. There was also a thigh cuff with a dark red jewel on it. Hook glanced at the seeker.
"Huh... Megatron sure has weird tastes..." The seeker was feeling very uncomfortable. There was a sudden knock at the door, and Hook went to answer it. Starscream was hoping that it wasn't Megatron.
"Oh... Hey, Skywarp..." Starscream sighed in relief, but when he got a look at the mech at the doorway, he felt as if he was looking in the mirror. The mech was a seeker that looked exactly like him, only the coloring was different from his. Skywarp was purple and black instead of gray and magenta, and his outfit was... poofier in the back, for lack of a better word, seeing as it was made from purple feathers. He also had silver chains cascading down his thighs. The purple seeker also stared at Starscream, taking a few steps towards him.
"Oh wow..." He breathed, "Y-you look j-just like h-him..." Starscream raised an optic ridge.
"Like who?" Hook decided to end the discussion short and pulled back Skywarp.
"Sky, I need you to take him to the harem chambers, okay?" Skywarp nodded.
"Y-yes sir. Um... Do my b-brothers know?"
"They should... Isn't your sister with them?"
"I-I haven't s-seen her today..." Hook sighed and nudged Starscream towards Skywarp.
"Follow him. The spell hasn't fully sunken in, so enjoy your purity while you still can..." The seeker gave the warlock a weird look before following the clone to the chambers.
"So... How many more are there?" Starscream asked, curious. Skywarp picked at one of his fangs as he thought, a strange habit of his.
"F-four others; A-and w-with you and m-me, t-that makes s-six..." Starscream stared at the seeker.
"Are you okay?" Skywarp nodded.
"Y-yes... I-I'll explain later..." Getting the message that he didn't want to bring that up right now, Starscream changed the subject.
"So... How are the others like?" Skywarp looked around before turning left and turning back to Starscream.
"W-well... M-my brothers are all different. Y-you see, Th-Thundercracker-"
"What about me, Skywarp?" Skywarp yelped in fear and hid behind Starscream, peeking over his shoulder at the blue seeker that emerged from the shadows. He gave Starscream a once-over and scoffed.
"THAT is the original that Megatron's been hunting down? Please..." He took Starscream's chin between his fingers, pulling him closer. "I'm FAR more superior than HE is!"
"Oh, you're so right, my dear brother!" A golden seeker emerged from behind them. "Nothing can match your brilliance. Although..." The new seeker looked over Starscream like Thundercracker did and traced the line on his wing. "He does have a certain beauty about him..." Starscream pulled away from the other's touch, only to run into a white seeker.
"Liar; He is far too ugly to be a harem slave! In fact..." He wrapped an arm around Starscream's waist and grabbed his chin in his other hand. "He's not turning me on right now~" Skywarp decided that things were going too far and tugged on the golden seeker's arm.
"S-sunstorm, he's o-off limits! C-can't you p-pull off R-ramjet?"
"Oh, but my dear brother! How can you resist a beauty such as him? Besides, he looks so much like Thrust, and I have been missing my dear brother..." Sunstorm approached Starscream and ran his claws over the seeker's wings again. Starscream tried pulling away from the other seekers.
"Let me go, dammit!" Sunstorm ran a claw over a really sensitive spot, making hm buck into Ramjet. The white seeker glared down at him.
"Now that REALLY doesn't arouse me~" Starscream grabbed Ramjet's hands, trying to push them away. Something pulled him back, knocking him to the floor. He fould himself staring up at Sunstorm.
"You should really try to relax a bit. Stress really will not help that pretty little face of yours..." Starscream struggled to get up, but Sunstorm seemed to have pinned him down by his wings. Something else pinned down his legs, and the blue seeker climbed on top of him and glared.
"I am the superior clone! Allow me to demonstrate my superiority-" His threat was cut off as something grabbed the seeker and threw him off. Whatever was pinning him down released him, letting him scramble to his feet. Megatron currently had the blue seeker pinned to the wall. Skywarp was cowering in a corner.
"My dear Thundercracker... What were you doing with MY slave?" The blue seeker choked, strugglng to get free. He clawed at the older vampire's hands, making them bleed. Starscream felt a sense of deja vu as he remembered the time he scratched at Blitzwing's hand. Thundercracker only growled in anger.
"I... HATE YOU!" The other clones cowered back into their corners, and Skywarp was physically shivering. Megatron slapped the blue seeker across the face.
"Must we always do this , Thundercracker? Your brother was NEVER this troublesome..." Thundercracker spit out some blood, baring his fangs at him.
"Of course he wasn't; All he did was spread his legs for you-" Another hard smack landed on Thundercracker's face, and the white and yellow seekers disappeared. Skywarp was curled up in a ball in the corner, weeping silently. Megatron dropped the blue seeker on the floor.
"Get back to your chambers before I change my mind and kill you..." The seeker ran out as fast as he could, leaving the remaining three mechs in the hallway. Megatron turned to Skywarp and began making his way to him until Starscream stepped in front of him.
"Leave him alone, Megatron. He's done nothing wrong!" Skywarp looked up, shocked at the seeker defending him. Why was he doing this? The anger seemed to have left the tyrant, and he brought a hand up to the place on Starscream's neck where his scar used to be.
"I suppose I can forgive him... After all, he saved you..." He brought his lips to Starscream's neck, planting a small kiss. Starscream shivered.
"... You're still mine..." Letting the seeker go, Starscream helped Skywarp get up. Megatron turned to Skywarp.
"Take him to Shockwave's chambers. He's on Cybertron right now, so he's not using that room..." Giving Megatron a small bow, Skywarp took Starscream's wrist and led him to the new chambers.
'Oh screw it,' Starscream thought as he felt tears falling down his cheeks. Crying never helped, but it sure felt good when you needed to release some emotions...