The twisted TF fangirl presents: Dark Spark
Setting: TF: Prime
Rating: M (interfacing, non-con situations, general angst)
Pairings/Characters: MegatronxOC
Disclaimer: Transformers are property of Hasbro...I just own the OC
Summary: A femme is reunited with the Autobots on Earth after being held captive on the Nemesis.
Shaba finds difficulty adjusting to life on Earth with Team Prime and has continued flashbacks from her imprisonment by the Decepticons.
The young femme's frame trembled slightly as she continued to lay in recharge in Optimus Prime's berth. Her processors, initially blank, now once again began to recall the torment that Megatron and the Decepticons put her through. Shaba began to cry as one particularly brutal situation manifested itself once again.
"No, please Master, I BEG YOU!" the femme cried, attempting to back away from that hulk of a mech. Shaba couldn't get far, backing into a wall. "Please, please, I'm so sorry…I'm so exhausted, I couldn't help it", she continued to plead to Megatron, who advanced slowly, purposely intimidating her before unleashing his brutal punishment. Those crimson optics narrowed and a snarl formed on the warlord's faceplates as he lunged forward and yanked Shaba up against his frame. "You know what's coming, slave. Did I not tell you that you will only recharge with me in my berth!?" With that, Megatron spun around and headed toward his private chambers, Shaba roughly in tow.
Much later…
"Scream louder for me femme, LOUDER! I want to hear every one and remember it for Vorns to come. I want to remember every mark I lay upon you, every drop of energon that bleeds from you." Megatron growled with a sadistic leer in his vocalisers. He had his femme slave in his private chambers, chained up and whipped raw. Shaba screamed in agony and knew things were only going to get worse…and worse they did. Megatron resubspaced the electrowhip and released her from the chains, only to roughly lead the femme over to his berth, tossing her onto it. Shaba screamed and agony and arched her ravaged back sharply, energon trickled from those gashes as well as her mouth. The tyrant then wasted no time climbing atop her frame, pinning her shoulders down hard as he took her once again…and not gently at all this time around.
She jolted out of recharge and sat bolt upright, heavily cycling air through her vents. Tears continued to trickle down Shaba's faceplates as she glanced around the room, dimly lit but with a warm glow emanating from parts of the walls. The Prime didn't seem to have many possessions, but his quarters had a warm calm to them. "Well, might as well take a walk and check out the rest of my new home" Shaba yawned as she stretched her limbs and exited the room. She followed a large corridor that led back to the main control room, the medbay being off to the side. The Autobots here didn't have a large facility, but what they had was adequate for their small number, consisting of Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, and Arcee.
Shaba did not see any of them in the main control room, which also seemed to double as their recreational space, as well. The femme did notice there was some…thing in the room, no…things, and they were moving about, and one of them scurried toward her feet. Shaba looked down at it, unsure of what to make of this creature. Were these things some sort of 'pets' that the Autobots had gained from the local organic population? If that was the case or not, the femme flyer looked down at the creature with some contempt, her gleaming emerald optics narrowing just enough to send it a message to back off.
"Miko, get back!" Jack Darby shouted when he saw the new femme was less than happy to see the young girl running full-speed towards her. Miko, of course, ignored him, stopping within a few feet of the ebony-armored bot. "Whoah! Another femme-bot, SWEET!" Miko shouted, jumping into the air. "I heard Arcee talking about you after you were brought in. So, you like…knew her back on Cybertron…you trained together?!" the young girl asked excitedly and incessantly. Shaba stood there, silent, actually awestruck that this creature displayed intelligence. The questions that it asked, however, were of a subject matter that did not concern it. The femme leaned down slightly, further establishing her stern optic contact with the creature. "May I ask why you are here, Earth creature and why do you persist in asking me something that is clearly of no concern to you?" Shaba replied, tersely.
There, that seemed to work as the creature seemed to be at a loss of words and took a few steps back, where another was motioning towards itself. "Miko, let's wait until we're properly introduced by Optimus" Jack said, holding her by a wrist while continuing to back away. The two then turned and headed over to an area that appeared to be set up for them, complete with furnishings. "Interesting" Shaba said, now more curious about why these creatures resided in the Autobot base. "Where are the Autobots?" Shaba asked, now more comfortable that their 'pets' were further away. Jack looked over at the femme. "Out on an energon scouting mission, they're getting pretty low on the stuff and trying to procure it before the 'Cons do is…difficult, to say the least. They are outnumbered out there and we're all very glad to see you…he said there were others out there, scattered to the winds after the Great War of Cybertron…" Jack trailed off, turning to look over at a large monitor in the main control room that showed a display which was constantly scanning for Autobot signals from space.
The femme was silent for a moment, thinking of what the creature told her about how Prime and his small band were currently outnumbered by the Decepticons and literally scrounging for enough energon to keep them all functioning. And, Shaba was yet another 'bot that would need it. She sighed, knowing that just staying in the base and hiding from the Decepticons just wasn't an option. As much as Megatron and his followers tormented her, Shaba knew that, eventually, she would see them on the battlefield. The femme then looked back over, and downwards, back to the creatures over in their little corner of the main control room…wait…there were three of them now, the third being even smaller than the other two. Shaba really didn't know much about alien organic life forms, nor did she want to learn much about them, either.
But, Shaba had to ask. "OK, just how many of you are there" she asked, a hint of irritation in her vocalisers. The smallest of the three, Raf, gazed up at the new addition to Team Prime. The youngest member of the team noticed the look in the femme's optics, which did not convey a warm look at all. He also noticed that the color of the femme's optics were a bright emerald compared to the sapphire blue of the Autobots' optics. The young boy then summoned the courage to reply to the ebony-armored femme. "Just the three of us, we're…the human element of Team Prime" Raf replied, motioning to Jack and Miko, who were now standing next to him. "I'm with Bumblebee, Miko's with Bulkhead, and Jack, who first discovered the Autobot's existence here on Earth, well…he's with Arcee" Raf continued. Shaba only nodded, not really caring who was with who. To her, these creatures were useless and annoying with their 'intelligence'. However, they had the femme's interest enough that she would be doing some research of the native species of Earth later on when she had some more time to herself.
"Hmmm, you can fly, is that right? I, uh…I mean, you transform into an aircraft" Raf pressed. Now, he was the one coming forward towards Shaba, who continued to stand in the middle of the main control room. Shaba did her best to not let a growl of discontent from her vocalisers, but merely nodded. "Do you have an Earth mode, yet? That's what Optimus said after they brought you here, that you have to find an Earth-based machine to mimic in order to blend in…they're robots in disguise". The femme audibly sighed this time and nodded again. "C'mon, Raf, she must still be tired and low on energon. Ratchet did say she's been through a lot before her arrival on Earth" Jack quickly cut in, after noticing the femme's deteriorating attitude towards them. "Let's play Racing!" Miko shouted as she jumped onto an old beat-up couch and grabbed a gaming controller. Raf took up the offer and within a minute, the pair were completely immersed in the video game. Jack still remained where he was, still looking up at Shaba, uncertain.
"Human" Shaba started off in a soft tone as she started walking slowly towards what seemed to be the eldest of the three. "Through a lot?" vocalisers slightly higher. Another step, emerald optics narrowing even further. "Human, you have no idea what I have been through!" Shaba was incensed now. She wanted this pathetic creature gone and she threateningly slammed a foot down within feet of Jack, who immediately dove out of the way and over the back of the couch where Raf and Miko were sitting. All three now cowered behind the ratty piece of furniture, knowing full well that it wasn't going to offer any protection from the angry femme. "Hey…where's Ratchet?" Raf asked, as the Autobot's Chief Science Officer didn't venture out of the base unless it was really urgent. Jack quickly took out his cellphone from his pocked. The CMO had modified the device to communicate with him and the other Autobots. He also knew Optimus would be out of range, but Ratchet had just gone on a short trip to gather some materials and was well within communications range. "Ratchet, help! The femme's on a rampage here and if you don't get back here and do something, well, let's just say 'squish'!" Jack shouted, mimicking what the CMO said the day the kids first arrived at the Autobot base.
"Scrap, I don't think he heard you, Jack!" Miko cried. She then cautiously looked up over the back of the couch. The femme was right there, towering over them. "Do I scare you? Good! I want you three to feel the same fear that coursed through me when I was brought before Megatron. You think this is all some game. You think it's fun hanging out with the Autobots…just wait. Just wait until you meet Megatron." Shaba hissed sharply, vocalisers dripping with venom. The femme was then suddenly distracted by a commotion coming from behind her. She spun around only to see a mass of red and white completely covering her field of view. She fell to the floor as the Ratchet pinned a wrist down and administered a serum that would induce stasis, the femme immediately feeling its effects.
"Whew, that was close!" Miko cried for joy as Ratchet once again carried the femme over to the stasis pod. "I should've never left her out of my sight" Ratchet sighed, shaking his head. "She should be out until Optimus and the others return". With that, the Autobot CMO returned to his workstation without even a second glance towards the children. "What was all that about, anyway?" Raf asked Jack. "I'm not sure, but there's something not right about that femme. I…I don't know if it's because of the length of time that she was imprisoned by the Decepticons or something more sinister, but one thing's for sure…she does not like humans" Jack replied while glancing towards the stasis pod. "Or it could be just a big misunderstanding. She did train with Arcee, so they're best friends and stuff, right?" Jack only sighed, hoping Miko was right in her assumption. "Well, I just hope that when Optimus returns, he and the others can show our new arrival that we humans are OK." Raf said, then looked at his watch. "And I do hope Bee is back soon, it's going past my curfew and I gotta study."
"Ratchet, what happened?" Optimus Prime asked his CMO when he spotted Shaba in the stasis pod, systems offline. It was much later and the kids had already left to return to their human guardians. Ratchet sighed as he turned from his console, the computer running several in-depth diagnostics on the femme's systems. "I'm not so sure, Optimus, everything seemed fine. I had gone on a brief supply run, the kids were here, and Shaba was in recharge in your quarters. Then, a short while later, I received a distress call from Jack saying that Shaba 'was going berserk' and was threatening to harm him and the others. I immediately returned and subdued her right away. One thing we could do is go over security recordings to see what triggered this outrage." The CMO suggested. "That would be a wise thing to do, my old friend. I fear that this young femme was subjected to more than just imprisonment aboard the Decepticon's ship. We have no idea just how long Megatron kept her there, starving her of energon, denying her normal recharge cycles…and even torturing her. I'm afraid from what I've personally witnessed back on Cyberton, there is no limit to Megatron's depravity." Optimus sighed deeply while turning a thoughtful gaze to Shaba.
The CMO audibly gasped. "By the Allspark….NO!" Ratchet exclaimed, shaking his head. The Prime continued looking in Shaba's direction, then lowered his head and sighed. "I'm afraid so, Ratchet. It was what ultimately ended our friendship. I saw Megatron for what he really was and I have no doubt he has committed the same atrocities against our new arrival". Optimus then refocused his attention on the CMO. "It would be best to keep a closer optic on her and not leave her unsupervised around the humans." He added. Ratchet nodded in understanding, but Optimus saw the worry in the CMO's optics. "You've noticed the injuries to her interfacing area, haven't you?" Optimus asked, taking a quick glance around and lowering his vocalisers so that the other Autobots couldn't overhear. "That I did, Optimus. It is what I've feared and what you've witnessed Megatron do to femmes on more than one occasion…what a sick mind and a corrupted spark!" Ratchet angrily spat, jumping up from his console. "Easy, Ratchet. The femme is safe with us now. It will take time for her to adjust and hopefully, in time, she will be a valuable member of our team."
Ratchet nodded and sighed, then took his seat once again at his console. "I've managed to pull up the security footage from earlier. Whatever the kids said to her really set her off, Optimus. It might be a good idea to keep them out of the base for the time being until Shaba learns more about things here on Earth…that and I need to run further tests on her and the less distractions, the better." The CMO added. The two Autobots then turned their attention on the corridor that lead to the main control room, as Bumblebee and Arcee were making their way from the supply room. "We just transported the last of the energon. Good thing we recovered that mine, our levels were approaching critical." Arcee said, continuing to approach Optimus. Her optics then turned to Shaba and she immediately gave a worried look towards Ratchet. "Unfortunately, your friend is in worse condition than I initially thought. Shaba is going to need some time in recovering as well as adjusting to her new life on Earth." Ratchet said. Arcee looked back upon Shaba, once again in stasis, and nodded. "Well, it's been a long day for all of us. We could use a nice recharge before the 'Cons start giving us trouble again. Bulk's already turned in and Bee and I are not far behind." Arcee added, suppressing a yawn as she and the scout started heading back to their quarters. Optimus nodded then watched until the pair were out of audial range. "I will do my best to repair her injuries…and fix this hack job that the Decepticon's pathetic excuse for a medic has done." Ratchet grumbled. He knew Knockout had extensive medical knowledge, however, Ratchet also knew of his downright smug and narcissistic behavior. Knockout cared more for his own wellbeing and appearance than that of his patients. The Autobot CMO would definitely have his hands full with Shaba.