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Hey guys! Been a while (again) but I'm back with the next chapter!

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Chapter 5: The Dark truth

Optimus woke up. Slowly. Groggy. His whole body was aching. The memories of what just happened to him then began flooding back. His attacker. It couldn't be... Not her...

As he attempted to move, he realised he was on a berth. Strapped to it, to be more precise. He tried breaking his binds, but he had no luck.

'So, your awake' a female voice said. He recognised it instantly, but refused to believe his thoughts on who it was.

But, as the speaker stepped into view, his fears were confirmed.

It was Arcee.

But, much like everyone else he had met in what Starscream had called this mirror world, she looked very different. Her whole chassis was a deep shade of purple, similar to the Vehicons on his world, and her optics blood red. The type of blood red that sent a shiver through his whole body.

'I wouldn't try breaking out anytime soon' Arcee said in that same seductively threatening voice. 'My boss wants to have 'talk' with you. And I'd be very impressed if you can break out of restraints like those'

Optimus was fully aware that he wasn't going anywhere for the time being. But he could read Arcee. She was the flirty type. And seemed to have a bounty-hunter-type air. He doubted she was, but had the right characteristics. He was sure of one thing. She was nothing like the Arcee he knew.

'Where am I?' Optimus asked.

'That's not important right now' Arcee replied in a playful tone. 'And I'm the one meant to be asking the questions. I'm sure you know how an interrogation works'

As she said, she began running her servo over his chest.

'Speaking of interrogations, I know two ways off getting information. The first you'll probably enjoy beyond your wildest dreams. The second?...'

She stopped running her servo, pressing down with claws and scratching across the left side of Optimus's chest. She did it slowly. Optimus gritted his teeth at the pain.

'Well, lets just say after the second way, your gonna which I had just killed you' Arcee finished.

Optimus let out a sigh. From both the pain and the thought that Arcee of all the femmes he'd met had put him in this position. It wasn't the Arcee he knew, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed in her.

'Anyway, enough chit-chat' Arcee stated. 'Who are you? And how did you get here?'

Optimus didn't answer. Instead he just glared at her. It was the type of glare Megatron had often given him in the past. And due to the unreadable expression on Arcee's face, he saw why it was so effective.

Arcee then unsheathed one of her are blades and put it to Optimus's wrist.

'Remember when I said the second way would leave begging for death?' She asked rhetorically, her tone now nothing but threatening. 'Well if I don't start getting answers, you'll never using this servo again!'

Even though the circumstances were not Ines he was use to, Optimus continued to maintain his calm persona.

'If you think death threats and cutting off my limbs are going to give you the answers you desire, we are going to be quite some time' he said in a calm tone, the Megatron-glare never leaving his faceplate.

Arcee's expression then became unreadable . She remained as she was for about half a minute, then sheathed away her blades.

'So, that's how you roll' she said, the flirt creeping back into her voice. 'A mech who can stand up for himself. I could enjoy spending time with you'

She then began slowly circling the berth Optimus was tied to in a very strutty manner.

'Mabey we got off on the wrong foot' Arcee purred. 'I could have been slightly more patient. So, if I ask again politely, and get the answer I'm hoping for, we can have a lot of fun'

Now this, Optimus wasn't expecting. All the torture he had been preparing himself for, nothing could have prepared him for this. No Decepticon on his world had ever tried interrogation by seducing their captive.

Arcee had began running her servo over Optimus's chest again. This time, a lot slower.

'Just think about it' she continued. 'Answer a few tiny little questions, and I'm all yours. You can do what ever you like with me.'

She then stopped circling him and bent down to his audio receptor.

'You know you want me...' she whispered, her voice practically overflowing with lust.

Optimus's mind was racing at this point. He still wouldn't give away anything, but at leat he was certain of one thing.

Starscream was right after all. He was in a mirror world.

'You can stop flirting with him now' a voice called out. 'He's a Prime remember? Or at least he thinks he is. Either way, seducing the information out of him is the most illogical method.'

The speaker then stepped into Optimus's view.

It was Ratchet. He now had his usual white and red replaced with black and red, and his optics were blood red, like Arcee's. But they had a look that Optimus hadn't seen for some time. They reminded him of something. Someone...

Then it hit him. The emotionless tone reminded him of the fallen Decepticon scientist Shockwave.*

'Your interrupting my play time, doc' Arcee said acidly towards Ratchet, her voice snapping Optimus back to the unfortunate reality he was in.

'Please' the medic scoffed. 'This is a specimen who isn't going to crack under what the insect inhabitants of this world call 'sexual tension'. He needs to feel a great amount of pain in order to achieve a effective physiological breakdown.'

Optimus couldn't help but feel his spark ship a beat. He had known Ratchet had a talent for achieving information from the enemy. He never wanted to even think about his old friends methods. But he realised he was about to get front row seats to the experience.

Two days later:

Optimus finally regained conscious as he awoke with a gasp. Ratchet had subjectsed him to ever form of torture he had seen. And then some he hadn't seen. The medic had thrown in everything but a cortical physic patch. Either way. His body was more then agony. He had scars and cuts every where he could think of. In had truly been an experience from the pit itself.

He quickly shut his optics as he heard pedsteps. He recognised them as Ratchet's.

'Data log' the medic began. 'It has been two days since questioning the subject began. I have inflicted every known method of torture I know, and yet, he hasn't even begun a phase one physiological breakdown. I'm have been wondering. Could he be the step we need into granting our leader the power of the ancients? Perhaps, he is worthy.'

Optimus then opened his optics and looked to where Ratchet was. He was standing next to the Star Saber.

As Ratchet continued he log, Optimus slowly realised what he had been saying. This worlds Optimus Prime couldn't use the Star Saber. But Ratchet believed HE could. The medic was right, off course, but clearly hadn't thought that far ahead yet.

But what he had done was show Optimus his way out. If he could get his hands on the Star Saber, he could get out and find Starscream. Find the real good guys of this world.

Half an hour later:

Optimus had somehow managed to doze off again. He was waking up slowly when he noticed someone was standing over him. At seeing he it was, he let out a gasp

The mech standing before him was black and silver, had an identical chassis to his own, deep purple optics, and a purple Autobot insignia on his shoulder.

'By the Allspark...' he gasped

Standing before him was this worlds tyrant of Earth and Cybertron

Optimus Prime ...

DUN, DUN DUUUUUUUUUN!

Yeah things are gonna be getting interesting next time

In case you were wondering about the * is because some people will not that Shockwave isn't dead. He is according to everyone in TFP at the moment cause this is before Beast Hunters

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