Bumblebee/comlink/dreams
:Spark bond:
~sibling/creator bond~
Warnings: Major character deaths, revival and miracles from Primus, fluff, cuteness, sparklings, mpreg, violence, blood, gore, mentions of interfacing and/or rape, abuse, AU (mostly I believe, you tell me), possilbe OCness for characters, torture, tissue warnings (I will tell you when the major ones are since everyone is different), birth, angst, comfort, loving, kissing, and anything else I can't remember. You know the protocol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro and others. I only own my characters. Optimus' girl owns Webshocker, Nighthunter, and Darkhunter.
Megatronus got up to begin the solar cycle. He had a death match against one of his good friends. The Senators were coming to watch as they always did. The silver gladiator left his sleeping mate in their shared berth as he headed to the rec room. He saw his friend drinking a small cube for the match that day.
"Good morning Gearshift," Megatronus greeted sadly. He, too, got a small cube and drank the whole thing in one go. "Whoever wins my friend, just know that this doesn't put anything between our friendship."
"I know Megatronus. It is just how life is for us," said Gearshift. "At least if I die, I won't have any regrets. I do wish there was another way."
Megatronus nodded in agreement. There were many matches where he had "killed" his friends, faking their deaths and taking them to a medic afterwards. Most of them lived, while others died of energon loss. Darkstrike kept them hidden, reformatting their bodies and giving them new names in case the Senate ever found out. If they did, Empurata was one punishment besides being used as live furniture or killed slowly by having crystals grow from their bodies while immobilized.
Darkstrike came in, hugging the two mechs in farewell for when one fell. He hated this, but did what he could. 10% of his fighters were reformatted, but would also die in other death matches. Megatronus slightly nodded to his owner, secretly telling him the plan he had in mind.
"Well Megatronus, this is it. I'll give it my best, even though I already know the outcome. It was nice knowing you brother. Give me a good death," said Gearshift before heading into the ring.
Megatronus sighed as he followed, blinking at the bright lights. His optics locked onto the large stand, the symbol of the High Council. (A/N: the Autobot symbol. Found in TFP with Orion's and Megatron's backstory. Pause it when it shows Megatronus winning in the Pits. It is under his left arm.) Those sick fraggers were watching from their luxury spots. The alarm beeped and Megatronus ran to Gearshift. The other mech dodged and went on the defense as the silver mech attacked.
As the continued their dueling dance, energon came from both mechs as blades cut into their bodies. The crowds went wild with each spurt of blue fluid dripping to the arena floor. Megatronus could see the High Council enjoying the bloodshed. Oh how he hated those mechs who forced him to kill. Megatronus thrust forwards with his sword, hearing the pained gasp and the splatter of energon. He had finished it quickly to end to amusement the Senators held.
Gearshift shook as he looked down at the sword imbedded into his chest. Energon seeped pass his lips, dripping down. He smiled up at Megatronus, nodding in understanding before falling off the blade. Megatronus retracted his blade, bending down and holding onto Gearshift.
"Hey, tell my kid... sire did his best," Gearshift requested. Megatronus nodded, letting the mech go limp. The crowds groaned at it being finished in just a few kliks.
"The winner is Megatronus!"
The silver mech carried Gearshift to the medibay, hoping he wasn't too late to save the mech. He knew that Gearshift had a daughter that was a mere youngling, as old as Prowl and Barricade. Her carrier had died in labor and Gearshift was left to raise Bright by himself.
"Does he still live?" Darkstrike asked, leaning against a wall in the medibay.
"For now. I knocked him into stasis, but I don't know if he can survive," said Megatronus, letting EMT and Hyperspeed work.
"We got it from here Megs. Why don't you go see Metelic?" EMT suggested. "She missed you and has something very important to tell you."
~~~000
Megatronus walked into his shared quarters, instantly spotting his sparkmate sitting on the berth and rubbing her chestplates. Concern and worry entered his field and the bond. What Metelic all right? Was she ill? Megatronus went to her, kneeling down. His servos grasped at her own.
"Metelic, what is it? EMT said you needed to tell me something," said Megatronus.
"Yes I do. I'm sparked with triplets," said Metelic. Megatronus' optics widened. "Wanna see?"
Megatronus nodded, directing his gaze to his mate's chest. They opened and the silver mech could see three small sparks whizzing around the larger spark. One came up front, pulsing at him in greeting. Large, clawed digits lightly traced the small spark, feeling the energy jump to his digit.
"I-I'm going to be a sire," Megatronus whispered. "I'm going to be a sire! Oh Metelic this is amazing! We should go tell Amma and Appa and the other gladiators!"
"Slow down Megatronus. One thing at a time. The other gladiators know and so does Darkstrike. I've been taken off the fighting list for now. I get put back on two decacycles after they are sparked. Darkstrike gave us the solar cycle off and tomorrow. And I have made plans to go to Iacon in a klik. Ratchet and Ironhide are expecting us."
"Then we should depart at once."
~~~000
"Megs should be here any kilk now," said Ironhide. "Metelic said it was important."
There was a knock at the door, alerting the mates. Ironhide opened it, pulling Megatronus into a hug and greeting Metelic with a kiss to her servo. Ratchet motioned for them to come join them on a couch. Prowl and Barricade got up, their attention diverted from the holo screen to their elder brother. The silver mech bent down, picking up his younger brothers and hugging them before standing up with them in his arms.
"Megatronus, are you gonna stay?" Prowl asked.
"Until tomorrow I will. We have something to announce," said Megatronus, looking to his adoptive creators with sparkling optics. "Amma, Appa, we are expecting. Metelic is sparked with triplets."
"Congrats son," Ironhide said, slapping Megatronus' back. "Can't wait ta see tha little ones in a joor."
"Are you excited?" Ratchet asked.
"Very. Darkstrike was kind enough to take Metelic off the fighting list," said Megatronus, frowning slightly. "I hope that Gearshift is all right. It was a death match today. I did my best to make it look like I killed him, but I put him in stasis. His spark and brain module will be put into another body if he is strong enough."
"Megs, does this mean we can play with your sparklings?" Barricade asked.
"Yes it does, but you have to wait a joor and then some until they are a bit older," the large mech said.
"Awe why?" both whined.
"I don't wanna wait that long," Barricade added.
"Because they will be weak and fragile. You two were the same way," said Ratchet. "Now, how about some energon and then two little younglings need to go to recharge. It is getting late and I'm sure Metelic and Megatronus are tired from their trip from Kaon."
~~~000
Megatronus laid on his back in the spare berthroom with Metelic sleeping on his chest. He couldn't recharge. The thought of being a sire scared him but also excited him. He hadn't thought in a million vorns that he would be there now with a loving family, a wonderful mate, and three sparklings. It was more than he could ask for. His thoughts wondered to his creators. The memories he had of them were faded, but he kept those two datapads Alpha Trion gave to him. The elder mech was kind enough to teach him on his time off in the Pits through the vid com. Tomorrow he would visit his teacher, having not seen him since the solar cycle he was taken away.
Metelic shifted slightly, a small smile on her lips. Megatronus smiled down, rubbing his servo over her backplating. His gaze went to the window, showing what few stars would that were bright enough to be seen through the city lights. Both moons made their way across the skies as they continued their orbital cycle. Slowly, the large gladiator fell into recharge, curling his arm protectively around his mate's form.
The morning light filtered in and casted its shine upon the two bondmates. Megatronus moved around as he onlined, Metelic joining him shortly. The mech greeted her with a kiss.
"Good morning my love," Megatronus whispered.
"Morning," Metelic said. Her HUD flashed. "I guess it's time to refuel. These little ones are taking a lot out of me already."
The two got out of the berth, making their way to the main room for some energon. Ratchet and Ironhide were already up and about, reading datapads or getting ready for work. Prowl and Barricade joined after a while, getting their fuel before they left to their academy.
"So any plans?" Ratchet asked.
"I was thinking of visiting Alpha Trion this solar cycle," said Megatronus.
"I wanted to go explore around a bit. I haven't been to Iacon very often," said Metelic.
"Ah can join ya. Ah have tha solar cycle off," said Ironhide. "We can pick up Prowl an Barricade later on when school is out."
"I will be home late again," said Ratchet. "The hospital has some newbies that I need to train."
"Then we shall see you when we can. I have a match tomorrow so Darkstrike expects us back tonight," said Megatronus. He gulped down two large cubed before depositing them. He said his farewells to his brothers and mate before heading to the Hall of Records.
The silver mech entered the cool building, looking around for the familiar mech. He didn't spot Alpha Trion, so he headed to the elder's office, knocking softly when he arrived. The muffled voice gave the okay to enter and Megatronus did, smiling at seeing his old teacher again.
"Megatronus, so good to see you again," said Alpha Trion. He waved at a seat in front of his desk where he was working. "How have you been over the vorns?"
"I have been doing well. I bonded with one of the gladiators and she is currently sparked with triplets," said Megatronus.
"Oh how exciting. I hope they come and visit every now and then," said Alpha Trion.
"I'm sure they would love to come to Iacon when I have a solar cycle or two off. Amma and Appa would want to see them," said Megatronus.
"And spoil them before handing them back," said Alpha Trion with a small laugh. "When I become a grandcarrier, I shall do the same. Nemesis is thinking of an heir in a few vorns. Right now would not be good with how much he is away. It is rare I see him now."
"Being the Prime is a heavy duty. And so is Lord High Protector. The Council keeps busy from what I hear. One mech has been secretly helping out. I believe his name is Shockwave."
"He is a good mech, always helping out the lower caste when the upper ignores them. Nemesis is still trying to eradicate the caste system. Now, how about we talk more about you and your life."
"I was thinking more about you. I have not seen you since you went down before I was taken."