A/N: Another chapter! Also, there will be quite a few time skips as I run out of what to do when certain characters are a certain age. Especially since we near the start of the war and the rebellion. Also, I will be making this chapter much longer to make up for the times I didn't update at all for the past, well over a year, which I do apologize for majorly. I had bad writer's block for this story and got stuck. But it is back on a roll now that I've planned out how future chapters will be and I'm just filling in the blanks.
Guest: Yeah, it was fixed. I saw it, but thank you for pointing it out. As for some of the one-shots I've done for TBTI, I have thought about expanding on them, such as chapter 8. I might just one of these days when I get the time to. I wanna get a few stories completed before I post up some more. Well, aside from this story since it will take a ton of chapters to complete.
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.
"Metelic!"
Megatronus ran into the domicile, looking frantically around for his mate.
"Calm down Megs. She's recharging right now," said Rainfall.
Megatronus went into the berthroom, sighing in relief at seeing her. He had spotted the smaller berth with three seekerlings in it. He smiled, knowing that these were his sons. His reached out, touching each of their helms. They looked so precious. The middle sparkling, silver with a red stripe on his helm, latched onto the gladiator. It would seem that this one chose his sire more. The other two beeped and chirped up at the larger mech.
"I haven't named them yet. I was waiting for you," said Metelic, voice crackling a bit with static.
"I'm sorry I am late," said Megatron. "We had a problem at the Pits. That slagger of an owner died and they thought it was I who killed him."
"You're okay Megs. At least it was cleared up," said Metelic, sitting up now. "What should we name them?"
Megatron looked back down at his sons. He had one for the sparkling clinging to his digit.
"I like Starscream for the silver one," said Megatron. "And Thundercracker for the blue one."
"Then the youngest shall be Skywarp," said Metelic.
"They are so perfect. Thank you Metelic," Megatron said, kissing her helm.
"I heard about Whipback," Metelic said.
"Yes. I am glad he is gone. I do not know how, but something tells me this was no natural death. Either way, Whipback is gone. And I hear that Darkstrike's brother will be taking charge," said Megatron.
"Really? Airstrike is coming? Oh that's wonderful. He is just like Darkstrike, though he is very good at acting. So he will act like he is cruel like the others, but he is just like Darkstrike. I have met Airstrike many times when I was young before you came," said Metelic.
"Then we shall be in good servos," said Megatron. "Tomorrow I will take you home with our little ones. You will be safe there."
"I am glad," said Metelic.
~~~000
"This is your new home my sons," Megatron said.
The sparklings cooed as they looked around the arena and the rest of the gladiatorial Pits of Kaon. Metelic held onto Thundercracker and Skywarp while Starscream clung to Megatron's helm, laying right on top.
"Metelic! So glad to see you again my dear," EMT said, giving her a hug while avoiding the sparklings.
"It is so nice to see you again too EMT, Hyperspeed," Metelic said.
"And these must be the triplets," EMT said. "So adorable."
"Indeed they are," Hyperspeed agreed.
"We should have a sparkling one of these solar cycles," EMT said.
"Maybe one solar cycle," said Hyperspeed.
"When is Airstrike to appear?" Megatron asked.
"Later on," said EMT. He looked at the time. "So in about three groons."
"Excellent. That is enough time," said Megatron.
The silver mech went straight for the medibay. Metelic followed with the medics. Megatron went to Soundwave's side, grabbing his brother's servo.
"Oh Soundwave," Megatron muttered.
"He's making a slow recovery. However, we were unable to save much of his optics, voice, and audios. Ratchet and Pharma are coming tomorrow to see what they can do for him," said EMT.
"So carrier will be alright?" Laserbeak asked.
"Yes. At least for the most part. I don't know how well he will take this," said Hyperspeed. "Physically, we've done everything we can for him with our limited supplies. But mentally is a whole other story."
"I'll take care of him," Blaster said. "As well as his creations."
"Hello Blaster," Hyperspeed greeted.
"Heyyo doc," Blaster said. "Been a while Megs. And look at these cuties you have. They got their carrier's optics."
"Yes they do," Megatron said, careful when he moved his helm since Starscream was still laying upon it.
Thundercracker and Skywarp started chirping up at their carrier, pawing at her chest. Starscream nommed on Megatron's helm. The silver mech laughed, moving his son off his helm to hold him.
"I believe they are in need of fuel," Megatron said.
"I think so too. I'll take them to our quarters if you want to stay here with Soundwave," said Metelic.
"Thank you my dear. I will come and get you when Airstrike arrives," said Megatron.
"Sounds good," Metelic said, giving him a kiss. "I'll see you later. I love you."
"I love you more," Megatron said.
The silver mech watched as his mate and sparklings left. He turned back to Soundwave, sitting down next to him. Ravage was curled up by the slim mech's helm while Laserbeak and Buzzsaw perched above him. The twin sparklings were next to the medical berth in recharge. Blaster took Soundwave's other side.
The boombox rubbed a thumb over the servo he held, staring deeply at the injured mech. Soundwave was expected to be in stasis for a few orbital cycles, if not even a joor or so. The damage was bad. Megatron watched the mech watching Soundwave. He considered Soundwave a brother, even if Ratchet and Ironhide could not adopt the mech.
"You care about him," Megatron said.
"I do, very much," said Blaster. "And the minicons he has sparked."
Blaster rubbed Ravage's helm, getting the cybercat to purr.
"I am glad you are there for him Blaster," Megatron said.
"I always will be. He doesn't know it yet, but he has captured my spark," said Blaster with a smile.
~~~a few groon later
Airstrike landed at the Pits his brother used to work at. His spark clenched painfully with the reminder of his brother's death. He had vowed vengeance on the one who took his brother away from him. Thank Primus he was just like him, but also a very good actor around the other owners and their gladiators.
His red optics narrowed at the white mech leaning against the entrance. He sneered at he mech, knowing him very well. Airstrike approached the entrance, wings held up high as he strode by.
"Nice to see you back Airstrike," Whiteout grinned. "I prefer you over Whipback. You're the complete opposite of your brother."
"Do not mention that pathetic fool to me," Airstrike said in a dangerously low voice, looking over his shoulder. "You will learn rather quickly that I am nothing like my brother, nor am I anything like the scum you are. I am in every possible way better than you. I know the gladiators my brother had. I know their strengths and weaknesses, who will live and who will die. The same of yours and all the others. You will lose every gladiator you have in every death match."
"Don't count on it. That cocky attitude of yours will get you in trouble," Whiteout snarled.
"Whatever. I have better things to do than talk to some lowly mech that holds no true power," Airstrike said, sauntering inside and to where his brother's section was at, leaving Whiteout fuming. "Fragging slagtard."
Airstrike entered the code and walked right in, heading straight for the main area where meetings took place. He smiled at the hologram portrait of his brother that hung up. None of the other owners had portraits like this. Only Darkstrike had with him being so well loved.
"Oh brother, how I wish you were still here," Airstrike sighed. "Well, better go gather the others up."
Airstrike when to the wall and pressed a button that sent out a coded message to each of the gladiators to come and gather in the main area. It didn't take long for them to come together. The first to arrive was his brother's most prized champion, Megatron.
Metelic gave Megatron the sparklings before running over to Airstrike. She jumped on the mech, giving him a big hug. Airstrike laughed, easily holding her.
"Hello to you too Metelic," said Airstrike.
"I'm so glad you are here," said Metelic. "Come meet my sparkmate and sparklings. You already know Megatron."
"Hello Megatron. My brother spoke highly of you," said Airstrike.
"I would hope so," Megatron grinned.
"And who are these cute bitlets?" Airstrike asked, tickling Thundercracker's stomach plating.
"That one is Thundercracker, the oldest. The silver one is Starscream and the youngest is Skywarp," said Metelic. "I had them not too long ago."
"Well then congratulations are in order you too," Airstrike said.
"Thank you," Megatron said.
"We will have to introduce them to the rest once they have all gathered," said Airstrike.
It didn't take long at all before mechs and femmes filled up the room. Airstrike looked around, seeing one of the gladiators missing.
"Where is Soundwave at?" Airstrike asked.
"Still in the medibay I am afraid. He has been seriously injured in his last fight that has left him crippled. My Amma will be here tomorrow with his partner to see what they can do to help him," Megatron said.
"Very well then. I will stop by the medibay later then," said Airstrike. "In the meantime, hello everyone. As you may know, I am Darkstrike's older brother, Airstrike. I am just like my brother, so have no worries. But only you know that. To everyone else outside, even other gladiators and their owners, I am a cruel owner. I would like to keep it that way to protect you all. My brother had no worries in showing his kindness. However, Cybertron is much more cruel to mechs of a high respect such as myself. So if I act different when around you all and those that my brother trusted, then that is the reasoning. But we also have some newbies. I doubt they will be fighting at all though. Metelic, Megatron."
The two creators came up in front of everyone, introducing the seekerlings. The mechs and femmes cooed at them and awed as well as congratulated the two on such healthy sparklings. Airstrike knew that these sparklings would become a new hope that Cybertron needed. He just wished that they didn't have to live in such conditions as this. It wasn't right at all. But they will be given the best in life.
~~~the next solar cycle
"Megatron, Primus you've grown," Pharma said.
"Yes I have," said Megatron.
"Well I'm glad you are still kicking," Pharma said.
"Indeed," said Megatron.
"How has the mate and sparklings been?" Ratchet asked.
"They are doing great. They are in the medibay now getting a check up," said Megatron.
"Great. We were heading that way anyways. Come along then," said Pharma.
The trio headed into the medibay. EMT was just finishing up the check up of the three sparklings. Ratchet came over, cooing down at the triplets. Metelic leaned against Megatron, smiling.
"I may just have to steal these cuties for a solar cycle and bring them back spoiled," said Ratchet.
"I would not object," said Megatron.
"Neither would I," Metelic agreed.
"Excellent. I will speak with Ironhide about it," said Ratchet. "Now then, back to business. I heard about what happened to Soundwave."
"Yes. He is right over here," said Hyperspeed.
Ratchet and Pharma looked over Soundwave and the medical reports. The two talked and discussed what they could do. Ravage stayed curled up by the twins with Laserbeak and Buzzsaw above him. The three older ones were anxious to hear about how their carrier will be.
The two senior medics discussed privately over a comm link what they should do for Soundwave and if three of his senses will be restored. It took about a groon before the two finalized what they will do.
"We can help him. Just like what we did for Redflight's son Jazz, we will build something similar. However this will be a complete face mask. It will be wired into his brain module and CPU where it will pick up the data and send it to him. He will be able to see, hear, and speak again. But if he takes off the mask, he will lose it again until it is put back," said Ratchet.
"Oh that is excellent Amma," Megatron said. "I am really glad."
"We will get started on it right away," said Pharma. "If you wish to visit for a bit Ratch, I'm going to start heading back to get started now that I got the scans I need."
"Go ahead Pharma. I will meet you at the hospital tomorrow to work with you," said Ratchet.
"Sounds like a plan," said Pharma. "See ya later Megs."
"The same to you Pharma. Thank you for this," said Megatron. "The same to you Amma."
"That's what we do," said Ratchet. "Soundwave will be in good servos."