Hey guys, welcome back! I have missed all of you very much! Are you all ready for another fun chapter! I know I am! Lol. This chapter won't be very much fun though. I should probably go ahead and warn you that there will be a lot of torture in this chapter and it will get gory.
If you wish to skip the torture scene, I will mark the beginning and end for you. It's pretty bad, I felt slightly sick writing it. But I needed to write it for the story. If you're under the age of 17, please skip it. Read at your discretion.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is me. My character. Jessica. She shares my name. Okay, let's read the story!
Chapter Eleven:
My head was spinning when I woke up. I tried blinking away the blurriness in my eyes, but failed. I couldn't focus on where I was or what had happened. Everything was just cold. I was cold. I could hear somebody talking, but I couldn't make our the words, nor could I see them. All I saw was a shaky blur of red and silver figures… very tall figures.
My head rolled and I moaned, feeling nauseous all of a sudden. I tried to roll to the side, feeling the impending need to puke. I couldn't move though. I was strapped down. I moaned again, coughing as I tried to withhold the rising vomit. "What is wrong with it?" I was finally able to make out words of whoever was in the room with me. I tried blinking again to clear my vision. I knew that voice and it was trouble.
I was in trouble.
"I don't know much about insects. I think we might've used too much gas when we knocked it out. Maybe we accidently poisoned it?" The second voice replied. I didn't recognize this one, but that didn't make me feel much better.
"How can this fleshbag possibly be the Allspark if it can't even handle a bit of gas?" The first voice growled. The room finally halted and, after blinking a couple more times, I was finally able to see. I looked at my captors and glared. They were Decepticons. I recognized the first one as Starscream, current leader of the Con army. The other one was new, I vaguely remember the incident at the museum and I think he was the one who had taken down Optimus.
The Cons smirked down at me darkly. "Hello, human. My name is Lord Starscream, leader of the-"
"Yeah, yeah, leader of the Decepticons, blah blah blah. I really don't care tinhead." I interrupted him with a sneer, much to his fury. "Why don't you just tell me why you decided it would be a good idea to kidnap a twenty-one year old college student."
Starscream scowled at me. "How dare you speak to me that way. I could kill you with a single swipe of my talons." He stroked my cheek with a finger, digging into the skin enough to draw blood. I withheld a wince at the pain, not willing to give him any sort of reaction. I knew it was only going to get worse from him.
"But you aren't going to. You didn't kidnap me just to kill me. Soundwave could have easily destroyed me back at the museum. Instead he brought me here, to you. So Lord Starbutt, why am I here?" They both were taken aback by the ferocity of my tone. Clearly they expected me to be a weak, whimpering child who begged for them to release her. I would never give them the satisfaction of hearing me beg.
"You are a feisty one, aren't you?" Starscream chuckled menacingly. "No matter, we will soon break you. I'd like you to meet our doctor, Knock Out. He's going to try and figure out what makes you tick. After all, it's not everyday you come across a human Allspark. Don't worry, I promise it will be extremely painful." Starscream's face got close to me and he grinned, showing off his razor sharp teeth.
I spit at him, slobbering most of his face with my saliva. "Ahh!" He yelped, backing away quickly and nearly colliding with Knock Out. I laughed as he danced around in horror, trying desperately to wipe it off. "Knock Out, get me a rag or something! Ew, ew, ew, it's disgusting!" Starscream howled. Knock Out left the room quickly and came back with a rag. He handed it to his leader and Starscream quickly wiped his face. "Yech! Now I'm going to need a disinfectant bath." He looked absolutely repulsed and I giggled again. "Keep laughing, insect. You won't be for much longer."
"Whatever you say bucketbrain." I winked, utterly amused by his vanity.
"Good luck, doctor. Make sure it hurts." Starscream nodded at Knock Out. The other Con returned the gesture before Screamer left the room, arms folded behind his back and mumbling about insolent fleshbags.
"So, it's just you and me, huh?" I smirked at the Decepticon doctor.
Knock Out didn't reply. Instead, he was walking around the room, muttering to himself as he gathered a bunch of different tools. I tried not to get too worried when I saw some of them. They looked very sharp. And painful. I wasn't very good with pain. I never thought I'd be in a situation where I was about to be tortured.
The Con turned towards me. "Anything you'd like to say before we begin?" He grinned maliciously
I laughed. "Yeah, fuck you. The Autobots will make you pay for this." I promised him with a determined glare. My heart was hammering away in my chest and I never felt fear like this before. But I had to believe Primus had a plan for me. I just needed to trust in him.
"I doubt Primus would entrust great powers like the Allspark with someone as insignificant as you are. You just got lucky somehow." Knockout filled a springe with some sort of green liquid. "Now, brace yourself, because this will hurt."
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(Torture scene, skip down if you don't want to read this!)
The needle pierced my skin and he empty that stuff into my bloodstream. Immediately, my arm felt as if it were on fire. The fire spread throughout my entire body as it traveled. I held back a scream, but I couldn't stop the tears from gathering in my eyes. The veins of my body glowed a purple color.
"Huh, you have energon in your blood. That is odd. I thought humans reacted negatively to energon. No matter, I can use this. Perhaps if I drained all the blood from your body, I can somehow separate the two and study it." Knock Out smirked.
"That's insane." I bit out. The fire was slowly cooling down. He laughed. "Perhaps, but it will be so much fun to try." The decepticon grabbed a sharp knife and cut a line down my right arm, starting from my shoulder and going all the way down to my hands. I couldn't stop the cry of pain that time.
My blood poured out, bubbling from whatever substance Knockout had put in me. It wasn't a dark red like normal blood, but instead was a deep purple color. "Very fascinating." Knock Out mused. He collected a sample of it. "I wonder if it's like this all over your body. Let's find out, shall we?" This time he cut down my left leg, starting at the top of my thigh and stopping right at my ankle. I couldn't see what it looked like, but Knock Out's hum of approval probably meant it was the same.
"I wonder if the Allspark changed your bone dexterity?"
He plunged the knife deep into my leg. This time I did scream at the searing pain. He cut through the muscles, opening the skin of my leg up to show the bone. I writhed against my bonds, trying desperately to get free. Tears were now making tracks down my cheeks. "P-please, s-st-stop!" I begged but Knock Out just laughed. He grabbed what looked like a wrench. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I could feel him stick it into the wound on my legs. "NO! Please!" I cried.
He snapped my bone with a sickening crunch and I screamed. White, hot agony coursed through my body. Knock Out laughed, amused with my pain. "You are so weak. Why would anyone believe you had any kind of ancient powers. Humans are not meant to interact with Gods."
Bile rose in my throat again and this time I couldn't stop it. I twisted my head as much as I could and threw up all over the side of my face. "Disgusting." Knock Out grimaced. I could hardly breath. Some of the vomit went back down my throat, causing me to choke. I coughed hard, trying desperately to breath again. Knock out walked away and when he came back, he shoved a tube roughly down my throat. When he pulled it out again, I was able to breath once more. "Weak insect."
"Please, leave me alone." I tried begging again. Knock Out laughed again. "Sorry, fleshy, I'm nowhere near finished with you."
He pushed a button and my bounds came undone. I tried pushing myself up, but the pain that flared up from the tiniest of movement cause me to collapse once more. "Cliffjumper will kill you." I promised, glaring up at him defiantly.
"I'd like to see him try." Knock Out sneered before roughly picking me up. I screamed again, my head growing fuzzy as the pain became too much for me. I looked down at my leg, gasping when I saw the bloody mess it was. My skin was bruised black and purple all the way up my leg and the gaping hole nearly had me sick again. I could see the broken bone sticking out from the wound.
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(Alright, the gorey stuff is over.)
Knock Out carried me into another room. This one had a some sort of orb-shape machine. He laid me on a cot and strapped me into it. "W-what are you doing n-now?" I asked, my teeth grit in pain.
"You'll find out." He grinned darkly. I did not like that look.
He pushed the cot into the orb machine and closed the door, locking it. Nothing happened at first. Then it began to glow a bright green color. As soon as the light made contact with my skin, it burned. While it was painful, it was easier to endure than what I had just gone through. I knew that it was some kind of radiation.
It was probably around twenty minutes that I was in there. Knock Out pulled me out of the machine and looked me over curiously. I looked over myself too and was surprised to see that it hasn't affected me in any way. My skin didn't turn pink, nor was it glowing.
"Interesting. The last human I tested this thing on was nearly liquidized after ten minutes. You were in there twice that and don't even have a burn. The Allspark certainly has had an interesting affect on you, doesn't it? Interesting indeed. Starscream will definitely want to know about this. He'll be just as fascinated as I am. I wonder where he's disappeared to." Knock Out looked intrigued. I was horrified. They did experiments on humans? How did no one notice this? Why would they torture people? I knew they were evil, but I hadn't realized how sick minded the Decepticon army truly was. "Hm, no matter. I have a pressing engagement to get to, insect. We will have to continue our fun tomorrow."
He unstrapped me again and picked me up. Then he put me inside a large, narrow tube that just barely had enough room for me to sit down with my legs stretched out in front of me. He sealed it up, though I doubt I would've been able to climb to the top anyways. Knock Out wave goodbye, smirking smugly.
I flipped him off.
The Decepticon either didn't know the gesture or just didn't care because he left after that. I groaned to myself. I couldn't believe I was stupid enough to think that I could handle facing a Decepticon. I had practically frozen in Soundwave's grip. Every memory of my training seem to just disappear the moment I was face to face with a real Con. How could I have been so stupid? Who knows what Knock Out- or worse, Starscream- had in mind for me.
And who knows if I would actually survive it. Something told me this was only the tip of the iceberg. I knew the torture was to see how much the Allspark had changed me physically. The radiation treatment was probably for the same reason. So now they knew how little the Allspark had changed my more human vulnerabilities. I imagine they'd be surprised when they saw how quickly I healed. I could already feel that the more simple cuts were healing up. My leg would probably take some time. When my ribs had been broken, it took nearly two days for them to heal completely.
They will most likely try to test my powers next. Who knows what exactly that would entail. I wouldn't show them easily. They'd have to do something pretty big to get me to crack. I needed to remain strong though. The Autobots were no doubt doing everything in their power to find me and bring me home. I could only imagine the lecture I was going to get from Ratchet… and my guardian.
God. Ratchet.
My heart clenched at the thought of him. The last time we spoke, it was an argument. We'd been having so many of those lately. My feelings for him were so strong, yet I kept screaming at him and pushing him further and further away. I mean, sure, he wasn't making it any easier, but still. When you loved someone, you listened to them and you compromised with them. I hadn't been giving any thoughts to Ratchet's feelings. In fact, I routinely disregarded them. It's no wonder he was so angry with me.
All he's ever done for me was to protect me, or to teach me. And how did I repay him? I lied to him, I ignored his feelings and I treated him like shit. I was such a selfish person and I hadn't even realized it. I was constantly victimizing myself because of my past, but how could I ever move forward with my life if I didn't try?
If I ever got out of here, the first thing I was going to do was tell Ratchet everything. I was going to tell them all everything. Because they were my friends… no, they were my family. And they deserved to know who I truly was. I wasn't strong enough to escape on my own and I wasn't even sure how I could. I knew nothing about the Decepticon warship. This was my first time here. I knew the Cons had their own groundbridge but I wasn't sure where it was. Besides, I'm sure they kept it guarded.
For now, I just needed to play it by ear. That and pray the Autobots were able to find me. They were my only hope now.
Somehow, that thought made me feel better.
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Cliffjumper's POV
When I was called back early from my mission, I certainly hadn't expected what I came back too. From the moment I drove into the base, I realized it was in utter chaos. When I transformed, everyone had turned to stare at me, each looking equally guilty and terrified. But when I met Ratchet's gaze, all I saw was pain. And anger. Mainly pain though.
Then I realized that there was one person missing.
"Where's Jessica?" I asked, trying not get ahead of myself. There were plenty of reasons why she wouldn't be there, right? Maybe her parents needed her, perhaps they had a family emergency? Or maybe something had happened at her school? I bet she was just hiding around the base somewhere.
I knew none of those reasons were right though. Not when I looked around at my fellow Autobots and human friends.
"Jessica has been taken… by the Decepticons." Optimus replied, his optics meeting mine and I could see the guilt and defeat in them. "But we will get her back, Cliffjumper. You mustn't do anything rash."
His final words didn't register in my mind. Instead, my thoughts just kept repeating that she had been captured. My charge had been taken by Decepticons. My best friend was in the hands of the enemy. How could this possibly have happened? She was supposed to stay here, in the base. That wasn't something hard to do. She was supposed to be safe in the base. What had happened?
"How?" I growled, my optics flashing in anger.
"She and the other humans went on a covert mission to collect an Energon Harvester from a museum. Unfortunately, we did not anticipate Soundwave's involvement. He got away with her and the harvester." Optimus explained.
My spark beat wildly in my chest. My partner was in danger. She was captured by the Decepticons. "No. How could you let this happen?" I snarled, turning my glare on each one of them, including the children. I glowered at Ratchet the longest. "You were supposed to protect her. I counted on you to keep her safe and you let her go out. All of you knew that the Cons were after her and yet you allowed her to be put in their path."
I pushed everything off of a nearby table, scattering a bunch of papers on the floor. The humans back away, inching closer to their guardians in fear. I was too angry to care. They were here while my girl was gone. "How can I ever trust any of you again?"
"Cliffjumper, we will get her back. I swear to you on my spark. We will not rest until she is brought home." Optimus promised, but his words were empty to me. I looked back over at Ratchet, but he was glaring at the floor. Why hadn't he stopped her from going? I thought he was overprotective just like me, because he cared about her as much as I did. Was he really so angry with her that he'd just let her go out unprotected.
"I tried to stop her." Ratchet growled and slammed a fist on the wall. "But she wouldn't listen to me. She is the most stubborn girl I have ever met in my entire life."
I scoffed. "You shouldn't've let her out. None of you should've. I don't care if you tied her up in one of the back rooms. I thought you would keep her safe. She might be a human, but she has powers unlike anything we have ever seen before. She's the Allspark."
"Jessica was not a prisoner, Cliffjumper. We cannot keep her locked up here, it would just cause her to rebel and put herself in danger." Optimus sighed. "But you are right. Jessica isn't like most humans. Training or not, Jessica was a target by the Cons. We should've done more, I should not have allowed her to leave."
My anger deflated at Prime's dejected tone. It was pretty clear that he was beating himself up, they all were. Jessica was important to all of us, not just me. Screaming at one another wasn't going to get her back. We needed to come up with some kind of plan. "So what are we going to do to get her back. Do we have any clue where the Decepticon warship is right now? Or is it going to be a wild goose chase?" I finally asked, determined to get started right away.
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We didn't get very far in our planning. Finding the Decepticon warship was going to be a challenge. It would be one even if they weren't hiding someone they knew we'd come after, so you can imagine how careful they were being now. We talked for a couple hours before deciding to take a break and regroup in a little while.
The Autobots with charges left to take them home. Optimus and Sunstreaker went on patrol while First Aid decided to get some recharge. That left me with Ratchet. I knew he was taking this as hard as I was.
"I'd ask if you were alright, but I already know the answer." I spoke after a few minutes of silence. Ratchet didn't reply. I hadn't expected him too. He was pretty much a master at concealing his feelings, no matter how intense they were. Everyone knew he loved Jessica, whether he'd admitted it himself or not. I already knew Jessica loved him because, you know, she told me. "She still cares about you, you know."
Ratchet tensed and turned around to glare at me. "And why should she? All I've done is ignored her and treated her like she didn't matter to me when she has been everything to me for several months now."
"You two had a fight. Jessica knew she had messed up and she understood why you were angry with her. She was simply waiting for you to forgive her." I informed him with a shrug. Ratchet huffed and turned away from me once more. "You know she has some secrets in her past, everyone here does. Trust me when I say they're pretty big. Jessica's been working on becoming a better person. She wanted to be someone that you would like… maybe even come to love."
I wasn't sure why I told him her secret. But somehow I knew it was the right thing to say. Ratchet froze I used the L-word. "She doesn't love me… she couldn't possibly." His optics grew and shrunk at a rapid rate as he processed Cliffjumpers words. "Why would she ever have feelings for me? I've pushed her away."
"Technically she pushed you away first, when she lied to you. Look, I can't pretend to understand Jessica's thought process. All I know is that that girl is crazy about you. I'm pretty sure she has been since she first laid eyes on you. She never gave up hope that the two of you would make up one day and be friends again. Jessica has a hard time trusting people with her past, but she trusts you with her future. And I know she'd never make the mistake of keeping something from you again." I pat his shoulder and smiled sadly. "We'll get her back, Ratchet. Then I'm positive she'll tell you all this herself."
I turned away and left the room, suddenly feeling very exhausted. I knew Ratchet would need some time to process everything I told him. But somehow, I knew it would all work out. We would get Jessica back and those two would finally make up. Then I was positive they would finally admit that they had feelings for one another. I wasn't sure how a Cybertronian/human relationship would work but that really wasn't any of my business. I knew that if anyone could do it, it was them.
Now we just needed to rescue my charge from the Decepticons.
Alrighty, so this chapter is hella shorter than usual, but hey, it's a fun chapter! In case you were wondering, Knockouts pressing engagement was street racing. However, since everyone at the base was worried about Jessica, Jack never accepted Vince's second challenge. He and Arcee still smoked him the first time though.
Also if your still confused on why I tortured Jessica, it was mostly because Knockout wanted to test the affect the Allspark had on Jessica's physical body. So basically he wanted to see if she was like indestructible. He found out that she was not. She bled and she could break bones. However, she was immune to some things, like the radiation. It was something of his own making. It wouldn't affect Cybertronians all that much, but it should've completely boiled a human alive. The Allspark obviously protected her from that.
Anyways, next chapter takes place during Sick Mind. Predatory will also be thrown in somewhere. I honestly forgot it needed to be included. For some reason, I thought sick minds was next. So I might have it mentioned after the next chapter. It might just be chapter 13 instead of 12. But yeah, the next one will be like this chapter, it'll mainly focus on Jessica and her predicament. The episode will feature a little more than this chapter did, but not as much as most chapters. See you all soonish. Bye!