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By : LeavesofMyself
Category: Transformers > G1
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LeavesofMyself: This is a sequel to "Torn Apart by Conception." This is written with Megatron's POV in mind. I'm sorry if it seems off, but he's hard to write in a way. I wanted to keep him in character some but at the same time, this is clearly an AU... (sigh) I probably could have done better but I still like the way it came out. Anyway, enjoy.
Chapter Warnings: AU!, Angst, and Mentions of MPreg.
Chapter Rating: T
Character(s) in Reference: Megatron (POV), Optimus (focus), Starscream (hinted)

Time Units:
Cycle: 1.25 Earth Hours
Deca-cycle: 3 Earth weeks
Vorn: 83 Earth Years

With rehearsed steps, his mate retreated into the refuge of their bedded chamber, his apparent last self-defense, his only standing shield to blind him so witlessly to the apathetically calloused truth. It had become their mundane ritual, their ceaseless morbid ballet. He, whom so tastelessly and mercilessly tore into his conquered mate's societal wounds, his unveiled scars until his mate was torn asunder from the pressure, the absolute fatigue of it all and his mate, so gifted was he in beauty (but what is beauty but a curse) fought back with such deadly refinement in abject jealously, though so rightfully placed. They clashed together, each struggling to over-power the other. A ceaseless morbid ballet, indeed.
Optimus. His mate. So many words to which he could so casually place upon his chosen's name. He was wondrously beautiful: Contrasting colors of the burning fire that nipped at the heels of his kingdom and the frigid air of the lustful dawn in a endless stalemate for dominance as they roped into one another, lacing intricate patterns up and down his mate's powerful chassis. With such beauty came the ability of voice: A deep soothing bass that entranced the very core of a mech; so much so that his mate could continue tirelessly in a state of exclamation but few, if any, would have the care to shush him. He was brave; he was careless. He was gentle, yet abrasive. Calm, yet passionate.
He was perfectly flawed.
It was his one and only flaw, the thorn inside of him that tore at him for vorns. He had failed in his duty as a mate, his one and only duty as a mate. They had tried, Primus forgive them; they had tried. Optimus conceived well-enough the first time, and took a motherly pride in caring for the un-sparked sparkling he carried within him. Unfortunately, no-more than a deca-cycle into the carrying, complications arose and the spark was lost. A deep scathing wound seared his mate's very soul. He allowed Optimus the appropriate grieving period; comforted Optimus's injured core when it became necessity; he played his role until Optimus agreed to once more try. A bitter success. The sparkling was carried to term and sparked without complications. Optimus could barely contain the bursts of joy and winsome that seemingly unconsciously filtered through their bond. He too lost himself to his own enlightened joy of his heir's birth. In the wake of celebration, catastrophe followed. He had awoken to his mate's spastic bursts of fear, horror, and denial in their bond. When he finally found his mate, Optimus had collapsed to his knees from the sheer overwhelming of disbelief, his large frame rocking as he cradled their sparkling to his chest plates, revving his engines harshly…. It was of no use. Their sparkling had passed. Assassination.
To count, they had lost seven sparklings total. Each time, the wounds took longer and longer to overcome. It was the thorn that broke them.
Optimus became a former shell of his once eccentric etiquette. Where he was confident, he was now doubtful. He was once optimistic, now he only saw the dreary. Once omniscient; now blind. Accepting; now faithless. Where he was perfect, he was only a mere flaw. And he, who was suppose to protect his mate, to shield him from the existence of pain, of loss, could only find savage satisfaction in placing the blame upon his burdened mate. It eased the ache, the suffocating weariness that consumed his processor….
The sound of the bedding chamber door opening tore him from his weary thoughts as he glanced across the room at his defeated mate.
"What is it?"
"I merely wish to know if my mate would join me." Optimus forced out, his oppressive blue optics desperately searching out for their counterpart's.
"I have business to attend to." Short. Simple. Harsh.
"Do not neglect me."
"I am not neglecting you, beloved. I must see to it that my consort has settled in."
Optimus visually bristled at his mate's answer. Dejected and anguished, he went to fight back.
"Surely, I am more important than some filthy har-"
"Hush, Optimus," Megatron commanded, his scarlet optics narrowing at the insult directed towards his consort. "I will come to you in a cycle. Understood."
With rehearsed steps, his mate retreated into the refuge of their bedded chamber, his apparent last self-defense, his only standing shield to blind him so witlessly to the apathetically calloused truth. It had become their mundane ritual, their ceaseless morbid ballet.

LeavesofMyself: I hope you enjoyed it. Please R&R!
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No Particular Reference	By : LeavesofMyself Category: Transformers > G1 Views: 2509 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: See full disclaimer in Chapter 1

No Particular Reference