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Arkeville's Lab...
Blackarachnia was able to break Monique out of her cell and carried her as they tried to find a way out.
But they didn't make it very far when Blackarachnia felt a burning pain on her leg.
"AHH!!!" She screamed.
"Going somewhere?" Meltdown asked.
Oilslick grabbed her and brought her before Arkeville and his audience.
"Ladies! You're just in time to watch my latest experiment." Arkeville said. "Monique, I know you remember how I had trouble transforming your comrades? Well thanks to Blackarachnia, I have found a way to create trans-organics that will make even stronger soldiers. I call them...Insecticons! I will be using the human males to create them. Not to worry Lieutenant, your experiment was not a waste after all. I came to the conclusion that they may possibly want to mate, so that is where the human females come in, they are the best templates for creating trans-organics! It's too bad you couldn't be transformed this way, but luckily these girls will have it easier than you did."
Monique looked over and saw a group of young teenaged girls in a large holding cell. The younger ones were huddled together, but the older girls looked hardened.
"Where did you get them?" she questioned.
Arkeville explained his plan, "Only from the places where they won't be missed. From the underfunded orphanages to the inner city group homes for runaway or homeless girls. These girls have been through a lot, whether they lived in an abusive home where their father's, step father's, or their mother's boyfriends have molested them, or were sent away from home because they were too much trouble, or left home with their free will because they wanted to do whatever they wanted. Don't look at me like that. We're giving these girls a fresh new start in life, they will have a better purpose."
"Sounds more like you're taking them from one bad situation and putting them in another by forcing them to breed with those things!" Monique pointed out.
Swindle spoke up, "Actually...not just for the Insecticons, but there are plenty of mechs on Cybertron who would love to have a femme to warm their berths with! Or they can become exotic pleasurebots, and I know quite a few mechs who would pay highly for a taste of an organic femme! But if they aren't wanted for pleasure, maybe they'll be used as breeders to grow the Cybertronian population."
"This is so wrong, even for us!" Blackarachnia stated.
"Not when they don't have any other choice, like you when you were left behind on Archa Seven." Swindle said.
"No, you're wrong! I did have a choice, I could have chosen not to merge with the spider and take the chance of getting killed." Blackarachnia explained.
"And yet you want to get rid of your organic half. Seems you should've chose to die." Meltdown said.
That made her think about that and realized in a way he was right. She hated her organic half so much that she had wished she died instead. Especially after Sentinel Prime had rejected her when he saw her new form. Yet she did the merging because she wanted to survive and live. She also thought back to how Optimus wanted to help her, but all she did was kick him in the face and nearly killed his team mates.
Back when she was still Elita-1, she was always manipulative and enjoyed making mechs fight over her. After thinking they've won her spark, she'd break it by playing with another mech to make the other jealous. But one day it backfired when Sentinel thought she was his girlfriend and wouldn't leave her alone. She thought back to the time she tried to reach out to Optimus to help get Sentinel off her back, but got a huge surprise when she walked into his room that he shared with Rodimus, who was Hot Rod at that time.
Flashback...
"Optimus. Are you here? I need your help, if you're not mad at me. Hello?" She said, remembering the hurt look on his face when he saw her wrap her arms around Sentinel and him looking back and smiling.
But he didn't know that after that she had asked Sentinel if she could fire his large weapon, but he had replied "Oh no, no no! This is not for femmes! But you're welcome to stand behind me for protection while I fire this at the Decepticons!"
She opened the door to let herself in, but was shocked when she saw Optimus on the berth with Hot Rod straddling him.
"Oh Hot Rod!" Optimus cried out.
"Does this feel good?" Hot Rod asked.
"Yes!" Optimus answered loudly.
"Stick with me and I'll make you forget all about her!" Hot Rod purred.
Elita quickly closed the door and ran off, upset that she had lost Optimus to Hot Rod and was left to deal with Sentinel alone.
Blackarachnia snapped out of her flashback when Arkeville pointed at the girl who spat on him earlier and ordered, "Take this one and put her inside."
Masterson opened the door and tried to pull that girl out, but the others started hitting him.
"Oww! Hey! Quit it!" Masterson ordered.
"I'll do it!" said Oilslick as he reached his hand inside and grabbed the girl who tried to hide in the crowd.
"Put me down motherfucker!" yelled the girl, who was kicking and screaming in Oilslick's hand.
He threw her in the pod and slammed the door shut.
Arkeville grabbed a protoform that Swindle had acquired for him and placed it inside the other pod. "And now...let the transformation begin!" and flipped the switch.
A blood curdling scream came from the pod as her hand banged on the glass and slid down. Once the process stopped, Arkeville opened the door and out came a small femme bot.
"Complete transformation!" Arkeville stated proudly. "Put them all in, one by one."
The Insecticons, who were former human male prisoners, helped to get the rest of the girls in the pods. Each one screaming as they were turned into Trans-organics.
Autobot Base...
Ultra Magnus was brought in and quickly examined my Ratchet.
"So? How is he?" Optimus asked.
"I'm afraid it's not looking good. He has been so badly damaged that he has internal and external injuries, which requires an external power feed into his spark chamber in case it expires. I had no choice but to remove his left arm. Left anterior and posterior torso struts have been shattered. His pelvic joints have been forcibly separated from sacrum rotators. Ventral boron compressor is ruptured. Left distol piston rod distended. Both his left scapular magna fuses blown. Primary motherboard is cracked, his fuel pump occluded. Autonomic ROM has been corrupted, and finally his Cyberium plating has suffered third degree dents on 60% of his left side." Ratchet explained sullenly.
"Then we can only do what we can for him." Optimus replied sadly.
"There is good news though. The sparkling that Maggie Madsden is carrying is developing just fine." Ratchet said.
"That is good. Is it full Cybertronian?" Optimus asked.
"It appears to be." Ratchet replied.
"Will she be able to deliver when the time comes?" Optimus asked.
"I'm really not sure. But just in case, I am preparing an external gestation chamber in case it grows too big." Ratchet answered.
"Where is she?" Optimus asked.
"She's with Prowl and Lockdown." Ratchet answered unhappily.
"Are they inter...?" Optimus questioned til he got cut off.
"I don't even want to think about it! I mean if it was just Prowl, then I'd be OK with their interfacing. But with Lockdown too!?" Ratchet spat.
"Ratchet, I know that Lockdown is the reason Arcee had her memory wiped, but you are going to have to forgive him." Optimus said.
"How can I forgive him when Arcee is still locked up in the infirmary under spark support!?" Ratchet yelled.
"I know you're angry, but you know that Maggie needs to keep her bond strong in order for her and her sparkling to survive. Prowl is her link to Jazz, and since Lockdown is with him, he has to be included." Optimus told him.
"Yes, I know how bonds work like links. I just wish Prowl hadn't taken Lockdown as his lover!" Ratchet seethed.
"You know you can't help who you fall in love with." Optimus advised.
Ratchet huffed and stomped off.
Back on Cybertron...
Ever since they went to boot camp together, Rodimus Prime could tell that Sentinel seemed to have a quest for power and to always get whatever he wanted, or at least take away anything Optimus had. First by claiming Elita-1 as his girlfriend, which broke Optimus' spark. He and Optimus became berth buddies to help him get over Elita, but then Sentinel tried to get him away from Optimus! It was amusing to see the look on Sentinel's face when he rejected him, but the pestering afterward was not fun at all. He retaliated by fawning all over Optimus whenever they were around Sentinel.
Back to the present time. Once it was announced to Cybertron that Sentinel was now the new Magnus due to reports that Ultra Magnus died, he knew that quest for absolute power was real.
Yet he didn't believe that Ultra Magnus was dead. In fact, there didn't seem to be a body. Normally when a Magnus dies, a grand funeral is given in honor, but there was none for Ultra.
Sentinel claimed that a war was not the appropriate time to have one, even though one had been given for Zeta Magnus when the war had begun.
"Rodimus, you might want to see this." Red Alert informed him about the latest broadcast from Sentinel.
"If it's another propaganda commercial, forget it!" Rodimus responded.
"Just watch this." she said as she turned the volume up.
Rodimus and Red Alert, along with Hot Shot and Mirage, watch as Sentinel appears at a podium on the news channel.
"Citizen's of Cybertron! As your new Magnus, I shall make Cybertron even better! Stronger! and completely safe!" Sentinel announced loudly, the crowd cheers afterward.
He commands, "As my first act and in effect as I speak, any and all organics are banned from this place! Any trips to organic planets is completely forbidden! On another note, any Cybertronian that has set foot upon an Organic planet or even come into contact with one, shall be exiled from this planet!"
"I guess Sentinel is exempt from that rule." Rodimus remarked knowing that Sentinel had been to Archa Seven.
"He's exempt from all his own rules." Mirage added.
Sentinel continues, "But to restore Cybertron to it's former glory, I shall return to the treacherous planet Earth to bravely take care of The Decepticons right away so they cannot return and retaliate! However, being the good Autobot I am, I shall give them a chance to redeem themselves by becoming our slaves!"
The crowd who had been brainwashed by Autobot propaganda cheered, but those who still believed the core values, and those who realized Sentinel contradicted himself about taking the trip to Earth, did not cheer.
"And now I'd like to present the first Decepticon slave! He was once the most loyal servant to Megatron, but now he is most loyal to me! If he can be changed, so can any Decepticon! I give you...Lugnut!"
The crowd gasped.
"What?" Rodimus gasped as well.
"This is terrible! We're no better off than we were when Megatron was still here!" Red Alert stated.
"I agree."
Everyone turned their heads at Cliffjumper who just walked in.
"What are you doing here!? "Rodimus questioned.
"Yeah! Shouldn't you be on Sentinel's lap stroking his ego?" Mirage mocked.
"OK, I know you guys hate me, and I don't blame you. But please hear me out!" Cliffjumper pleaded.
"Why should we listen to you?" Rodimus asked.
"Because Optimus and his team will be locked on Earth from this place! Sentinel's blocking their space bridges from Cybertron and any nearby planets!" Cliffjumper answered.
"If he's doing that, then that must mean he's hiding something or doesn't want Optimus to stop him." Rodimus speculated.
"Or both!" Hot Shot spoke up.
"We gotta warn him. I'll call him." Rodimus said.
"Don't bother. He's already cut off the comlink to him." Cliffjumper told him.
"What? Then what do we do now?" Rodimus asked.
"Leave before he closes the bridge!" Cliffjumper ordered.
Red Alert started taking off.
"Where are you going?" Rodimus asked.
"I'll be back soon. I'm not leaving without Arcee!" Red Alert answered.
"But she's in induced stasis." Rodimus informed her.
"I know, but Sentinel might have the plug pulled if I leave here there!" Red Alert shouted as she ran off.
"Cliffjumper, why are you doing this? Why help us?" Rodimus asked.
He turned around and answered, "Because, when I saw Lugnut kissing Sentinel's pedes, I realized that was me once. You were right Mirage, I was Sentinel's pet, but not anymore!"
"Well, I never thought I'd say this but...thank you." Mirage said.
Red Alert arrived at the infirmary and found Arcee's room and immediately rolled her bed out.
She happily said to Arcee as she wheeled her berth out toward the space bridge, "You're gonna be free at last!"
Since she was a sparkling, Red Alert was always into femmes. Didn't matter how big or small their bodies were or what faction they were, she could find beauty in each one.
When everyone was back, Rodimus punched in the coordinates for Earth.
An alarm sounded as a recording played, "Coordinates to destination are forbidden."
"What? This can't be right!" Rodimus cursed as he slammed his fist down.
"Slag! I guess he's blocked Earth's coordinates from here as well, I'll try to override it." Cliffjumper volunteered as he slid his pass key.
Another message played, "Access denied! Pass key no longer valid! Holder of the pass key is demoted."
"What? That fragger!" Cliffjumper cursed.
"Hey guys, we're in trouble!" Hot Shot panicked as the sirens of the Autobot police force came closer.
"Oh Primus! What do we do?" Red Alert asked.
"You guys go." Cliffjumper ordered.
"What about you?" Rodimus asked.
"Someone has to stay behind and keep this planet from turning into a complete dictatorship!" Cliff jumper said.
"I'm staying too. I'll form an underground rebellion group, you guys try to get to Earth and warn Optimus." Mirage explained.
"Sounds like a plan, unfortunately we're gonna have to get to Earth the long way. We'll head to the nearest available planet." Rodimus stated as he quickly punched in the coordinates for Thulsa Doom, a Gas Giant planet with seven colonized moons in Cybertron's Hadeen Solar system.
"Good luck! May Primus be with you." Cliffjumper wished.
The space bridge opened and Rodimus, Hot Shot, Red Alert with Arcee in her arms, jumps through it. As soon as they arrived at one of the moon bases, Rodimus tried the coordinates for Earth, but it too was restricted from there.
"Not here too!" Red Alert cried.
"Slag! This is gonna take a long time." Rodimus cursed.
Decepticon Base...
The Decepticons haven't attacked thanks to Alexis. Although they still raided a power plant, Alexis talked Starscream out of killing the humans, and when they had found a cluster of raw Energon, she talked them into restoring the land when they finished mining it.
Slipstream wasn't happy though, in fact she resented Alexis because of how she got Starscream wrapped around her little finger. She didn't understand what he saw in Alexis, whom she sees as an insect. Or maybe she was jealous of her for attracting the attention of the other clones as well.
Slipstream knew she herself was beautiful because every mech and even a few femmes have hit on her, Decepticon and Autobot. Yet she didn't give in to every advance because she isn't a pleasure bot. She does however use her power of attraction to get what she wants, get interface anytime she felt like it, or have something to think about during self-servicing.
Megatron however was her biggest challenge. She had tried numerous times to get into his berth, Slipstream even flirted with him, but he paid no attention to her. It wasn't that she wanted to be his bonded, she just wanted one night with him, to know what it was like to interface with him. But a femme could only fantasize.
Pushing those thoughts aside, Slipstream enters the living room area that had been set up in the base. Thundercracker was playing a Resident Evil game while Blitzwing waited his turn.
Alexis sees her and greets, "Oh hi! Nice of you to join us. Would you like to play next?"
"Nicht! I'm next!" Hothead Blitzwing shouted.
"No thank you. Those things are a waste of time!" Slipstream responded.
"Oh but it's so much fun! It is the greatest game in the world!" Sunstorm praised.
"It's really scary though!" said Skywarp, who was cowering behind the Transformer sized couch made from pieces of scrap metal.
Thundercracker suddenly finishes and shouts in victory, "Yeah! I won! These humans may not be real, but it's still fun shooting at them."
"H-h-humans don't really turn into zombies, do they?" Skywarp frighteningly asked.
"Not to worry, there's no such thing as zombies." Alexis reassured him.
"Is that so? Then why did they make this simulation?" Slipstream questioned.
"Because it's just for fun and entertainment. You know, a form of escape from the real world." Alexis explained.
"Basically just a distraction." Slipstream stated.
Alexis sighed and said, "That's one way it's looked at as. OK so video games aren't your thing. It's OK, not everyone is into them. There is lots of other things you can do!"
"I'd rather destroy you!" Slipstream spat.
"You will do no such thing!" Starscream rose up defensively.
"What is with you and this...insect? You do realize that when Megatron gets back, he's just going to kill her!" Slipstream harshly stated.
Starscream was furious and looked like he was about to shoot her when all of a sudden a big swirl of green light appeared in the middle of the room. Everyone shielded their optics and saw two figures emerge from it.
"Hello Decepticons!"
"Sentinel Prime!" Starscream exclaimed.
"Primus! He's got Lugnut!" Knockout pointed out.
"That's Sentinel Magnus now! Ultra is dead and I am now the new leader of Cybertron." Sentinel shouted as his optics flashed red.
Darkscream commented, "Oh really! That's gonna be such a disaster."
"Ahh! What are you doing out you....you...freak!" Sentinel screamed in a high pitched tone as his optics returned to blue.
"Freak? Is that all you got? Hey, at least I don't scream like a femme. Not to mention that my chin doesn't take up half this room." Darkscream chuckled.
"Ooo! That was the best burn I've ever heard!" Sunstorm complimented as Darkscream slapped hands with him.
Sentinel glared at him with his dentas bared and his optics glowing red again.
Darkscream ran up to him and hissed in his face like a vampire, causing Sentinel to flinch, and his optics flashed back to blue.
"So why come back here with Lugnut, are you returning him to us?" Starscream questioned, getting back to business.
"Return him? Ha! Never! I only brought him to demonstrate how much he has changed. Tell them Lugnut, who is your master?" Sentinel asked him.
"You are, most glorious master Magnus." Lugnut answered.
"What? No, this is a trick. Lugnut, tell him how much you adore Megatron!" Starscream ordered.
Lugnut's Optic closed tightly in anger as he shouted, "Megatron is not my master! He treated me like scrap metal and made fun of me! Sentinel loves me and lets me praise him all I want!"
Everyone who knew him was shocked, they never thought they'd hear him resent Megatron.
"What about your mate?" Starscream asked.
"Oh yes, Sentinel is a good mate! we both interface every..."
Icy Blitzwing cut him off, "He means Strika. Jou still love her don't jou?"
Lugnut froze for a second, but Sentinel quickly shouted, "She joined the Autobots!"
That got him angry and roared in anger.
"Vhat have you done?" Hothead Blitzwing shouted at Sentinel.
"I'll give you guys one chance. You can live on Cybertron, IF...you become our slaves." Sentinel proposed.
"Slaves? You're no Autobot!" Alexis shouted.
"I actually agree with zhat. At least Ultra Magnus let us be, even zhough he exiled us." Icy Blitzwing stated.
"I take that as a no then. Very well, here's your other option then." Sentinel said as he and Lugnut quickly jumped back into the bridge.
"Huh? He just left." Thundercracker remarked.
"Ja, zat iz unuzual, for an Autobot." Icy Blitzwing added.
"That was so cowardly to just leave without a fight, he actually makes you look braver Skywarp." Starscream commented.
"Zomething isn't right." Icy noticed.
Just before the bridge closed completely, an object fell through.
Alexis knew what it looked like and shouted, "BOMB!"
Before anyone could make a move, it went off right away and shook the base, causing rocks to rain down. Alexis opened her eyes and coughed as the base filled with smoke.
She coughed and as she got up, she surveyed the scene, but couldn't see anything except the rubble that fell.
"Is everyone OK? Starscream!" Alexis shouted.
She spotted his hand and ran up to it. But he was knocked out.
"Starscream!" She exclaimed as she ran up to his face, but he wasn't waking up.
She heard a groan and ran over toward it.
"Slipstream! Are you OK?" Alexis asked.
She coughed out an intake of dust and replied, "No, I can't get up. Why help me? I threatened to destroy you."
"Because I care about all of you. I'll find a way to get you all out!" Alexis promised.
Slipstream saw Alexis' necklace glowing and swore she also saw her eyes flash that same green as well.
Blitzwing woke up in his Hothead mode and saw Alexis trying to remove the rubble piled at the only exit. But it was too much for her, and she passed out due to all the smoke. He summoned all his strength and pulled himself up.
"Alexis! Vake up!" he pleaded, but she was out. The mine shook again and more rubble was coming down.
He looked around and found Soundwave, but he was knocked out, and his creations were trapped inside his compartment. Luckily the communicator was still functioning.
"I hate to do zis, but I must call zhem." Icy Blitzwing said about calling the Autobots for help.
"Mayday! Mayday!" Icy called out on the comlink.
No answer came yet. Blitzwing called out for help in every language including his Kaon Dialect and the Earth languages.
"Hilf mir!" he called out help in German, which had become his favorite language.
At the Autobot base...
The Autobots and NEST officials were in a closed meeting where they were going over the pieces of events that had been happening, trying to figure out what is going on.
With Maggie having been ordered by Ratchet to take a maternity leave, this left Simmons' assistant/computer hacker Dutch at the monitors.
He heard a garbled message coming through the comlink, and at first, he couldn't understand what was being said, until he heard a call for help in German.
"Hallo? Das ist NEST. Ich bin hier zu hilfe." Dutch saying hello, this is NEST, I am here to help.
Blitzwing understanding the language, isn't sure if he got the right place, but he had no time to ponder about it.
"Sie sprechen ingles?" Blitzwing asked.
"Ja! I speak English." Dutch answered.
"Gut! Dis is Blitzving. Ve need ze Autobots! Ve have been attacked!" Blitzwing cried out.
"Zis is not a trick?" Dutch questioned.
Blitzwing switched over to Hothead and shouted, "Nein! Ze Autotbot Sentinel bombed ze base! Ve are trapped! Und ze human frau Alexis is hurt! Ve need help NOW!"
"OK, I vill get Optimus!" Dutch informed him, and then he took off.
Dutch ran to the hanger where the meeting was taking place.
"Optimus!" Dutch yelled as he ran in.
"What the? Is that your assistant Simmons?" Lennox asked.
"Dutch! What is the meaning of this?" Simmons asked.
"Es tut mir Leid! I mean, I am zorry! A Decepticon called me, he said Sentinel bombed zhem, und ze human girl Alexis is hurt, zhey need hilf!" Dutch speaking in half German, half English.
"Did you say Sentinel bombed the Decepticons?" Optimus asked.
"Ja! He said zat zhey are trapped!" Dutch answered.
"Was it Starscream that told you this?" Optimus asked.
"Nein! He zaid hiz name vas Blitzving." Dutch answered.
"Optimus, you're not going are you?" Ironhide questioned.
"We must check into it." Optimus replied.
"It could be a trick, especially if this is coming from that three-faced psycho Blitzwing!" Ironhide stated.
"And yet since they have had the human girl Alexis with them, they haven't caused any harm to any humans. If she is hurt, we must rescue them." Optimus reasoned.
The Autobots and NEST Soldiers take off to the Decepticon base. As soon as they approached it, they could see smoke rising and the trees nearby it were knocked down. Small brush fires were also present. Prowl went to take care of the fires, while Optimus, Ironhide, Ratchet, Lennox, and Epps made their way inside.
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