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Beaten, Broken, and Scarred	By : Metalchick36 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2822 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4: The Worst is Yet to Come
Back in the Shattered Glass Universe...
As promised, SG Optimus brought Megatron to the med bay to get fixed up.
This universes Ratchet also liked to throw things at anyone whom he didn't want in the med bay, but instead of throwing wrenches, he threw knives. Prowl was the only one who could dodge his aim thanks to his ninja skills, which he did when he brought Lockdown in to get fixed up as well.
Ratchet was not happy having to patch up Lockdown, and he was unhappier to see another patient being brought to him. He would prefer to get back to the experiments he was performing on some unfortunate Decepticons that had been captured.
“Argh! Another one? Slaggit! I want to get back to dissecting...” He yelled until he saw who had just come in and immediately bowed, “My liege! How may I be of service to you?”
Ratchet would never dare throw a knife at Optimus, especially since the consequences would be deadly.
“I order you to patch up Megatron, I want him ready for more interfacing!” Optimus ordered.
“As you wish. If I may take a look at him?” Ratchet asked as he looked at his aft.
“Go ahead.” Optimus answered.
It was bad enough for Megatron to be almost exposed for this Optimus, but now for another Autobot to see him like this was more humiliating, especially one that is a medic.
“My! My! Still as eager as a teen mech aren't we? You tore him up real good!” Ratchet chuckled as he looked at Megatron's port.
This wasn't the first time Megatron had been looked at my a medic, but the way this Ratchet was looking at him would be in violation of ethics. Megatron felt more violated as Ratchet poked around him.
“Yes, perhaps I could have been gentler with him, but you know how rare virgins have become.” Optimus answered him.
“Really? A handsome mech like this was a virgin?” Ratchet asked in surprised.
“Oh yes! He was even tighter than our pleasure femmes!” Optimus answered.
“You mean Elita-1 and Arcee?” Ratchet asked.
“Oh yeah! It was even better than my time with Elita.” Optimus answered.
“Oh yes! Elita. Too bad she became that freak! Still, I would've loved to have dissected her.” Ratchet said.
“When we find where the rest of them have disappeared to, I'll let you have her.” Optimus said. “But first, we've got to take care of my pleasure slave.” Optimus stated.
“Of course. But seriously, if you want to continue interfacing with him, you really should consider preparing him by sticking this in first.” Ratchet stated.
Megatron was horrified when he saw that Ratchet was holding up an artificial spike that was very large in size.
“I'd prefer that I be the one to stretch him out.” Optimus said. Then had an after thought and added, “Although I suppose it would be fun to watch him use it on himself first! Yes! That would be very enticing!”
“It sure would! Now...if you please my Liege, I would like to get to work.” Ratchet asked.
“As you wish. But I want him ready for me by tomorrow!” Optimus ordered.
He walks over to Megatron, lifts his chin up and says, “As much as I would love to have you in my berth tonight, I'm afraid that will have to wait! You should thank me for this, for I only allow those I desire to get patched up, so that they will be ready to be my bonded!”
Megatron's optics widened in horror and stuttered, “B-b-b-onded!”
“Oh yes! You are strong, cold, and I detect a lot of darkness in you! The perfect traits of our sparkling, who will grow into a leader who will be powerful enough to conquer an entire galaxy!” Optimus declared.
Then in a gentler voice almost like his Optimus, but still cold, he says, “I'll see you tomorrow.”
Megatron tries to move his face away as Optimus kisses his lips.
After Optimus left, Ratchet brings in his second patient Lockdown and his new slave Strika. Then he mutters something about medical tools used for healing and says, “I'll be back! I have to get the tools I rarely use! Don't even think of escaping, all of you!”
Finally Megatron got a better look at them both.
“M-m-megatron? Is that you?” Strika asked with hope in her voice and her optics.
Megatron figured she must've thought he was the Megatron of this world, and seeing the condition she was in and the sudden glimmer of hope made him feel for the first time bad about what he was about to tell her.
“I'm sorry, but I'm not the Megatron of this universe.” Megatron answered.
“W-w-what do you mean another universe?” Strika asked as disappointment crept in.
“In my universe, I had my men construct a space bridge, but an attack occurred when we were about to test it out and I got flung into it, which sent me here to this universe.” Megatron answered.
“Oh.” Strika answered as that glimmer of hope extinguished.
“I knew something was different about you.” said Lockdown, who just spoke up.
Megatron looked over and noted the differences besides the loincloth that was his only covering. He could tell from the remains of his coverings that he was red and gold instead of green and silver like his Lockdown, but the one thing that was similar was the Decepticon insignia, save for it being red.
“So you're from an alternate universe huh? What's that like?” Lockdown asked.
“Well...we're considered the bad guys, and the Autobots are the good guys. In my Universe, we want to use the Earth's energy resources to create Energon, but Optimus...my Optimus...wants to save all the insects...er humans.” Megatron answered.
“And you don't?” Lockdown asked.
“Of course not! Those fleshlings are disgusting!” Megatron snapped.
The look on Strika's face told him that her Megatron must've been different from him, and he wondered if he was just like his Optimus.
“So you are different! The complete opposite.” Lockdown stated.
“Yes, I suppose that would be so since everything in this one is flipped around for me. So I take that would mean that you both are different as well?” Megatron asked.
“I guess...which means I'm probably a criminal, am I right?” Lockdown asked.
“If you call being a neutral bounty hunter that hunted mostly for me, I guess you could say so.” Megatron said.
“A neutral bounty hunter? That's what I am here! Or at least I was before I got captured and enslaved by the Autobots.” Lockdown said.
“But did you take trophies? That's what the Lockdown in my universe did, he'd take the best parts from his bounties and use them himself.” Megatron asked.
“Oh I had trophies alright, but not parts or weapons from my bounties. My trophies were the most wanted posters that were stamped with the word “Captured” on them. I take that your Lockdown didn't go after escaped prisoners or bail jumpers? I worked for the Megatron of this world, but I also worked for the Cybertron police and the judges.” Lockdown explained.
“Fascinating.” Megatron said dryly. Then he looked over at Strika and asked, “What about you? What's your story?”
But Strika just whimpered.
Lockdown began, “It's a sad story as you can see her trauma. Before her capture, she was this world's Megatron's high ranking General, the first femme to make it too. Opened a lot of doors for other femmes trying to make it into the army as well as the higher ranks. Anyways, she continued to help out in the effort to end the war, especially since things here started getting worse. But then she and her bonded mate Lugnut were expecting a sparkling. Megatron allowed her to take a leave so she could have her sparkling safely, but unfortunately the ship that was gonna take her back to Cybertron was ambushed by the Autobots and she got captured. It's bad enough for the typical femmes, even their own!”
“Like Arcee and Elita?” Megatron cut in, remembering Optimus and Ratchet mentioning them both.
“Oh yeah, both of them got it real bad!” Lockdown replied.
“Breeders?” Megatron asked.
“Sometimes, but the Autobot mechs now prefer to breed with other mechs because they believe it'll make their sparklings stronger. But most of the time they like to use the femmes as either cleaning bots or disposable pleasure bots.” Lockdown answered, then he continued his story about Strika,” Anyways, it gets even worse for sparklings born here, whether their carriers are mechs or femmes.”
Strika cried louder and said, “They took him! They took my sparkling! They wouldn't let me hold him!”
The agony was making Megatron feel bad for her, so he asked Lockdown, “What did they do to her sparkling?”
Lockdown came closer with a sullen look on his face and he whispered, “They put the sparkling in a cage and purposely put it near enough to Strika where she could hear it cry but be able to tend to him. The poor thing! They let him starve too and a week later he died.”
“That's terrible, even for us!” Megatron stated.
“You think that's bad, you should hear how they raise their own sparklings. Although they do feed theirs and place them in a crib, but they never hold them or coddle them. They leave them in their cribs, and the only tending they receive are from drones programmed to feed and clean them without emotion. A lot of them die, but they believe that the ones who survive are the strongest and that's where it gets worse.” Lockdown explained further.
“What could be worse than that?” Megatron asked.
“The newsparks that survive into sparklings are immediately trained into interfacing. You saw Bumblebee, right?” Lockdown asked.
“Yes, he was bare down to his protoform.” Megatron.
Lockdown sighed and said, “Poor kid, never had a chance! He was molested by every mech, including Prime. At first he cried, butthey kept going at it with him until he broke down and started to enjoy it. Now he can't go a day without interfacing and he even masturbates dozens of times a solar cycle. In fact, all the young sparklings are treated this way.”
“Oh Primus!” Megatron exclaimed in shock and disgust.
“That's just how it is with them, what? You mean to tell me that you Decepticons in your world don't do that to your sparklings?” Lockdown asked.
“What? Of course not! Just because we're not goody-good's like the ones here? Sure in my Universe we're the evil ones, but we're not THAT evil!” Megatron was disgusted that Lockdown would think they raised their sparklings that way.
Although Megatron wanted more Decepticons for the future, tending to sparklings was not his thing at all. He thought back to Starscream who always tended to the Decepticon sparklings back at home, how he would feed them, pick them up and cradle them. One time though when he got back to Cybertron after being brought back to life and was fighting with Starscream, he had accidentally ripped open one of the sacks and the sparkling fell out of it. At that time he thought nothing of it, but Starscream was devastated and had tried his best to save the sparkling after that, but it died.
Lockdown continued to explain what else the SG Autobots have done to the sparklings, which was too much even for him and his Decepticons.
Megatron was even sicker than before and purged his tanks.
“Argh! You made a mess in my med bay!” yelled Ratchet who came back with the medical tools. Then he looked over at Strika and said, “You! Get down on your hands and knees and clean this up! And I mean clean it up with your glossa!”
Strika did as she was told and proceeded to lick up the energon that Megatron puked up.
Ratchet laughed evilly and said, “Good! You look just like an earth swine eating it's food!”
Watching Strika being forced to clean up his own purged energon was bad enough, but when Ratchet opened up his interfacing cable and started pounding Strika from behind, that made it worse.
After finishing up with Strika, Ratchet closed up his interfacing panel and said to Lockdown, “Alright, let's get this over with! You first cause I want you out of my sight!”
He was told by Prowl to have Lockdown checked out for viruses and to make sure he's not carrying.
After running the diagnostic tests and scans, Lockdown came up clean, and just in time for Prowl who came to check on him.
“Finished?” Prowl asked.
“Yes, your whore is all clean!” Ratchet stated.
“He's right, I'm all good to go.” Lockdown assured him.
“Good! I have the berth all ready for us!” Prowl said seductively.
Megatron was surprised to see the way Lockdown was looking at Prowl.
Seeing that look on Megatron's face, and before walking away, Lockdown turned around and said, “Look, despite what I told you, it would be easier if you stop resisting and just give in to your master.”
Then he puts an arm around Prowl, who was smiling at him and then kissed Lockdown on the lips.
“Give in? Never!” Megatron thought angrily. He couldn't believe what he was just told, after being told all the things the horrible things the Autobots in this universe do, which is actually worse than what his men did in his own universe, why should he give in?
But that thought was interrupted when he felt Ratchet sticking his hands where they weren't supposed to be.
Megatron's optics got wider and he shouted, “Hey! You're not supposed to touch me like that!”
“Oh, and why's that? Would you prefer Optimus to be the one touching you like this? As much as I hate Lockdown, I'd definitely take his advice, you should give in! Besides, anyone who knows Optimus knows that anyone who resists him are being foolish!” Ratchet stated.
Then he leans in really close to Megatron's audio receptor and whispers, “He really is such a good lay! Especially if you do everything he tells you to!”
After getting patched up good by Ratchet, Megatron was ordered to go into stasis and that he'll get to leave in the morning.
When Ratchet finally left, Megatron took this opportunity to find out more about this universe's Strika.
She told him how she had low self-esteem growing up, especially since she was made fun of by other femmes who were all prettier and skinnier than her. Strika had thought of upgrading her body to be skinnier like the other femmes so that she could attract a mate. But she had no idea that her body had caught the optic of Lugnut, who had first spotted her in boot camp. He didn't have the courage to ask her out until one fateful night when he spotted her looking through a catalog of upgrades. He was astonished that she wanted to change her body and with much panic in his voice, he told her to not go through with the upgrades and that she was beautiful the way she is. She almost couldn't believe he thought that about her, so after that day they courted and then after completing boot camp they bonded.
When Megatron asked her what Lugnut was like here, she told him that he too praised their Megatron as a glorious leader, but instead of gritting his teeth over it, he'd often tell Lugnut “I am flattered that you think so highly of me, but remember, we're a team! OK? So how about rooting for everyone?” then he'd tell him about the talents each member their team had.
Despite how weird it was to Megatron to hear about how different and yet how similar the Decepticons in this universe were, he listened anyways as Strika described them.
Soundwave was their audio and computer expert like his, but this Soundwave provided them with entertainment by playing the Earth music ranging from classical to rock music and even played many of earth's instruments as well.
Blitzwing was still a triple changer, but Icy was the level headed one who was very patient and kept his cool, Hothead was strong and would only get angry at those who tried to harm his teammates as well as the organics they have tired to protect, and Random was the comic relief who brought laughter when it was needed. Unfortunately he had been captured by the Autobots and was Ratchet's guinea pig in his experiment of creating a six-changer, but the extra personalities made him unstable and he wound up losing his mind and then he died.
Blackarachnia, who was formerly Elita-1, was rescued by the Decepticons after Optimus had grown bored with having her as his mate, he purposely left her behind knowing that the spiders got to her and transformed her into a techno-organic, telling her that she was ugly and no mech would ever want her. But the Megatron from this universe accepted her and told her she is beautiful no matter what form she is in, so being told that she accepted her new body and used it to her advantage.
Finally Strika told Megatron about the Starscream of this universe, who was also the second in command, until the fateful day when the human population was nearly wiped out on Earth by the Autobots. The Decepticons were able to save the few thousand remaining humans when they were boarded onto ships that were large enough to accommodate them until they could make it to Earth-like planets that were out there. They almost didn't make it when Optimus tried to stop them from leaving by threatening to shoot the ships down. SG Megatron was able to stop Optimus by offering himself in exchange for the humans lives. Starscream tried to stop Megatron from doing this, but he told him that he would rather die than for the Earth humans to go extinct, then he passed on his leadership role to Starscream, who was reluctant to accept it, told him he's not ready to be a leader, then Megatron told him that he wasn't ready either when he first started.
After finishing the stories, she went into stasis. But Megatron was still processing all that he had been told, to him this universe was completely flipped around except that the Autobots here were even more sick and twisted than his own Decepticons.
Megatron thought “Why couldn't they be just like us? Unless...this is a reflection of what we will become if we accomplish the same things that they have over here?”
He filed those thoughts in the back of his CPU and off-lined his optics and tried to go to stasis hoping that it wouldn't get any worse than what he had been told.
But the worst is yet to come.
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