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Captive to a Nightmare	By : geminigirl83 Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > AU/AR Views: 2615 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Captive to a Nightmare
Pairing: Lockdown/Prowl
Rating: PG-13 (Rating will go up in later chapters)
Warnings: mild violence
Summary: (1/? AU, Sequel to Premonition of a Golden Nightmare) A premonition becomes a terrifying reality.

Three Earth months had passed since Prowl last contacted Lockdown. The horrific dreams still haunted him and showed no signs of letting up. His demeanor changed, weary, snappy, and becoming even more aloof around his teammates. More and more of his time was spent meditating deep within the forest, breathing in the crisp, clean air, listening to the beautiful melody of the birds and how the cool breeze made the branches of the tree above him sway back and forth. It should have been a soothing experience, and it normally would have, but now it did little to help. He couldn’t get the dream out of his processor.

His train of thought was interrupted by in incoming call to his com link. It was Lockdown’s signal. Letting out an agitated sigh, he considered ignoring the call, but the constant beeping annoyed him to the point that he finally answered.

Prowl growled, "I thought I told you before not to contact me."

There was no answer.

"Lockdown, I’m no mood for games," Prowl snarled.

Still, no answer, only an eerie silence.

"Lock--"

Prowl froze when a twig crunched behind him, and he scrambled from his sitting position, barely dodging an electric net shot at him. He cursed at himself for letting his guard down. Someone had managed to get close without being detected. Spinning around and drawing his shurikens, Prowl took a defensive stance, waiting for his attacker to emerge.

"I was hoping for a warmer greeting, kid."

A sickening feeling rose in Prowl’s spark. Lockdown. The one mech he didn’t want to see right now. He flung a shuriken in the direction of the voice, gasping when it was caught in midair.

"I was in the galaxy, so I decided to pay you a visit."

The bounty hunter materialized out of stealth mode a few feet from Prowl. The ninjabot’s optics widened in utter dread at the sight that greeted him. The golden flamed nightmare from his dreams was standing before him. For a brief moment, Prowl thought he was recharging and silently prayed that he would wake up, but instinct, unfortunately, told him otherwise.

Lockdown grinned at Prowl’s stunned silence, chuckling, "Like the new look, kid? Comes with a whole lot of perks. Let me show you."

The older mech held up the shuriken, laughing as the weapon smoldered and melted from his grip into a gooey pile on the ground. Prowl took a step back, shaking in terror. The thought of all the horrors Lockdown could inflict on his body and his teammates made him nauseous. Lockdown noted the fearful look Prowl was giving him and frowned.

"Don’t worry, darlin’," Lockdown murmured. "I won’t use that ability on you. Your ‘friends’ are a different matter though."

"N-No!" Prowl yelled, fists clenching in rage. "Stay away from them or--"

"Or else what?" Lockdown snorted, sneering evilly. "You’re a great fighter, kid, but you’re no match for me, especially now."

Lunging forward, Lockdown’s servo reached for Prowl’s neck, attempting to wrap around it, but the ninjabot ducked and darted away, Lockdown following closely behind. Prowl punched and kicked, franticly searching for any weak spots that could bring the older mech down. The blows, as he gloomily suspected, did nothing and his limbs grew sore from the exertion. He quickly climbed up a tree trunk, ascending to the top and out of Lockdown’s reach. The bounty hunter snarled in frustration down at the base of the tree, fingers digging into the bark, gazing up to where Prowl was perched. He stood still for a moment, almost considering an attempt to climb up after the ninjabot when a different idea popped into his processor.

Smiling coolly, Lockdown’s chainsaw extended, buzzing closer and closer to the tree. Cursing loudly, Prowl dropped down from the branches, knocking his fist into Lockdown’s arm, effectively diverting it away from the tree trunk. Unfortunately, it left Prowl vulnerable, and Lockdown’s other servo gripped his neck, slamming him to the ground, yelping from the violent impact as his head struck the forest floor, leaving him dazed. Lockdown swiftly pressed himself against the smaller mech, servos clutching the ninjabot’s hips and grinding their groins together, causing Lockdown to shutter his optics and groan. His mouth brushed over Prowl’s neck, nipping and licking, breath hot and ragged as his arousal spun out of control.

"No! Stop!" Prowl yelled, recovering and ramming his fists across Lockdown’s head.

"Oh, but I want you so much," Lockdown murmured, pinning Prowl’s wrists to the side. "Hmm, but I don’t want to risk being interrupted. Suppose I could take you back to the ship and then take care of any threats on this dirtball."

Prowl trembled and squirmed beneath the bounty hunter. His teammates were in danger of a painful and gruesome deactivation, and he wasn’t strong enough to stop it. Lockdown was too powerful. His processor raced to formulate a plan, anything to keep Lockdown away from his friends, and only one thing came to mind. It was a vile idea, but, for the time being at least, there was no other choice.

"Please, don’t kill them," Prowl whimpered, hating the pleading tone he was forced to take. "I’ll...go with you...willing...and stay with you...for how ever long you may want me."

Lockdown tilted his head, smirking, "You’re in no position to negotiate with me. I can easily take what I want, and I want to hear your annoying ‘friends’ screaming in agony."

Prowl arched up, lips pressing against Lockdown’s in a soft kiss, eliciting an appreciate mewl from the bounty hunter. "Please...I’m willing...to do what ever you want. What ever you want...I won’t fight you. I swear. Just...please...leave my teammates alone."

"Hmm, tempting," Lockdown cooed, glossa darting out to trail over Prowl’s lips, "but Megatron is offering the largest bounty in history for your ‘friends’. Most bounty rewards have been of little interest to me lately, but this one..."

"I’m untouched," Prowl interrupted.

Lockdown gaped, "What?"

"I’ve...never interfaced...with anyone," Prowl growled, blushing furiously. "That...has to be worth something to you."

"How...is that possible?" Lockdown stammered in disbelief. "A gorgeous mech such as yourself..."

"That’s none of your business!" Prowl snapped. "Why does it matter anyway?" He noticed Lockdown’s skepticism. "I’m telling you the truth. Please, Lockdown...don’t deactivate my teammates."

Lockdown’s grin grew wicked, and he leered down at the smaller mech. "All right, darlin’. I accept."

The bounty hunter’s fingers slipped under the seams of Prowl’s neck and pinched a wire that sent the ninjabot’s world spiraling into darkness.

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