I had to re-read my entire book to remember what was going on. That's kind of sad for an author- sorry to disappoint you guys for so long! I know better than to set dates for every chapter to be completed because I don't work well under pressure, but know that I am slowly writing out the next steps for this book! I had writer's block and decided to write everything down on paper first. I tried to make this chapter longer for your guys.
sorry for the wait, and I hope you Enjoy
!TRIGGER WARNING! hints of sexual abuse- skip if you are not comfortable. I did not go into much detail.
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"RAZORWING!"
A scream echoed throughout the open air, sending shivers down her spine. Everything was dark and desolate- but she could hear the clattering of swords and the fighting all around her. Panic welled up inside of her, and Lynlee had the urge to reach for her necklace, despite knowing it was not upon her neck.
A whimper escaped her lips as a whirlwind of thoughts filled her foggy mind. Everything felt so out of place, yet at the same time, it was as if she knew exactly what was going on. This heart-stopping, paralyzing fear took over her entire body as she felt large hands roaming her body.
Searching.
Teasing.
She felt sick to her stomach and bile rose in her throat as her mind drifted once again to her sparkmate- Razorwing. The name felt so familiar and it brought warmth to her entire being, while at the same time Lynlee was confused as she had no idea who this person was.
Cybertronian.
The word sifted through her mind until it was upon her lips. She didn't know what a Cybertronian was, but had no time to think about it as the roaming hands began to get rougher. Pain coursed through her body and tears in her eyes as the large, sharpened fingers scratched along her sides.
Panic filled her entire being as Lynlee tried to fight. She scratched and tugged and punched, but it was no use. He was too strong. Whoever was holding her down and causing such pain upon her body was overwhelmingly powerful.
The hands flipped her around and slammed her into the ground, and she was forced to look up into searing dark red eyes. They swirled with such hatred and destruction she flinched away instantly, whimpering and groaning as this powerful being tore his hands deep into her sides.
Lynlee recognized the robot almost immediately and confusion covered her face. It was the silver robot. The one that Soundwave brought her to that first day she was captured.
The one that ordered Soundwave to execute her.
Only now, his face was much closer than she was comfortable with. He had a sinister smirk that revealed several unnaturally pointed teeth. Cruel, smoldering eyes beamed down at her, happy at the pain he was putting upon her. His tongue traced his bottom lip and he leaned down towards her, causing her to squirm.
"I would stop moving, little one. I must warn you, my bark is not worse than my bite." he said while removing his hands and placing them upon her chest. "Though I must say, I do enjoy it when they put up a good fight. The only good thing to come out of this war is the conquering of the weak."
She felt his tongue upon the side of her face and she froze in terror as he continued with a snarl, "Those who cannot fight back are meant to be taken advantage of. Though I am sure you will enjoy it, won't you little one?"
Lynlee's eyes widened as his hands began to travel again, and this time she knew she would be sick. Her panicked thoughts immediately went to Soundwave, and for some reason unknown to her, she began to pray for his safety. In a split moment, she understood the intentions of this monster and wished she had not called out for her sparkmate- that he would just stay back with her sparkling.
Frustrated tears filled her eyes as she screamed out in anguish, confusion, and pain. She didn't know what was happening or why it was happening to her, but she wanted it to be over.
Suddenly, the silver robot stopped his attack on her body and snarled in another direction, "You, prime, will stand down." He raised his arm and she watched in horror as a weapon suddenly appeared and fired three shots.
Pained grunts filled the air and Lynlee's eyes widened in panic as his sinister gaze fell upon her body again.
"RAZORWING!"
She screamed out while taking action in attempts to defend herself, lifting her hands to scratch at the monsters face, and using her other arm to shoot a ball of purple light into his chest. She would have aimed higher if it was not for her small size, and the excruciating pain taking over her body. The silver robot snarled and cried out as she made her assault, but was quick to seize her again as she felt too weak to move more than a short distance.
"I am growing tired of you," he growled while flipped her around again. Her eyes and ears became foggy as she felt someone talking, but grew too weak to hear what was being said.
Then, she screamed as the glowing red eyes filled her vision once again, and something metal slit across her throat.
A scream mixed with a sob left Lynlee's mouth as she jerked forward, feeling hands touching her shoulders. Panicked and disoriented, she kicked out at whoever was grabbing her. Tears flowed freely down her face as flashes of that horrible nightmare continued to cross her memory.
She still felt the hands roaming her body and could still see his sick smirk.
The hands were still upon her, and despite her pained ribs, she lashed out again, only to be caught by the wrists. "Please, let me go." she sobbed out, "No more, please!" She continued like this, screaming and crying, until a hand finally covered her mouth.
Lynlee forced herself to open her eyes as a strong urge to bite the hand took over. She did so, letting her blurry vision focus on whoever stood above her. The second she recognized the person standing in front of her was the exact second she cried out in pain.
The hand she bit into felt like a slab of metal. She would have checked her teeth to see if they were still intact if her wrist was not still being held. A small whimper left her lips and she forced herself to calm down as the being in front of her kneeled closer to her.
Soundwave stared at her with a hint of worry in his optics. Of course, he did not fully understand human emotion, but he knew they were similar to a Cybertronians- and he had felt the exact fear upon this young femmes features every night in his own nightmares.
His holoform gently let go of her wrist and mouth the second he realized she was calming down. The human simply retreated back a few feet before wiping away at her eyes and running her hands down her body. The panic slowly faded away into relief, but there was still a hint of fear in her eyes.
"W-what hapen-ned?" she whispered quietly.
Soundwave was not positive if she was asking him or herself, but answered anyway. He retreated from his holoform and proceeded to stare down at her in his Cybertronian form.
"Soundwave... f-found femme...Sc-screaming- alerts Decepticons," his recordings continued, "Screaming a-alerts... Megatron."
Lynlee flinched as the silver robot's voice said that word. Megatron. She remembered faintly that the name was spoken around the silver robot. That was his name. Megatron. It filled her entire being with dread and tears filled her eyes again.
"Human femme...had... ni-ightmare. S-soundwave worr-ied." the recording spoke softly.
In reality, Soundwave was more worried that Megatron had finally found the small human, but he knew that was impossible. The warlord had ordered Soundwave on that energon mission mere seconds earlier. He had checked upon Lynlee in the security footage immediately after his discussion with Megatron, intending on leaving afterward.
Instead, he found her thrashing and crying out in her sleep. Screaming out in pure terror. He instantly put his plans to a halt and groundbridged back into his berthroom, worried that Megatron would find the little human.
Lynlee rubbed her eyes and grimaced as she attempted to sit up. Guilt flooded her as she shyly stared up at him. "I am sorry- for hitting you. Kicking you. I was just having a... a nightmare." she shuddered and tried to push away the images that would forever be burned into her memory.
Soundwave was surprised that she even bothered to apologize, but nodded slightly anyway. Now that he knew the human was safe, he needed to know where Megatron was. There was no doubt in his processor now that his master was suspicious, and most likely trying to drag him away from the Nemesis so he could investigate himself.
The warlord would not hesitate to slaughter the femme seconds upon discovering her. And Soundwave would be next- his energon would be spilled upon the very warcraft he'd spent his entire allegiance with the Decepticon cause.
The security cameras flickered onto his visor, revealing Megatron slowly walking down the halls, servos clenched tightly around his back. He didn't even acknowledge the vehicons passing him. He was making his way directly towards the third floor, where the berthrooms were located.
Where his berthroom was located.
Soundwave quickly considered his options. The past three weeks were like, as humans described it, stepping on eggshells. Now his plan was going downhill- this plan to keep the little human alive.
She could no longer stay upon the Nemesis. Not if he didn't want Megatron to find her.
With the warlord quickly making way towards his private quarters, Soundwave made a split second decision, gently picking up the human femme before she could react, and then scooping up her belongings in his other servo.
"What a-are we-"
Lynlee gasped in fear as another swirling mass opened before her, and she clung on for dear life as Soundwave began to walk forward.
He was not sure why, but at this point, his reasonings were behind him. He felt the need to protect this little fleshy, and he would.
No matter the cost.