-It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind. You win only by defying.-

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Amy:

It's so..

Dark.

"About time. Lord Megatron--!"

Amy didn't know what to do as she saw bright light point directly down at her. It was so blinding, that it took sometime for her to recognize that beside her stood a Bot. Familiar Bot. But as soon as another one formed up into her view, the girl intended to back away and crawl back. But what she got; was for her hands to be tied by somekind of metal things. Locking the poor girl there.

"Enjoying your rest?" The all-too familiar 'Con questioned, earning a brief glare from the girl below him.

Megatron.

"Unhand me." Amy growled, trying to seem as a threat as she tried to get the chains off. "Now!"

"Fiesty, little one." Knockout grinned, watching as Amy kept struggling.

No.. I got fucking caught!

"I'm afraid your offer has officially been non-allocated." The Warlord stumbled other side of Amy's berth she was laying on, they staring deep at each of theirs souls. Megatron kept his pride by keeping his distance, but still enough close to notify Amy's every movement and reaction. "For you are, to carry my heir."

Amy widened her eyes slightly. Megatron noticed this, and watched as she looked down.

".. You're mistaking." Amy tried, once upon time relieved her voice didn't fail her. And she was still trying to process how in the hell he knew. "It may be obvious that I'm pregnant, but to another." The girl spit, not daring to bring Optimus' name up. Megatron might not know that they have a thing between them.

"Oh? Then explain me this--" Megatron brought his faceplate close, Amy closing her eyes then quickly in fear. With him, there was only bad memories. And now, she was yet again on his mercy. "How does the other fetus possess the same DNA as my original human form?" Amy's eyes narrowed, knowing they had done all kinds of test onto her by now. "That's what I thought."

Megatron stood up once more.

".. What are you planning to do to me?" Amy watched the monitors and all kinds of Cybetronian medical-aids in horror. Not wanting to know was some used for her.

"I believe you will soon find out." Knockout stated for Megatron, tapping down something for his datapad. Amy weren't satisfied by the answer, and narrowed her eyes.

"If you so insist to know--" The cuffs on Amy's arms and legs were suddenly moved, but only to be grabbed by claws. Once Megatron had her in his grasp, he stumbled to the monitor which Knockout was working on. "Show her."

"Yes, my liege." Knockout pressed few buttons, bringing up something onto the screen. Amy widened her eyes even more, Megatron clearly feeling how the girl tensed by it. "The Cybetronian prototypes you required." The Medic bowed, giving Megatron some space to step forward. But his optics remained to watch between his designed prototypes on the screen, and Amy.

One femme side, the other two for sparklings...

"You will have the chance to get rule these troopers aboard the ship, be the one who carried my heir, and become my sparkmate."  Amy looked up at Megatron, fear mostly in her eyes. "The person, which each of living Decepticon desires; to have your voice hear among us."

".. Are you insane?" Amy asked, rather with small shocked-chuckle. "Why do you even think I would want such a thing? Let me remind you, you were the one who raped me!"

"And let you live." Megatron snarled smally, but knew this was predicted enough. "For an Autobot, it wouldn't even be such a consideration. You were lucky, for a human."

"Your personal sexual-toy, yeah." Amy snarled back, not knowing where was all this defying coming from. "You and Optimus are mortal enemies, you know as well as I that he knows by now that I'm missing. And he will, come for me."

Megatron didn't like the fact that Amy brought Optimus into this conversation, which he raised his denta up. In annoy.

"Optimus has other things to worry about."

Amy flinched.

"... What did you do?" Amy asked rather quickly. Megatron kept his somehow relaxed and determined face. Knockout had left the room a while ago. "What did you do!?" Amy yelled out loud, but went silent as Megatron started tightening the claws around her body. They loosed up after that, giving Amy time to open her eyes up, take in big breaths and glare up at Optimus. "I swear if you hurted him..." Amy tried, but the inhalating won, she remaining to breath now the air.

Megatron couldn't believe his process, what was he doing with such arrogant, small, weak and pathetic creature of all time.

"Oh?" Megatron noted it as a threat, bringing Amy more up." And what are you going to do? Hurt me? Beat me?" Once more, Amy had no answer as she looked down. The sadness Megatron noticed in her eyes did made even for him, his spark miss a beat. "One of my trooper, happened to ran into one of Optimus' allies, was he called Bulkhead?" Amy's eyes yet again narrowed, they slowly glancing up at Megatron who explored her. "I know Hardshell is no longer with us, but the damage which was caused by the cache of energon is dangerously affective for every Cybetronian. Making us feel dizzy and sick." The Warlord explained, Amy now keeping her stare.

".. You know he's alive?" Amy required, but froze as Megatron chuckled down at her. "What? Yes, I do worry about my friends!"

"And these so called 'friends' happen to be the Autobots?" Megatron asked, watching as Amy raised her lip in annoy and crossed her arms slowly. "In that case, you will make a great Decepticon--"

:Lord Megatron!:

And then, caboom.

Megatron stumbled to stand little, giving unhuman snarl escape his voice-box. Amy in his grasp on the other hand remained eyes wide, having a grip of Megatron's palm around her.

What was that!?

"What is it!?" Megatron roared, he and Amy sworning to hear blasters.

:The Autobots--!" And static. Megatron's optics remained wide as he looked down at Amy. The girl grinned little.

"Told you." Amy gestured, but gasped as Megatron scoffed and had his cannon all warmed up, then made run for it. Out of the medical room. "Optimu--!"

"Silence!" Megatron tightened his grasp once more, shutting down the small human. There was no way Megatron was going to let Autobots win this time.. Optimus, to win this time. "All units--!" Megatron pressed his comlink, his voice echoing through the bridge. "Anhilliate all the Autobots aboard the ship!"

"No!" Amy gasped, starting to get dizzy as Megatron still had tight grip. "M-Megatron-- my stomach!" Megatron quickly let her have some air and stopped harming her fetuses' point, now growling as he held her close of his chest. Amy not realizing it.

"There!"

Megatron glanced back, aiming his blaster quickly behind of the sight to notice the two-wheeler and Bumblebee on his heels. Amy noticed them also, watching in horror.

"NO-!" Megatron fired few blasts, but transformed as he missed each of them, speeding away Amy in his somehow developed altmode. "Just, let me go!"

"Didn't I warn you already?" Megatron growled, making spins so much that Amy had tight grib of the seat under her. Megatron avoiding the blue blasters of hitting him. Of course everything was blind for Amy, there was no windows. "Stand, low."

"I'm sorry, when exactly!?" Amy asked rather annoyed, but was caught off guard when Megatron gave fair laugh at this. The girl remained unmoved.

"Such a pure capacity." Amy had suddenly seatbelt over her waist. Locking her there. "Just what this ship needs."

.. Shit.

"Got ya--!" Megatron's altmode felt suddenly heavy, but soon felt again light as Megatron made few spins. Amy knew the voice as Bulkhead, smally growling of his fail!

Guys, get me the fuck out!

"Trying to be clever, huh?" Megatron seemed to talk for himself, until he made tight turn, increasing his speed so much that Amy had burried into her seat. "Wouldn't be first time."

"Why aren't you fighting?" Amy asked, trying to find a way out. There was no space clearly, so all she had left was talking. "Aren't you the Gladiator, smarthead?"

"I can assure you, when I have you out of their reach--" Megatron voice turned cold. "I will do whatever it takes to get them off of this ship."

No..!

"-- But not on this day."

Suddenly, Amy couldn't no longer feel the seat under her, but the claws which barely wrapped around her frame. Then, something collided on each other like last time, Amy watching as Optimus throws Megatron on ground with light force. It was predicted that both of them were careful, but the fact that Megatron was covering Amy nextly from the Prime weren't. There was only small space between the two Titans.

Amy stared at Optimus with wide eyes.

He.. came?

"Now, hand over the girl." Optimus held his servo as in gesture for Megatron to reply. But the Warlord took his blade out rather agreeing onto his statement.

"Wouldn't you be nice to earn her." Megatron suggested, the girl glaring at him as if 'I'm not neither of yours trophy'. Optimus didn't like it either, they didn't have much time when Rafael can still detect them. It was lucky shot they even had a track of the Nemesis since there seemed to be leak of Energon. Now, all four of the 'Bots were there to get something of theirs back. "A good little one O' one fight, right?" Megatron made circle with Optimus, the Prime glancing down at Amy with worried optics. "Expect it's going to be your last."

"Optimus--!" Arcee, Bulkhead and Bumblebee stopped by the hallway's opening, watching the two leaders picking up a fight. Amy still included.. "Let her go!" Arcee suggested, pointing her blasters towards the Warlord.

Everyone..

"Brokewire--" Megatron begun, the three Autobots notifying loud footsteps. "Take them down." By time they had turned around, there was already bunch of Insecticons giving them hard time to even breath. "And no worry--" Amy gasped as she had suddenly been placed into a narrow spot.. into Megatron's sparkchamber. "She will be in good hands."

Before Megatron shut his chestplate, Amy saw the anger boiling in Optimus' optics as his facecover was on. Once more, there was a time Megatron launched forward with roars, swords clashing against each other.

Can't they seriosly go on once by negotiating!?

"Hey-- careful!" Amy yelled, her head hitting by huge impact to Megatron's metal. The smell was quite bad concidering that Megatron still had Dark energon floading though his veins and spark. So, Amy's keep-myself-safe weren't maybe the best choice for Megatron to make. "Arcee-! Get them to stop!"

"A little busy, Amy!"

FUCK!

Amy flew back and hit her back quite hard, having hard time to restrain her breathing as it came from thin air. But the metal which once was covering her was forcefully being tored little open, a single digit reaching in and pulling her barely out by her hoodie. But the covers of Megatron snapped again on, so the movement was too quick for Optimus to have better grip of Amy. She rolled down of Megatron's laying body and slumped just in time on her knees. Onto the fucking floor.

I'm free!!!

"No-!" Megatron tried to grab her, but had Optimus there to punch him right on the face, then roll both of them over. Away from the recovering teenage-girl. But Amy had her time then, making run for it towards where Arcee and Bulkhead was.

Optimus will come, if I'm not on the way!

But Insecticon spotted her.

Now, Amy stopped, and started running almost back. But still made little turn away as Optimus had been throwed towards her, he stopping right in mere seconds. Amy desided to stop, watching as Optimus kept kneeling down and glanced behind him to search for her. It didn't took long as he noticed her standing there almost right behind him.

"I-I'm sorry-!" Optimus grabbed her immediately, backing away and helding her close as the Insecticon warrior and the Warlord approached threatenly. "I didn't see Soundwave coming--!"

"Not now." Optimus whispered, until he tensed once as his back collided with the wall behind him. Amy looked back, noticing the now-ending-hallway right there.

"If you so insist--" Amy turned to see the pointing, hot, ready-to-fire and burning cannon. "I will take the girl, and I may spare all of your miserable lives." Megatron's voice was low.

Optimus couldn't stop wondering why he had the sudden interest of her anyway.

"Optimus!" And clanck, Bulkhead hit Megatron's helm so hard that he stumbled to stand for second. Amy didn't even proceed the whole sceen as Optimus ran through the now opened path, leaving behind the hallway. "We lost contact to base, Rafael's frequency must've ended."

Optimus slide his facemask off, glancing down at Amy which he held close of his chest. Still seeing that determined, young and brave human girl.

".. Time for plan B." Optimus stated, turning right of the next intersection.

"Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" Amy required, glancing around for the Bots running near Optimus. Arcee and Bulkhead mostly did, having Amy to widen her eyes up in confusion. "What!?"

"Just two words; brace yourself." Arcee warned, Bumblebee beeping in reply as his fist raised up. Amy gave a look up at Optimus.

Oh Jesus..

Until they came into a familiar room once more, the Energon-fueler. But Optimus headed for the whole in middle of there, glancing down at the clouds and sky now below them.

"Wait, we're going to jump!?" Amy asked.

"It's the fastest way down." Bulkhead replied, seeming ready as ever.

"Plus Ratchet gets a hold of our signal before we even touch the ground." Arcee reassured, Amy not at all satisfied by the answer.

"And we can get off of this ship." Optimus had tight grib of her, pressing her against his strong, metal chest. Amy still though glanced up at him. "I will assure you, I won't let go."

".. I know." Amy smiled, grabbing hold of his digits in reassure. "Okay, then--"

"FREEZE!"

Dreadwing barged into the room with bunch of troopers on his heels.

Only to see the falling of four Autobots jumping down.

"This is insaneeee-!" Amy screamed, feeling the wind, coldness, excitment and adrenaline fill through her. The air's draft was still quite intense above there.

"Ratchet, Optimus to base, do you read?" Optimus asked then, helding Amy close as he looked up. Noticing few Vehicons flew after them.

HE DIDN'T KNOW CAN WE EVEN GET A HOLD OF THAT BUTT-ASS!?

:--Loud and clear, old friend.: But this time, Amy was relieved to hear the old butt's voice.

"The Ground-bridge would be on point!" Arcee informed, firing up with her blasters. Amy looked up and towards the ship, watching as something flew fastly down towards them. It was not hard to predict, and see from far away who it was. "Keep her hidden-!" Arcee had her blades then out, even though Autobots' element was ground and not air, it didn't mean Arcee-the-skilled warrior couldn't do anything of the approaching Megatron.

Optimus turned so his back was heading towards the ground, his both servos covering Amy's body up.

Fragger.. worry 'bout yourself..!

But the bridge came, few kilometers away from there.

Ratchet. WE'RE DYING IN HERE!

Bumblebee grabbed hold of Megatron's altmode, but soon had himself flown away. The Warlord now coming right at Optimus and Bulkhead. Of course the former-wrecker throwed himself on the way, Amy seeing at that time how the greeness of the bridge surrounded them. Gravity took on, Optimus making up on his pedes just in time as he ran through. Amy safely in his grasp.

Optimus dodged few blasts, jumping through the bridge and landing once more on his peds. This time, Amy settled down on his shoulder. They both watched Arcee and Bumblebee coming through, until finally Bulkhead also. The catastrophian silence killing each of them.

"WE MADE IT!?" Until, Amy was first to speak up. "For Christ's sake you have no idea how relieved I am to be back!" Amy hugged Optimus' helm with wide smile.

"A day only like this, and everything almost fell apart." Arcee sighed, glancing up at the little smiling Optimus. "Wouldn't you agree?"

"Indeed." Optimus replied, rubbing Amy's cheek with his digit. "It is glad to have you back home, Amy. "

".. Thanks big rig." Amy placed a kiss on his huge cheek.

"Maybe little quieter.." Ratchet spoke from his place near the bridge controls, glancing back to see Amy's small glare towards him. "But it's good to know you're back to keep ordering Miko and Jack. They surely are hard cases to deal with.." He mumbled again, tapping down something. Amy chuckled, leaning back.

"Yeah..." Until the memories of just less than one hour ringed through her mind. "I-I don't know if this is any useful information, but..." Optimus and his team waited eagerly, but saw hesitance on her face. "N.. nothing."

"Come on, give us something." Bulkhead reassured, watching as Amy rubbed her shoulder in uncomfort. ".. Megatron didn't hurt you or the babies, did he?"

Optimus thinked the option also, narrowing his optics.

"No, no.. far more worser."

The 'Bots near Amy tensed, exhanging small looks between each other. What exactly could be much worser than being hurted, tortured, or killed by Megatron? More importantly, forcefully-interrogated? Amy took a huge breath, closing her eyes for a moment.

"He... has developed.. prototypes for me and the children." Amy looked seriosly at Optimus.

"He knows of them."

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