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~ Chapter 7 ~

Trick

I quickly cover my servo over his mouth, muffling the scream as I retract the blade.

"Shhhh." I mutter, my optic casted downwards as the scream stops and I feel him tremble underneath my servos.

I remove my servo, and press it to his neck, applying pressure as he looks up at me, but I don't meet his glaze.

"You still can't leave me to bleed out, can you?"

"Don't tempt me."

Fresh energon begins to cover my servo, I quickly look around and see nothing of use, I'll have to make sure the pressure stays applied otherwise he'll bleed out.

I grab his servo, moving it to over my servo and quickly placing it down as I remove mine. "Keep the pressure." I command as I turn my back and walk to the computer, he won't be able to attack me without a threat of himself bleeding out and dying.

"I am a doctor you know."

I look to the screen, narrowing my optics at the encryption software, the communications chief, Soundwave, must've made it so it's almost unbreakable.

Almost.

My digits speed across the keyboard, looking for a way to get past the firewall systems. "You won't be able to hack it, the firewalls are too strong, the best of the best made sure of that."

"And the best of the best trained me." I reply before glancing at a shellshocked Knockout, I shrug. "I used to be friends with a lot of the Decepticons."

"What of the Autobots?"

"Didn't really know too many of them." I pause, pouting as I look at the screen again, as soon as I pass it, Soundwave will know and alert the entire ship, I have to make sure that doesn't happen.

But I can't prevent it.

"Where's the shield's controls located at?" I ask looking at Knockout for information.

"Well of course in the -"

"For this room."

He raises an optic-ridge, his optics sparkling with mischief. "Oh is that want you want? Some of me?"

I roll my eyes and snort in disgust. "No way, in a million eons I would ever interface with you."

"Weeeeell why do you want to be stuck in here, all alone with me." He asks, dragging out the 'well'.

"Because it's better then having a whole army against me, which I wouldn't mind but at the moment I'm kinda injured."

I gesture to myself.

He barks out a laugh, "and what of me?" He gestures, with his free servo, to his neck.

"At least you weren't tortured."

"At least you weren't stabbed by someone you were trying to help."

Guilt infests my spark. "At least you didn't have to grow up on the streets of kaon."

"At least you didn't have to be sold by your creators."

I narrow my eyes in anger at him, and he does the same. Both staring as if in a contest. He lifts his fist, banging it on the wall beside him, hitting a button as the sound of shield enabling rings out around us.

I turn my back, typing as I deactivate the ship's shields, automatically setting off an alarm to sound outside.

"No one knows what it's like to be the sad man." I turn my head to Knockout, is he singing?
"To be the bad man."

"Behind red eyes."

"Don't sing." I growl, turning my back again as he shuts up.

I type in a series of numbers, a com link I've memorised as a deep voice answers. "What do you want Decepticons?"

"Wow, what a lovely thing to say to someone whose been away from home for almost two weeks."

"Is that you Sundown?"

"The one and only Optimus," I glance at Knockout whose optics are half shit but half still on me, his hand slipping from his neck as energon begins to flow more freely.

"I've disabled the Nemesis's shield and you should be able to pinpoint me and send a ground bridge." I continue to look at Knockout "I'll meet you all on the top of this place, I'll be there soon."

"We'll be there as well." I end the call.

I quickly walk over to Knockout, pressing my servo against his neck before I press my over servo against his chest, steady sparkbeat, he shouldn't be falling unconscious unless his lost too much energon and his systems are shutting down to save his life.

But it's not too much energon, he should be able to handle it.

Unless his faking it.

Before I can be warned, his servo transforms into a saw and he slashes across my chest, I jump back naturally and it just misses my spark.

I gasp, holding my servo that's covered in his energon to press against my own wound. He stands up, clearly fine before he using his servo to hold his neck.

I made sure I didn't cut the main energon line.

And that's my mistake.

He grins at me, circling like a wild cyber-animal that's about to attack it's weakened prey, taunting it.

"Oh what's wrong Sundown. Thought I was that weak?" He jumps forward, slamming into me, grabbing the back of my helm and tossing me into a wall.

"Well look whose the weak one."

I push my servos off the ground, trying to sit up before a sharp kick is delivered and I collapse back down. "This is why Autobots are weak."

He grabs my arm, jerking me up as he slams me in the wall again, crying out in surprise I try to focus to where his standing but my sight is blurry.

"Why they are useless!" He pulls out his energon prod, slamming it into my chest, through the wound he created and into my spark chamber.

He turns it on and I feel the burning pain reach my spark.

I almost scream but quickly bite down on my glossia to stop me from so. I open my optics, staring directly at him as his optics widen.

I use my free ped to twist around his leg, pulling it forward as he falls backwards, the prod falling out of my chest.

I gasp but quickly control my pain and emotions, sending them deep down before I look to Knockout, whose beginning to stand.

I flex my sharp digits, kicking away the energon prod as he does the same, I'll make sure this time I don't show him mercy.
"Did you miss the main energon line?" He snickers, trying to taunt me.

"I never miss." I mutter before I lunge at him, which he was waiting for.

He dodges at of the and round houses, hitting my back and sending me sprawling along the floor. I quickly scramble up, hearing banging outside of the room, vehicons, trying to get in.

He'll predict my attacks, I'm slower and weaker then I normally am which is his advantage, but it seems like I have the most weapons even through I can't use all of them since they're disabled, I can only use my arm-blades and digits which doesn't leave me with much seeing as though he can use all of his.

He begins to circle me again, before he lunged at me, instead of moving quickly I sidestep him, letting him crash into a wall before I grab the back of his neck, slamming him into a wall. I then spin him around, using my digits to swipe across his chest, leaving three scratch marks.

Before he can recover too much I grab his shoulder and pull him forward as I drive my digits into his stomach, he gasps before crying out in pain.

I pull out my digit, energon dripping of them. I let him go, his back sliding against the floor.

Energon is pouring out of his middle section, I must've hit a cable. His neck seems like nothing compared to now, I walk over to the computer again, going through some files to try and gain information as I wait for the ground bridge, it'll take about ten minutes for them to locate the ship.

"Why?"

I look over to Knockout whose on his servos and knees, one servo pressed to the wound I created.
"Why?" I ask "because I purposely missed the main energon cable and let you live then you go and attack me."

"You did it to me."

"I'm a prisoner here, and I'm not letting anyone stop me from getting out of here." I open up a map of the nemesis, the banging has gotten louder and I have to leave soon, I just hope I don't have to fight my way too much, I'm weakened enough as it is.

I can feel my systems slowly shutting down, I'll need to go soon. I walk to the door, getting ready to press the button as I turn to Knockout whose slumped over, now actually unconscious.

I still feel guilty.

I ignore the feeling and open the door, surprisingly no one is standing there. Good but strange. I poke my helm out, looking both directions before I walk out, my peds making very little noise.

I begin to walk faster, towards the flight deck. I might just make it out of this hellhole.

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