• ~ Third Person Perspective ~ •

A few weeks had gone by. The new nurse was the talk of the school. (Y/n) was quite liked by all the students. Even Vince, who was very much a bully, who she broke down into tears. He was still mean, but always got a talking to by (Y/n).

(Y/n) was so constantly brought up at base, that even Optimus became curious to know who (Y/n) was. After a few minutes of the kids explaining, he understood why she was such a popular topic now.

By the end of the week, the topic of (Y/n) had calmed down. At least until the three kids were watching the news and word of a kidnapping had been announced.

"... in 15 minutes." The announcer finishes. The kids figured they'd wait to see what had happened. Especially if it was in their area that it had happened.

"You think it was someone we know?" Raf asked, Jack shrugged.

"There's always a chance. It's a small town, if it was even in the town." Jack said, scratching the back of his head. Miko only shrugged in response. Once the news came back on. Jack dropped his phone.

"At 4 pm today, it was discovered that a woman named (Y/n) (L/n) had been grabbed from the side of the road. Here's the footage." The news anchor man foretold before a video taken from one of the street cameras recorded a video of something grabbed (Y/n) and pulling her into the video.

The vehicle in question was red. Knockout. The anchor man continued, saying that the police were on the case. Jake called Optimus over. Once he saw the video, he furrowed his brows.

"Knockout. Why would he just take her?" He questioned aloud.

"I don't know, but we need to save her." Jack said, sounding serious and worried. Optimus nodded.

"We will do what we can." Optimus said with a nod.

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(Warning)

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(Mature Content)

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When (Y/n) awoke, she found herself cold, lying against metal. Looking around, she saw she was in what looked like a giant bird cage. She felt confused. Looking around the room, she saw she was in what looked like a giant bedroom.

The room was empty. Looking down at herself, she saw that her blouse had been torn, as well as her pencil skirt. Her flats were no longer on her feet. Touching her head, she felt blood. Frowning, she laid back down. The only material she had was her shirt. She then realized her hair was down.

Whoever brought her here definitely wanted to play with her, so it seemed. Sitting up a little, she tore some cloth from her shirt and held it against the bleeding area. She remained silent. Awaiting her kidnapper.

The woman was admittedly terrified, but screaming wouldn't help with anything. To keep herself calm, she took deep breaths. The throbbing pain in her head wasn't helping. If she had her bag she'd get her first aid kit, but it wasn't with her.

Moments of silence later, she felt a vibration come from beneath her. It startled her, but she sucked in a breath and pulled out whatever was beneath her. Relief washed over her when she realized it was only her phone. It was Jack. He asked her if she could see this.

She started to hear the sound of metal foot steps. Quickly she sent "help" before she put her phone in her zip up pockets and pretended to be asleep still. (Y/n) steadied her breathing and tried to stay calm, though there was an urge to cry.

The young woman was forced awake, when something slammed against the cage, throwing her against the bars on the other side. Pain washed over her and she curled into herself. She bit her lip to withhold a whimper.

"Wake up, pet." A dark voice croaked. (Y/n) sat up and looked to the source. It was a robot. Large and grey. Eyes purple. "Good. You're awake."

Once the cage steadied, the giant robot opened the door. He grabbed the smaller being, sharp digits pricking her skin, like the thorns of a rose. (Y/n) felt her heart pounding in her chest, but she continued to take deep breaths.

They soon entered another area, after passing by many other robots. The room had strange devices, which (Y/n) could only assume are computers. There was a counter with a few different objects on it.

The robot holding (Y/n) laid her down. The small being shuddered at the temperature change. She saw the being smirk and then look to another. Approaching her with another piece of technology. This one was red. Much like the vehicle who took her. A beam ran over her body and she tensed.

"She's fine. Just needs to be patched up." The red bot said, sounding bored. 'He must be the medic of this group...'

"Return her to her cage once she's patched up." The large grey bot demanded before leaving. The red bot shrugged before a small human that looked like him appeared on the counter. The robot removed a bag from his chest then handed it to the smaller, human, version of himself.

"Are you alright?" He asked, kneeling down, gently grasping (Y/n)'s arm to help her sit up. She was surprised to hear that. She didn't expect him to care.

"I'm alive." (Y/n) replied calmly. She looked to her bag and took it from his grasp. He was about to grab her when she removed a small medical kit from the bag.

(Y/n) then set her bag down and opened the small box. She got out bandaids and Neosporin and began to take care of herself. She then remembered her head wound and looked to the man/bot.

"Do you happen to have a mirror?" The young woman asked, Knockout blinked then nodded. The human version, faded and the robot walked away. He came back over with a mirror and held it in front of her. "Thank you."

"You're... uh... welcome. What's your name?" The red bot asked. (Y/n) glanced up at his, then back to the mirror, then to her bag.

"(Y/n). And yours?" She hummed in response, searching for a hair tie.

"Knockout." He answered, watching her. She soon plucked one out of her bag and pulled her hair bag. "You know you're quite beautiful for a fleshy."

The compliment caught (Y/n) off guard. Blinking, she looked at the robot, then back to the mirror. She opened an alcohol wipe and wiped her injury.

"Um... thank you. I think your paint job is very visually appealing." (Y/n) returned the compliment before returning to her injury.

"Why thank you. I do my best~. Though, I can't guarantee you'll still be sitting pretty once Megatron is done with you." He said, receiving another glance from (Y/n).

"I'd ask why, but I have some ideas." (Y/n) responded calmly. She felt another vibration from her device, but she knew she wouldn't be able to respond with a bot looking right at her. "Do you have a blanket? Or is that too much to ask?"

"I could find something." Knockout shrugged before walking off. (Y/n) hid behind an object and looked at the message. He had asked her to send something else. She quickly sent a letter before stuffing her phone back into her pocket. She then went back to her original spot. "Here you go."

He gave her a rag, that was thankfully clean. She wrapped it around herself to keep warm, seeing as the room was cold. Knockout then put his servo out for her. She looked at it then back at him.

"Get on or in grabbing you." He said, putting his other servo on his hip. (Y/n) sighed and got on his servo. He brought her back to her cage, leaving her with the rag.

She let her hair down in order to stay as warm as possible. (Y/n) curled into herself to try and relax. She felt a cold digit brush her small frame. She tried to ignore it and she did, until when Megatron was brushing and playing with her hair, he pulled it. The sudden pain made her gasp in surprise. She looked over at him and suddenly there was a human.

He looked like what the robot would look like if he was human. (Y/n) felt uncomfortable and cornered. He approached her slowly, making (Y/n) feel afraid. She only watched as he moved his hand down and tore off her blouse.

"Hey!" She snapped and quickly brought her knees to her chest. The 'human' shrugged and knelt down to her. He punched her lips then continued to cut her bottom lip with his nail. She winced softly.

"You are going to do as I say, or this will hurt a lot more." He threatened. (Y/n) didn't respond and just looked at him, a glare holding her features. He chuckled. "I've come to understand why the humans do this. You are beautiful for your species. However."

He pulled a blade out of no where and slowly cut her cheek. (Y/n) tensed and gave a small hiss. Megatron smirked, he then moved the blade down to her skirt. He slipped it beneath the waist band and slowly cut through the fabric.

It fell with a soft thump, considering she had things in her pockets. (Y/n) now felt violated, and she did not enjoy that. He was about to make his next move, when she kicked him hard right in the abdomen, sending him back with a grunt. This made him angry.

When he returned, he hit her straight in the face, causing (Y/n)'s nose to begin to bleed. She bit her bloody lip to ignore the pain. Megatron felt satisfied enough for now.

'She'll be here a while anyway.' He thought to himself. 'There will be plenty of chances.'

"Rest easy, fleshy." He said, then stabbing her right in the gut. (Y/n) gasped harshly, the pain running throughout her nervous system directly to her brain. She crumbled to her side and looked at her bloody hand.

The human form faded away and the robot left.