Third Person Perspective

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Blasts were all that could be heard, besides a ringing in (Y/D/n)'s audial receptors. The femme's vision was blurry. She felt energon leaking from her frame and felt weak, like if she made the slightest move she'd shatter.

Looking up out the broken window of the pod, she saw streaks of blue and red traveling above her. (Y/D/n) knew from the sound that they were blaster rays. They were a noise she once heard rarely, but now they were coming one right after the other.

A question popped into her subconscious processor. 'How did she get there...? Where ever there was?'

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"Megatronus!" (Y/D/n) called, jogging up to the much bigger mech. The mech turned and smiled at you. That smile fell though, when he noticed your frown.

"(Y/D/n)? What's the matter?" He asked, worry in his voice. She avoided eye contact and crossed her arms, her servos tightly grasping them.

"D-did... did you call the strike on the carnival?" (Y/D/n) asked, voice shaking. If there was one thing Megatronus knew well it was that you hated violence. He had known that since the day you first met. The way you shudder at the screams and cries, the sharp gasps you take whenever you see leaking energon, and the lubricant that wells in your optics when someone you care about— or anyone— gets hurt.

Those lubricants were in your eyes now. Megatronus also knew that from the day they first met that (Y/D/n) had continuously been warned about being around him. She didn't care though and always stayed by his side.

"No. That was not of my doing, my dear (Y/D/n)." Megatronus watched as you let out a breath of relief. A tearful smile then grew on your face, your dermas slightly trembling as if you were about to break down.

"Alright... I-I've just heard s-so many things a-abo-about..." (Y/D/n) stammered.

"Shh... it's alright, (Y/D/n). Let us discuss this with some energon." Megatronus offered, wishing to continue to be with his dear friend. As well as wanting to cure her panic. (Y/D/n) nodded in agreement and wiped her optics.

Megatronus wrapped an arm around her, resting a servo on her shoulder plating. It didn't take long for them to arrive at her home. The mech was able to explain some things whilst calming (Y/D/n)'s worries.

She nodded along, half way between listening and leaning against Megatronus with stasis calling her. For (Y/D/n) was in the middle caste as an engineer. Stasis was close to none in her position and a few cubes of energon could only do so much before her systems start to shut down.

"You seem tired, my friend." Megatronus pointed out, fine with leaving if it meant keeping her stable.

"No no, I'm fine. Please, continue." (Y/D/n) beckoned. The mech hesitated, knowing she was going to go into stasis anyway. Not that he exactly wanted her to listen to everything he said, just that he would prefer her falling asleep on her berth rather than on him when he'd have to leave soon after.

"If you insist." He agreed. As he spoke, he watched her (optic/c) slowly disappear beneath the lids. Megatronus couldn't help but smile as she slumped against him. This was usually how things went more recently. With all this destruction and new ideas, (Y/D/n) had become more overworked than ever before.

Megatronus had given her a moment to lock herself into stasis before picking her up and moving her to her berth. He placed a gentle kiss on her helm before he left her. A sharp smile stood proud on his face plate as he left his secret love's home.

That love he held for (Y/D/n) wasn't so secret however. The seekers somehow knew of it. Starscream, knowing of the war that would soon be coming, wanted to weaken their leader. And what better way to do that than getting rid of one of the few people he cared about.

The habsuite was calm, only peace filled the room. That peace had suddenly turned to tension when the room filled with seekers, lead by Starscream himself.

"What will we do with the femme, Starscream?" One of them asked.

"We'll just be sending the lovely (Y/D/n) here on a trip. We have the stasis pod and space bridge ready to be rid of her." Starscream announced to his team with a sinister tone.

"Understood." Another responded. One picked up the femme and the seekers left to the stasis pod.

On the way, (Y/D/n) had woken up and was flailing around, screaming but too high to be heard.

"You can scream all you want, but no one can help you." Starscream chuckled. (Y/D/n) took a deep breath to calm down.

"Why are you doing this to me?" (Y/D/n) asked, looking up at the mech.

"Leverage." Starscream simply replied, followed by a deep chuckle when (Y/D/n)'s eyes darkened with disbelief.

"You're joking right?" She asked, not believing this. "Who will I being kidnapped give you leverage over?"

"Why, Megatronus of course! You are his best friend."

"Why do you need leverage over him?" (Y/D/n) continues to ask. Starscream sneered and with a snap of his digits, one of the seekers knocked her out.

"Well... now you're just asking too much. Have a good stasis coma, my gladiator's friend." Starscream watched as they locked her up into a stasis pod and left when he was beckoned else where. He never saw if his seekers did it, or knew where they sent her to. But he didn't really care.

The next solar cycle, Megatronus went looking for (Y/n). He found her door open and the place felt off. It held tension, not warmth and welcome that it once held with pride. He rushed into her room to find her berth empty. The rest of the search went just the same.

He spoke with a few others he knew in the construction class to find her, but no luck. No one knew where she was. Megatronus went to Soundwave, but he didn't have much either.

Megatronus was now furious, but he couldn't exactly do anything except ask around. In the nights he was distraught, in the day he fought more aggressively than before. Then came time to see Orion.

"Something seems to be bothering you, Megatronus." Orion piped up after a little while of talking.

"Yes. (Y/D/n) has gone missing." Orion looked shocked at this news. He had known (Y/D/n) for a short while, but not for as long as Megatronus had.

"I'm so sorry Megatronus. I know you two were close." Orion replied, a grievance in his voice.

"It is not your fault, though I do feel it was mine. I should've kept a closer optic on her."

"It is not your fault Megatronus. Some things you just can't control."

When Orion became Optimus Prime, Megatronus turned into a being of sadness and rage, while (Y/D/n) floated in a pod throughout space. It wasn't till now that she entered Earth's atmosphere and crashed, waking in the process.

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(Y/D/n) tried to get up, but a shot to the pod made her collapse once more. With a soft pop the front of the door opened to reveal vehicons. (Y/D/n) tensed and a red mech suddenly appeared amongst them.

"Uhh. A neutral has crashed here, my lord. She's injured. Should I bring her to the ship?" Knockout asked into his com link. "Of course. You two, get her to the Med bay. Quickly."

(Y/D/n) was lifted and a familiar stream of green and blue filled her vision. Then everything turned grey with highlights of red and purple. She was laid on the table and once her body relaxed, she offlined once more.