Megarod

Megarod

Hot rod and Megatron meet in secret during the war. Hot rod disappears for a long time and Megatron looks for him while leading his army. He finally gets word of him and sees that Hot rod is heavily sparked and actively pushing out their sparkling

"What is it?"

He didn't even bother looking up as he planned his next assault against the Autobots.

"Hot Rod has been found."

He paused, finally looking up at the mech who'd come to deliver the news.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

His spark began beating rapidly, at the idea of Hot Rod finally being found. They'd hooked up shortly before Nyons destruction. He'd been a Nyonian rebel fighting to free his city from functionalist rule.

He'd found himself drawn to him. The mech has a spark to him that was irresistible. He found himself listening as he spoke to the others. Incorporating some of his ideas into the Decepticons.

He was beautiful and bright. Everything he was not. No one could crush his spirit not even the functionalist no matter how much they tried.

When they met sparks had flown. Hot Rod was irresistible and he could never get enough. He must have felt the same way because whenever he asked to meet up. Hot Rod was always there waiting for him.

Even though he spoke of a better future. He never thought it was possible. Not until he met Hot Rod. With him he could imagine himself settling down. Getting bonded and having a few sparklings of his own.

The two of them fell hard and fast for each other or at least he did. He knew from the moment he saw him that he was special.

The two would make love every chance they could. Afraid it would be there last. Afterwards they'd cuddle together. Talking about nothing and everything at the same time.

Then Nyon had been destroyed and Hot Rod was gone. He thought Hot Rod was amongst the dead. He'd mourned him desperately and futility searched the rubble for him. Even though there was nothing left, but ash.

When Hot Rod died he changed. He became someone he didn't recognize. A warlord who wanted to burn Cybertron to the ground and anyone who got in his way.

He killed Zeta for what he did making him suffer as he did so. Then he killed the rest of the council who stood by and watched.

He mourned for a long time. Determined to destroy everything. Until one day Soundwave had shown him a picture. It was fuzzy and from far away, but he'd recognize him no matter what.

He'd spent the next few days raging. Wanting to go out and find Hot Rod. leaving the Decepticons behind. Even though he knew that wasn't possible. Soundwave had stopped him from doing anything reckless, but he sent people to find Hot Rod. He couldn't let him go. Not again. Not when he had another chance.

After what felt like forever, the waiting was finally over. He boarded a ship which would take him to Hot Rod. Soon his beloved would be returned and he'd do it right this time. He'd make him his Conjunx. Bonding their sparks together forever. He didn't care about the war anymore. This was way more important.

When they landed on the planet Hot Rod had been hiding on. He barely spared it a glance, despite it's beauty. He was led to a large cave where Hot Rod set up home. He told his guards to leave him as he walked inside.

Hearing noises of pain he moved quicker. Worried he was injured and required medical attention. Stumbling into the main room he was shocked to find Hot Rod crying out in pain as he pushed out their sparkling.

He rushed over and Hot Rod looked at him in surprise.

"Megatron."

"I'm here. Don't worry I'm here for you."

He held his hand. Feeling Hot Rod squeeze as he realized he was really there and not some pain induced hallucination.

He began to cry and he wiped his tears. Hands going to his valve. He rubbed his thigh soothingly, as he resumed pushing.

Hot Rod screamed in pain. As he struggled to push his sparkling out. He felt his hips feeling his sparkling inside. It was big which wasn't a surprise because he was big.

Hot Rod sobbed, his valve fluttering as his body tried pushing out his sparkling.

He held his hand encouraging him as he pushed. Hot Rod screamed pushing as hard as he could and he could see the sparklings head.

He helped pull him out smiling at his sparkling who was a mix between Hot Rod and himself. The sparkling began to cry and Hot Rod reached for him.

He handed him over and watched as Hot Rod held their little one. Smiling as he stroked his little head. Chest plates opening to let his sparkling feed.

He wrapped his arm around him and held Hot Rod who looked exhausted but radiant.

"You did such a good job."

Hot Rod nodded his optics never leaving their sparkling. They could talk about everything else later. Right now he let himself enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by his family.

Would love to see Perceptor chase off suitors of Hot Rod since he only wants the best for his bitty. Only one still brave enough to stick around is Soundwave, who's been pining for Hot Rod for forever.

"Carrier is that really necessary?"

He complained. Watching as his carrier threatened one of his suitors, who took a step back in fear. Optics wide in alarm. The crystal flowers in his hands getting destroyed from how hard he was squeezing them. Obviously terrified of his carrie.r Who continued yelling at him about trying to sleep with him. Even though he only brought crystal flowers.

He sighed internally because he'd just lost another one.

Perceptor didn't care though and continued chewing his suitor out. Claiming they only wanted to interface with him and then would leave him sparked and alone.

He sighed. Wishing he could find someone to interface with, but they were all too scared of his carrier.

He felt an arm wrap around his waist and he looked over to see his best friend Soundwave.

He leaned back cuddling against him. His carrier hated him and was always trying to make him leave. Luckily for him Soundwave was a lot braver than most and continued seeing him despite his carriers displeasure.

"I see your carrier's gotten to another suitor."

He sighed again. Dramatically leaning into Soundwave's lap.

"At this rate I'm never going to find anyone. I'm going to die a virgin."

"You're not going to die a virgin."

Soundwave reassured petting his head.

He gestured towards his carrier.

"My carrier is scaring everyone away, no one will touch me."

"I am."

Soundwave leaned closer rubbing a hand along his spoiler.

He shivered. Looking back at Soundwave the two made optic contact and he blushed feeling a spike of arousal.

"Will you touch me?"

Soundwave nodded leaning closer.

"I'll take care of you."

He barely held back a moan. Feeling his entire body warm with excitement. Wanting Soundwave to frag him immediately, but the other mech shook his head.

"Not yet. Have patience, I'll meet you later at our special spot."

"Okay."

He whispered in excitement.

His carrier who'd finished traumatizing one of his suitors for life. Turned around optics immediately narrowing when he noticed Soundwave.

"How did you get into my house?"

Soundwave shrugged.

"You were so busy yelling at Hot Rods suitor you didn't notice me walk inside."

"Get out of my house."

"Carrier."

He argued not wanting him to leave.

"No. I know mechs like Soundwave and they only want to use you and then they'll leave you all alone. My bitty is not going to suffer through that kind of spark break.

Perceptor came over and separated the two of them. Forcing him to sit on the other side of the couch away from Soundwave which was so unfair.

He would never do anything to hurt him and he didn't understand why his carrier didn't understand that.

He was always trying to ruin his life and embarrass him, but this time it wasn't going to work. Soundwave was a lot braver than the others and he wasn't going away.

The two glanced at each other when his carrier wasn't looking and he couldn't wait for later that day.

His carrier eventually forced Soundwave to leave not wanting him around. Even though he promised they weren't doing anything and Soundwave was just a friend.

Much to his annoyance his carrier didn't want to hear it.

That night he waited until he knew his carrier was asleep before sneaking out. He met Soundwave at their usual spot and the other mech took him back to his house. Where he finally got to try interfacing and it was amazing.

He didn't understand why his carrier was trying to stop him from feeling this kind of love.

Hot rod gets sparked from a one night stand with soundwave and breaks down crying in the bathroom from the positive sparkling test.

His breakdown is interrupted by his first sparkling who looks exactly like soundwave, color scheme and build, running in to hug his carrier.

Hot rod comforts his sparkling and apologizes looking at the test.

This is the second time this has happened and he still never told soundwave about the first sparkling they had together.

Soundwave finds out on his own when he sees Hot rod holding their sparklings hand crossing the street. His hand on his very very large bump while holding groceries on that wrist.

"No. No. No."

He cried. Pacing back and forth occasionally glancing at the test sitting menacingly on his counter. He couldn't be sparked. He just couldn't.

Grabbing the test and looked it over while sinking to the floor. He stared at the two pink lines in shock. His hands trembled as he held it up. Twisting it to the side hoping the results would change but it never did. He was sparked.

He sobbed. Internally cursing himself for being so stupid and irresponsible. He should have been more careful.

"Carrier?"

He heard a nervous voice call out for him. His head snapped over and he found his first child, standing in the doorway looking nervous. Wondering why his carrier was crying.

His little one looked exactly like Soundwave, which made his spark twist inside of his chest. Opening his arms his sparkling ran to him.

He hugged his little one. Kissing his forehead and reassuring him that he was fine. He didn't want to worry him. Especially when this was an adult issue. Not something a sparkling should have to deal with. He was the one who made the stupid decision and now he needed to figure out what he was going to do.

Looking at the positive test he decided to wait a few more days before telling him. He needed time to process everything and get his thoughts in order. He wasn't sure what he was going to do yet and he didn't want to get his sparklings hopes up. He knew his little one wanted a sibling, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to have another sparkling. Especially one he'd have to raise alone.

He already felt like he was failing his first born. Sometimes he felt like a horrible creator who was constantly letting his sparkling down.

Picking up his sparkling. He threw the test in the trash and went to make his little one dinner. Distracting them both by tickling his sparkling who laughed and clung to him. Burying his face against his neck. He patted his back feeling tears in his optics. His sparkling was such a good kid and he loved him so much. He never regretted having him. No matter what. He'd always love him.

Later he was sitting on the couch. His sparkling was asleep and he had a hand on his belly. He knew it wouldn't be long before it began to swell.

He leaned back closing his optics. Spoiler trembling as he touched his belly feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

Arcee and Bumblebee had volunteered to watch his sparkling. Wanting him to get out and do something for himself. Ever since his sparkling was born he'd, been taking care of them all the time. Never giving himself time to relax or go out by himself and socialize. He knew it wasn't healthy but he couldn't leave his sparkling alone for long. He was always worrying about him. Scared something would happen if he let him out of his sight for even a moment or if he didn't do everything by himself.

His friends pushed him to see a therapist and he's gone to a few sessions. Where they talked about getting sparked and how difficult carrying was alone. How he always needed the sire but they weren't there and he had to do everything by himself. His therapist thought he might have delayed PPD. When he first brought his sparkling home he constantly pushed the symptoms away. Forcing himself to take care of his sparkling. Even when he was struggling and desperately needed help. His mind would stop him from asking.

At first he'd been reluctant to depart from his sparkling, but his friends kept bothering him. Determined to get him out of his house and to have fun.

He'd been so nervous. Even though he'd started letting his friends watch his sparkling. He felt guilty because they were watching his little one while he had fun. Instead of him going somewhere important where his sparkling couldn't come along. Like his therapist appointments.

It was really hard and even his sparkling chimed in to convince him. Telling him all the fun things they were going to do. Until he finally agreed. Now he regretted it and should have trusted his instincts. When had told him it was a bad idea.

He'd gone to a nearby bar and gotten himself a drink. Planning on hanging out for an hour and then going home. He scanned the crowd looking for anyone familiar. When he'd frozen in place. Staring at Soundwave in surprise.

The Decepticon had left for Earth shortly after he found out he was sparked and he never got the chance to tell him.

At the time he'd been angry. He thought they had something special, but then Soundwave just left without a word. Leaving him to pick up the pieces and try to figure out how he was going to raise their sparkling alone.

He knew the Decepticon would want nothing to do with his little one which is why he never told him. After all he wanted nothing to do with him. If he did. He wouldn't have left like that. Without even saying goodbye. Just leaving him all alone. Wondering what he did wrong to make Soundwave leave him. It had hurt so much and the longer he waited the harder it was to tell him.

Feeling nervous he turned away playing with his glass. Wondering if he should leave or not when Soundwave came over.

It was awkward. Neither knew what to say and he had to bite his tongue to keep himself from telling him about their sparkling.

The two talked about random things. He ordered another drink and when Soundwave's hand brushed against his, he shivered. The two looked at each other and he could feel a spark was still there even after all this time.

He'd looked away breaking the moment. Feeling nervous and embarrassed. Wondering what he was doing and if he was trying to get hurt again. He glanced at the door wondering if he should leave. When Soundwave stopped him with what he had to say next. He was moving back to Cybertron and his spark fluttered at the idea. Even though he knew it didn't mean anything. Soundwave wasn't here for him.

He'd probably moved on and found someone else. It wouldn't be hard he was handsome and could be charming when he wanted to be.

He tried to keep his distance. Wanting to protect his spark from being hurt again. Which is why he didn't know what happened. At first the were talking catching up and then they were making out and Soundwave was taking him back to his hotel room.

It had been an amazing night and he forgot how good he was. Making him cum so many times until he passed out from exhaustion.

After the last time he hooked up with Soundwave. He hasn't been with anyone else. Always too busy to even think about it. Besides no one could ever compete with Soundwave and the way he made him feel when they made love.

It had been amazing in the moment. Until he woke up and realized what he'd done. He'd made up some kind of excuse so he could get out of there. Afraid he'd tell Soundwave about his sparkling or do something embarrassing like beg him to stay with him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He'd let himself get sparked by Soundwave again. It was like every time Soundwave was around his processor just turned to mush.

He didn't regret his first born. He loved him so much and would do anything for him.

Rubbing a hand over his belly he decided to keep his little one. He knew it would be hard having to go through it all over again, but at least this time he knew what to expect.

When he told his sparkling the news he'd been excited. Jumping up and down at the idea of having a sibling. He was already talking about all the things he'd do with his sibling. It was adorable and he knew the two of them would be best friends.

His friends had been shocked. Although they knew when it happened. They kept wanting to know who the sire was and if he could get in contact with them. He tried to evade the question. Feeling embarrassed and worried they'd judge him. Eventually he couldn't hold back anymore and finally admitted that it was Soundwave.

"How? I thought he was on Earth."

"He recently came back."

He looked down. Rubbing his belly and feeling ashamed.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know. I doubt Soundwave would want a sparkling, let alone two."

"Oh Hot Rod. Why do you do this to yourself?"

He flinched slightly feeling tears fall as he was overcome with shame and self loathing.

"Because I'm dumb."

"You're not dumb. You are in love and sadly you love the wrong person."

He shook his head immediately denying it.

"I don't love him. He's just a stupid jerk I sometimes frag."

Both his friends gave him a look. Which he ignored, because he wasn't in love with Soundwave. All they did was frag and nothing more.

Soundwave would never want anything more with him.

"I'm sorry Hot Rod. We're here for you in anyway you need us."

He nodded putting a protective hand on his belly, as he prepared for his upcoming sparkling. This time it was easier because he knew what to expect. He also had his little one who was so excited to be a sibling.

He'd been out shopping for sparkling supplies. His sparkling holding his hand as they walked around. He wanted to help pick things out for the nursery. Promising to be the best big brother ever. It was so cute watching the way he'd look everything over. Wanting to make sure it was the best.

His belly had gotten so big and it wouldn't be long now. Soon his second child would be here.

His feet hurt a lot and after leaving the store he couldn't wait to go home and rest. He felt exhausted as he held his sparklings hand. Making sure he didn't get lost or run into traffic as they crossed the street. He smiled slightly watching as his sparkling tried carrying some of their groceries wanting to help him and show how strong he was.

He'd been so distracted. He didn't notice Soundwave until he'd almost ran into him. Feeling unsteady on his feet, he almost fell when Soundwave grabbed him. Pulling him close he could see the Decepticon looking at his belly in surprise.

He pushed himself away putting a protective hand on his belly and getting in front of his sparkling. Trying to block him from Soundwave's view.

Of course his sparkling who wanted to make friends with everyone and didn't sense the tension between the two of them. Poked his head out waving at Soundwave and announcing that he was going to be a big brother.

He wrapped an arm around his sparkling. Watching as Soundwave puts the pieces together. He gave him a shocked look. Taking in their sparkling and looking at his belly.

"Are they?"

He nodded and Soundwave looked like he had so many questions, but his feet hurts a lot and he didn't want to do this out here in public, where anyone could see.

He gestured for Soundwave to follow as they walked home. The Decepticon snapping out of the shocked daze he'd been in. Grabbing the bags he was carrying. Not wanting him to carry stuff when he was sparked.

When they got home he quickly put things away. While his sparkling went off to play. Once he knew they were alone, did he finally talk to Soundwave explaining everything.

Soundwave and Hot Rod are spotted making love

He felt someone grab him and pull him into an alleyway. He tried to shout for help when a hand clasped around his mouth.

Looking over he was surprised to find Soundwave. Wiggling away, he glared at the Decepticon.

"What are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you."

Soundwave pressed him against a wall and he moaned. Feeling his spoiler rub against the wall.

Soundwave smirked and he lightly hit his chest while glaring.

"Shut up."

The two made out and he felt Soundwave's hands explore his body.

Both of them were desperate after so long and he whined needing so much more.

Soundwave grabbed his legs and lifted him up. The two continued to make out and he grinded his modesty panel against Soundwave.

The Decepticon groaned. Leaving a trail of bite marks against his neck.

"Open up."

He brushed his hand against his modesty panel and he heard it click open. Moaning when Soundwave stuck a finger inside.

"So wet and eager for me."

He nodded kissing Soundwave as he stretched him with his fingers.

Reaching down he touched his modesty panel wanting to feel his spike.

"Please I need you."

Soundwave opened his spike covering and he wrapped his hand around it. Feeling as it got bigger in his hand.

Unable to take it anymore. He pressed his valve against Soundwave desperate for more. Soundwave pulled him closer and sank inside of him.

He moaned. Leaning his head back against the wall and clinging to Soundwave as he fragged him.

"Hot Rod!?"

He looked over. Feeling embarrassed when he saw his carrier watching with a shocked expression on his face. Looking about ready to crash.

"What are you doing with him of all people out in public where anyone could see!?"

He winced looking at Soundwave who looked more annoyed than bothered. Perceptor continued to look shocked and he decided to make a run for it.

He forced himself off Soundwave's spike. Which was a travesty because it felt so good inside of him. Hidden behind Soundwave's large frame. He closed both their panels. Having to force Soundwave's spike back inside because he was still horny somehow.

He then grabbed his hand and took off. The two of them running away and ignoring his carrier who was shouting at him to come back.

He let Soundwave take him to the Decepticon side. Where they hung out for a few days until his carrier forced him back home and forbade him from seeing Soundwave. Not that it stopped him.

Soundwave confronting Hot Rod because he can't understand why Hot Rod can be so chill about the fact that Soundwave ordered Clobber to deactivate Hot Rod.

Hot Rod finding it funny because he doesn't because enough self preservation and is too fed up to care if he lives or not.

Thanks

He walked towards the elevator planning on grabbing himself some energon, after a long day of training. When Soundwave came out of nowhere and blocked him.

"What are you doing?"

"We need to talk."

Soundwave grabbed him and pulled him into a nearby room ignoring his protests.

"Let go of me!"

Soundwave finally released him while glaring down at him.

"I sent someone to kill you and yet you let me live. Why?"

He shrugged.

"Are you really that stupid? I could try again."

"I don't care if you do."

"What?"

The Decepticon looked surprised.

"Soundwave I'm tired. The world is basically ending and I don't care about your assassination attempts. Kill me. Don't kill me. I don't care."

"How can you say that!?"

Soundwave demanded looking upset which surprised him.

"You're the one trying to kill me. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"No. I want my enemies to go down fighting. I want them to be worthy of an assassination attempt. Not whatever this is."

Soundwave gestured and he crossed his arms.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not Optimus."

"I don't care about Optimus."

"Really? Because you love comparing the two of us."

"Because you are acting like someone you are not. Optimus leadership will not make us want to help you."

"What will?"

"You, acting like the leader you are meant to be, but first you need to want to live."

"What?"

"Fight me."

"I'm not going to fight you, we're at peace."

"I never agreed to that. Fight me or else I'm taking over."

"I already told you I don't care."

"I'll kill those Autobots upstairs and all your pathetic friends who are vulnerable right now under the Quintessons control."

His optics narrowed and when Soundwave attacked he fought back.

"There's the spirit."

"Stay away from my friends!"

"You won't fight to save yourself, but you'll fight to save others?"

Soundwave gave him a confused look.

"They're more important."

Soundwave's engine growled and he looked angry.

"You are just as important."

"Why do you care?"

"Because I want you to live. The others listen to you and see you as their leader. Even the Decepticons. You and me we are the future."

"You don't think we'll get them out?"

"Think bigger than that. I mean after we defeat the Quintessons. I'm tired of this war, we all are. Optimus and Megatron are determined to destroy each other and take all of us with them."

"That's not true Optimus wants peace."

"But the Decepticons will never listen to him. I can see a fire burning inside of you. One that can end this war. You and me together, but first you need to want to live."

Soundwave turned around and left. Leaving him to his thoughts.

Hot rod desperate to get his sparkling to safety joins the decepticons who aren’t the monsters autobots made them out to be. They’re monsters made of circumstance not born monsters

Before the destruction of Nyon he'd been at a bar when he met someone. He didn't know they were the Decepticons third in command. They were handsome and charming. Both of them looking to relieve some tension.

Going back to his room the two of them interfaced and it was amazing. The best he'd ever had. He thought Soundwave would leave right after but he stayed the night. Letting him snuggle against him which he appreciated. Hating it when his partner left him right after. It always made him feel like he was nothing but shareware and for the next few days he'd feel dirty no matter how much he cleaned himself.

It was a few days after Soundwave had left that he started to feel symptoms. At first it had been easy to brush them off and then Nyon happened and he forgot all about it. So overcome with grief he barely noticed.

The Decepticons at the time had offered him a place amongst their ranks, but he refused. He wanted to stay where he was and join his people in death.

But something stopped him and that was the little spark somehow still flickering in his chest. The last sparkling of Nyon.

He couldn't get rid of it. He owed it to the people of Nyon to raise his sparkling and teach them the traditions of his home city.

He would not let Nyons memory fade away. Determined he knew he couldn't stay there. It wasn't safe and didn't have any resources for sparklings.

He traveled to the next city over. Which was a hard journey with the war destroying roads and him having to walk some ways.

By the time he got there he was exhausted and worried about his sparkling. Terrified that all of this stress would cause him to loose them.

He sat on the ground. Legs aching and unable to stand. He put a hand on his belly trying to figure out what he was going to do. He was in an unfamiliar city and had no idea where to go from there.

Luckily a kind medic offered to help him. He'd been weary at first, but not having another option he followed after them.

They led him to their small clinic where they were helping everyone they could and looked him over. He desperately needed energon. Which they were happy to provide.

They helped find him a shelter where he could stay and would check up on him, making sure the sparkling was developing nicely.

Laying on his back he watched in awe as his sparkling appeared on the screen. He felt tears fall because they were so beautiful and he loved them already.

Wanting to pay the medic back for their kindness. Even though they insisted it wasn't necessary. He helped out around the clinic doing small things like bringing them tools and cleaning up the place.

Things weren't perfect. The clinic was cramped and he slept on the floor. Energon while he was given some at the clinic was becoming harder to come by as the war raged on.

But it was home and he was trying his best to make a bad situation work. Hoping that maybe he'll find a way off world so his little one can be safe.

Of course then the war came and the city was ripped to shreds. He remembered waking up to screaming and panicking. He'd pressed himself against the wall and held on in fear of being trampled.

Looking around he could hear bombs going off as buildings and people burned. Panicking he ran to the clinic. Pushing past the panicking civilians who were trying to get away.

He somehow managed to make it. Gasping at the the horrible sight. The windows were shattered. Glass littering the ground. He could see the bullet holes on the wall and when he looked down. The medic along with the patients they'd been trying to help were all dead. Their bodies already turning gray.

He stared for a long time. The screaming a distant sound. All he could see was the medic laying their. Face twisted in fear and panic. Body riddled with holes. The smell of blood and death made him gag.

Snapping out of it. He knew there was nothing he could do. He needed to protect his little one. With a hand on his belly he joined the crowd who was trying to flee.

Only to be cut down by both sides fighting without a care in the world. So determined to destroy their enemies they didn't see the world around them.

He felt a sharp sting against his arm and he looked down to see himself bleeding. Looking around he needed to find somewhere he could hide.

Spotting an abandoned building nearby. He hid inside. Making himself as small as possible he waited in silence. Every time he heard a plane fly by he'd tense. Waiting for them to drop a bomb on him.

He didn't know how long he stayed there. Until he was found by a group of Autobots. He raised his hands spark pulsing in fear as they pointed their weapons at him.

One of them noticing his swollen belly smirked.

"This one might be of some use to us."

They grabbed him and dragged him to the Autobots base. Where they locked him in a room. Only coming in to give him energon, as they waited for his sparkling to arrive.

Afterwards they planned on using him to make more. Since their numbers were low and they needed more soldiers. They thought forcing carriers to have children would fix the problem.

It was disgusting and he was afraid for his little one. Knowing who the sire was. If they looked anything like him. He had no doubt the Autobots would kill his sparkling.

He couldn't let that happen and needed to find a way to escape.

Looking around he took note of everything. There were no guards outside his room and the base wasn't as secure as he's sure they'd like.

His room was completely empty. Which means it would be of no use to him. There were no windows so he couldn't use those.

When the base was attacked. He finally got his chance to escape. While everyone was busy fighting, he snuck out the back door. Only stopping to grab as much energon as he could before leaving.

Looking around. He needed to figure out what he was going to do next. He needed to find a way off world.

He decided to go to the nearby city hoping it wasn't completely destroyed. The journey wasn't as long, but he was a lot further along. Having to take frequent breaks to rest.

By the time he reached the city. He found it under Decepticon occupation. Exhausted,.he couldn't go somewhere else and had to find a way to make it work.

He kept his head low and took up all sorts of odd jobs to support himself and hopefully get enough money to leave. It seemed like others had the same idea. Because he heard whispers about the Decepticons having jobs that didn't involve joining their cause.

He was reluctant to take any of those jobs. Worried because of what happened with the Autobots. He'd always been under the impression that the Decepticons were crueler.

As the war continued raging. Jobs became harder to come by. Until he had no choice. He applied to work in their kitchens. Which seemed like a safer job than most.

Things were going well. He was safe and stayed in the kitchen. Rarely speaking to anyone outside of those who worked there.

He was as content as he could be. It was hard work but he was able to save money. Which he could hopefully use to get off world.

He'd been working late, cleaning up the kitchen before going to bed. When he heard people run inside.

Looking over he was surprised to find Soundwave along with his cassettes. The Decepticon didn't seem to recognize him as Rumble and Frenzy asked for milk.

He quickly made them both a glass of warm milk. Trying to hide how exhausted he was. Worried about loosing his job.

He could see Soundwave watching him but he didn't say anything.

He had no idea what the Decepticon was thinking and it made him nervous. He didn't know how he'd react if he learned the truth. Not wanting to put his sparkling in harm's way. He decided not to tell him knowing it was for the best.

Soundwave was busy helping lead the Decepticons. He didn't have time for a sparkling. If he even wanted their little one.

If anyone found out who the sire was. His little one could also be in danger. Autobots might try to use his sparkling as a hostage or kill them out of revenge.

It was best if Soundwave didn't know. Hopefully he wouldn't realize who he was.

The next day when he went into work. There was a chair waiting for him. He also noticed people seemed nicer and was surprised when Decepticons started giving him tips. Even though they usually didn't do that.

They'd also make sure he'd eaten and that he wasn't overexerting himself. They'd use the excuse that his food was really good whenever he asked and they didn't want to lose that.

Even though he could see them looking at his growing belly.

He was surprised that they seemed concerned about his well-being and didn't do anything to him. Now that they knew he was carrying. They continued treating him as a normal Cybertronian and didn't try to keep him for themselves.

They continued giving him money. Even though he tried to refuse they always insisted. Giving what little they had which he was thankful for.

It wasn't long before he had enough money and could buy a ticket to escape. Although he appreciated the Decepticons and all they had done for him. He couldn't let his sparkling be raised in a war zone. They deserved so much more than being forced to fight if they wanted to live.

He climbed onto the transport and looked at his home world one last time. Having no idea when he'd be back.

Maybe one day he'd see Soundwave again and he'd finally tell him the truth. Until then he was on his own.