Its During The Height Of War And Hot Rod Gets Taken By Decepticons.

Its during the height of war and hot rod gets taken by decepticons.

His tanks are puffed out and his hips widen as time goes on because he’s kept around Soundwave who decides to watch over their new prisoner. Even though hot rod doesn’t even feel like a prisoner since he’s been wandering around with soundwave and taking care of his cassettes.

Its the youngest cassette that really pushes him over the edge because they’re a new spark thats mostly protoform and can’t lift their head on their own. He’s been taking care of all soundwaves cassettes since he got there and the youngest one latched onto him so quick he didn’t have time to fight his chest plates opening and his pouches filling up with milk to feed the bitty.

The other cassettes were adults but he still took care of them. It was apart of his carrier coding to be like that.

He followed soundwave around with the cassettes at both their heels as he took care of them and soundwave handled con affairs.

He felt a little demeaned by being abducted to take care of cassettes and sparkling sit but he also has never been healthier since his coding was free and soundwave took very good care of him.

Soundwave keeps a tentacle wrapped around hot rod and their bitty, literally soundwaves words, when in public because bots are not ashamed to ogle at hot rod who looks so good as a carrier and feeding their sparkling.

He thrashed in their hold desperate to free himself. Having been taken from his home by the Autobots and continuously abused. He wasn't looking forward, to the same thing happening to him with the Decepticons.

He was exhausted and would rather they kill him then whatever else they have planned. Likely a fate worse than death.

They took him back to the Decepticons base. Ignoring his struggles. Where they were stopped by Soundwave. He looked down at him and he shifted feeling uneasy. Unable to tell what he was thinking with his face covered.

He didn't say anything as he turned back to the Decepticons. Who suddenly looked afraid. They nervously handed him over to Soundwave. Who stood there menacingly. Watching as the Decepticons quickly left.

Then Soundwave was taking him back to his room with a hand on his back guiding him through the halls.

He wanted to fight but he was so tired. All he could do was follow along.

Soundwave helped him lay down and he curled up in bed. Breathing in the unfamiliar but also comforting scent. He found his spark spinning rapidly in his chest. Something about the scent making him feel safe.

He ended up falling asleep. Head buried in a pillow as he slept. Too tired to think about anything else. Like the fate that awaited him now that he was in the spy masters hands.

Soundwave quietly watched over him, wondering what he was going to do about him. Even though he had an Autobot symbol hastily placed on his chest. He'd obviously been abused. Something he'd have a medic look over when he woke up. He also reminded himself to get him some energon. He was much too small for his liking. Which was odd because his reports indicated the Autobots had more than enough.

One of his cassettes delivered his file. Which was stolen when they raided the base.

Looking it over. He felt disgusted with the Autobots. The prongs on his tentacles clamped angrily as he read over his file.

The Autobots had kidnapped him from his home city of Nyon. Which they later destroyed. They planned on using him against his will, to create more soldiers. Which was disgusting.

If it wasn't for the Decepticons always keeping them busy. Hot Rod might be sparked or at least sparked in the past.

Whatever sparklings he was forced to have. Would be taken from him the moment they were born and given to others. Who would supposedly raise the sparkling to have strong Autobot values.

He was angry at the Autobots hypocrisy. Always acting like they were morally superior when they did things like this. Looking over his file he was reminded of why he became a Decepticon.

They thought they could get away with using Hot Rod like this because he came from the slums of Nyon. They didn't think anyone would care about him and didn't see him as a person. He knew if Hot Rod was part of the upper class. They would have never done this.

It reminded him of when he was a gladiator. Sometimes they'd be forced to spend the night with their sponsors or other high class bots who wanted to bed a gladiator.

Sometimes the carriers would end up sparked. They would either be forcefully terminated and sterilized against their will or their sparkling would be taken from them. Given to the high class bots who'd do whatever they liked with the sparkling.

Which is why it was one of the worst things you could do and the punishment was death. Carriers and sparklings should never be separated.

The Autobots might claim that freedom is the right of all sentient beings. But what they really mean is you can be free as long as you're born in the right caste.

Looking Hot Rod over. It was obvious he'd been through a lot. He needed time to rest. But he doubted the little mech would agree to such a thing.

Looking his file over. He had an idea. One that will force Hot Rod to rest and will help him with one of his own problems.

Recently he's come across a cassette sparkling. Something very rare now, since most have been killed off. The only ones remaining are his own and Blasters.

He's been trying his best to take care of him with his other cassettes help, but it's been difficult.

He is very young and sparkling fuel is hard to come by these days. He's been worried about having to ration his fuel. Not liking the idea of his youngest going hungry.

He knows his other cassettes have been trying there best to find fuel and take care of Ratbat, but they are all exhausted. Between their own duties and Ratbat it was a lot.

There were also going to be times where all of them would be gone. Like when there was a major battle and he couldn't bring Ratbat with him.

He needed someone who could watch his sparkling and looking at Hot Rod he might be the perfect fit.

But first he needs to see if Ratbat is willing to let Hot Rod take care of him. So far his youngest will only let himself and his cassettes look after him.

When he tried having Megatron watch him. It did not go over well. With his youngest crying until he came and got him.

He also needed to make sure Hot Rod was willing to take care of his sparkling and feed him with his pouches. After the trauma he's endured he might be unwilling to look after a sparkling.

Deciding to take a chance. He carefully picked Ratbat up from his crib. His little one looked up at him chirping softly in hunger.

He quietly soothed him bringing him over to Hot Rod.

He carefully placed him on his chest. Making sure he wouldn't fall. Ratbat chirped. Making the usual sparkling noises but didn't seem in distress.

He waited in a tense silence. As Hot Rod began to wake up. His body likely waking in response to the sparkling on his chest.

He nervously watched. Ready to step in at any moment in case things went wrong.

Hot Rod woke up confused and disoriented. Instinctively placing his hands around Ratbat. To prevent him from falling off his chest as he fully onlined.

Ratbat chirped hungrily. Nuzzling against his chest and he waited to see what Hot Rod would do.

Hearing a click. His chest plates opened allowing Ratbat to feed. His sparkling eagerly latched on and Hot Rod relaxed. Carefully holding his sparkling and watching as he fed. While making a soft humming noise.

Internally he grinned because his plan worked and the two have bonded. Hot Rods coding will prevent him from trying to leave at least for now. Giving him time to heal as he took care of his little one.

Hot Rod immediately became attached to Ratbat and saw him as his sparkling. He'd carry him everywhere and was reluctant to let him go.

He loved him so much and would do anything for him. Soundwave seemed pleased which annoyed him because he knew the Decepticon planned this.

Even though it was annoying. It did give him the chance to have a family like he always wanted. Even though the rest of Soundwave's cassettes are all adults. He still liked taking care of them and they liked it when he took care of them as well.

After hard missions he was always there to hold them as they cried against him. He'd listen as they talked about their day and vented to him.

Whenever they were hurt or sick he always took care of them. If they didn't want to go to the medbay he'd take care of their wounds.

As time progressed. He noticed his body began filling out, now that he stopped denying who he was and started taking care of himself. Soundwave loved the change. Even though he'd occasionally grumble. Embarrassed by all the attention he was recieving.

Soundwave of course would always wrap a tentacle around his waist. Glaring at anyone who stared too long. While showering him with complements and praise for being a good carrier.

Soundwave was amazing and made him feel taken care of. He was always there for him. At first he felt like a babysitter who Soundwave only kept around to take care of Ratbat, but as time went on. He realized Soundwave cared about him. Always showing it in little ways. Doing things to make him feel special.

The first time they cuddled together it had been an accident. Soundwave and his cassettes were having a movie night and he was invited to join.

He'd been reluctant at first but knew Ratbat wanted to be with his family. Even though he clinged to him all the time. Never wanting to leave his chest plating.

He sat on the other side of the couch away from. Soundwave. Still a little unsure about him. Slowly over the night the two somehow found there way back together.

Feeling tired he ended up falling asleep with his head on Soundwave's shoulder. Where he was overwhelmed with Soundwave's scent. Which made his spark spin rapidly in his chest. As he was reminded of when he first arrived and slept in Soundwave's bed.

Watching the way Soundwave took care of all his cassettes. Destroyed every idea he had about the Decepticon.

Soundwave was nothing like the Autobots described. When they tried to paint the Decepticons as monsters. With the Decepticons he was treated with respect. He never felt like a prisoner who wasn't allowed to leave. He could go wherever he wanted but chose to stay.

He was happy here with the family he'd created. He loved Soundwave so much and he knew the Decepticon felt the same way. The two of them were thinking about bonding. Something he could have never dreamed of.

He made him so happy and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. After living together with Soundwave for so long. He couldn't imagine his life without him. Whenever he left to go on missions he'd have trouble sleeping because he was so used to cuddling with Soundwave as they slept.

With the Decepticons he was respected and admired him for being a carrier. Some of them would occasionally try to flirt with him wanting to sire a few sparklings.

Soundwave always stopped them. Wrapping a tentacle around him and glaring at anyone who tried to flirt with him. Wanting everyone to know they were together and if anyone was having sparklings with him. It would be Soundwave.

The Kiddie AU with Soundwave and Springer and Hot Rod made me so sad!! Could we please have a fic where Hot Rod realizes no one has seen Soundwave in a while and he's so worried for his friend that he runs away and tries to find him again. Because for all Soundwave seemed to bully him, Hot Rod still wanted to be his friend and have his beloved bestie again so he runs off, trying to track him down and try to make amends and make it better again!

While the adults talked he became bored. Looking around he noticed Soundwave wasn't around.

"Where's Soundwave?"

The others paused what they were doing and also looked around. Soundwave's carrier began calling for him.

They began looking all over the place while calling for Soundwave. He thought the sparkling was playing a game like hide and seek while Springer thought he was hiding because he was in trouble.

As more time went on he noticed all the adults seemed really worried and then Springers carrier was calling for more officers.

They searched the entire school but couldn't find him anywhere. Soundwave's carrier was distraught and he had a bad feeling which made him start to cry.

His carrier took him home not wanting to stress him out.

"What about Soundwave?"

"I'm sure they'll find him soon."

His carrier soothed tucking him into bed. He had a hard time falling asleep that night worried about Soundwave and wondering where he went.

School was cancelled that week and when he went outside there were fliers all over the place, looking for Soundwave.

His carrier along with other adults joined in the search. He tried to help as well. Even though Soundwave was mean to him he was still his friend or at least had been. He didn't want him to be missing. He could be scared and all alone.

He ended up getting in a fight with Springer who thought Soundwave deserved it for being a bully and that they should be happy he was gone. He didn't feel happy and neither was Soundwave's carrier.

Springer didn't care though and didn't want to look for Soundwave. He stopped speaking with the other sparkling upset that he wouldn't help.

He wasn't happy he was gone. He was worried and blamed himself. If they hadn't been fighting Soundwave wouldn't have disappeared. It was his fault he was gone and he felt guilty.

His carrier told him it wasn't his fault but he didn't believe him. He knew it was his fault and that he needed to find him.

He didn't know how long Soundwave had been gone but it felt like a long time. Soundwave's carrier was sad all the time and cried a lot. The adults were also sad and worried. His carrier wouldn't let him play outside anymore and would make him stay close all the time.

He still wasn't talking to Springer much. The other sparkling was still convinced Soundwave deserved it. He was tired of arguing and fighting. He just wanted his friend back.

He felt a tear fall as he swung on the swing. After begging for days his carrier finally let him go to the park. The only problem was that everything reminded him of Soundwave and it wasn't as fun without him.

He looked over at his carrier who was talking to Soundwave's carrier. He could see him crying and his carrier looked really sad. He didn't understand until a few days later.

His carrier sat him down and explained that Soundwave was gone and that they were having a funeral for him, because he wasn't coming back. He didn't know what it meant and felt a little scared about the idea of Soundwave being gone forever.

When they went to the funeral it was sad. People were crying especially Soundwave's carrier. He was confused and scared. Sticking close to his carrier.

In the front of the room was a box. He stared at it for a long time and came closer. Listening to Soundwave's carrier he began to cry when he realized he was in the box.

His carrier tried to soothe him as he explained what was going on, but he didn't care. He didn't want Soundwave to be in the box, gone forever.

He never apologized for their fight. How could he be gone? He didn't understand. Soundwave didn't like the dark. He tried to act brave but he's always known his friend was afraid of the dark and now they wanted to leave him there forever. He didn't like it.

Crying he ran out of the building not wanting to be there anymore. He ignored his carrier calling after him as he ran for a long time.

He ended up at the park again where he collapsed into tears. He didn't want Soundwave to be gone and he cried for him to come back and that he was sorry.

Then the other sparkling appeared in the trees before running off. Not wanting him to go he ran after him.

He chased him through the forest shouting his name. Soundwave didn't stop until they came to a large tree. Soundwave sat down and patted the spot next to him. He sat down as well having so many questions.

"I'm sorry."

He gave the sparkling a surprised look.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. You're gone because of me."

"I wasn't trying to be mean to you. I was upset that Springer was always around and worried you'd forget about me and be his friend instead."

"I'd never forget about you. You're my best friend."

"I tried to apologize but I kept messing everything up. I never meant to hurt you."

"It's okay. I forgive you."

The two sparklings hugged and he gave him a confused look.

"Where did you go everyone's been looking for you?"

"I was upset that no one was listening to me and I decided to leave because I didn't think anyone would want me around."

"That's not true. Of course we want you around. Your carrier had been so worried."

Soundwave looked down in guilt.

"Oh..."

"I didn't mean to make them worry. After leaving I met someone who wanted to take me somewhere special where I could join their family."

"Did you meet them?"

Soundwave shook his head.

"No. I saw the missing posters and felt bad because I realized my carrier loved me and was worried about me. I quietly snuck away from the stranger when I had the chance and rushed back home."

Looking the other sparkling over he noticed Soundwave looked exhausted and hungry. Grabbing some energon out of his sub space he gave it to Soundwave.

"Thanks."

The sparkling eagerly drank it and he sighed.

"What's wrong?"

He shrugged.

"I'm tired. It's been hard sleeping knowing you were gone. I was so worried about you even though I thought you were being mean."

"Oh..."

Soundwave shifted wrapping an arm around him.

"I'm sorry for being mean to you. I wasn't trying to I promise."

"I know."

"I just didn't like Springer. I thought he was taking you away from me and I didn't want that. You are my best friend."

"No one could ever take you away from me. You're my best friend and I've missed you so much. Springer is a friend of mine but he's not my bestest most amazing friend in the whole world. Besides we're not talking right now."

He sighed remembering what the other sparkling said.

"Why not?"

"He was being mean and didn't want you to come home. Even though everyone else did."

He grabbed the other sparkling not wanting him to go.

"It's okay. I don't care what Springer has to say. I only care about you because you're my best friend and I love you."

"I love you too."

Soundwave yawned and he yawned as well. Running away from Soundwave's funeral and then running after Soundwave was tiring.

"Maybe we should go back and tell everyone that you're alive."

"Not yet."

Soundwave shook his head looking nervous.

"My carrier is going to be mad."

"They're worried and I'm sure they'll be glad you're home."

"I know but I need a little more time. Please."

"Okay. How about we take a nap first?"

"Good idea. That way I'm not so tired when I meet my carrier."

Soundwave pulled him closer and he cuddled against his chest the two sparklings quickly falling asleep.

new warrior mech on the warship, and idw rodimus immediately takes a liking to him:3 heat cycles all around the ship start and roddy just can’t help but go after the cute new mech on his crew<3 the captain states it plainly and makes his move, the new mech accepting shyly. hims a shy little bot. they do it not once, not twice, not three times, but four. roddy wants to breed the shy little mech, keep him tied up in the captain’s room to be filled and used whenever. ofc, there’s always aftercare and kisses 🤍🤍

~ 🔥anon

He shifted around in his bed feeling uncomfortable. Like his frame was too tight and too hot for his body. Everyone's heat cycles were starting up and his was usually miserable.

He'd use suppressants but Ratchet was a tyrant and bans them because they're "not safe."

What does he know anyway. There may be some side effects but that just gives him a more spicy personality.

Despite his amazing arguments Ratchet has ignored him every single time and now he has to suffer.

Getting up he started working on his nest while mumbling to himself. It wasn't fair. Ratchet got to share his heat cycle with Drift while he was all alone.

He paused what he was doing feeling a small pang in his chest when he realized everyone had someone except for him.

He tried not to let it bother him. Ignoring the heat for now. He focused on making his nest. Only to get frustrated when he couldn't get it exactly how he wanted.

Giving up he pushed it to the floor and laid on his bed wishing it was over.

His body felt hot all over but he still wanted snuggles. He desperately wanted someone to touch him and hold him. Make him feel like he's safe.

Hearing a knock on the door he groaned forcing himself to get up. He walked to the door expecting Ultra Magnus to deliver him datapads.

Which he somehow expected him to do even during his heat cycle. Claiming that since he didn't have anyone to help him, the paperwork might distract him from his heat.

Instead he was surprised to find Soundwave. He joined their crew not too long ago. Wanting to get away from everything like the rest of them. Everyone thought he was there for Megatron. Wanting to convince him to come back to the Decepticons. But so far he hasn't said or done anything that might indicate he was there for Megatron. In fact he seemed to be avoiding his co captain.

"Do you need something?"

He clung to the doorway feeling his legs shake. Hoping whatever it was wouldn't take long. So he could go back to being miserable.

"Are you okay?"

He gave him surprised look because he wasn't expecting that and no one had asked him that before.

"Why are you asking?"

"You sounded like you were in pain."

Soundwave gestured towards his room, which was right next to his. A safety precaution in case Soundwave was up to something.

Feeling embarrassed. He thought about denying it, but from the look on Soundwave's face he knew it was no use. He probably looked terrible right now.

"My heats started and it's being terrible like usual."

Soundwave shifted looking almost nervous.

"I heard you don't have anyone to share a heat with."

He flinched. Even though he shouldn't be surprised his crew talked behind his back. It still hurt to know the crew was talking about him being alone during his heat cycle. It made him feel vulnerable in a way he didn't like.

"I don't have anyone to help me with my rut and I was wondering if we could help each other out. That way we aren't alone."

His first reaction was to say no because Soundwave was a Decepticon, but then he thought about it. He hasn't done anything to him and when he was a Decepticon he was following Megatron's orders. Someone he's come to see as a friend despite his past and basically killing him.

He didn't want to be alone and Soundwave didn't want to be either. It probably wasn't easy asking him to help. Especially since they didn't know each other very well.

"Okay."

He found himself agreeing. Moving out of the way to let Soundwave into his apartment. He could see the Decepticon looking around taking in his room. When his optics landed on his destroyed nest laying on the floor. He felt embarrassed as he rushed over picking it up. Not wanting Soundwave to leave him for not having a nest ready.

He began throwing it onto his bed without thought. Feeling embarrassed and trying to force himself to pretend like everything was fine.

Soundwave stopped him. By putting a hand over his. Which sent a tingle down his spine. He dismissed it, as his heat cycle wanting him to be touched.

"Let me help you."

Soundwave began moving things around looking at him for direction. He grabbed some of the material and started to help as well, making sure everything was perfect as his instincts took over.

It helped soothe him and he found himself relaxing. Feeling a lot less nervous about mating with Soundwave.

He thought the Decepticon would want to get right into it, but instead he took his time. The two cuddled together in his nest. Which felt amazing and he didn't realize how desperate he was for touch or any kind of contact.

They traded kisses as they snuggled. Getting to know each other and their scent. Which helped make things more comfortable.

If was really nice and he enjoyed snuggling with Soundwave. Slowly the two began to explore each other's bodies as they traded kisses.

Until they eventually started fragging. Soundwave made him come more times than he could count. The two of them clinging to them and having an amazing time. Soundwave was so good to him and he felt so loved and cared for.

It was the best heat he's ever had and he was already planning on spending his next one with Soundwave.

Dratchrod mechpreg angst with a happy ending please?

He gasped putting a hand on his belly in horror. He'd been feeling off the last couple of days. At first he thought he might be coming down with something.

As his symptoms continued, he started having a bad feeling. He tried to push it off for as long as possible. Until eventually he couldn't hold back any longer.

Even though he knew he was likely sparked. He was still hoping the tests was wrong.

He knew who the sires were. They were the only ones he'd been interfacing with for the past few months. The problem is, they were in a relationship with each other and he was only there when they wanted a threesome.

After they were done interfacing. He would always leave, while they cuddled together giving each other aftercare. He'd go back to his room all alone and cry himself to sleep. Wishing he was enough, but he knew Ratchet and Drift would never like him like that.

The closest he would ever get was interfacing. When they find out he was sparked. They would want nothing to do with him or the sparkling.

In fact they'd probably be angry that he was stupid enough to get himself sparked. He should have been more careful. Even though he wore spark baffles and other protection. Along with making them both wear spike sleeves. He should have realized something was wrong. Figured out some way to stop it.

He rubbed a hand over his belly unsure what to do now. He couldn't go to the medbay they'd get suspicious.

Feeling the small bump forming. He knew it wouldn't be long before he began showing. Maybe he could pretend it was someone else's.

Even though he didn't want to. He needed to see a medic. He decided to go when Ratchet was off shift and went to see First Aid.

After looking him over it was confirmed that he was sparked.

He stared at the screen for a long time. Tears in his optics. He still didn't know what he was going to do but he wanted to keep it. First Aid gave him a picture of his little one which he kept close to his chest.

Leaving the medbay, Drift called him wanting him to join them in fragging. His spark twisted in his chest and he refused lying that he was tired.

Going back to his room. He laid down and immediately fell asleep.

Over the next few weeks he was definitely showing. Having no choice he finally told everyone.

Megatron and Ultra Magnus were shocked but promised to be there for him with whatever he needed. Which made him cry a little.

Ratchet and Drift were also surprised and managed to corner him asking if it was there's.

He lied saying it was someone else's. Trying to ignore the way they both looked hurt. Which didn't make sense because they weren't exclusive.

The next few months seemed to fly by as he prepared for his sparkling. He tried to avoid Ratchet and Drift as much as possible.

He felt slightly guilty for lying. Even though he knew it was for the best. He didn't think he'd be able to handle their rejection.

For some reason they continued trying to talk with him. Drift wanting to help set up the nursery and Ratchet wanting to make sure the sparkling is healthy. Even though First Aid was his medic.

They were always trying to touch his belly and bring him food. Making sure he was taking care of him and acting like they were the sires.

When they'd been resupplying on this one planet. One of the locals congratulated them. Mistaking Drift and Ratchet as the sires because they'd been hovering around him the entire time.

Neither of them said anything and Ratchet even thanked them. Which made him feel something he didn't want to think about.

When he was nearing his due date. Ratchet and Drift cornered him wanting the truth. They both knew the sparkling was there's and wanted to know why he lied and didn't want them in the sparklings life.

He tried to dismiss it,.but they wouldn't leave him alone. Blocking him from leaving as they kept asking.

He gasped. Holding his stomach as he felt a weird cramping sensation throughout his body.

"Don't think you can fake some kind of emergency to get out of this."

Ratchet scolded as he shook his head looking down in shock.

"I'm in labor."

Immediately the two leapt into action. They carried him to the medbay where after a gruelling six hours he finally gave birth.

He leaned back feeling exhausted in a way he'd never felt before. Hearing his sparkling cry he reached for him.

Ratchet gently placed him in his arms and he smiled down at his sparkling.

"Hi little one. It's your carrier."

He opened his chest plates and felt his sparkling latch on. Stroking his little head he felt Ratchet and Drift sit on either side of him.

"Why did you lie?"

He felt a tear fall as he held his sparkling close.

"I thought you wouldn't want him."

"Of course we would."

Ratchet pulled him close.

"We love you."

He shook his head.

"You two don't want me. You only want me when you want to interface."

"That's not true."

Ratchet argued.

"Roddy. We've been trying to court you."

"What?"

He looked between the two of them in surprise.

"We love you and we love our little one. We want to take care of you both."

He felt tears fall as Ratchet and Drift held him.

"We love you."

Ratchet and Drift cuddled against him. Reassuring him that he was loved. They still had a lot to talk about but he enjoyed feeling their arms and warm fields wrapped around him. Making him feel safe as he fell asleep. Exhausted from having their sparkling.

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Love your work.

- cozy

Set in the transformers prime universe. You have to admit that soundwave is so attractive.

Maybe it’s Rodimus or Hot rod whichever you pick, who lands on Earth by accident. He wanted nothing to do with the war since he recognized it was pointless after the loss of their home world and neither backing down from what was now a personal fight rather than wanting the betterment for their respective sides.

Rodimus or hot rod was known for having joined the autobots side after the fall of Nyon but was even more known for his deep involvement and refusal to hurt Soundwave. The cons could see why the two never raised a blaster or claw to each other but the autobots couldn’t.

When his ship crashed he was badly injured and accidentally sent a distressed spark signal that both parties felt and recognized as a carrier in need.

Soundwave dropped everything and opened a warpgate directly besides hot rod/rodimus and immediately made grunting noises despite his oath as he tore apart the wreckage looking for his conjunx and spark mate.

Megatron already knew by the pulse of a carriers spark that it was soundwaves mate and ordered Knockout and breakdown to prep the medbay for a carrier and potential sparkling.

Just as Soundwave was about to reach Hot rod/rodimus Optimus himself emerged from a warpgate with ratchet and immediately fired at soundwave who sent out a sound pulse so violent it knocked the two back and took some of their finish off their frames before knocking them unconscious.

Hot rod/rodimus made a noise of distress and pain and Soundwave lifted him from the rubble feeling his spark latch on to his conjunx and the tiny life he realized he left within Rodimus/hot rod at their last meeting before coming to earth.

He rushed Hot rod/rodimus into the warp gate and took him to Knockout and breakdown and didn’t leave his side for a nano klik.

The sparkling was alive and needed transfluid donations but it was hot rod/rodimus who was in worse shape. Turns out he fled from an autobot ship that found out about the sparkling he was keeping secret. He was trying to reach a neutral territory when he ended up crash landing after being shot down since he was deemed a con carrying traitor.

Rodimus/hot rods tanks looked swollen like he was sparked but it was the beginning stages. Soundwave was understandably pissed and when Hot rod/rodimus woke up he was fearful and surprised. He didn’t know how soundwave would take the news and he was worried for his sparkling.

Soundwave gave him the transfluid donation he needed after making sure hot rod/rodimus understood to never keep a secret from him again and that his place was beside soundwave.

The nemesis now has to get used to having a carrier onboard and Soundwave being ten times scarier than usual on accident as he looms behind Rodimus/hot rod who can’t help his instincts demand he take care of the bots on board that don’t get enough fuel or recharge or have too much stress.

Megatron is very noticeably a lot less of a tyrant and more the freedom fighter he used to be while Starscream all together stops trying to murder their leader and settles for enjoying the attention of a carrier.

Breakdown has a new friend he can’t be rough with and knockout has someone just as pretty as he is who he can polish.

They all collectively don’t go near soundwave’s hab at night because of the telling clangs and headboard knocking.

They don’t want to picture their surrogate carrier getting fragged by a terrifying mech

"Please don't do this! Just let us go!"

He panicked begging the Autobots to let him go. He struggled against the handcuffs. Looking over in fear. He could see one of them holding a large knife.

"Please. Don't kill them."

"This was the choice you made. Fraternizing with the enemy is a capital offense. The thing inside of you is an abomination and needs to be exterminated.

"No their innocent!"

He sobbed. One of them growled slapping him in the face so hard he felt dizzy.

"That thing is part Decepticon. There is nothing innocent about it. Decepticons must be exterminated even half breeds like the thing inside of you."

"This is going to hurt a lot. Because you don't deserve pain meds for your crimes. But don't worry afterwards when we purge you of the halfbreed. We've got some special doctors here who'll make you all better."

He glanced over at the mnemosurgeon who grinned down at him.

"After my surgery you'll never love him or any Decepticon again."

"No! Stop!"

He struggled optics wide in terror.

Around him the Autobots ignored him as they prepared for surgery. He sobbed feeling the life inside of him that was going to be killed too soon.

"Our planet may be gone but our species will live on through carriers like you, but first we have to make you perfect."

He kept struggling when the ship was attacked. Alarms blared as the room shook. The Autobots cursed going to see what was happening.

He looked around desperately. Searching for a way to free himself. The cuffs he was wearing stopped him from using his outlier ability.

Noticing a knife laying nearby. He reached for it. Using the very end of his fingers. He struggled to push it closer.

"Come on just a little more."

He struggled. Sighing when he grabbed the knife. He then used it to free one of his hands and was about to free the other. When the door opened. His hand fell to his side. Spark pounding as he watched the mnemosurgeon. Hoping he didn't notice the knife laying nearby.

He looked angry about something and was cursing the Decepticons for ruining his plans. Walking over to him his optics widened when he saw his knives out.

"I won't let them take you from me. You're mine."

The mnemosurgeon leaned closer and he grabbed the knife stabbing them in the neck.

He quickly sat up pulling off the hand and feet cuffs, as the surgeon fell to the ground. Blood squirting from their neck as they choked on it.

He kicked him in the face on the way out because no one threatens to hurt his sparkling and gets away with it. Opening the door he easily took care of the guards stabbing them both.

He then ran down the hallway, looking at the other prison cells. They were all empty except for one. Opening the door his carrier gave him a relieved look.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

He quickly broke the cuffs and his carrier looked him over making sure he wasn't injured.

"Did they hurt you?"

"They didn't get a chance. Are you okay?"

"Yes. I heard they were giving you the surgery first... And I was worried."

"Let's get out of here."

He wrapped his carriers arm around his shoulder and helped lead him to the escape pods. Occasionally the ship would shake from whatever the Decepticons were doing.

"I'm so sorry Hot Rod."

"It's not your fault."

He quickly reassured. Knowing his carrier felt guilty for having him. Because he'd be a tank carrier and would always be at risk.

In the optics of some they were an abomination that needed to be exterminated. Unless they could exploit it for their own gain.

Trying not to think about it. He focused on getting to the escape pods.

They ran into a few more guards. Which he quickly disposed of with the help of his carrier who took their weapons.

"We need to hurry. I don't know how long we have until this ship goes down."

When they finally made it to the escape pods they both sighed in relief. He helped his carrier inside and was about to climb in when he was grabbed.

"Not so fast. You two aren't getting away so easily."

He felt the guard squeeze his spoiler painfully and he struggled against them. His carrier shouted trying to reach for him.

"Hot Rod!"

"Step out of the escape pod now."

The guard ordered and he could see his carrier struggling to stand. Looking at the launch pad, he made a quick decision. Kicking it as hard as he could.

His carriers optics widened in realization as he yelled.

"No!"

Before being launched into space. The guard cursed looking angry as he shook him.

"You little brat. If you weren't so valuable I'd kill you for that."

The guard tried dragging him out of the room and he acted quickly. Stabbing them in the chest. They shot him in the arm which he barely noticed as the two struggled.

He fell to the ground. Hitting his head with the guards body on top. Pushing him off. He staggered into the nearest escape pod.

He'd just closed the door when more guards ran in and started shooting at the pod trying to stop it from ejecting.

One of their bullets hit the control panels causing it to spark.

He was suddenly ejected. Except instead of going to Cybertron. He was being taken somewhere else.

Around him sirens blared as he tried to fix the destination.

"No. No. No."

He felt a weird sensation through his body and then he was knocked unconscious.

Soundwave was working on the monitors like usual. When he got an alert coming from a crashed escape pod with an Autobot signal.

He went to tell Megatron, because whoever this mysterious Autobot is they could be trouble.

Megatron ordered a small team to assemble.

"Soundwave. You are the leader of this operation. Find out who this mysterious Autobot is."

He nodded, opening up a ground bridge. He along with some vehicons walked out securing the area.

Weapons drawn they surveyed the scene. Looking at the escape pod he could see an Autobot mark on it.

He could also see that it had been damaged from the crash. Walking closer. He looked into the glass and took a step back in surprise. Almost making a sound despite his vow of silence.

Using his tentacles he immediately opened the pod throwing the door to the side. He stared at Hot Rod in shock and awe. He thought he was dead after losing contact with him just before he went to Earth.

He mourned him. Wanting to end his life and return to the all spark. The only thing stopping him was Laserbeak who'd lost everyone but him. He couldn't do that to her.

Somehow he forced himself to live. Even though every day was agony without Hot Rod by his side. Now by some miracle he'd been returned to him.

He looked him over. Taking in all of his injuries that would need medical attention.

He carefully picked him up. The vehicons going silent when they realized who it was.

Although Hot Rod had chosen the Autobots he never stopped loving him. They promised to never hurt each other. In case the war ended they didn't want their relationship to he completely destroyed.

Besides neither of them could hurt the other. They both loved each other too much. Despite being in different factions. Hot Rod was the love of his life and he'd always love him not matter what.

He stroked his cheek. Admiring his beautiful mate. Even though they were on opposite sides. They still found ways to meet up. They never shared any information about either side. They'd snuggle together. Reminding each other they were still alive and despite everything they would always love each other.

Megatron wanting to know what was happening sent him a message. He quickly told him the details and could feel his surprise through the message.

Megatron was aware of their relationship. Making sure Hot Rod was never injured during battles.

When they bonded Megatron had been their witness. It had been after a hard month.

They'd both had near fatal encounters while doing their jobs and needed each other. Realizing life was short and they never knew what was going to happen. They decided to bond their sparks together.

He was brought out of his thoughts by Hot Rod waking up. He moaned in pain. His field fluctuating as he reached out.

His optics widened when he felt a small unfamiliar light next to his beloveds. He stared in awe when he realized what it was.

Before he could reach out and feel his little one the Autobots showed up.

He glared, as Optimus fired at him. Acting all heroic as he told him to get away from his carrying mate.

Ratchet stood behind him taking in Hot Rods state and acting like he was the one who caused those injuries. Which he would never do. He'd rather kill himself than hurt his mate.

Ratchet turned to Optimus as though he was worried about Hot Rods safety and told him to get Hot Rod away from him. Which wasn't going to happen.

Worried about his mate getting hurt. He tried to open a ground bridge and at least get him out of there. Not wanting to put him or their sparkling in harms way. Of course the Autobots wouldn't let him and continued shooting.

Ignoring how they were putting one of their own in danger. When Optimus almost shot Hot Rod he realized they weren't trying to protect him. They were trying to keep Hot Rod away from him by any means necessary.

Angry they dared to hurt his mate. He used a sonic blast to blast them away. Causing some of their paint to fall off, as they were knocked unconscious by the blast. Hot Rod whimpered and he opened another ground bridge immediately rushing inside. Uncaring of Optimus or Ratchet as long as they stayed away from his family.

Knockout and Breakdown were already waiting for him. Megatron having called them in advance and telling them to prepare the medbay.

He carried Hot Rod to the medbay. Being as gentle as possible not wanting to make his injuries worse. Megatron followed after them. Worried about Hot Rod. Who'd been his friend before the war.

He informed them of Hot Rods condition while Breakdown and Knockout worked. Wanting them to be careful in fear of them hurting the new spark.

Megatron was surprised to learn Hot Rod was sparked and congratulated him through comms.

He nodded holding Hot Rods hand. Ignoring the looks Knockout and Breakdown shared.

The damage to Hot Rod was extensive. Not all of it was from the crash which made him angry.

When he found whoever hurt his mate he was going to make them pay.

Staying by Hot Rods side the entire time. He watched as Breakdown and Knockout worked on repairing his mate. Being careful not to hurt the sparkling.

When they were done, they left him to rest. While he sat by his side, waiting for him to wake up. Never leaving his side.

Hot Rod was out for a few hours before he finally woke up. Letting him see his beautiful blue optics.

"Hot Rod."

He stood up and his mate turned to him. Looking confused and disoriented.

"Are you really here?"

"Yes. I'm here."

He squeezed his hand and Hot Rod began to cry while reaching for his stomach.

"Is my--"

"The sparkling is fine. Although it needs transfluid donations. Something I will happily deal with when we get the chance."

"Where are we?"

"On the nemesis. You crash landed on a planet called Earth. Which is where we are staying for now."

"Is my carrier here?"

He frowned shaking his head.

"No. Why?"

"We'd been captured together."

"Captured? By who!?"

He looked at his mate startled. Because all the Decepticons should know better than to touch his mate.

"Autobots. They found out you were the sire and tried to kill our sparkling. They were kidnapping carriers and wanted to force them to have sparklings."

He growled. His tentacles snapping at the very idea.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

"I managed to escape with Perceptor. We got separated when we were trying to leave the ship."

Hot Rod looked sad likely thinking of his carrier.

"He could still be alive. Our people are spread all over the galaxy. Those who are here are just a small number."

Hot Rod nodded and he rubbed his spoiler soothingly.

"I wanted to tell you. I'd been planning on telling you until I was captured."

"It's okay. You're here now. I won't let the Autobots hurt you or our sparkling."

His mate nodded looking exhausted and he let him rest.

When he was feeling better and Knockout released him from the medbay. He carried him back to his room ignoring the crews stares.

Laying Hot Rod down the two made out. Exploring each other's bodies. They were both eager to reunite after so long.

He spent the night filling his mate with transfluid. Making sure he felt loved as the two came together. Reunited at last.

With Hot Rod here. It felt like everything fell into place. He was no longer an Autobot. Disgusted with his cause for trying to kill his sparkling.

He changed the Decepticons for the better. They didn't even realize how far they'd lost track of their goals. Until Hot Rod was there to remind them.

Megatron stopped using dark energon and got rid of any remnants onboard. Worried about it harming the sparkling which Hot Rod was grateful for.

After all these years the two seemed to pick up their friendship. Megatron's temper began to lessen. Not wanting to hurt Hot Rod or the sparkling.

Hot Rod who was unable to fight. Spent his days helping the crew.

Everyone seemed to be calmer. Starscream schemed a lot less. Letting Hot Rod groom him and take care of him in a way he hasn't had since his trine mates were alive.

His seeker instincts telling him their was a carrier who needed protection and to be looked after.

Knockout loved working on his paint job. He always wanted a sparkling but with the war he never had the chance.

The two would talk about racing and automobiles. Hot Rod even showed him a brush made specifically in Nyon. Which was helpful in getting small areas that were hard to reach. Something Knockout was excited to use.

Breakdown was happy his Conjunx was happy. He also liked being taken care of just like the rest of the crew.

The vehicons were often times doted on. Hot Rods instincts pushing him to take care of everyone. After battles he'd cuddle with them in his nest. Letting them vent as he looked after them.

The Decepticons benefited a lot from having Hot Rod around. Especially Soundwave who was never far from his mate.

While Hot Rod helped the crew. Soundwave would stand behind him as his threatening shadow. Making sure his mate and new spark were safe and being taken care of.

He was somehow scarier and not as scary at the same time now that Hot Rod was around. He was more protective and the crew saw him a lot more but whenever it came to Hot Rod he always seemed to melt. Putting a protective hand on his belly or lower back. Wanting to make sure everyone knew that Hot Rod was his.

He was also more relaxed and less stressed. He didn't even realize he'd been burning himself out until Hot Rod got here and forced him to take breaks.

Hot Rod needed a lot of transfluid to make sure their sparkling was happy and Soundwave was always happy to help. The crew always made sure to stay far away when that happened because those two were very enthusiastic.

Despite Hot Rod being sparked he was still able to interface for a long time. Megatron was suddenly reminded of the time he lived together with Soundwave when they were both gladiators.

The entire crew was determined to end the war quickly. Wanting to get revenge for the Autobots trying to kill Hot Rods sparkling and not wanting the sparkling to grow up in a war.

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.