Megarod Au Where Hot Rod Is A Predacon

Megarod Au where Hot Rod is a predacon

Megatron is exploring the ruins of an ancient city that's rumoured to have fallen to a great predacon who is rumoured to be hiding in the ruins of the city. So Megatron is on a quest to find and try and tame the beast in hope it will be an advantage in the war.

So when he enters the lair of the sleeping beast he isn't expecting it to be well kept and full of trinkets that cover the floor and walls of the lair. In the middle of it all he is expecting a sleeping predacon who will lunge at him the moment it senses his presence in its territory. He didn't except to see a sleeping bot wrapped in old blankets and rags unaware of the intruder. Megatron stares in awe and confusion as he studies the stranger for a while unsure if he should wake them or simply leave however thanks to his clumsy peds he knocks over some of the trinkets. That seems to stir the stranger and he suddenly hears the sound of a T-Cog becoming active and the sound of plating shifting before being pinned to the ground by a large talon.

Hot Rod doesn't like visitors and he fully intends to make this large grey bot pay for trespassing. Such a shame the big grey tank is rather handsome, He might even let him live if he feeling nice.

He walked along the streets of Nyon. The ruins were supposedly haunted and if you're not careful the dead of Nyon will make you suffer the same fate. Keeping you trapped behind the cities walls to forever haunt it's broken streets.

There were all sorts of rumors about this place. Some people believe that it was destroyed by a fire while others believe it was a predacon.

Some believe the predacon still lives there to this day and that the rumors of Nyon taking more lives is actually the predacon.

He didn't know how accurate these rumors were. But with the war at an all time high and the Autobots gaining ground he needed all the help he could get even mythological. Which is how he found himself searching through the ruins of Nyon for any sign of a predacon in the hopes he's able to tame him.

So far he hasn't seen any sign of life. Which was strange with how long the ruins have been here. You'd think it would have been taken by nature by now. But everything seemed exactly the same as the day it was destroyed.

Looking around he didn't see any sign of the predacon. From the legends he's picked up it seemed people believed the beast lived in the mountains around Nyon.

He looked upwards trying to see if he could spot smoke or something. Scaling those mountains looking for any large caves would take time. Something he didn't have. Not with Optimus and his army gaining more land everyday.

Climbing the mountain side. He began to see signs of fire damage. He followed it gasping in shock when he saw large claw marks on the metal.

He was obviously on the right track and he followed the trail until he was led to a large cave. Weapons at the ready he slowly entered the lair.

He was expecting it to be a smelly cave with a pile of bones inside and nothing else.

Only to be surprised at how nice it was. Their were trinkets all over and he took a step forward admiring the place. It seemed warm and cozy in a way he wasn't expecting.

When he walked deeper into the predacons lair he was surprised to find a nice comfortable nest, that was well padded. With lots of blankets and pillows.

Walking closer he froze realizing someone was inside. Except it wasn't the predacon he'd been expecting. He stared at the strange mech in shock. He was beautiful with a mix of red, yellow, and orange paint. He looked tiny in comparison to the nest he was in and he looked around for the predacon.

He must have left and when he'd get back he'd probably eat the mech as a snack. He shivered debating if he should get him out of there before the predacon came back.

He knew if the predacon came back and realized his meal was gone. It would be harder to tame him but he also couldn't just leave an innocent mech get eaten by the beast.

Deciding to help he took a step forward only to stumble on some jewels. He looked up watching as the mech awoke. He found himself slightly relieved because it meant he didn't have to carry him out. That was until he heard the sound of transformation sequence and then he was being trapped by a large claw. As the predacon stared down at him. He froze in fear.

When he tried to move the predacon roared in anger. Clearly unhappy that he woke him from his nap.

He didn't know what to say. Although the beast had just transformed from a mech. He didn't know how intelligent he was which complicated things.

This wasn't what he'd been expecting and he found himself caught off guard. He was expecting a mindless beast, that he'd tame with his might. Not whatever this was.

Hot Rod stared down at the stranger. Flicking his wings behind him. He knew he was there the entire time and was annoyed that he dared to enter his lair without his permission

If he'd found anyone this last mating cycle he would have put his eggs at risk. Luckily for him he didn't have any eggs and the mech seemed handsome. It would be a shame to kill him although he was going to be taught a valuable lesson about why no one should ever mess with him.

Today we celebrate!

Soundwave has decided to call a hot rod for a date, and he's nervous.

"Stop being a sparkling and call him already."

He glared at Shadow Striker from where he was pacing. He had a datapad in his hands that had the script he'd written. He didn't know why he was so nervous. He usually wasn't like this.

Whenever it came to Hot Rod he was always a mess. He was so beautiful and social. Always going from group to group. Talking with everyone he met and helping out whenever he could.

The two of them were complete opposites. Hot Rod was kind and friendly. Where he could be mean and rude. If someone asks Hot Rod for help he'll gladly do it where he won't.

Hot Rod was social and had lot's of friends. Where he had one and hated talking with most people.

Hot Rod attracted a lot of attention. He didn't know how many times they were hanging out as friends and someone would come over and flirt with him.

He never got that attention. No one was interested in him and many questioned if he had a spark or was little more than a droid.

It hurt. Not that he'd tell anyone that but it did make him worried that Hot Rod wouldn't be interested.

Eventually Shadow Striker had enough and called Hot Rod ignoring his protests.

"Hello?"

He froze and Shadow Striker pushed the phone into his hands.

"Talk to him."

"Soundwave are you there?"

"I'm here?"

"What's wrong are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

He glanced at Shadow Striker who was urging him to continue.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me. You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I'd love that."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Does tomorrow work?"

"I can do tomorrow."

"Okay I'll pick you up tomorrow."

The two said goodbye and he hung up. Shadow Striker smirked and he threw a pillow at her.

"Hey what was that for?"

She threw one at him and they ended up having a pillow fight.

Hi can we have barbarian soundrod please

With winter quickly approaching he was working on blankets especially for the little ones. He was sitting by the fire letting it's warmth wash over him as he worked. Having come from the Nyon tribe he was used to heat and his armor wasn't made to handle the cold like the others.

Feeling someone's gaze on him he looked up to see city bots being led to the med tent. He saw one of them staring at him and he assumed it was out of curiosity.

Looking at the others he could see a few were injured. They also weren't prepared for the cold at all. Which wasn't surprising. They always thought they could beat nature and that they were above it.

He assumed they must have gotten lost when they journeyed into the wastelands. Not expecting the weather to be so different from the cities or maybe they just didn't care.

He went back to what he was doing before. Wanting to get the blanket done as soon as possible.

At dinner some of the city bots joined them after Ratchet looked them over.

The one who'd been staring at him earlier was staring at him again. He tried to ignore him. Until he walked over and began to speak with him in a language he didn't know.

When he gave him a confused look. He gestured to himself.

"Thunderclash."

"Thunderclash?"

The man smiled and nodded pointing at himself and repeating what his name was. He then pointed at him and must have asked what is name was.

"Hot Rod."

He decided to answer not wanting to be rude. Even though he wished he'd leave him alone.

Looking around he made optic contact with his mate who'd been talking to Ratchet about the city bots.

Thunderclash either oblivious to the tension surrounding them or simply not caring. Smiled and began saying things he didn't understand.

Soundwave came over and put a protective hand on his shoulder. Staring the mech down until his smile faded and he seemed to take the hint.

The two of them left and he cuddled against Soundwave. Who warned him to stay away from the mech.

"I know. There's something about him that makes me uncomfortable."

"Ratchet says he was trying to flirt with you."

"What!? Doesn't he know I'm taken?"

"Apparently city bots have a different way of showing they are together."

"City bots are so weird."

"Agreed."

They snuggled together in bed and Soundwave promised to watch over him in case the city bot tried to speak with him again.

"Hopefully they'll be gone soon."

"Once everyone is healed we will help them find their way back to the city."

He nodded and quickly fell asleep safe in Soundwave's arms.

Dratchrod au where Roddy feels off for a while but doesn’t think much of it since he has a spark condition.

Its when he accidentally falls asleep in the bath being woken up by Drift and Ratchet does he notice his tanks are pretty puffed out

He woke up with a start and quietly untangled himself from the mess of arms and legs keeping him in bed.

He gagged. Clapping a hand over his mouth as he ran into the fresher and threw up.

He tried to be as quiet as possible not wanting to wake either of them because they deserve their rest and he couldn't be selfish.

When he finally felt better. He snuggled back into bed feeling exhausted. He'd been feeling this way for a while but just assumed it was because of his spark issues. Which was always causing him problems and making his life miserable.

He slept through most of the morning. Long after Drift and Ratchet had left. Luckily he didn't have work that day otherwise he would have been late.

He yawned,.still feeling exhausted even though he slept more than usual. He was always exhausted nowadays although he again assumed it was his spark issues.

He accidentally touched his chest and winced because it felt tender and uncomfortable.

He knew something was wrong with his spark and found himself frustrated that his medication wasn't working. He hated the way his spark issues controlled his life and always made him sick. He thought his medicine was helping and now all of a sudden it wasn't.

He thought about seeing a medic. But he knew Ratchet would find out and be upset he didn't go to him. He didn't want to bother Ratchet though. Who had too much going on trying to open a new clinic and didn't have time for him and his issues.

He tried his best to hide it. Not wanting to worry either of them with his spark condition. Sometimes he felt like he was holding them back because of it. The two of them always worrying about him.

Knowing how many times they've had to deal with it in the past and how exhausting it can be. He was worried they'd get tired of him and eventually leave him. Not that he'd blame them. He knew how exhausting he could be just by himself. Always acting all needy. Combine that with his spark problems and he was unbearable.

Which is why he needed to push through and act like nothing was wrong. Otherwise they were going to leave him.

Later when Drift touched his chest. He had to hide his wince of discomfort because it was sensitive. When the three of them snuggled up in bed he took one side instead of the middle and kicked off his blankets claiming he was hot.

In the morning he forced himself to get up because he had work that needed to be done and if he missed it Ratchet and Drift would get suspicious.

He yawned. So tired that he found himself almost falling asleep multiple times at work. Eventually he gave up and decided to go home early.

By the time he got home his whole body ached and he just wanted to sleep, but he was also uncomfortable and in pain.

He decided to take a bath. Hoping that would help him with the achy feeling that won't go away.

He climbed inside and relaxed against the side of the tub. He closed his optics and ended up falling asleep.

He was awoken by Ratchet and Drift who were both giving him a worried look.

"What?"

"We need to talk."

"We're worried about you."

"Why?"

He gave them a confused look still half asleep and not thinking straight.

"You've been acting weird recently. You're always tired and it seems like you've gained weight."

Drift glanced down at his belly and he frowned. Looking down he blushed when he noticed his belly seemed to be sticking out more.

"Has your spark been bothering you?"

He shrugged.

"It's fine."

Ratchet sighed and Drift gave him a dissapointed look, which stung.

"Help me get him out of the tub and then I can look him over."

Drift nodded and despite his complaints that he could get out himself they both helped him get out.

Drift pulled him into a hug so he couldn't escape and Ratchet scanned him.

He kept trying to tell them he was fine when Ratchet gasped.

"What is it?"

Drift gave him a worried look.

"You're sparked."

"What?"

He looked at him in surprise.

"That can't be we've always been careful."

"You're sparked. My scanner isn't wrong and it would explain your strange behavior recently."

He looked at them in shock and began to cry. Thinking they wouldn't want him anymore. Only to be surprised when they both hugged him. Promising him that they loved him and that they wanted to have a family with them. Which only made him cry more,.as he was overwhelmed with emotion.

All three of them moved to their bed where they cuddled together and held each other. While Rodimus fell asleep feeling exhausted.

I've been listening to a song from Epic the Musical and I got an idea for a request.

Human Hot Rod and Siren Soundwave, but it's not Soundwave, but rather a siren posing as Soundwave who is Dead. I've just had the song stuck in my head for like days now.

Hearing singing outside his window. He rushed outside. It was raining heavily and he didn't bother to grab his shoes or a jacket.

Reaching Soundwave was more important. He looked around searching the shore as he called his name letting the music guide him.

He could feel his feet brush the water as he shouted.

"Soundwave!"

After not hearing back from him. He'd been worried the past few days because Soundwave usually visited him every night.

Seeing the siren approach he smiled walking further into the ocean. Ignoring the waves that tried to knock him down.

"You're back!? What happened?! I was worried about you!"

The mer swam closer and he frowned because something didn't seem right. Although it was hard to see with the wind and rain in his face.

"Soundwave are you okay? Are you injured?"

He felt his spark pound inside his chest when the siren revealed himself. He gasped because it wasn't Soundwave at all but a copycat.

"Who are you?"

The siren hissed and jumped at him. He blocked him with his arms as he was knocked into the ocean. He tried to drown him but he managed to get free.

He ran to land falling when the creature grabbed his leg. He harshly tugged wincing when his claws cut up his feet.

"Let me go!"

He kicked the siren and then ran as fast as he could into the light house. Outside he could hear the creature growl in anger. It's song no longer the soothing melody of his mate but something darker and more sinister.

He grabbed a nearby gun and stepped outside. The siren was watching him from the water and he shot the beast. Who snarled as he dived back underwater.

Spark racing he carefully walked down to the beach. Looking around for the siren. He could barely see him and the siren was a dark blackish blue color even darker than Soundwave.

He still scanned the area weapon in hand. His heart was racing and then the siren attacked. He jumped out of the water grabbed his arm and flipped him into the water. The two fought and being in water he had the advantage.

"Who are you? Where's Soundwave?"

The siren knocked the weapon out of his hand. Leaning down he snarled.

"Dead."

"You're lying."

The siren grabbed something and he gasped. It was his wedding ring which he wore around his neck covered in blood.

"He tried so hard to get back to you but he was no match for us."

In his shock the siren fatally wounded him not that he noticed. Overcome with grief. He let out an animalistic scream, as he hit his head against the siren. He viciously attacked ignoring the bites and claw marks. He was already dead. Both of their blood created a pool around them as they fought.

His gun had been knocked away but pulling out his knife he cut his head off. Standing up he kicked him into the water so the animals could eat him.

Stumbling back to shore he pressed a hand against his wound. He knew it was fatal but he didn't care. He was already dead the moment Soundwave had been killed.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed. His blood stained the sand and his body was pelted with rain not that he felt it. Holding Soundwave's ring close he felt a tear fall before he was gone.

He was found the next morning when he didn't call like he was supposed to after a storm and when the lighthouse was still on.

In the after life. Hot Rod walked along a pretty hallway that had pictures of his life and favorite memories. Most of them were of Soundwave and he would have cried if he could. In his hand he was still clutching his ring when he heard someone call his name.

Looking over he gasped and the two ran into each other's arms and held each other. He broke down sobbing and Soundwave held him for a long time. Until he took his hand and led him to the afterlife, where they could be together forever.