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Aghaghag, here's a WIP of a fan fiction abt Breakdown (him becoming an Autobot and his past) I've started. I'm a bit slow with this (I hate my laziness and sudden lack of motivation), but it is what it is. Enjoy.. (???)
"Am I the only one here, who considers this to be an overkill on Lord Megatron's part?" Arachnid said, moving forward, as her partners stayed behind. "I mean, dispatching two of his most proficient warriors to track down one unconfirmed energon spike."
"Megatron knows me and Dreadwing here will get the job done." Breakdown gestured at himself and his winged companion, who to this moment stayed quiet.
"Actually, I was referring to Dreadwing and myself." The sardonic smile appeared on the helicopter's face.
Orange-faced bot's fist clenched, as he angrily took a few steps towards a bold fembot. They never were on the good terms. Warrior found her intriguing, yet soon enough understood that she was just a crazy, rude killer with no morals or respect for authorities. Spider-looking con, on her part, never saw her comrade as anything worthy of her attention.
"Breakdown" A hoarse voice of a Seeker called out. "Remain on task. This must be a unified effort."
"Indeed, Breakdown. I know, we've never seen eyes to eye." Arachnid continued, not even trying to hide her smug expression. "But it doesn't mean we can't patch things up." She winked.
Now that was the last straw. With an fuming "that's it", Breakdown fiercely charged to attack, completely ignoring Dreadwing's objections. Yet the battle didn't last long, for Arachnid quickly transformed and blinded an attacker with her web. Yet fembot hadn't much time to celebrate, as a Seeker pulled out his riffle and started blasting helicopter. Being as shifty as she is, former second in command managed to dodge the blast, but was unable to web her opponent on the first try. For a few moments luck was on fembot's side, as she finally trapped Dreadwing, tying him to a nearby tree. But the last shot caused her to collapse, losing one of her spider legs. Breakdown, all this time trying to get rid of the web on his face, finally tore down his blindfold and resumed the chase. Blue boy's cannon fired, as Arachnid jumped from the spruce tree to another. Eventually helicopter fled further into the forest. One-eyed warrior wanted to run right after.
"Breakdown! Don't be a fool!" Seeker yelled, still not able to free himself.
Breakdown stopped for a few seconds and fired a couple of shots where commander's arm would be, thinning the web. He didn't stay any longer, as he decided to get the job done. Blue bot ran after the fleeing figure of the traitorous Decepticon, jumping through some fallen trees and rocks, and got to a pool of a bright blue energon. Suddenly, helicopter's shadow appeared once more, proceeding future to the bushes and leaving a trail of Cybertronian blood behind. Eventually, one eyed bot caught up with Arachnid at a small pile of stones, that weakened fembot seemingly had no strength to jump over.
Laughing, Breakdown said. "Easy prey.", swinging his hummer for a final blow. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lower his weapon. It was too late, when a hunter realized that he was cleverly outsmarted by this cunning decepticon. She led him to a trap, pretending to be weak, only to trap his hand in a web. Arachid smiled, as she saw how defenceless Breakdown was. She lifted one of her spider legs and slowly, as if enjoying her victim's useless attempts to get out, sliced blue bot's chest, revealing a spark chamber. Orange faced decepticon fired his cannon, while being in immense amount of pain.
Arachnid prepared for the finishing blow, when suddenly, out of nowhere, she first heard a loud steps and then saw an energon blast, almost loosing another leg. Deciding this fight wasn't worth it, she transformed into a helicopter and fled the scene, while a red shots followed her.
Breakdown was flabbergasted by this save, looking shocked at Dreadwing. Admitting defeat, seeker stopped blasting at a long gone Arachnid.
"You won't chase her?" Bleeding bot asked.
"You won't thank me?" Winged con responded sarcastically. His face was gloomy, as he destroyed the string that kept Breakdown's hand.
Wounded decepticon fell on his knees, as the pain consumed him. Second in command placed a hand under his comrade's armpit.
"Thank you, sir..." Breakdown mustered, trying to get up on his feet. He honestly never expected for any decepticon to save him (well, minus Knock Out), especially this newcomer. But the more one eyed bot watched his comrade's actions, the more fascinated he became with the nobility of an explosive expert. Something felt really wrong about it, since the fraction, they both belonged to, has long forgotten about justice and kindness, even to each other. First seeker lieutenant's actions drastically contradicted Megatron's, and this revelation sparked something strange in Breakdown's mind.
"Soundwave, we require a ground bridge immediately, on my current location."
The mere seconds later a circular green portal appeared, illuminating surroundings. Dreadwing supported his subordinate the way so he could carry most of the weight himself. After entering this ground bridge, they immediately showed up on the board of the Nemesis. A few Vehicons were passing by this corridor and were very distressed, seeing their superior with his spark almost falling out if his chest.
"Is Knock Out at the medical bay?" Seeker asked the soldiers loudly.
"Yes, sir."
Operation: Redemption
Rating: General audience
Archive Warning: Graphic depictions of violence
Category: Gen
Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Prime
Relationships: Breakdown/Knock Out, KOBD
Characters: Breakdown, Knock Out, Arachnid, Dreadwing, Megatron, Soundwave
Additional tags:
Romance isn't the center of the story, long fic, other tags and characters will be added as they appear, AU, Breakdown survives, Autobot Breakdown, implied KOBD, minor character death in future, past, light descriptions of scars/gore
Word count: 2562
Summary:
Breakdown wasn't the most observant bot, yet his loyalty knew no bounds. Despite a lot of questionable decisions made by his liege, big Decepticon never doubted Megatron's view. Honestly Lord of the decepticons hasn't hesitated to use this trust to his own advantage ever, but even the most oblivious person in the whole galaxy would someday understand this. Breakdown started to have some suspicions after he was saved by his old rival, Bulkhead, while his boss left him in the mercy of the vermins. Starscream's words didn't help, planting doubts in big blue bot. But Breakdown's trust hasn't been shaken too much, he only became more observant. Now he saw some patterns, that were repeating from day to day, until he couldn't ignore it any longer.
Chapter: 1/???
"Am I the only one here, who considers this to be an overkill on Lord Megatron's part?" Arachnid said, moving forward, as her partners stayed behind. "I mean, dispatching two of his most proficient warriors to track down one unconfirmed energon spike."
"Megatron knows me and Dreadwing here will get the job done." Breakdown gestured at himself and his winged companion, who to this moment stayed quiet.
"Actually, I was referring to Dreadwing and myself." The sardonic smile appeared on the helicopter's face.
Orange-faced bot's fist clenched, as he angrily took a few steps towards a bold fembot. They never were on the good terms. Warrior found her intriguing, yet soon enough understood that she was just a crazy, rude killer with no morals or respect for authorities. Spider-looking con, on her part, never saw her comrade as anything worthy of her attention.
"Breakdown" A hoarse voice of a Seeker called out. "Remain on task. This must be a unified effort."
"Indeed, Breakdown. I know, we've never seen eyes to eye." Arachnid continued, not even trying to hide her smug expression. "But it doesn't mean we can't patch things up." She winked.
Now that was the last straw. With an fuming "that's it", Breakdown fiercely charged to attack, completely ignoring Dreadwing's objections. Yet the battle didn't last long, for Arachnid quickly transformed and blinded an attacker with her web. Yet fembot hadn't much time to celebrate, as a Seeker pulled out his riffle and started blasting helicopter. Being as shifty as she is, former second in command managed to dodge the blast, but was unable to web her opponent on the first try. For a few moments luck was on fembot's side, as she finally trapped Dreadwing, tying him to a nearby tree. But the last shot caused her to collapse, losing one of her spider legs. Breakdown, all this time trying to get rid of the web on his face, finally tore down his blindfold and resumed the chase. Blue boy's cannon fired, as Arachnid jumped from the spruce tree to another. Eventually helicopter fled further into the forest. One-eyed warrior wanted to run right after.
"Breakdown! Don't be a fool! Free me!" Seeker yelled, still not able to free himself.
Breakdown stopped for a few seconds and fired a couple of shots where commander's arm would be, thinning the web. He didn't stay any longer, as he decided to get the job done. Blue bot ran after the fleeing figure of the traitorous Decepticon, jumping through some fallen trees and rocks, and got to a pool of a bright blue energon. Suddenly, helicopter's shadow appeared once more, proceeding further to the bushes and leaving a trail of Cybertronian blood behind. Eventually, one eyed bot caught up with Arachnid at a small pile of stones, that weakened fembot seemingly had no strength to jump over.
Laughing, Breakdown said. "Easy prey.", swinging his hummer for a final blow. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lower his weapon. It was too late, when a hunter realized that he was cleverly outsmarted by this cunning decepticon. She led him to a trap, pretending to be weak, only to trap his hand in a web. Arachid smiled, as she saw how defenceless Breakdown was. She lifted one of her spider legs and slowly, as if enjoying her victim's useless attempts to get out, sliced blue bot's chest, revealing a spark chamber. Orange faced decepticon fired his cannon, while being in immense amount of pain. The scar, that looked like a terrific lightning, was grand and deep enough to damage the important wires.
Arachnid prepared for the finishing blow, when suddenly, out of nowhere, she first heard a loud steps and then saw an energon blast, almost loosing another leg. Deciding this fight wasn't worth it, she transformed into a helicopter and fled the scene, while a red shots followed her.
Breakdown was flabbergasted by this save, looking shocked at Dreadwing. Admitting defeat, seeker stopped blasting at a long gone Arachnid.
"You won't chase her?" Bleeding bot asked.
"You won't thank me?" Winged con responded sarcastically. His face was gloomy, as he destroyed the string that kept Breakdown's hand.
Wounded decepticon fell on his knees, as the pain consumed him. Second in command placed a hand under his comrade's armpit.
"Thank you, sir..." Breakdown mustered, trying to get up on his feet. He honestly never expected for any decepticon to save him (well, minus Knock Out), especially this newcomer. But the more one eyed bot watched his comrade's actions, the more fascinated he became with the nobility of an explosive expert. Something felt really wrong about it, since the fraction, they both belonged to, has long forgotten about justice and kindness, even to each other. First seeker lieutenant's actions drastically contradicted Megatron's, and this revelation sparked something strange in Breakdown's mind.
"Soundwave, we require a ground bridge immediately on my current location."
The mere seconds later a circular green portal appeared, illuminating surroundings. Dreadwing supported his subordinate the way so he could carry most of the weight himself. After entering this ground bridge, they immediately showed up on the board of the Nemesis. A few Vehicons were passing by this corridor and were very distressed, seeing their superior with his spark almost falling out if his chest.
"Is Knock Out at the medical bay?" Seeker asked the soldiers loudly.
"Yes, sir."
Dreadwing nodded and continued through the spaceship, towards doctor's office. Breakdown followed, yet he felt how his powers faded away, as his energon was leaking out. The sight from his remained eye was starting to blurr. However wounded decepticon's curiosity didn't let him to pass out.
"Sir, may I ask you a question?"
"I suppose you can, yet I would strongly advise you to save your strength."
"Why didn't you complete the mission?"
Dreadwing was dumbfounded by his subordinate's question. "Because decepticons care for their comrades."
"Not on Nemesis." One eyed con said gloomy.
"Why do you think that? Don't you trust our cause? Lord Megatron?"
Breakdown thought if he could trust his savior, but decided to ask anyway. Something in Seeker felt safe enough to speak freely.
"But do you think Lord Megatron himself believes in our cause?"
The unharmed con's face looked shocked "Of course he does."
"He's still so loyal. But does our Lord reciprocate?" Breakdown thought soberly, while both cons proceeded to make their way further into the dark corridors of the spaceship. The silence remained unbroken, partially due to orange faced bot's weakness.
Soon enough they were right before med bay's door. It opened by themselves, showing a view into the room. There were two large metal hospital beds with a table, displacing a bunch of instruments: cross clamps, laser scalpel, durabilium drill, soldering iron, blowtorch and others. Dark blue screens, showcasing some red text on them, situated to the sides of the beds. On these screens was important information, such as normalized amount of energon, that supposed to flow in Cybertronian body, spark and T-Cog conditions, pictures of servos and optics ect.
The doctor with a glorious red finish stood before his instruments and cleaned them up. He muttered some lyrics from a random human song. Once he'd heard the door opened, KO put the stuff he hold and turned around.
"Good day, bo— WHAT THE SCRAP?!" Doctor yelled, once he set his optics on Breakdown, who was almost carried at this point. Red finished con turned to Dreadwing and, without any other words, ordered. "Lay him down on the hospital bed."
Dreadwing obliged, and Knock Out immediately began his examination. He took blowtorch and another tool neither of other cons knew about.
"Dreadwing, quickly bring me energon to transfuse." Concerned Doctor put a strange black metal tube, vagely resembling Soundwave's tentacles, in Breakdown's hand. The other end of this dropper was round, meant to suck the Cybertronian's life force out of containers. After Seeker lieutenant helplessly started to look around, searching for the blocks needed for operation, red con said, hurrying his new unwanted assistant. "To the right of this room. Don't stand around. I'll put him in stasis while you're at it."
When winged decepticon left the room for the energon supplies, KO started his work with blowtorch, slowly fix his sleeping companion's cables, thus stopping the bleeding. Amount of energon was critically low, and defenceless spark was blinking dimmer with each second. Usually Knock Out wasn't very serious. He liked to buff his own finish or go street racing, completely ditching his responsibilities of a decepticon. But once someone got really hurt European model was barely recognizable. His demeanor changed, and he became very focused on getting his patients better. Especially when the damaged comrade turned out to be as close to him as Breakdown. When his part time assistant was wounded too much, doctor concentrated as much as he could and did his best.
By the time Dreadwing reappeared with a special energon, cables, in which this bright blue substance flowed were patched up enough to stop the bleeding.
"Here, Knock Out. I brou—"
"Good. Now be a lamb, come here and hold this cube straight." KO didn't even let his superior finish the sentence.
The latter's pride was hurt, but the complete confusion of the idioma used was much stronger. What is a lamb? And how to be it? It's probably some human phrase he picked up from some where. But there was no time to waste, so Seeker obliged again. Once winged bot did what he was told to do, doctor attached the metal tube to the block, pressed a button and transfusion began. The light blue stripes flashed, as the live source filled the con in stasis.
KO, after making sure everything goes as planned, went out of med bay, only to return with the piece of metal to repair his comrade.
"Oh, you dummy. We'll have so much buffing to do." Knock Out said sweetly to Breakdown. After measuring scar, doctor turned his hand into rotating saw and cut to the size. Then he started soldering and murmuring some compliments and loving words, completely forgetting about Dreadwing's existance. The latter was a little bit uncomfortable. On the Nemesis these kind of close relationships were very rare and weren't usually put on display, so witnessing this was awkward. Yet Seeker had no where to go until all energon was in Breakdown.
"Is my presence still necessary?" Winged decepticon asked, when the cube was empty.
"Oh, not really, commander. Just may I ask how did Breakdown manage to get himself scratched like that?"
"I would also want to know that." The door suddenly opened as the rough voice filled the room. The grand Lord of Decepticons entered the room, his red eyes shining.
"Lord Megatron." Dreadwing said. "Arachnid escaped."
"I am utterly amazed by your unability to kill Arachnid and by getting your subordinate nearly lose his spark." Megatron raised his voice. "How is it, that the con who's near becoming my second in command can't get rid of the target?"
Winged Cybertronian bowed his head in shame, not uttering a word in his own defence. Silver Decepticon wasn't waiting an answer, and was preparing a punishment, when suddenly unexpected happened. Soundwave send a message to Megatron, which made him walk away, not saying anything more. Dreadwing followed him.
Knock Out's confusion didn't disappear, and only more questions sprang up in his head. What happened to Breakdown, and what's Arachnid's role in all of that? The only way to get answers was to wake up the patient from stasis, yet doctor decided to give blue bot some time to heal. Red finished con started cleaning up the room, removing tube and block and washing the energon from the floor and his hands. After, he took his beloved buffer and began to polishing his partner's chest, gently waking him up from stasis.
"Who's that pretty bot?" These were the first words that left Breakdown's mouth, once he opened his eye.
"Not just pretty, but handsome, don't you think?" KO responded cheeky.
"I would say you're the best looking con I've ever met."
Doctor chuckled, patting his partner's chestplate. It already looked decent, giving the small amount of time. Blue bot took his red finished comrade hand in his own, lovingly stroking other's servo with his finger.
"Dear, will you consider me worthy enough of knowing about your accident?" Knock Out pointed with his buffer at the still pretty visible scar.
"Well, Commander Dreadwing and I were assigned to get rid of Arachnid for her traitorous behavior. I might have been too aggressive, so she caught me in a trap. Commander saved me, before she could tear me apart."
KO's face froze for a moment. He quickly came back to the his usual charming self, yet damaged bot could see his partner's fleeting fear. Fear of punishment, death, or maybe a torture. Blue bot understood the reason, since his doctor used to scheme with now missing Starscream, who was known for his traitorous behavior. However some unexpected thought appeared in Breakdown's head, that felt terribly shameful, yet very enlightening. His mind went back to the most strange day, when his nemisis, Bulkhead, saved his spark. That time Autobots were somewhat successful, but a lot of time they weren't. Do they get punished with beatings? Well, at least Bulkhead didn't seem like it. Were they mocked for their failures by comrades? No, their team didn't belittle each other, did it? The shame rose in blue bot as he started to see the flaws in a fraction he belonged to.
"Hey, sweet rims, may I ask you something personal?" Orange faced con looked his friend right in the optics, preparing to bring the topic that was bothering him.
"Of course."
"Do you think we're on the right side?"
"What?"
"On the right side of war." Yellow eyed bot clarified. "I mean, is there anything left from a cause we started with? Do we still fight for freedom?"
Knock Out's optics widened, quite dumbfounded by the question.
"Breakdown, I... What makes you question Lord Megatron?"
"Do you remember when I was kidnapped by the MECH? Starscream had to disobey Megatron's orders to come for me. Then all those vehicons we sent only for them to die. And.."
"Darling, shush!" Doctor interrupted. His posture change to more stiff one, as he took his hand out of his patient's. "We shouldn't discuss it where Soundwave can hear us."
"And freedom of speech we fought for.." Breakdown frowned, finishing his sentence despite his friend's warnings.
"I don't know. I didn't join because of Lord's ideas."
"Then why?"
"I wanted to survive." The simplicity of the answer spoke volumes. "There was no escape from deceptions' power; they were everywhere. If I wanted to keep my finish this great, I needed to join."
Red finished bot took away his servo, putting the buffer to work again. One eyed bot was saddened. The cons continued to chat about everything and anything, but Breakdown's thoughts refused to depart from the initial subject. Now more than ever he started to question his master's intentions, and part of him began to realize how corrupted their cause became. But this part was still rather small, and after a few hours spent with Knock Out, Breakdown heard some strange unrest behind the door of med bay.
Operation: Redemption
Rating: General audience
Archive Warning: Graphic depictions of violence
Category: Gen
Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Prime
Relationships: Breakdown/Knock Out, KOBD
Characters: Breakdown, Knock Out, Arachnid, Dreadwing, Megatron, Soundwave
Additional tags:
Romance isn't the center of the story, long fic, other tags and characters will be added as they appear, AU, Breakdown survives, Autobot Breakdown, implied KOBD, minor character death in future, past, light descriptions of scars/gore
Word count: 2562
Summary:
Breakdown wasn't the most observant bot, yet his loyalty knew no bounds. Despite a lot of questionable decisions made by his liege, big Decepticon never doubted Megatron's view. Honestly Lord of the decepticons hasn't hesitated to use this trust to his own advantage ever, but even the most oblivious person in the whole galaxy would someday understand this. Breakdown started to have some suspicions after he was saved by his old rival, Bulkhead, while his boss left him in the mercy of the vermins. Starscream's words didn't help, planting doubts in big blue bot. But Breakdown's trust hasn't been shaken too much, he only became more observant. Now he saw some patterns, that were repeating from day to day, until he couldn't ignore it any longer.
Chapter: 1/???
"Am I the only one here, who considers this to be an overkill on Lord Megatron's part?" Arachnid said, moving forward, as her partners stayed behind. "I mean, dispatching two of his most proficient warriors to track down one unconfirmed energon spike."
"Megatron knows me and Dreadwing here will get the job done." Breakdown gestured at himself and his winged companion, who to this moment stayed quiet.
"Actually, I was referring to Dreadwing and myself." The sardonic smile appeared on the helicopter's face.
Orange-faced bot's fist clenched, as he angrily took a few steps towards a bold fembot. They never were on the good terms. Warrior found her intriguing, yet soon enough understood that she was just a crazy, rude killer with no morals or respect for authorities. Spider-looking con, on her part, never saw her comrade as anything worthy of her attention.
"Breakdown" A hoarse voice of a Seeker called out. "Remain on task. This must be a unified effort."
"Indeed, Breakdown. I know, we've never seen eyes to eye." Arachnid continued, not even trying to hide her smug expression. "But it doesn't mean we can't patch things up." She winked.
Now that was the last straw. With an fuming "that's it", Breakdown fiercely charged to attack, completely ignoring Dreadwing's objections. Yet the battle didn't last long, for Arachnid quickly transformed and blinded an attacker with her web. Yet fembot hadn't much time to celebrate, as a Seeker pulled out his riffle and started blasting helicopter. Being as shifty as she is, former second in command managed to dodge the blast, but was unable to web her opponent on the first try. For a few moments luck was on fembot's side, as she finally trapped Dreadwing, tying him to a nearby tree. But the last shot caused her to collapse, losing one of her spider legs. Breakdown, all this time trying to get rid of the web on his face, finally tore down his blindfold and resumed the chase. Blue boy's cannon fired, as Arachnid jumped from the spruce tree to another. Eventually helicopter fled further into the forest. One-eyed warrior wanted to run right after.
"Breakdown! Don't be a fool! Free me!" Seeker yelled, still not able to free himself.
Breakdown stopped for a few seconds and fired a couple of shots where commander's arm would be, thinning the web. He didn't stay any longer, as he decided to get the job done. Blue bot ran after the fleeing figure of the traitorous Decepticon, jumping through some fallen trees and rocks, and got to a pool of a bright blue energon. Suddenly, helicopter's shadow appeared once more, proceeding further to the bushes and leaving a trail of Cybertronian blood behind. Eventually, one eyed bot caught up with Arachnid at a small pile of stones, that weakened fembot seemingly had no strength to jump over.
Laughing, Breakdown said. "Easy prey.", swinging his hummer for a final blow. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lower his weapon. It was too late, when a hunter realized that he was cleverly outsmarted by this cunning decepticon. She led him to a trap, pretending to be weak, only to trap his hand in a web. Arachid smiled, as she saw how defenceless Breakdown was. She lifted one of her spider legs and slowly, as if enjoying her victim's useless attempts to get out, sliced blue bot's chest, revealing a spark chamber. Orange faced decepticon fired his cannon, while being in immense amount of pain. The scar, that looked like a terrific lightning, was grand and deep enough to damage the important wires.
Arachnid prepared for the finishing blow, when suddenly, out of nowhere, she first heard a loud steps and then saw an energon blast, almost loosing another leg. Deciding this fight wasn't worth it, she transformed into a helicopter and fled the scene, while a red shots followed her.
Breakdown was flabbergasted by this save, looking shocked at Dreadwing. Admitting defeat, seeker stopped blasting at a long gone Arachnid.
"You won't chase her?" Bleeding bot asked.
"You won't thank me?" Winged con responded sarcastically. His face was gloomy, as he destroyed the string that kept Breakdown's hand.
Wounded decepticon fell on his knees, as the pain consumed him. Second in command placed a hand under his comrade's armpit.
"Thank you, sir..." Breakdown mustered, trying to get up on his feet. He honestly never expected for any decepticon to save him (well, minus Knock Out), especially this newcomer. But the more one eyed bot watched his comrade's actions, the more fascinated he became with the nobility of an explosive expert. Something felt really wrong about it, since the fraction, they both belonged to, has long forgotten about justice and kindness, even to each other. First seeker lieutenant's actions drastically contradicted Megatron's, and this revelation sparked something strange in Breakdown's mind.
"Soundwave, we require a ground bridge immediately on my current location."
The mere seconds later a circular green portal appeared, illuminating surroundings. Dreadwing supported his subordinate the way so he could carry most of the weight himself. After entering this ground bridge, they immediately showed up on the board of the Nemesis. A few Vehicons were passing by this corridor and were very distressed, seeing their superior with his spark almost falling out if his chest.
"Is Knock Out at the medical bay?" Seeker asked the soldiers loudly.
"Yes, sir."
Dreadwing nodded and continued through the spaceship, towards doctor's office. Breakdown followed, yet he felt how his powers faded away, as his energon was leaking out. The sight from his remained eye was starting to blurr. However wounded decepticon's curiosity didn't let him to pass out.
"Sir, may I ask you a question?"
"I suppose you can, yet I would strongly advise you to save your strength."
"Why didn't you complete the mission?"
Dreadwing was dumbfounded by his subordinate's question. "Because decepticons care for their comrades."
"Not on Nemesis." One eyed con said gloomy.
"Why do you think that? Don't you trust our cause? Lord Megatron?"
Breakdown thought if he could trust his savior, but decided to ask anyway. Something in Seeker felt safe enough to speak freely.
"But do you think Lord Megatron himself believes in our cause?"
The unharmed con's face looked shocked "Of course he does."
"He's still so loyal. But does our Lord reciprocate?" Breakdown thought soberly, while both cons proceeded to make their way further into the dark corridors of the spaceship. The silence remained unbroken, partially due to orange faced bot's weakness.
Soon enough they were right before med bay's door. It opened by themselves, showing a view into the room. There were two large metal hospital beds with a table, displacing a bunch of instruments: cross clamps, laser scalpel, durabilium drill, soldering iron, blowtorch and others. Dark blue screens, showcasing some red text on them, situated to the sides of the beds. On these screens was important information, such as normalized amount of energon, that supposed to flow in Cybertronian body, spark and T-Cog conditions, pictures of servos and optics ect.
The doctor with a glorious red finish stood before his instruments and cleaned them up. He muttered some lyrics from a random human song. Once he'd heard the door opened, KO put the stuff he hold and turned around.
"Good day, bo— WHAT THE SCRAP?!" Doctor yelled, once he set his optics on Breakdown, who was almost carried at this point. Red finished con turned to Dreadwing and, without any other words, ordered. "Lay him down on the hospital bed."
Dreadwing obliged, and Knock Out immediately began his examination. He took blowtorch and another tool neither of other cons knew about.
"Dreadwing, quickly bring me energon to transfuse." Concerned Doctor put a strange black metal tube, vagely resembling Soundwave's tentacles, in Breakdown's hand. The other end of this dropper was round, meant to suck the Cybertronian's life force out of containers. After Seeker lieutenant helplessly started to look around, searching for the blocks needed for operation, red con said, hurrying his new unwanted assistant. "To the right of this room. Don't stand around. I'll put him in stasis while you're at it."
When winged decepticon left the room for the energon supplies, KO started his work with blowtorch, slowly fix his sleeping companion's cables, thus stopping the bleeding. Amount of energon was critically low, and defenceless spark was blinking dimmer with each second. Usually Knock Out wasn't very serious. He liked to buff his own finish or go street racing, completely ditching his responsibilities of a decepticon. But once someone got really hurt European model was barely recognizable. His demeanor changed, and he became very focused on getting his patients better. Especially when the damaged comrade turned out to be as close to him as Breakdown. When his part time assistant was wounded too much, doctor concentrated as much as he could and did his best.
By the time Dreadwing reappeared with a special energon, cables, in which this bright blue substance flowed were patched up enough to stop the bleeding.
"Here, Knock Out. I brou—"
"Good. Now be a lamb, come here and hold this cube straight." KO didn't even let his superior finish the sentence.
The latter's pride was hurt, but the complete confusion of the idioma used was much stronger. What is a lamb? And how to be it? It's probably some human phrase he picked up from some where. But there was no time to waste, so Seeker obliged again. Once winged bot did what he was told to do, doctor attached the metal tube to the block, pressed a button and transfusion began. The light blue stripes flashed, as the live source filled the con in stasis.
KO, after making sure everything goes as planned, went out of med bay, only to return with the piece of metal to repair his comrade.
"Oh, you dummy. We'll have so much buffing to do." Knock Out said sweetly to Breakdown. After measuring scar, doctor turned his hand into rotating saw and cut to the size. Then he started soldering and murmuring some compliments and loving words, completely forgetting about Dreadwing's existance. The latter was a little bit uncomfortable. On the Nemesis these kind of close relationships were very rare and weren't usually put on display, so witnessing this was awkward. Yet Seeker had no where to go until all energon was in Breakdown.
"Is my presence still necessary?" Winged decepticon asked, when the cube was empty.
"Oh, not really, commander. Just may I ask how did Breakdown manage to get himself scratched like that?"
"I would also want to know that." The door suddenly opened as the rough voice filled the room. The grand Lord of Decepticons entered the room, his red eyes shining.
"Lord Megatron." Dreadwing said. "Arachnid escaped."
"I am utterly amazed by your unability to kill Arachnid and by getting your subordinate nearly lose his spark." Megatron raised his voice. "How is it, that the con who's near becoming my second in command can't get rid of the target?"
Winged Cybertronian bowed his head in shame, not uttering a word in his own defence. Silver Decepticon wasn't waiting an answer, and was preparing a punishment, when suddenly unexpected happened. Soundwave send a message to Megatron, which made him walk away, not saying anything more. Dreadwing followed him.
Knock Out's confusion didn't disappear, and only more questions sprang up in his head. What happened to Breakdown, and what's Arachnid's role in all of that? The only way to get answers was to wake up the patient from stasis, yet doctor decided to give blue bot some time to heal. Red finished con started cleaning up the room, removing tube and block and washing the energon from the floor and his hands. After, he took his beloved buffer and began to polishing his partner's chest, gently waking him up from stasis.
"Who's that pretty bot?" These were the first words that left Breakdown's mouth, once he opened his eye.
"Not just pretty, but handsome, don't you think?" KO responded cheeky.
"I would say you're the best looking con I've ever met."
Doctor chuckled, patting his partner's chestplate. It already looked decent, giving the small amount of time. Blue bot took his red finished comrade hand in his own, lovingly stroking other's servo with his finger.
"Dear, will you consider me worthy enough of knowing about your accident?" Knock Out pointed with his buffer at the still pretty visible scar.
"Well, Commander Dreadwing and I were assigned to get rid of Arachnid for her traitorous behavior. I might have been too aggressive, so she caught me in a trap. Commander saved me, before she could tear me apart."
KO's face froze for a moment. He quickly came back to the his usual charming self, yet damaged bot could see his partner's fleeting fear. Fear of punishment, death, or maybe a torture. Blue bot understood the reason, since his doctor used to scheme with now missing Starscream, who was known for his traitorous behavior. However some unexpected thought appeared in Breakdown's head, that felt terribly shameful, yet very enlightening. His mind went back to the most strange day, when his nemisis, Bulkhead, saved his spark. That time Autobots were somewhat successful, but a lot of time they weren't. Do they get punished with beatings? Well, at least Bulkhead didn't seem like it. Were they mocked for their failures by comrades? No, their team didn't belittle each other, did it? The shame rose in blue bot as he started to see the flaws in a fraction he belonged to.
"Hey, sweet rims, may I ask you something personal?" Orange faced con looked his friend right in the optics, preparing to bring the topic that was bothering him.
"Of course."
"Do you think we're on the right side?"
"What?"
"On the right side of war." Yellow eyed bot clarified. "I mean, is there anything left from a cause we started with? Do we still fight for freedom?"
Knock Out's optics widened, quite dumbfounded by the question.
"Breakdown, I... What makes you question Lord Megatron?"
"Do you remember when I was kidnapped by the MECH? Starscream had to disobey Megatron's orders to come for me. Then all those vehicons we sent only for them to die. And.."
"Darling, shush!" Doctor interrupted. His posture change to more stiff one, as he took his hand out of his patient's. "We shouldn't discuss it where Soundwave can hear us."
"And freedom of speech we fought for.." Breakdown frowned, finishing his sentence despite his friend's warnings.
"I don't know. I didn't join because of Lord's ideas."
"Then why?"
"I wanted to survive." The simplicity of the answer spoke volumes. "There was no escape from deceptions' power; they were everywhere. If I wanted to keep my finish this great, I needed to join."
Red finished bot took away his servo, putting the buffer to work again. One eyed bot was saddened. The cons continued to chat about everything and anything, but Breakdown's thoughts refused to depart from the initial subject. Now more than ever he started to question his master's intentions, and part of him began to realize how corrupted their cause became. But this part was still rather small, and after a few hours spent with Knock Out, Breakdown heard some strange unrest behind the door of med bay.
I couldn't left Cliffjumper behind. He suffered enough. And him and Arcee were very funny, wish we'd see them more.
Super decepticon practice dump.
And humans. Not fond of how adults came out.
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TFP autobots and decepticons x therian reader hcs
Autobots
Optimus: He would be so supportive and understanding, no question about it. Constant reassurance and words of affirmation from him- He'd end up giving you some long sappy speech about how our physical forms don't define who we are on the inside.
Ratchet: The grumpy mech doesn't have much of a reaction to it, seeing as he's always busy. Although, when he has time, he'll do more research on your theriotype and possibly even make some trinkets for you.
Bumblebee: He'd listen to you very carefully in order to understand, and as soon as he gets it, he's getting whatever he can to make you comfortable. You have a dragon or reptile theriotype? Instantly buying you anything scaly. Feline? He's getting you soft, furry clothes and paws. Canine? He'll get you a tail and ears. Whatever your type, he makes sure to get clothes and accessories to match.
Arcee: She doesn't completely understand, but she'll be sure to listen closely. She'll constantly ask you questions on what she can do to support you. You're her partner after all, and she wants to help you in whatever way she can.
Wheeljack: Instantly obsessed. Thinks you're the coolest thing since refined enegron, and will spend as much time with you outdoors as possible. He'll take you to a lake/river/ocean, mountains, or a forest so you can spend time in your theriotype's environment. He's almost as disappointed as you are that you're stuck as a human instead of whatever awesome theriotype you are.
Bulkhead: He's a combination of Bumblebee and Wheeljack. The sweet mech would find a way to buy you whatever you need/want, and would take you out to your preferred environment whenever he can. He just wants you to be as happy and comfortable as possible.
Smokescreen: Definitely a little confused, but he's got the spirit. He'll gladly refer to you as whatever you are! Bro will stand up to anyone that gives you scrap for it. He's sure to correct anyone that refers to you as human, as long as you're okay with it.
Decepticons
Megatron: He wasn't thrilled at the idea of having a human on board. When he finds out you're a therian, he's instantly interested. His fleshy companion is actually not what it appears to be at all? Very curious. As soon as he understands, he tells Shockwave to find a way to change you to your theriotype.
Starscream: Doesn't care that much, but he stops calling you "human" and "fleshbag". Small things like that to affirm you.
Knockout: He's a bit curious when you mention that you're a therain. When he learns more, he's actually rather sympathetic. In his spare time, he'll do your makeup and accessorize you to look more like your theriotype. Occasionally he'll even make you clothes from scratch that match you.
Breakdown: Similarly to Smokescreen, he's a lil confused, but tries his hardest anyways. He'll also take you outside the ship to go explore the wilderness when he can.
Shockwave: Being as unfeeling as he is, he doesn't particularly care. He is interested though, and seeing as you're his partner, he will work to find a way to create your therioform and move your conscience to it.
Soundwave: They're very supportive. While they can't reassure you with words, their actions speak just as loud. Since they can't go out much considering how busy they are on the ship, they'll create a den for you nearby their work area. Said den has anything and everything you want/need to be healthy and comfortable. Laserbeak also becomes very fond of you, and will spend her spare time keeping you company.
Predaking: He understands your predicament, and is rather sympathetic. If you have an avian theriotype, he'll be sure to take you out for long flights with him. He spends most of his time with you in his alt mode, seeing as you understand him better than most others on the ship.
Arachnid: 0 shits given. She has a sense of disdain for just about every species, so you not being human makes no difference to her. That being said, she might make an exception if your theriotype is some kind of arachnid. She still won't be all too fond of you, but she might just keep you around for a little bit longer. What can she say? It's almost nice to have someone who respects her and admires her webbed work as much as she does.
I was going to add Vehicons, Dreadwing, and Airachnid, but I got tired lmao
Might come back and add them later, idk*
*Edited 12/16/23, added Ariachnid
How would the tfp autobots and decepticons react to the toy furby
Ooohhh! I remember furby's, granted they were a bit creepy in my opinion. These are a bit shorter than what I usually write, I was trying to get most of the characters in. Let me know if these needed more writing in them.
Hope you enjoy everyone's reactions to the furby's
Autobots and Decepticons reaction to seeing a furby
SFW, mentions of blasters
TFP
How did this all happen? One word to simplify everything: Miko. She thought it would be funny to start leaving these little menaces around the base and to get the bots reaction to it. How did she acquire these furbies, don’t ask any questions. Jack tried to stop her, but she successfully bribed him by promising to send him the video of Arcee’s reaction. Raf promised to edit the videos to be at their finest. Operation: Furby reaction is a go.
Autobots
Optimus Prime
He notices the first furby as it sits innocently near one of the control panels. At first, he thinks that one of those ‘birds’ had entered the base and tried to move the thing.
“Hello little one. How did you get in here?”--Optimus
“SSSQQQQUAAAAKKKK!”--Furby
“I see… Ratchet did you let the creature inside the base?”--Optimus
“Did I do what now?”--Ratchet
Then it suddenly started moving and squawking its native tongue that may or may not have startled the Prime a bit.
He doesn’t mind the furby too much… but does sense something about it.
Ratchet
He notices when he sees Prime slightly startled by something.
He goes to investigate and nearly squashes the Furby thinking it was a scraplet.
“Ratchet! Do not harm the creature!”--Optimus
“Optimus with all due respect, that thing is definitely some sort of scraplet! It might be a different type of mutation but look at it!”--Ratchet
“Ratchet—”--Optimus
“It even looks evil Optimus! I’m getting my wrenches.”--Ratchet
“Ratchet!”—Optimus
He does not care about Optimus’s code on not killing living being. That thing looked at him weird and he is going to end it before it eventually causes trouble.
Bumblebee
Nearly has a whiplash when he sees the little thing. He also thinks it’s a scraplet at first, but slightly calms down recognizing it as one of those human toys he saw on commercial with Raf.
Everything is fine… until it started screeching and moving by itself.
“SSSSSSSCCCCCRRRREEEEAAACCCHHHH!”--Furby
“BBBBBBBEEEEEEEPPPPPPP! (AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!)—Bumblebee
Does not like furby’s at all. Claims that they were trying to speak to him.
Arcee
Her encounter with the Furby is short.
Mainly because she saw something move out of the corner of her optic and blasted the poor thing to bits.
“Huh? What on Cybertron—”--Arcee
“SCCCCRREEECCH—”—Furby remains
Blaster firing intensifies.
She doesn’t know what that thing was, but it started it.
Bulkhead
He is running to see where Bumblebee is after hearing him screaming. He has his wrecking ball at the ready and ready to comm in back up if necessary.
“BBBBBBBEEEEEEPPPPPP! (AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!)--Bumblebee
“What is it!?”--Bulkhead
“BBBEEEPP BEP BEEEEPPP (THAT THING RIGHT THERE!)--Bumblebee
“SCCRRREEEAAACCHHH!”--Furby
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET!!!”—Bulkhead
Absolutely loathe those things. It reminds him too much of the scraplet incident that happened. He would be swinging his wrecking ball if it hadn’t gotten stuck in the wall.
Wheeljack
He is running as soon as he hears Bulkhead and Bumblebee screaming. His katanas are out as is ready for some slicing and dicing.
“BEEEEEPP BEEEEPPPP! (PRIMUS ITS MOVING CLOSER!)--Bumblebee
“SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET! SCRAPLET!”--Bulkhead
“Where’s the danger!?”--Wheeljack
“BEEPPP! (ITS MOVING!)--Bumblebee
“SCRREEEECCCHH—”--Furby
“There, its sliced in half. Huh. You two where afraid of this little cute—”--Wheeljack
“SSSSSCCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHH!”--- The two remains of the Furby
Blaster firing and wrecking ball smashing intensifies.
Isn’t a huge fan of the little things. It’s a bit cute in a creepy way. Does remind him of scraplets if they had gotten some mold and gained some sort of upper-level sentience.
Smokescreen
Like Arcee, his encounter with the Furby is short.
He accidentally stepped on one effectively crushing it.
“SCCRRE—Crunch!”—Furby
“Hmm? Hmm.” –Smokescreen
He is completely oblivious to the tomfoolery that is happening all over the base. He is too busy with looking at the latest relic they managed to find.
Ultra Magnus
He finds a Furby near his work area. He tries to speak to the Furby as he would to anyone else.
“Excuse me but you are in classified—”—Ultra Magnus
“SSSSCCCRRREEEEEAAAACCHHHH!”--Furby
“That was unnecessary and—”—Ultra Magnus
“SSSSSCCCCRRREEEEAAACCHHH!”--Furby
“Listen to—”—Ultra Magnus
“Ultra Magnus move!”--Ratchet
Furby is hit with 10 wretches in one go.
He doesn’t mind furby’s like Optimus. Mainly because he was trying to communicate with it and never got to finish his sentences with it.
Decpticons
No one knows how it was done, but the impossible was made possible. After Miko finished getting all the Bots’ reaction to the furbies she decided to do something else. Somehow, she managed to scatter the remaining furbies on board the Nemesis. How did she do this. Not even Miko quite knows how she did it.
Megatron
He finds the Furby on his throne. He doesn’t know what this thing is, but it is on his throne, and no one sits on his throne except him.
“You! How dare you sit upon my throne!”--Megatron
“SSSSCCCRRREEEAAACCCH!”—Furby
Blaster firing intensifies.
The furby would be gone whether he is on Dark Energon or not. Will not admit it but the furby noise sent a little shiver down his struts. Good thing no one saw that.
Starscream
He finds the furby in his habsuite. He is curious in how this weird looking organic thing managed to find his room. He takes the furby to the interrogation room.
“Who are you? Speak worthless organic!”--Starscream
“SSSCCCRRREEEEAAACCCCHHH!”--Furby
“How dare you! I am Starscream, Second in Command of the Decepticon Army! You will—”--Starscream
“SSSSSCCCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHHHH!”--Furby
“Two can play it that game!”--Starscream
“SSSSCCCCCRRRREEEAAAACCCHHH!”--Starscream
“SSSSCCCCRRRREEAAAACCCHH!”—Furby
He ends up staying in the room with the furby for a while. Takes the furby to his room and plays on doing a hostage exchange if it is needed.
Soundwave
Finds the furby on his desk. Lazerbeak deploys and flies around the small thing. Steps a bit closer to getting a good look at it.
“…”--Soundwave
“SSSSSCCCRRREEEAAAACCCHHHH!”—Furby
He immediately groundbridges the furby outside the Nemesis to have it fall and burn on reentry. He does however keep the screeching noise recorded and will use it if necessary… or if he is bored.
Knockout and Breakdown
The pair enters the medbay and finds the furby on the medslab.
Breakdown looks at it and thinks it’s kind of cute. Knockout on the other hand.
“OH, PRIMUS KILL IT!”--Knockout
“Knockout?!”--Breakdown
“THAT IS UNICRON’S SPAWN! KILL IT! BURN IT!”--Knockout
Breakdown smashes the furby to oblivion. Did he regret it? No, it was causing Knockout stress, and he was happy to get rid of it for him. Knockout knows the furby’s horrors, he knows…
Dreadwing
His time with the furby is short. He accidentally stepped on it as he was trying to get some creates to his habsuite.
“SSSCCRR—Crush!”--Furby
“What in the All Spark? Hmm…”--Dreadwing
He does wonder what the weird noise was, but he has other things to worry about, so he quickly forgets about the encounter.
Shockwave
He doesn’t know they exist. There were no furbies in the lab or in his habsuite. The two places he really goes to. He does hear from the others about the furbies though.
“They sound illogical.”--Shockwave
“You’re illogical!”—Starscream
He doesn’t care about the furbies, he has science experiments and war crimes to commit.
Predaking
He finds one near his kennel and does not like it. Sure, the Nemesis isn’t the greatest place, but that spot is his!
“You! Vermin! Who are you!”--Predaking
“SSSCCCRRREEE—”—Furby
Fire breathing intensifies.
Does not like the noises and is quick to end the furby.
Arachnid
She finds one randomly walking in the halls screaming. She just stabs it and puts it on her trophy case. She doesn’t have time for anything else. She has Arcee and Megatron to kill.
ALRIGHT THIS ISN'T MY USUAL STYLE BUT AS OF LATE I'VE RAN INTO A PROBEM AND I NEED SOME HELP!
THIS BITCH!
THIS EIGHT LEGGED CREEPY CRAWLEY FUCKER IS DRIVING ME INSANE!
Cause what the fuck was she made for! I know the meta reason but I wanna know what purpose a spider bot with ACID VENOM! Would serve in normal society!
What function do you serve!? Was she a miner like megatron!? A scientist? Is the spider thing a modification!? Is she some kind of experiment or hybrid!? Does cybertron even have spiders!? This is driving me up a wall! For anyone who has any ideas or lore on this demon please let me know because this shut is keeping me up at night.