An unconventional lovestory 6
Title: An unconventional lovestory 6
Rating: T (a lot heavier than the other chapters, excepting maybe number 1)
Universe: Transformers animated
Pairing: Grimlock/Optimus
Warning: Depressing towards the end
disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authours note: Bumblebee really gets hurt in this. The blue bot finally makes an appearance, and Blackarachnia sort of has a plan so right.
Bumblebee stared up at what appeared to be a statis pod. Nervously biting his lip, he turned to face Blackarachnia who was standing by the controls, still typing in commands. She had explained that this machine would change him, but she still hadn't said how. Privately, Bumblebee was beginning to wonder what he was doing trusting a decepticon, but Blacharachnia seemed so kind. She had talked him through some of his issues and he felt safe with her. She also didn't seem to be with the main group of decepticons or even affiliated with them, leaving open a possibility of redemption. The statis pod was still very unappealing however.
"Umm... Blackarachnia?"
"Mmmm?"
"Are you sure this is safe?" Black Arachnia turned to look at him, smiling comfortingly.
"Do you think I'd let you in it if it wasn't?" She frowned as if an unplesant thought had just occured to her. "You're... not backing out or anything are you? After all the trouble I went to just so I could help you to get stronger?" Bumblebee, frightened of his only chance of measuring up to the others going, shook his head violently.
"NO! I mean, of course not! I trust you." Taking in a deep intake, Bumblebee turned back to the pod and went in, the door shutting behind him. Blackarachnia's encourgaging smile turned sinister, as she grabbed her organic sample and dropped it into the contraption. As smoke filled the pod, Bumblebee's screams of pain began to echo in the small cavern.
"What in the pit are you doing to him?" At the unfamiliar voice, Blackarachnia looked over her shoulder. At the entrance stood a tall blue cybertronian, optics narrowed. The symbol of the elite guard stood out on his chest. Blackarachnia narrowed her eyes. This, she decided as she turned to face him fully, was not going to be pretty. Especially since Bumblebee was now screaming so loudly that she could barely hear herself think.
"Did you hear me or are you too busy concentrating on what appears to be torturing that autobot?" Blackarachnia stared blankly at the elite bot. She had picked up about every fourth word, but had managed to get the general gist after a few moments. Leaning back, she smiled showing off her fangs at him. He looked unimpressed and Blackarachnia's bad feeling increased.
"Why, whatever do you mean 'torturing?' I'll have you know that he went into there all by himself." Looking as innocent as she could, she raised her hands up to show that she had no weapons, and hoped that this bot didn't realise about her venom. "Nothing illegal about that."
"Maybe not,but I heard your conversation. Coercion of an autobot, elite or no, is illegal and I fully intend to see you punished." Blackarachnia dropped all pretenses of innocence and fell into a half-crouch, claws extended and fangs bared. Deception was not a viable option with this one, and if she remembered right, most autobots were weaklings who couldn't fight their way out of a tin can. More than confident she could take him down, she was shocked and horrified when he seemed to teleport behind her. Only the faint blue afterimage revealed he had run that way.
Taking her advantage of close quarters fighting, she backflipped and landed on her attacker, fangs ready to sink into his neck and gain his incredible speed. A hand shot up, palm hitting her forehead and forcing her head to snap back. Her momentary disorientation from the blow cost her as the bot swung her over his shoulder, grunting in pain as her claws were ripped violently from where she had sunk them in to hold on.
"Nice try Speedy, but you'll have to do better than that." The rich derision in her voice was clear for him to hear, and he glared at her, one hand covering his wound. Bumblebee's shrieks began to fade out, though wether it was due to strained vocal processors or the procedure was coming to an end was still unknown.
"My name is NOT Speedy! In fact, I conclude from your manner that Speedy is a mocking reference to how fast I am." Blackarachnia vaugly wondered if anyone actually understood every word that her opponant said. "And for your information my name is Blurr! And..." Blackarachnia gasped as she was thrown against the wall, and then before she could come to her senses, statis cuffs came around her wrists. She glared at 'Blurr' as he smirked at her, "I can be a lot faster if I wish."
The sound of the pod opening brought both of their attentions to the huge machine. Bumblebee, if he could still be called that, fell out, coughing and gagging from the smoke that had filled his pod. Blackarachnia wanted to giggle with delight as she realised her experiment had been successful, judging by the fact he was coughing and must therefore have lungs, and he was a techno-organic like her. The creature he'd become pulled himself up, and looked over at them, red optics shining, pained whimpers coming from him. Blurr's reaction to something unknown was purely reflexive, and completely unconcious. His speed worked against him in this case and for her.
Blurr shot at him and Bumblebee screamed in agony as the shot tore threw him. Pulling himself up, Blackarachnia was surprised by how much smaller he had become, now only the size of the animal he turned into. He staggered back, bringing claws incredulously up to gawp at, sticken dumb with horror at his own body. Blackarachnia was filled with vindictive pleasure that someone finally understood her pain. He lifted his head to meet hers, anguish written as plainly across his face as when he was a mech.
"How... how could you do this to me?"
"Decepticon." Her answer cut through the silence like a poisioned blade, causing him to shriek and turn to run. Blurr rushed after him, but his new form allowed him a far superior speed to the one he had possessed, allowing him to strike out and slash at Blurr, causing the blue bot to leap back. Then he disappeared towards the entrance.
Blackarachnia's dark delight only lasted until Blurr turned fully to face her, face in a twist of rightous fury. Stalking towards her, he dropped to her level and looked into her now scared eyes.
"What. In. The. Pit. Did. You. DO. To. Him." Blackarachnia licked her lips and leaned back, trying to minimize contact. She was in a lot of trouble, if he was speaking at an understandable speed. Her bad feeling returned intensified, and she knew she wasn't getting out of this one in one peice.
Bumblebee hurtled towards the entrance, new body not so reguarly adapting and causing him to crash and further disorientate himself. He could feel that he had organic componants now, and whimpered as it streached and pulled in odd ways and hurt. Stumbing finally out the exit, he heard a screech and blindly heard his head in that direction.
"PROWL! It's another decepticon! How did it get on the island!" Sari. Twisting round, he tried to scrabble towards his friends voice, hope blooming in his spark. If Sari was there they must have noticed his absense and come to get him. His processor was having a difficult time making out the words due to the pain he could feel, but he heard how scared Sari sounded. His new feelings of protection and defense caused his new blades to jut out, causing him even more pain and self-disgust.
"It's arming itself!"
"We have to take it down quickly!" Seconds later after he was relieved to hear Prowl's voice, his good friend and someone who he knew he could count on, even if the mech disliked him, he screamed in agony as shruiken cut into him, organic flesh and metal plating both being shredded by the blades. His newly gained flight or fight instincts came to life, and he whirled in the direction that the blades had come from, dropping into a crouch and getting into a fighting stance.
"Prowl, watch out!"
"It's okay, I've got him!" Bumblebee was thrown back, metal denting inwards as a wrecking ball slammed into him, and he was sure he felt his new organs being crushed inside of him from the blow. Seeing no other alternative, badly injured and his allies turning to foes in front of him, the new techno-organic turned and used his new speed to run as fast as he could, howling in agony as a last shrukien sliced into his back, severing in so deeply that he was sure only a small bit could be still seen.
Prowl stared after the mangled creature who had threatened them who now fled. Poor Sari was almost jibbering in terror, but still wanting to find Bumblebee. He admired the girl's courage, but knew that it was going to get a lot more dangerous if there were other things like that monstrosity about.
Another appeared at the entrance, but after only a moment Prowl stood down. Bright blue with the elite autobot symbol stamped on his chest, the new comer looked about seemingly distraught.
"Where is he?" The question tumbled out at to fast a pace to process, and Prowl had to get him to repeat his query.
"Where is Bumblebee?" This they understood and Bulkhead, who was holding Sari close looked relived that someone had seen their friend alive and he hadn't been hurt by the monster they had seen so briefly.
"You've seen him? Only there was this thing that attacked us, and we were worried it got him." The elite bot stared in horror at them, and clenched his fists.
"Please don't tell me you attacked him." Prowl stared at the elite. He then, slowly incase this elite was an idiot who had bribed his way into the autobots, explained that they couldn't allow such a dangerous creature to threaten the city and so had taken steps. During his speech, the blue bot's glare had darkened. At the end, his explosive response, or what of it Prowl understood, shook the ninja to the core and made him feel like purging his tanks.
"You morons! That 'creature' as you called him WAS Bumblebee! Blackarachnia changed him into what she is for her own sick games! And now he's near death, attacked by those who were his team, alone, scared, and in a new body he most likely can't control!" He glared at them, ignoring the shock and self-hatred in their expressions. "Right. Let's get back to your Prime. Bumblebee is too fast in his new form for us to track and catch him, and it's night. Might as well get the report over with."
authours notes: Sorry, but the dinobots really needed to see what kind of person Blackarachnia really is so they can get over her. And Bumblebee has turned into a canon BW character. Points to whoever guesses who Bumblebee has turned into.