A/N: LOTS OF SWEARING AND IT'S QUITE LONG, ENJOY~
"PUT ME DOWN IN THIS INSTANCE!" I yelled, struggling in the silver warlord's grasp as I tried my best to pull away from the idiot's grip. That fragging bastard was going to suffocate me for Primus's sake!
"I-If you're trying t-to kill me, y-you're doing a g-great j-job!" I gasped for air as I glared at the buckethead. Megatron rolled his optics and pulled my close to his face as he spoke, his loud voice made my ears rang as he yelled in front of me.
"SILENCE!" he hissed; red optics boring into my soul.
Was I scared? Nope. If anything, I'm kind of on the verge dying right now and I really don't want to have this rust bucket as the last thing I see before I perish.
Why couldn't it be puppies or food? Why it got to be this bag of oversized metal?
Groaning, I mustered all the strength I had left in me all pulled myself out from his grasp. The mech was about to capture me again when I snapped back at him, giving him a piece of my own goddamn mind.
"Look here, you little shit! I know it's no use of asking or begging you to let me go because you're going to use me as ransom from the Autobots. But if you're going to use me, at least think twice before you go squeezing on me goddamn you! If you haven't noticed yet, I'M MADE OF FLESH YOU IDIOT!" Anger coursed through my veins as I told the overgrown bot off.
Is this going to heighten the probability of me dying? Absolutely. Do I give a damn? Not really. If I die, just make sure that whatever I own shall be given to the dog, especially all of my plushies.
"For a small insect, you sure do have much to talk." He growled, glaring at me with his ruby optics. Huffing, I crossed my arms as I stood on his now opened palm.
"Well, at least I gave a damn good speech." I rebutted, narrowing my eyes at him. Megatron rolled his optics and set me down on his table, nudging me off from his hands only for me to swat his digits away.
"That's no way of asking a lady to get off you foul beast!" I snapped; hitting his digits and jumping down from his servo. Megatron glowered at me and bend down to look at me closer, though I still had to look up to meet his red optics.
God, why did they have to be red?
"You're threading on thin ice, fleshling. My patience is wearing thin, tell me what I want to know and I might let you live for another day!" he said, tone sharp and commanding. I rolled my eyes and sat criss-crossed on the table, turning my head at the other side as I crossed my hands in front of me.
"Hmph!" I didn't not bother to listen, choosing to brood over than to hear his whatever commands on me. It angered him even more, to which I'm quite proud that I've made the Decepticon leader snap at me, a small and trivial being.
"You dare turn your helm against me!?" he roared and slammed down his fist on the table. The action caused me to shake a little but I still had my butt firmly sat on the Cybertronian-sized table. Turning to him lazily, I gave him a loud yawn and a bored look, which did a great job at ticking him off even more.
"You were saying?" I said innocently, blinking at the large mech. He vented loudly before grabbing me forcefully and held me close to his face. The force knocked the wind out of my lungs and I struggled in grasp, colours drained from my face as I wheezed for air.
"G-Get...fragged..." I said to the mech weakly before dark visions clouded me and I went dark.
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I woke up with a terrible headache. A VERY HORRIBLE FRAGGING HEADACHE. Groaning, I looked around tiredly as my visions were still blurry and my mind was pounding like crazy.
"Finally awake?" Mr. Idiot's voice made me groan loudly as I turned to look at the mech's face. I scrunched up my face to get a better view on the mech due to the poor lighting in his berthroom. Like scrap, y'all are technology advanced but don't got the time for some nice lighting?
"U-Ugh...Why didn't you just kill me, you fragging bastard? Waking up to your voice is not exactly something I'm hoping for, you know..." I muttered, massaging my temples to ease the throbbing headache. I felt the Decepticon leader shifted but paid no attention to him, favouring in calming my raging headache than to deal with the overgrown sassy metal being.
A rough and warm touch made me shrieked out loud and back away as I found myself staring before a scaled-down version of Mega-effing-tron. He huffed and grabbed my arms, pulling me back to him.
"L-Let go of me, you pervert!" I stuttered, not liking the evil mech being too close for comfort.
"On the contrary, I don't find you fleshlings attractive. Rest assured; I don't plan of knowing whatever attractiveness you find under your thin armory."
"It's called clothing and please get your oily hands off of me!"
"Oh, so you do have manners."
"Get fragged, King Con."
"I stand to be corrected." He muttered bitterly and yanked me close to him. I lost my balance and fell in front of him. Sticking my hands out to break the fall, I closed my eyes as I braced for my landing. A pair of sturdy but rough hands caught me before I could have my face planted on the ground.
Opening one of my eyes, I was met with a pair of an unamused and bored look of the silver mech.
"If you've a liking for me, I suggest you to change your ways; falling onto someone is not really the best way to start it out." he deadpanned. Blushing, I sputtered and hastily got away from him.
But as luck would have it, I have a balance of a toddler and fell on my butt, hard.
"Ow..." I whined; rubbing my behind as I tried to ease the pain. I was blushing hard due to the idiot's statement and it went worse as I realised I made a fool of myself in front of that bastard!
Sniffling, I fought the harsh tears and put on a brave face the best I could, but it came out as a pout as I glared at him.
"In my defence, I did try to catch you." Megatron said, defending himself. I groaned and put my head in my hands. I was so literally fucking done with this.
Just end my suffering, goddamn you.
"Though whatever you might want to believe, I don't truly want to kill you...yet." Megatron began, catching my attention. I raised my head from my hands slowly to look at him, confused at his words.
"I merely needed your... answer for the Autobot's location. But judging by the fact that you're not going to give in anytime soon, it seems that we got something else instead; you entertaining me." The warlord smugly said; flashing a grin at me.
"W-Who's e-entertaining you, y-you fucking p-pervert!?" I said out loud, absolutely mortified by his words. Rolling his eyes, the mech came close to me and I suddenly went rigid, standing frozen still as I watched him sauntered towards me.
Leaning down to my neck, the silver mech breathed down harshly as he whispered, sending shivers to my back.
"Ah, ah, ah. Where was the feisty little being I've been witnessing earlier? Could it be that you've now truly fallen for me, dear little (Y/N)?" Megatron said, his gruff voice was absolutely doing a great job in making me cower.
"N-No..." was all I managed to say, which it came out like a whisper more than anything. I could feel the fucking bastard smiling at my stuttering mess, enjoying every second in torturing me. The annoying gladiator took my left arm and brought it close to his face, still savouring the shocked look from me.
"W-Wait- how did you get my name-"
Without a warning, I felt a harsh pain on my wrist as Megatron held a strong grip to it, his teeth sunked into my flesh and punctured it, eliciting loud screams from me as my sentence were cut off.
"A-AH!" I cried out in pain, tears streaming down my eyes as I fought away from his grasp. After a long excruating moments, he pulled away and smirked at the mark he made on my wrist. My left wrist was still bleeding fresh blood and there was a set of teeth mark present which is SO DEFINITELY going to leave a scar.
Growling, I gave the fragger the most pissed off look I could pull off as I went berserk on him. "Y-You fucking bastard! I-I'll kill y-you!" I screamed and tackled him down, the latter grunted in surprise as I brought him down with me.
Wrestling with the warlord was by far, the STUPIDEST MISTAKE I've made.
That idiot was a gladiator for EONS. Me on the other hand, is a small 90 pounds female who barely passed the Physical Education test. It took him only 3 seconds to gain leverage on me and flipped me over, once again knocking the wind out of my lungs.
"Ready to give up, (Y/N)?" he said tauntingly as he held me down, holding my hands behind my back as he leaned in triumphantly. Wriggling, I tried to get away from his grip but to no avail.
"L-Leave me a-alone, you f-fucking pervert robot!" I said, huffing but gave up in struggling. Raising his optic ridge, Megatron spoke, amused at my predicament.
"Ah, I see that I've worn you out. I do believe you organics do not possess the stamina and endurance like us Cybertronians; yet alone trying to fight with me, the former champion gladiator of Kaon. I could go on and on for days without even needing Energon to refuel! What makes you think you stand a chance with me, young one?" He said, breathing down my neck.
"For starters, can you get your shitty face of my damn neck, you fucking pervert!? Second, I don't give a flying fuck who or what you are, your status means nothing to me! Thirdly, I may be weaker than you but I sure as hell will never give in to the likes of you! Lastly, how the fuck did you acquire my name, asshole!?" I growled back, fire burning wildly in my chest.
Megatron laughed and let me go, surprising me as I rolled my shoulders weakly, trying to get the blood circulating.
"Soundwave." Was all he said as he gave me a dirty grin. Scanning me up and down, I took the opportunity to fight back, throwing back his insults.
"If you're interested in me, take a damn picture; it'll lasts longer." I said cockily but weakly as I felt my adrenaline wore off. My legs buckled and collapsed, making me once again falling face first onto the table. Megatron caught me again but I was too exhausted to fight back, so I just leaned in for support.
"I might take that offer; you know. You're not entirely wrong of me being interested in you." Megatron said, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he sat down, still holding me close.
"G-Go to h-hell..." I whispered out and gave him a smirk, pushing his face away.
"I fragging hate you, I hope that's very clear you idiotic mech." I breathed out weakly. Megatron looked at my wrist before tearing off my sleeves to tie onto the wounds.
"Perhaps I shouldn't have gone in too deep..." he muttered, bandaging my wound. I looked towards the gladiator tiredly, wondering what the fragging fuck is going on.
Bipolar much?
The mech changed back into his normal size and plucked me up gently before setting me on his servos. Pressing two digits to his ear, he commed Soundwave.
"Soundwave, open the groudbridge to the previous coordinates." No sooner than he said those words did a portal appear in front of him. Walking through it, we were back at the previous location, the place were the Decepticons and Autobots were fighting.
Setting his servos on the ground, I hopped off weakly before looking back at him. Raising an optic ridge at me, he gave me a smirk.
"What? Don't tell me you're already missing me, fleshy." He said smugly and I eye rolled at his remarks.
"Sure as hell not. Did you take the damn pictures already? Don't want you to call me just because someone's missing me." I rebutted, earning a loud laughter from the warlord.
"Hardly my nature. Now go, before I change my mind." He said, but he didn't move from his spot. Sighing I fiddled with my mobile phone before calling Optimus, my charge to pick me up.
Not too long later, the familiar blue and green portal came up and the whole team stepped out, drawing their blasters as they spotted Megatron with me. Giving me a mock bow and a wink, the mech quickly transformed and blasted off, leaving us in the dust.
Turning to look at my team, I gave them a weak smile as I greeted them. Optimus had his optics trained on my wounds and immediately commed Ratchet about the situation while carrying into the groundbridge, going back to base.
Somehow, a deep part of me wished to stay a little bit longer with Megatron... just a tiny bit.
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Megatron landed back at base and went to his room. For once, he didn't bother with Starscream's high-pitched noise as he retreated to his chambers. Opening up his memory file, he smiled a little at the photo of (Y/N) sleeping peacefully on his table and another photo of her giving him her smirk. He took more than one picture of her and she was not going to know that.
"I hope we meet again, young one. And when we do, I'm keeping you for my own."