A/N: PART 2 OF SHALL WE DANCE! requested by @storyaboutHP
IDK, I tried to make it seemed connect ahahaha XD THIS IS A CRACKHEAD CHAPTER XD , THAT'S ALL I CAN SAY ! I DON'T THINK THERE WILL BE ANY CONTINUATION AFTER THIS, BUT UH ENJOY!!
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I was talking with Megatron as we strolled down the hallways, updating each other with our daily activities when he suddenly got commlink from Soundwave. The both of us made our way to the main station and was greeted by our communication specialist.
Soundwave typed something on the computer and out came a video of Team Prime scouting a vast, empty hill. Megatron smirked, already having a plan mapped out in his processors.
"(Y/N)! Care to join me as we both pay the Autobots for a visit?" Megatron said, extending a servo. I grabbed it and stood up straight, smirking at my leader.
"Sounds good to me." I said.
We were about to go out when Soundwave beeped and projecting an image of relic onto his screen. Megatron sighed, letting my servos go in dismay.
"Next time then?" he offered. I nodded, patting his back. The leader went to retrieve the relic while I went and deal with the Autobots. We had an unspoken agreement.
I stall for time while Megatron went ahead to extract the relic.
Transforming into a jet, I flew through the groundbridge, leaving Megatron and Soundwave behind. There was an awkward silence between the two former gladiators before the silent one uncharacteristically spoke up.
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"Statement: Soundwave thinks that Megatron has feelings for (Y/N)." Soundwave said, tilting his head towards his leader. Megatron sputtered, slapping the Decepticon's TIC back at the assumption.
"S-Soundwave! What in-"
Soundwave stared at the warlord, halting his words. Gritting his teeth, he admitted his feelings.
"FINE, FINE! Yes, she's nice and I like her! Happy?"
"Statement: Very."
"No one is to know of this, understand!?"
"Statement: Crystal clear."
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I arrived at a large empty hill, and the Autobots were there to greet me. The blue and pink femme growled, extending her arm blades.
"Who the frag are you!?" She growled, crouching down a little and getting ready to attack. I silently looked at her while pinpointing all of her weak points.
'With just a quick jab to her shoulderplates, I can flip her over and slice her helm clean.' I thought as I sighed out loud.
"Looking down on us now, Con!?" another voice came through. Looking away from the femme in front of me, I was met with a bulky green mech who was bumping his wrecking ball together, also glaring at me.
'If I can get to his neck cables, I'll be able to render him useless. And he's not even protecting his weak points...' I mused internally. My train of thoughts broke when ANOTHER bot spoke...more like beeped.
:- HEY! WE'RE TALKING TO YOU!-: the...young mech said. I chuckled internally, not believing my optics.
'Well scrap. He's so young...' I thought, smirking at the mech. That got him more pissed off, beeping curses at me.
'He doesn't have a strong protective shell. Limbs are quite flimsy; easily to be torn apart if I have to. His chassis frame isn't sturdy enough. With the right shot, I can easily snuff his spark out.' I continued assessing the situation, not bothered with his colourful choice of words.
'Are these the same bots that gave Megatron and the team a massive helmaches? They looked...fragile.' I furrowed my optic ridges, not understanding how in the Pits did my team have a hard time with these...nutjobs.
"Well scrap, I think she's deaf." A grumpy voice rang out. I snapped my optics to his direction and gave him a sweep.
'Medic; one of the team's vital components. If I take him out, the team will be in a dangerous placing. He has quite the buff framing...his movements are quite slow though...perhaps I should attack from behind.' I thought.
"Uh- hello...?" the femme spoke, annoyed at my silence. I set my optics last onto the tallest bot and widened a little.
'Ah, he's the one! The pain in the aft for Megatron! Hmm...meh, Megsy is still much more handsome than him. Though, I must admit...his build is quite...intimidating. Strong and buff, he is quite the mech. A heavy- duty but graceful one... He looks awfully familiar though...alongside with the grumpy medic...' I raised my servo to my chin as I think to myself.
"Where have I seen them..." I said out loud.
"Well scrap, the bot finally talks." The olive green mech said. I finally gave them my attention as I smiled lazily at them.
"Oh- Hi! Sorry, were you saying something?" I said, tilting my helm a little. The femme growled, exchanging her blades into blasters.
"Stand down, Con!" she said, charging her blasters up.
"I think that word suits you more. Do you see me in a battle stance?" I replied, sarcasm oozing from my sentences. The leader spoke up, coming forward with an aura of leadership.
'Ah, right! He's Optimus! The one that Megatron said to be his brother-in-arms! Previously known as Orion Pax...OH! I remember now! He's the bot that was cheering for Megs during our first encounter! I could hear his screams although the whole stadium was pretty noisy!' I beamed, finally content in remembering the past.
"You're Orion! The little one that cheered so damn loud in the stadium!" I blurted out. Optimus halted in his place as he glanced at me curiously. With a keen optic, one could see the blush in his face.
Aw, how adorable. No wonder Megatron took him under at one point.
"Y-You know him!?" the medic spoke up. My smile widened at the medic. He's the idiot that tagged along with this guy. How on Earth did they two ended up together!?
... I guess opposites attracts?
"Yeah, aren't you the same bot that tagged along with him during my match with Megatron in the Pits?" I said, waving my servos boredly. The medic gave me a look before taking a step back, pointing a digit at me as he spoke my name.
"W-Wait a minute...(Y/N)!? The young femme gladiator!?" he said, optics widened with disbelief.
"Oh hello, a fan of mine?" I chuckled. Optimus took a step forward, optics still trained on me.
"You're...alive..." Optimus breathed out.
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean!?" I snapped, looking at the Prime with disbelief. I was about to comment even more when the femme bot charged at me, letting out a battle cry.
'Oh, her stance is good...but too low.' I said, pivoting out of the way. With a twist,I caught hold of her blasters and slammed my peds right into her abdomen, sending her flying towards a nearby tree.
That ensued an all-out fight with the Autobots. The large bulky mech came to me with his wrecking ball but I sighed, lamenting on his poor coordination. With a quick slam to the back of his knee, I gave the guy a chop to his pressure points on his neck cables and he was out.
The yellow and black shot at me, but I managed to dodge them all. I sprinted to him, not caring about his blasters firing at me.The bot had a HORRRIBLE aim. I caught hold of his servos and just as I deduced earlier, his frame dented from the force of my grip and I slammed my fist hard onto his face. He stumbled back but I gave him no time to recover, landing a harsh blow to the back of his helm. The young bot dropped to ground, unmoving. He's not dead...yet.
Three down, two to go.
The medic came towards me, swords deployed. Are they stupid or what? He's the key component to the team alongside with Optimus! Why the frag is he charging- never mind.
I sidestepped and twisted his arms back. I planted a kick to his backstrut and a satisfying crack could be heard; I've dislocated one of his shoulders. He cried out in pain as I tossed him to the far side, landing onto the femme that was about to get up.
Yeah! I still got my grooves going!
Optimus glared at me before activating his faceguard. I finally unsheathed my sword and clashed onto his, smirking as he could not push me over.
"I can't believe y'all are the same bots that cause Megs so much headache. Dear Primus, I need to have a word with him later on because you guys are fragging weak!" I mocked, pushing him back and backflipped. Changing my swords into a long spear, I dashed straight into him and aim for his neck cables...nah.
The Prime instinctively blocked his face and I switched targets, stabbing his thigh. He cried out, kneeling down one knee. Taking the spear out forcefully, I kicked the mech away. He rolled onto the ground before stopping.
Just like that, the whole team rendered unconscious. Seriously, I'm kinda wondering if Megs was just being lenient on them...?
Sighing, I went towards the Prime. Hoisting him up with no efforts, I placed him down harshly below a tree, eliciting a pained hiss from the Prime. He was about to shoot me when I stepped onto his servos, threatening to crush it under my peds.
"Easy big guy. Don't want to go handicapped now, do we?" I said, shaking my helm in disbelief. Even in the face of death, the Autobot leader was still so brave.
He's got guts, that I gotta admit.
"H-How...?" he coughed out, optics sadden at the sight of his team lying motionlessly on the ground. I sighed, face-servoing as I turned to look at the carnage.
'Well scrap, now I understand why. He's got an adorable expression! He's really cute, damn it...' I clicked my glossa. With another sigh, I spoke up.
"They're not dead. I just temporarily rendered them unconscious. Though, they'll be waking up with a massive helmache...except for the medic. He's got a dislocated joint, sorry 'bout that...and you got a stab wounds to your left thigh, might need to get treated, but I missed the vital cables." I explained. Optimus looked up to me with shock.
"You-"
"What do you think I was doing earlier, being quiet and all?" I said, shaking my helm. I gave the Prime a small smirk, my (e/c) optics staring back into his blue optics.
"I was assessing the situation, locating all the weak points. A word of advice; your team is in dire need of...rest or I don't know, Energon? Their coordination is out." I said, bending down and snapped a vine. Tying it to his wounds, the organic rope managed to halt the bleeding.
"There, that should do the trick. Next time, think before charging mindlessly at me, will ya?" I sighed, flicking the Prime's forehelm. He hesitantly nodded before replying, his deep baritone voice resonating through the thick forest.
"W-Why...did you not kill us?" he asked.
"Well, this doesn't look like an arena. Besides, I am in no place to take your spark, that's for Megatron to do. He's going to get pissy if he knew I was the one to kill his nemesis." I laughed before continuing, "Though, he might be pleased to know that I've wiped the floor with you bots' body." I smirked, winking at Optimus.
"I see y-you are...of the same qualities as Megatron...yet you still hold some sympathy...would you...join-"
"Gonna stop you there, sweety. My place is with the Cons. Thanks for the offer, but I don't think your team will be in favour of the bot that kicked their butts to be joining them. Anyhow, try to stay alive until next battle, so that I may be able to get another round of pounding." I snickered.
Standing up, I went to retrieve all of his sleeping (unconscious) teammates and set them by his side. When I'm done, I gave the Prime a mock salute.
"Goodbye, dear Optimus! I'll forever remember your cheering in the Pits. Though, maybe if things were different, would you have rooted for me?" I asked, turning back to look at the Prime. He gave me a smile and spoke, optics shining bright with amusement although he was beaten horribly by me.
"Mhm, perhaps I would." I smiled and transformed, blasting off to the skies. Optimus looked around, checking on his teammates. A groan eased his tension as he looked at Ratchet.
"Frag..." Ratchet hissed, trying to sit up but was unable to. The rest of his team came back online with the same pained expressions. Smiling a little, he commed Raf to bridge them back.
"Autobots, let's...retreat."
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I arrived back at base, landing onto the Nemesis with a graceful thud. I went to find Megatron, hoping that the time I've taken to beat the Bots was enough for him to retrieve whatever. Stopping by the main brig, I waved at Soundwave who returned the pleasantries.
"Heya Soundwave, where's our Boss?" I asked, looking around. Soundwave showed me the live footage of Megatron beating the crap out of Starscream, the former screaming in anger over the loss of a relic.
"YOU IGNORANT FOOL! HOW DARE YOU BROKE THE RELIC!?" Megatron roared, stomping onto Starscream's chassis.
"ARGH! I-I AM SO SORRY MASTER! M-MERCY!!" Starscream pleaded, but his cries went unheard. Sweatdropping, me and Soundwave both shook our helms.
"Ah...let them be then."
"Statement: Soundwave agrees."