A/N: Part 3 of the Fate and Destiny chapter! This chapter is quite long so I'm splitting it into two! Will post the fourth part soon, stay tuned!
TW: HEAVY ABUSE, TORTURE AND FUCKED UP FAMILY. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.
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Ever since the incident with the Decepticons, I've been wearing the commlink and visor as my battle gear. I did take out the tracker and made Ratchet to do some altering on it, so now it's fully safe to use.
But I did manage to keep the Decepticon's commlink, so that's great. Once awhile, I'll send a message to Soundwave and keep tabs on them, just for fun.
Everything was going on well as my days with the Autobots were meaningful and amazing. It was as if nothing was going to go wrong anymore and that fate was finally being nice to me. I had naively assumed that life was finally taking a turn for the better and I'll get a happy closure.
Oh, how wrong I was.
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Third Person's POV.
"Is (Y/N) alright? She seems...tired." Jack asked, looking at the small figure leaning on the railing, half-asleep. Raf looked over at the athletic girl and nodded, agreeing with Jack.
"Yeah. Lately, (Y/N) doesn't do much stuff except sword practice and rest with Ratchet...but something's off with her. She's more...quiet. Not that she wasn't before, but she's hiding something..." Raf said, looking at (Y/N) with worry. The femme human was like his surrogate sister and he felt a pang of sadness at the girl's condition.
"Is something wrong?" Optimus spoke up, leaning down to meet up with the kids. Jack nodded in respect to the leader as he explained the situation.
"No...I guess. We're just worried for (Y/N). She looks worn out lately and she's not telling why." He said, rubbing the back of his arms. Optimus nodded and replied, the Prime also voicing his agreements to Jack's suspicion.
"You're not wrong to ponder on that thought. (Y/N) ...she's not herself lately as I've noticed. But, let us give her time and space; she'll come around." Optimus tried to assure the kids, but deep down he too felt off about (Y/N). The girl was easily tired out as of these days and it worried him to no end.
The kids and Optimus's talk was cut short when they heard (Y/N) yelped and fell onto her behind, startled from her short nap. The girl was breathing erratically as she looks around, her eyes red and bloodshot as she had a dangerous look on her face. Realising she was back at base, (Y/N) finally calms down and rubbed her eyes tiredly as she sighed.
"What's wrong?" Ratchet asked, peeking over from his computer with worry. (Y/N) said nothing as she shook her head, flashing the medic a fake smile. The façade faltered when she received a call.
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"Excuse me." I said and went to a corner to receive the call.
"Hello?" I answered. The line was silent and I was about to put the call down when a familiar voice spoke, successfully scaring me to the core.
"(Y/N), that's not how we taught you to greet us." My mother spoke, her voice firm. I could not help but gasp as I hear her cold voice. I slapped my forehead and started to panic.
Mother only calls when she's coming home with family.
"I-I a-apologise, mom- I mean-mother! I'm o-outside currently- b-but I'll come home now! Please, g-give me a-a moment!" I said hurriedly but the line cuts off before I could explain why.
Oh no.
"R-Ratchet! M-May I please request a groundbridge back to my house? It's u-urgent!" I stuttered as I quickly gathered my stuff. I managed to trip over a few times due to my panicking but it didn't matter. Ratchet looked at me worriedly but I didn't bother to explain.
"Er-sure..." he said and activated the groundbridge. I didn't even manage to say goodbye as I made a dash for the groundbridge, leaving the team dumbfounded and worried.
During my hurrying, I've successfully forgotten my gears as I took only my school supplies, visor and the commlinks; leaving me completely defenceless to the impending doom laying ahead of me.
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TW: PLEASE SKIP IF YOU CAN'T TAKE ABUSE, TORTURE AND ALL THAT HORRIBLE STUFF. THIS IS REALLY HEAVY AND I HOPE YOU ARE READING WITH CAUTION. PLEASE TAP OUT IF YOU NEED A MOMENT TO BREATH. YOU'RE OKAY, YOU'RE SAFE. THIS IS A STORY AND IF YOU EVER NEED HELP PLEASE TALK TO SOMEONE, OR ME. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HELP BUT I'LL GIVE YOU A LENDING EAR.
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I arrived in my bedroom and immediately dumped my bag onto the bed. The contents spilt out from it but I paid no attention, currently still focusing on my arriving family. I was relieved for a tad bit as I realised my family has yet to arrive. I sat down on the soft mattress and ran a hand through my hair, trying to calm myself down.
Leaning back, I accidentally activated my commlink to BOTH factions without me realising. I was breathing erratically as I tried to push away the negative thoughts, hoping to calm my nerves down.
I hear the jingling of keys as the main door opened and I sucked in a harsh breath. I didn't move from my spot as I heard the trudging of footsteps coming up to my room. My door slammed open to reveal my two brothers and both of my parents.
"Mom! Dad!" I called out, giving them a smile. For a moment, I prayed that perhaps they would be in a lighter mood.
My first mistake was to assume that my family LOVED me.
"Well, well, well. The idiot is finally capable of speaking. Though to be honest, she sounds more like barking to me. Isn't that right, Kingston?" my oldest brother, Federic, glared at me as he snidely spoke.
Kingston, the second one, gave a snort in reply as he shrugged off his jacket, still maintaining eye contact with me as he replied.
"She's not an idiot, Federic. That's an insult to the term; she's a mistake. And apparently, someone taught the scrap some language because she's finally speaking up, huh." His eyes sharp and cold as he spotted the picture frame of me and the trio humans.
Walking over my study desk, Kingston snatched the picture frame up and gave it a glance, pushing up his glasses as he observed me smilling in the picture with my friends.
"Mother, it seems that the failure has found...friends." He made a disgust look and threw the frame at me. I flinched as the item hits my arm and bounced off to the ground, shattering it.
My brothers paid no attention to it as they dragged my off the bed and dropped me onto the pile of glass. Sharp, jagged shards cut into my flesh and I let out a wail, inciting even more reaction from the two.
"Fucking bastard has gone weak now too." Federic muttered and held me up by the collar. I gasped for air as I pleaded him to let me go.
Second mistake of mine; to PLEAD and BEG at my family.
"M-Mercy...p-please!" I said, tears welling up my eyes as I struggled in his grasp. He threw me to the side of the bed and I let out a cry as my back slammed onto the wooden frame. Flares of pain shot up onto my spine as I tried to hold back my voice, hoping they would be gone soon.
They only come home when something's wrong with work; just to take out their anger on me.
"Oh mommy dear, won't you have a glance at your darling daughter~?" Kingston sing-songed, his words sweetly sick as he gave me a mocking laugh. My mother clicked her tongue as she came forward, her gaze cold as she look down at my weaken state.
"She's no fucking daughter of mine. I only have two sons." She said and stepped onto my already injured arms. I screamed out in pain as she puts pressure on the wounds. Her stilettos crushed my arms as she dug them in hard, successfully making me scream even louder.
"As much as I love to hear her scream, god is her voice fucking annoying! I say we dig out that larynx of hers! What'dya say, father?" Federic said, glancing at my father. He gave me an emotionless look and pulled out a Swiss knife before handing it to Federic.
"N-No! P-Please!" I begged once again, coughing out weakily. Mother had released her hold against me and I backed away the best I could, hoping they would just leave me alone already.
"Before you guys have your fun on her, I need to ask her a few things." My father said as he sauntered towards me. He gazed down at my bloodied frame and force me to stand up.
"Get the hell up. This is no way to speak to your father!" he bellowed and sent a harsh slap to my face. I felt my head spinning but I willed myself to his commands. Satisfied at my obedience, he started to drill me with questions.
"Now, who the fuck are those people you are associating with?" he began, narrowing his eyes onto the shattered picture as he yelled at me. I felt my heart twist as I lied; hoping it would satisfy my family's demand.
"T-They a-are my...science clubmates! W-We r-recently joined in a-a competition... and-and we t-thought it was a good idea f-for a picture...please, I-I d-don't really know them!" I lied, looking down. I closed my eyes shut as I hoped my father would buy into my words.
My third mistake was to HOPE.
A hard kick to the gut sent me onto the ground once more as I gripped my abdomen painfully, a pained cry came out of my lips as I crumbled onto the cold floor.
"And the fucking kids I'd assumed, taught you to lie?!" he sneered, stepping onto my back as I screamed even louder. He clicked his tongue in frustration and made Kingston to close the door, muffling the sounds to the outside world.
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Or so they assumed. The Autobots and Decepticons heard every single word of the interaction and they were not fucking happy at all.
Not. One. Bit.
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Autobot's POV.
A beep on the computer got everyone's attention. Ratchet raised an optic ridge as he realised (Y/N) was calling base.
"Why's (Y/N) calling the base? Something's wrong?" Miko asked, leaning over the cat walk as she spoke. Ratchet shrugged and answered the call as he spoke.
"Anything, (Y/N)?" he asked gruffly, but he received no reply. He had his optic ridges raised in confusion as he spoke once again, only to get the same results.
"(Y/N)? Can you hear me?" he called out, but you didn't answer. He was about to end the transmission when a loud bang jolted the team in surprise. Even Agent Fowler, who just so happens to be at base, perked up and listened in.
"Well, well, well. The idiot is finally capable of speaking. Though to be honest, she sounds more like barking to me. Isn't that right, Kingston?" a male voice said through the comms, making everyone's eyes and optics open wide. No one said a word as they continued to listen in, though their emotions were in a turmoil.
"She's not an idiot, Federic. That's an insult to the term; she's a mistake. And apparently someone taught the scrap some language because she's finally speaking up, huh." Another voice spoke; eliciting a growl from Ratchet.
"What. The. Frag." He seethed, glaring holes onto the computer as they continued to listen in, though the doctor was starting to shake with anger at how the unknown male had just described his charge and perhaps his favourite human along side with Raf.
"Mother, it seems that the failure has found...friends." The same voice said and then came in a small yelp and glass shattering. That got everyone into more worry as the bots looked at one another before facing back to the computer.
"I-Is (Y/N) g-getting a-abused!?" Raf said worriedly, looking over to the computer as he gasped. Jack sets a hand on his shoulder as the older boy looked back at the screen, hoping Raf's words were just exaggerations.
They were sadly mistaken as they heard (Y/N) wailed in pain suddenly, her screams sending shivers to the team and Raf had to shut his eyes tight to drown away the horrifying imagery of (Y/N) being abused.
"We have to do something!" Ratchet said frantically as he typed something on the computer. He was cut off with a wince as he heard another voice spoken through the comms.
"Fucking bastard has gone weak now too." A male voice said and shuffling could be heard before the team's blood went cold as they finally heard (Y/N)'s voice.
"M-Mercy...p-please!" (Y/N)'s voice echoed through the base. Optimus could not help but gasped in horror as his faithful listener was being tortured by these vile humans. His optics widened even more as he heard (Y/N)'s cry even louder as she knocked onto something.
The Prime assumed the worse; that she was thrown onto a wall like a ragdoll.
"WHAT THE FRAG-" Ratchet roared as he was about to pull the groundbridge lever and go in, not caring if he was a gigantic robot budging into a civilian's house, only to be held back by Optimus. They were hurting his charge!
Raf was rocking himself as he tried to calm down while Miko was close to tears; the female holding onto the younger boy as they tried to help one another to stay calm.
"Oh mommy dear, won't you have a glance at your darling daughter~?" in came a mocking sing-song voice and Arcee growled; her nerves was on the very fragging edge.
"What in fragging Primus name is this?!" she hissed, unsheathing her blades and itching to get her servos on these fragging fleshlings. Bulkhead had a servo on the two-wheeler's shoulders but he too was sharing the same feelings with her.
These fragging humans are no better than MECHs; even the Decepticons know when to bargain for mercy.
They heard a clicking sound and a pair of footsteps came closer before another set of voice sent the team into another episode of anger.
"She's no fucking daughter of mine. I only have two sons." the presumedly mother of (Y/N) spoke. Optimus was about to call out to Agent Fowler when (Y/N)'s blood curdling scream shook the base.
"AAAAARGGHHH!!!" the scream pierced through everyone's hearts and spark as they all took a step back; holding their breaths as (Y/N) screamed for another time and even louder than before.
"Make it stop, please!" Raf said, clutching his ears as he shook. Bumblebee set a comforting digit to his charge but he was feeling very much pissed off at the humans that are giving hell to (Y/N), the only other human at base that understands him.
"Agent Fowler!" Optimus growled. The liaison did not need anymore push as he hurriedly contacted his higher ups and networks.
They were going to get (Y/N) out from there at all cost.
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Decepticon's POV
"(Y/N)'s calling?" Megatron raised an optic ridge in amusement before nodding towards his communication specialist. Soundwave accepted the call and projected it onto the large computer for his master to see.
"Hello, (Y/N). To what do we owe this honour?" Megatron said, looking towards the screen.
No reply.
"(Y/N)?" he asked again, closing in onto the computer screen.
Still no reply.
"(Y/N), I swear if this is you humans attempt on prank-" his words were cut off when he heard a loud bang transmitted through the comms. The warlord went silent as he listened in onto the transmission with his team at the back.
"Well, well, well. The idiot is finally capable of speaking. Though to be honest, she sounds more like barking to me. Isn't that right, Kingston?" a male voice said through the comms, making the team's optics open wide. Megatron growled as he tried to call out for his human acquaintance but to no avail.
"(Y/N)! Can you hear me? Is something wrong!?" Megatron yelled, his spark was rumbling with worry for his human partner. Though the tough warlord did not want to admit, the girl had a special bond with him; one that he shared similar with Optimus before.
"She's not an idiot, Federic. That's an insult to the term; she's a mistake. And apparently someone taught the scrap some language because she's finally speaking up, huh." Another voice spoke, elicting a roar from Megatron as he commanded Soundwave to find the girl's location.
"Soundwave! Triangulate (Y/N)'s location immediately!" he said. The silent mech was already ahead of the gladiator as he was rapidly scouring through the net to find his favourite penpal, hoping she was safe from harm.
Boy, how wrong he was.
(Y/N)'s scream made the whole team's Energon ran cold as their one and only favourite human cried in agony. Megatron slammed his fist onto the table as he continues to call out for (Y/N).
"DAMN IT (Y/N), ANSWER ME! CURSE YOU FRAGGING FLESHLINGS!" He seethed and turn around.
"Knockout, Breakdown, Starscream! Get the beta-testing holoforms ready! I'm going to pay these fragging bastards a goddamn visit!" Megatron barked at the trio and they all nodded in unison, running off to go prepare.
For once, Starscream actually obeyed his master's commands whole-sparkedly as he went to get ready. He never understood why the femme human was...nice and he didn't want her to die before receiving his answers. Though, the whole team had the same thinking as they readied themselves.
They were going to get (Y/N) out, even if it's the last thing they do.