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Y/n had humbly served Megatron for as long as they could remember. They almost always never left his side. They were even worthy enough to be deemed one of his most loyal soldiers. Y/n felt extremely proud of themselves, but never let it go over their helm.
The con had fallen in love with their noble leader ever since they first joined him in the Decepticon cause. The two had known eachother ever since they were first online, before the war ever happened, but something nagged at Y/n that told them Megatron forgot about their past together. Y/n and him made quick friends and promised to do everything together. They promised to devout themself to him entirely, that was the main reason for them to be by his side.
Y/n did practically everything for him, even being the head con of most missions with the others. On the Nemesis, they were his most trusted soldier. Outside of the Nemesis, however, Shockwave was labeled as most trusted. Y/n couldn't help but feel envious of the double-agent being his number one, most trusted soldier out of everyone.
Much like Megatron, they too held a hatred for Starscream. How dare he think he would be a better leader than the great and powerful Megatron. Y/n always held a firm glare whenever the mech entered the throne room and held a scowl whenever he wandered too close to Megatron.
"That's close enough." Y/n sternly said. They flared their wings at him.
"Why, I never would have thought that the all-powerful Megatron would ever need a guard dog." Starscream said, as he smirked up at the larger con. Y/n's optics narrowed and brow ridges knit together,
"As your superior, you should treat your lord with the respect he deserves. I find it dishonorable to sweet-talk your way out of trouble, whenever you deem it necessary, Starscream." Y/n spoke to him with venom seeping from every word. Megatron ever so slightly smiled to himself.
"Get out, Starscream." He said.
Said mech went to speak, "B- My lord, I haven't even-"
"I said, out." Megatron commanded. Starscream glared at him before reluctantly leaving,
Starscream bitterly mumbled to himself. The two watched him leave, Y/n returning to their post. A short silence was shared in the room, all before Megatrons familiar voice broke through,
"Although I do appreciate your loyalty, Y/n, I can handle Starscream just fine on my own." He said, looking at the con from the corner of his optics. Y/n's faceplate softened, as they were always amazed whenever Megatron talked directly to them no matter how long it had been.
"Yes, of course my lord. I only hate how you allow him to continue on with his nonsense. He is so incompetent, he could never be a better leader than you." Y/n responded. Megatron lightly glared at the bot on his side,
"I didn't ask for commentary." He said.
"Yes, my lord." Y/n said, continuing to look forwards at the door with their servos tucked behind themself. Megatron's gaze shifted away from his soldier,
"On the contrare, I do like how you share the same distaste for Starscream as I do. The fool." He found his gaze returning to the con beside him. How cute it was, to see their optics light up and soften completely.
The years passed on, and the Nemesis found itself closing in on Allspark energy. It was in an old ship that was put into stasis long ago and then became use for mantinence bots. Megatron had volunteered to retrieve it and walked to the exit docking bay with Y/n with him. Starscream had come aswell to 'wish him luck' but even Y/n could tell that something was up.
"Do you have anything to add?" Megatron asked. Y/n gave a small, polite smile,
"May you return safe and victorious, my lord." They said, with a light bow of the helm. Megatron smirked and looked to Starscream,
"That's more like it." He said. When he turned around to leave, Y/n and Starscream shared a glare. Once their leader actually transformed and left, only then did they begin to bicker with one another,
"Just what do you thing you are doing?" Y/n scowled at Starscream. He gave a curt smile back,
"I don't have the slightest clue as to what you're talking about." He replied. "Now be a good little doggy and run along." His smile as devious, sinister. Y/n gave the smaller mech a harsh glare, knowing he had done something to screw things up yet again. The con turned back around to the dock,
"I'm no dog." They said. They transformed and flew away to assist Megatron. Starscream maniacally giggled to himself,
"Oh, but you are. Always at your masters' side, eager to please him. Willing to do everything he says, every command. It's sad. Pathetic." He said.
That was the day Y/n lost everything. Everything blew up, most of the Nemesis, their fearless leader, hopefully Starscream. They had lost track of everyone's energy signature, so even if anyone had survived they would have no idea where to look for them. The con had been knocked unconscious for a while, floating around in empty space with nothing around them for miles upon miles.
A large Autobot ship came in and stumbled upon the damage. They stumbled upon the con floating in place. The bots on board took the chance to cuff them and lock them up on board. The ship had taken them back to Cybertron.
Y/n had woken up from their stasis, finding themself strapped in an operating table.
They grunted and groaned at the restrains, they tried to break free but they felt too weak. They felt tampered with. Shadowy figures approached them, optics highlighted as white. Before they could attempt to get a word in, the con was once again put in stasis.
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Y/n onlined, feeling the pain of their entire body getting roughly tossed into a wall. Groaning, they went to hold their face- only to find there was nothing anymore. They didn't have the same helm. The con touched at their helm with both hands- only to find they no longer had hands. Just fingerless replacements.
Mortified, the con wailed in grief. Frustrated, Y/n grabbed the sides of their new faceless head and hid away, backing off into a corner to sulk. They wished it was themself that got destroyed instead of Megatron, he deserved to live more than they did. The con replayed past events that led up to their imprisonment. Megatron located the Allspark, they went out with him to the docking bay, Starscream wished him luck before he left-
Starscream
It was him, it was always him. Because of him their entire world, their entire purpose was gone forever. Their only love was gone now.
Y/n wanted to scream, to yell, to shriek their spark out but they couldn't. They wanted to grit their derma and knit their brows in anger, but their new face refused to. They didn't have a mouth anyway.
The con would have his head for this. And his hands too.
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Y/n woke up in a different room, when or how they fell asleep was unknown. It was large, pale white in color, and there was a long window in the center of one of the walls. There they saw the dim figures of Autobots. The con snarled and moved themself to bolt upright, only to find they were bound by chains to the ground. A growl rumbled through their chassis.
Two Autobots walked in the room from an opposite door, covered in protective gear that was the same color. One of them held Y/n's helm in place, while the other got out a small green-colored cube of energon. They thrashed about when a small intake hole was opened from the bottom of their helm. The armored Autobot poured the green solution in their intake hole. He closed the intake cover and their head was forced up, giving Y/n no choice but to swallow.
The armored Autobots removed themselves off of Y/n and left from which they came. The con gagged and groaned as they held their helm down. The mystery-energon burned their throat and tanks, not like engex would. Their vision felt fuzzy and glitched a little. After what felt like hours of pain, their intake hole came out and they purged everything in their tanks which made the burning pain feel worse.
Y/n slumped their aching, tingly body. The same two armored autobots came back in to drag the con out.
Once again, they were thrown in their cell. Except their arms were bound tightly to their body with a singular large, glowing cuff. Y/n groaned at the feeling and solemnly swore to make it out of that facility alive and back to Megatron.
Over the course of 50 years, Y/n was subject to many more tests and experiments. Of course they weren't alone, often the con saw other Decepticons in captivity to be experimented on as well. Y/n was starved and guards rarely gave them energon to keep them in a weak state. They would be physically restrained for long periods of time, and then put in a giant tank of water to swim in forcefully for hours on end or until they passed out. They were given a shock collar to he worn 24/7.
If they didn't obey or resisted then Y/n woul recieve a harsh electronic shock. If that still didn't work, then they were physically beaten. The con was tested on with chemicals, either injected or forcefully consumed or just having it poured on their armor to test the healing process and weither it would heal or not. Fortunately, it would mostly heal all the way. In one experiment, the energon was so toxic it had blown their voice modulator and the Autobots didn't care enough to get it even a little fixed.
The large con sat in their cell, helm against the wall as they sorted through their thoughts. Was Megatron truly dead? No, surely their competent leader had survived the blast. Was everyone else alright? Did... did everyone forget about them?
Surely, they have moved on by now. Y/n was sure that Lugnut was enjoying his title as second in command, if he was still alive. The con truly hoped, wished that Megatron didn't forget about them. Letting out a glitched sigh, Y/n banged their helm against the wall out of boredom and agony. They stopped abruptly when they heard static in their head. The feed went on and off before it settled,
"Y̶/n̶-" no. "Y̶/n̶, c̶a̶n̶ y̶o̶u̶ h̶e̶a̶r̶ m̶e̶?" It couldn't be... The con couldn't believe their damaged audio receptors,
'My love?' They said in their helm, 'is it truly you?' Y/n heard a glitched growl from the recieving line,
"I̶ d̶o̶n̶'t̶ c̶a̶r̶e̶ o̶f̶ y̶o̶u̶ a̶r̶e̶ d̶e̶a̶d̶ o̶r̶ a̶l̶i̶v̶e̶. I̶ w̶a̶n̶t̶e̶d̶ t̶o̶ g̶e̶t̶ t̶h̶i̶s̶ m̶e̶s̶s̶a̶g̶e̶ t̶o̶ y̶o̶u̶ n̶o̶ m̶a̶t̶t̶e̶r̶ w̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ y̶o̶u̶ m̶a̶y̶ b̶e̶. I̶ a̶m̶ a̶l̶i̶v̶e̶, d̶w̶e̶l̶l̶i̶n̶g̶ o̶n̶ p̶l̶a̶n̶e̶t̶ e̶a̶r̶t̶h̶ i̶n̶ t̶h̶e̶ c̶i̶t̶y̶ o̶f̶ D̶e̶t̶r̶o̶i̶t̶, i̶n̶ o̶n̶e̶ o̶f̶ t̶h̶e̶i̶r̶ f̶i̶v̶e̶ l̶a̶k̶e̶s̶." That was the last thing they heard before the feed cut off. Y/n sat up as they found hope and determination fill their once empty frame to the brim.
The next experiment came, and the con already had a plan. As the con was walking through the halls with two escorting guards, they swiftly worked on sawing at the stasis cuffs with a claw. Y/n toughed out their next experimentation and forced their body to use the toxic energon solution as the fuel it craved. When the guards came to take Y/n away, they had completely cut away the stasis cuffs apart. With their sharp "servos" the con cut and stabbed the guards.
They stopped and turned to the dim window. Y/n stared at the Autobots that they could barely see behind it with fresh energon dripping from their duo-claws and chassis. As fast as lightning, the con smashed through the window and slaughtered all the Autobots that were behind the glass.
A shadow was cast down a winding hallway of Decepticon cells as light burst through the door. Pedes clicked down the hallway as Decepticons cheered and hollered at Y/n. The con walked to the end of the room and opened the door to a security room. They stabbed a large button and let out all the captured Decepticons. All or them cheered in praise and acknowledgement.
Y/n blew a hole in the wall and burst out of prison in success, hearing the loud cheers an hollers become quieter further and further behind them.
Y/n had already charted a map to earth before their plan to escape.
The con flipped around in the air and looped in short circles as they felt the freedom of flight after so long. They flew as fast as they could go, determined to get to their glorious leader in relief that he was still alive and functioning. Y/n had passed what seemed like a thousand planets before they made it to earth. Once the planet was in sight they set their inner navigation systems to find this "Detroit." Once a course was set, Y/n dived into the planet's foreign atmosphere.
The con landed with a loud boom, as a crater had been left behind in the organic grounds. Conveniently, they had landed next to a few earth vehicles they could disguise as. Unable to choose just one, they chose both a ground and flying alt-mode. Once they finished scanning the vehicles and their form changed, their worn down armor looked brand new. No one would be able to tell that they used to bear tears, scratches, burns, and dents.
Looking around, Y/n knew that they would have to look for five of their lakes from above. They switched to their flying alt-mode and swiftly gained a better view from the sky. With really no help at all, the con had gotten light traces of three energy signatures. Perhaps it was Megatron and a few of the others! Y/n didn't hesitate to tear ass towards the land surrounded by organic waters.
Once they were close enough to the ground, the con transformed and landed with a loud thud. Y/n took in their surroundings, trying to locate where to start looking first. They checked their energy signature scanner again and the faint signals were behind them. Excited, the con ran over to the energy signatures, getting closer and closer and-! What are those.
They looked Cybertronian. But what the hell were they? Dinosaurs? Maybe that could be it, they didn't seem to intelligent as Y/n watched as the three of them fought with eachother. What's a dinosaur? Y/n put a "servo" to their "face," feeling rather silly.
The con grumbled to themself in their helm as they continued their search. They walked far away from what they thought was their triumphant find, embarrassed. Soon, they were already halfways length from the dinobots they saw. Y/n was stopped in their tracks when three large figures slammed into the ground in front of themself.
"Who are you and how did you find this place?" Megatron demanded. "State your business!"
"Lord Megatron!" Y/n cheered. "I recieved your transmission. I have returned!" They dropped down on one knee in respect. Megatron was a little taken aback.
"Y/n?" His optics widened a little. "No, it can't be..." he uttered to himself.
"We thought you were dead!" Blitzwing interrupted. Y/n looked up at Megatron,
"No. I was captured by Autobots and then put in a scientific experimentation facility." The con moved to stand back up.
"Look, now you and Lugnut are twinsies!" Blitzwing cackled. He got in Lugnut's space, which resulted in him getting a good wack to the helm. Y/n growled, they hated their new features.
Everyone welcomed Y/n back, except Lugnut who was a bit of a sour-puss to their sudden return and his lack of attention from Megatron. They had learned that the Allspark had been shattered to pieces and then the Decepticons and Autobots were frantically looking for Allspark fragments. Megatron voiced his displeasure to their many failures on attempting to gather fragments. To make up for their absence, Y/n told themself that they would find as many fragments as they could just for him.
Dark skies had settled upon the organic planet. Stars littered the skies like freckles to skin. And the planet's single moon illuminated in the darkness, giving the inhabiting creatures a little light.
Megatron stood by his lonesome at the tip of a hill. The moon's light cast him in a white glimmer. He stared off into the sky, the small dots beyond the lake, the glittering waters.
Pedesteps approached behind him, almost hesitant if he listened close enough.
"Megatron?" Y/n asked. "It's wise to get rest while you can. Unless, something is troubling you?" Their pedesteps came closer. Their frame stood side-by-side with Megatron. When he didn't respond, they followed where his optics were looking to and looked ahead with him. He exvented,
"If you must know, things have been... quite different with you not by my side," He confessed. "You see, you're one of my best soldiers and- well, it's-" y/n felt heat flush to their face. The air in their vents became warm.
"I think I know what you are trying to say, my lord," They said. Oh how he had so madly missed their voice. Megatron turned his head to the side to look at Y/n, then his body followed. Their helm was down and they looked a the trees and foliage below. Their optic shined in the moonlight. "And I, for one, can say that things were different. The time I've been apart from you."
They turned their helm to look up to him, "everyday, no matter how terrible things got, I only thought of you. Making back to you alive was the only thing that kept me going," Y/n confessed. Megatron had pink dusted on his cheeks.
"I am grateful that my message was recieved. And what it brought," He said. He turned his body to fully face Y/n. They did the same. Megatron put his servo on the side of their face, to which the con put a claw on. Pink dusted the sides of their faceplate.
"My lord, I-I'm afraid I have no intake," Y/n said as they were drawn in closer.
"That does not matter," Megatron said. He came in closer, "I will gladly do all of the work for you." His large derma placed themself on the bottom of their face. Y/n felt like crying in frustration. They could feel him on them but they couldn't reciprocate in the way they wanted. Instead, the con opted to pressing their face into his derma.
In a small bush nearby...
"Ooh, now this is getting good! Pass the popcorn!" Blitzwing laughed. Lugnut was turned away in sorrow, face buried in his servos.