Dark Road

Title: Dark Road

Author: Halkrath

Fandom: (Pre-) Movieverse

Characters: shockwave and some OCs

Notes: It was actually a normal day as the black plot bunny suddenly hit me with a big mean club. I got home late that day and immediately started writing. The whole skeleton story as well as this first chapter was done before the sun rose the next morning (For 7 hours the bunny kept a close eye on me and threatened to hit me whenever I wanted to go to bed). English isn’t my mother tongue and Grammatik never was my friend, further this is my first fanfic which I uploaded so pretty please be nice to me.

The idea with the cables is from Soundwave’s tentacles/cables/Tubes (whatever you want to call them) which whose he rapes the poor satellite (RotF) and later threatens Carly (DotM)

Summary: In an apocalyptic world a cruel ruler craves more than just Power. READ WARNINGS INSIDE! Shockwave/OC

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Chapter 1

Annihilation

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The once proud skyline of the cybertronian city missed most of its high buildings, and those that still stood were on fire and threatening to crumble at any moment. Angry clouds sprouted from the chaos below. Hanging awfully deep, they discharged their build up energy in mighty lightning that brought further destruction to the city. The light from the dancing inferno and random explosions tinted the scene in a foreboding imitation of the pits. Even those who knew it well could only guess which city this originally was.

 

Kalis had fallen…

 

On the ground Decepticon troops gathered the survivors. Soldiers and civilians alike were herded to a place in front of the smocking ruin of the former energon stocking hall. The survivor huddled together in fear. Any bot that tried to flee was mercilessly shot down by their ruthless guards.

 

After some time the mob became quiet. One after the other directed their sight to the ruin. Or better, to a figure that stood on it, surrounded by smoke and ashes.

 

A red orb glowered coldly back at them. The bright colour sending trembles down their metallic spines as they instantly recognized who the crouching Bot was.

 

Shockwave! Megatron's cruellest warrior, in charge of the Decepticons on Cybertron and as such the unofficial ruler of the planet. That was… as long as Megatron remained missing…

He took his time studying the terrified crowd. Deeply venting he tried to absorb their united fear as if it was the finest energon. There were all sorts of bots huddled below him, from warriors who tried to stand tall to hatchlings that clung to either their femme or mech creators.

 

Femmes… There were still some left after Megatron's genocide. His orders remained unchanged even if he was not present: Kill them all! Why Megatron had ordered the femmes extinction no one really knew. What a shame, femmes could give such delight if handled properly…

 

Slowly he straightened to his full, threatening high and, as he did so, everyone went rigid. His orb came to rest on a rather attractive light blue femme. She was small, barely more than a hatchling with big blue orbs. She shook with fear and tried to hide behind a tall mech...

Shockwave’s hand rose, pointing a long sharp digit at her and making her shrink further behind the mech who tried to shield her. Everyone moved away from the indicated direction hoping that the cursed digit wouldn't follow them as they did so. Everyone save her guardian who glared as defiantly back at him.

 

After a tense moment, a vacant space had built around the femme and her protector.

 

"Bring her to me!" His deep voice rumbled over the place making the femme whimper. She gripped the back of her guardian and buried her handsome face in his casing back plates.

 

Four warriors crossed the crowd that hastily scrambled out of their way. The femme felt the mech tense and she tightened her grip on him. Hidden behind him he held a long sharp shard at ready to strike.

 

Without warning one of the closing in Decepticons shot him in the abdomen. There was no way he could have seen the makeshift weapon. The mech never had a chance and went down roaring in pain. The femme still clutching to him reflexively tried to stop his fall and went down with him.

She screamed shocked as she saw all the energon gush from the smoking hole. She held his head in both her hands and screeched understandable words hunched over him.

 

The Decepticons had to wrench her from his side as they held desperately on to each other. She struggled wildly but she was no match for the experienced Soldiers.

The femme's optics never left the mech's as he followed them crawling leaving a bright blue line behind him. Some bystander moved to help him as the crowd closed the empty space, blocking her sight of him. She heard the wounded mech cursing loudly while the others held him back.

As soon as she was out of the crowd Shockwave spoke up again in a voice as dark and cold as the endless space. "Kill the rest."

No longer had he spoken all hell broke out. Screams, Roars and the sound of firing weapons filled the air. Approximately 500 bots were slaughtered in mere kliks. And then there was only one bot screaming left: the snall femme that witnessed the carnage from the side-line.

Shockwave just stood motionless over the chaos. This feeling of power intoxicated every inch of him as his form bathed in the heavy atmosphere.

Here and there a single gun discharged as the decepticons finished the unlucky sparks that hadn't the luck to go down in the first assault.

Shockwave jumped from his elevated position to land between the lifeless bodies. Inspecting the scene he walked once around the place. After having made his examining tour of the place in what seemed like a stroll in a park for Shockwave he came halted in front of the femme now hanging limply in her captors tight grips. Her screaming had subsided to quiet whimpers some time earlier.

His gaze burned her like cold fire as it wandered over her. The whimpering became stronger the longer he glared at her. He raised a large hand and clasped her head forcing it first back then this side and that. Scrutinizing her for some time he suddenly let go as something beside him caught his attention. A death though bot started to move and obviously disoriented held on to the nearest thing to steady himself. Unfortunately for him, it was Shockwaves leg.

Without a moment's hesitation this one grabbed the small bot by his offensive arm and jerked him high in the air. The harsh movement nearly tore the wounded bots arm of. He made a feeble attempt to struggle but it ended quickly as Shockwave rammed his other Hand deep in his chest and tore the spark out. Throwing away the lifeless shell like scrap he focused on the Spark encasing in his hand. Slowly he closed his hand crushing the quavering sphere in its wake. A shudder ran down his spine as he felt the life extinguish.

 

He turned his attention back to her. She flinched and frantically tried to wriggle free of her captors clutch. Pleased by what he saw he took a step closer invading her space. Desperately attempting to esacape his cold stare she shifted behind on of her captors as good as she could. Not moving fast enough aside the guard was send flying as Shockwave backhanded him hard enough to send him flying. The other guard stepped alerted back holding the trembling femme in front of him.

Shockwave grabbed her by the upper arm twisting it in a painful angle. The femme gasped with dread as the pain forced her to arch against him. Pleased he waved the rest of the guards away. His hand went to her neck as he fastened a metallic collar around the delicate structure. As suddenly as he had grabbed her he let her go resulting in her falling ungracefully to the floor.

In her panic she immediately started to scramble away on all four. But she didn't come far as she was harshly yanked backwards. Landing on her back at Shockwaves feet she made a new attempt to flee this time rolling on her feet and jumping away only to be yanked mid-air back again landing in the same place as before. This time she retreated crawling backwards until the chain attached to her collar stopped her.

Only now her mind seemed to register it. Her hands went to her neck pulling first at the tie, and, at this one didn't bulge, at the chain. But this one was even stronger and the end of it was in Shockwave's firm grip. He observed her seemingly well entertained. She froze in her action just staring back fearfully.

 

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The femme groggily woke from her stasis. Rising from the floor she got herself in a sitting position wondering at first where she was and why her whole body ached like it was run over by a tank. Especially her neck hurt and she raised her hand to prod it. Finding a tight collar there the memory suddenly jumped back to her.

There was an attack on Kalis although they had surrendered. They were herded to the central place where she was separated from the others… And then… She hid her face in her hands as she remembered the carnage. Her brother and creators were there… She had spotted their remains as she was dragged over the death bodies of neighbours, friends and strangers by Shockwave.

Struggling she was towed across the ground for a while until she transformed and tried to yank the chain from his clutch. But her captor didn't even spare her a look. Too exhausted to fight any longer she gave up after half a day. Her mind fell in a blissful oblivious stasis as he towed her away to a sinister future.

And now here she was. But where was here? Hesitantly she removed her hand from her eyes and looked around. The big room was dim and decorated with Spartan furniture. The grey walls were bare and dull but what unsettled her most was the berth beside her. Or better said what lay on the berth.

Sprawled on it was a recharging Shockwave, his internal systems hummed contently. Although shuttered, the normally ablaze sole optic still seemed to carry a hint of the unsettling gleam that resided there. Having more time now her mind realized just how big he was in contrast to her small and slender frame. The next thing she realized was that the chain was gone.

Cautiously she rose and silently backed away from him. She tiptoed backwards until her back was flat against the wall. Her optics not once left his still form as she crept along the wall until she was before one of the two doors. Turning she tried to open it but as she expected it was locked. She randomly tipped the keys in hope that it would open. But all the door gave was a beep that indicated the code was not valid.

Jumping at the sound she whirled around in near panic but calmed somewhat as Shockwave hadn't even moved a finger. Her spark pulsed furiously in its casing loading her systems with energy in case she had to act quickly. At the same time her vents picked up a gear as they fought to cool her hyper going systems.

Realizing that the doors were no option she tiptoed to the small window. Climbing on the board she tested the thick bars, while, every now and then, she quickly glanced over her shoulder if he was still in recharge.

Delighted she found one bar was loose. Starting to silently pull and push it to undo it further the bar loosened enough after a short time that she could pull it out.

Again she quickly glanced over her shoulder before trying to squeeze through the gap.

She froze as all she saw was the blazing red of his orb a mere inch from her face. A silent moment passed as she was frozen from the shock. All it took her processor to kick in again was him starting to slowly raise a hand in her direction.

She screamed in terror. Acting on instinct she struck with the bar she still held at him. He caught it unfazed, wrenched it from her grip and discarded it. Not waiting for him to act she turned and started to wriggle through the tight hole.

She managed to squeeze her upper body through it before he grabbed her ankle and pulled hard. All she felt was pain as the world whirled around her.

Her frame dented and partially tore as he pulled her back through the gap and hurled her across the room. She crushed in the wall hard. Her processor still spinning she tried to catch up with what just happened.

She hadn't time to ponder as Shockwave followed her with wide strides. Scrambling to her feet she ran to the corner farthest from him and from there to the next as he followed in a self-confident constant pace.

Fleeing to the door she frantically hit the keys but as the mischievous beep only seemed to laugh at her repeatedly she started to hammer against the door with her fists. She desperately called and begged for someone to help her. But no one came.

As Shockwave closed in on her she rounded him and darted for the window once more. This time she barely reached it as he got a hold on her arm. Roughly spinning her around he made her face him. Out of options she struck at him repeatedly. But her small fists didn't even make a scratch on his chest armour and so she went for that cruel orb. Evading her fist he backhanded her across the face with enough force that she would have fallen if it weren't for his tight grip holding her upright.

Energon started to trace blue lines on half of her face as it followed gravity’s call. Indifferent to it he slammed her against the wall with one hand spread across her upper body. Gripping the rim of her thin chest plating he pulled hard. The plate came completely off and clattered loudly to the ground.

The excruciating pain woke her foggy mind quickly and she screamed loud and long.

Weakened by pain she weakly tried to stop his hands as they tore open her now exposed Spark-Chamber. He ignored her weak grip completely as he worked on chest. Leaking Energon from various places all over her body started to tint her bright blue.

She would have collapsed already if he hadn't held her upright against the wall. Her traumatized systems were pulling her into the comforting darkness of stasis.

Her optics, which were about to shutter, suddenly went wide awake again. His chest armour had split vertically and various plating moved aside. A dozen of pointed oily tentacles in different sizes started to sneak out of his opening spark chamber.

She started struggling with renewed fervour as he altered her position. He seized her wrists and held them behind her in one hand while the other held wrapped around her neck and part of the head. Hanging exposed in his iron grip she pushed against him with her legs as he pulled her closer. He shook her short but harshly, tightening his grip on her till she stopped with the futile attempt to keep him away.

He wouldn’t be denied.

Like blind snakes the cables prodded around straddling Shockwave’s own chest plating before some started to wound their way through the air. The femme not even able to turn away simply shuttered her eyes trying to will herself away.

One of the slippery cables skimmed her cheek making her shudder. The moment it made contact, all the other cables turned abruptly in her direction. She yelped as his revolting cables found her sore chest and painfully started squeezed in between her innards.

Shockwave shuddered and released a pleased purr as his sensitive cables pushed their way in her small frame. Assuming a firmer stance he released her neck. The hand went to her back to crush her harder against him. His vents picked up their pace as his temperature continually rose.

She started to screech as the too large cables wound their way across her upper body. The slippery mix of oil and energon eased their way somewhat. Still Energon conduits and cables tore as some of her inner mechanisms were roughly displaced by the unforgiving invasion.

Her screams soon died out as her voice box broke from the constant strain. Distorted whimpers were all she could utter as she was slowly torn apart from the inside out. Her eyes started to become dull as the energy level became critic.

The greedy cables finally reached for her spark. Their tips split to reveal sharp little barbs that voraciously latched on her spark casing.

Indifferent to the low energy level her body stiffened. Her optics went wide again as her mouth opened to release a silent slanted scream. A new level of pain washed through her as her very spark felt like it was ripped to shreds.

Groaning his frame bent with pleasure. He released his grip on her to use both hands to hold on the wall. The buzzing of his vents filled the air as his systems fought against the imminent overheating.

The small femme's vents on the other hand rattled sickly as she simply hadn't enough energy left to run all vital systems and the cables on her spark drained her of what little she had left.

Shockwave felt the sweet overload that was building in him. His claws dug in the wall as his whole body tensed to the point where it started to shake. A bright blue light glistened from his Spark casing. Then, just when he felt like his spark was going to explode, it released the overcharge.

A mighty roar shook the whole building as every sensor of him tingled with delight. Dazzling energy zigzagged along his whole frame and arced like miniature lightings from him.

The sweet sensation lasted for a short time. The tentacles insatiably drew on her spark for more energy as they strived to prolong the delightful sensation.

Her body started to tremble fiercely but not because of a pending overload. Her drained spark started to fluctuate and the wavering energy caused her systems to finally falter. The last thing she heard was Shockwaves roar in her audio receptor and then, at last, blissful darkness embraced her.

 

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His whole body still tingled from the overload as his tentacles withdrew letting her body slump limply to the ground. Venting heavily his chest armour closed after the last cable had retracted.

His body still heaved as he released his dead grip on the wall and looked down at the torn femme. She lay in a puddle of her own energon mixed with oil. The same mix covered nearly her whole frame, especially her chest.

He nudged her impassively with his foot but got no reaction. Her optics were dark. In the spark encasing that had been torn open by his tentacles wasn’t a sign that a spark still resided there. Tilting his head he run a scan on her and came to the realization that she was irrevocably offline.

He snarled disappointed. She had been a fine example of her gender. He had hoped she would last a bit longer. Kicking the shell hard it flew across the room to crash in the wall beside the door where it rested in an awkward position.

He should have kept some more femmes.

What a shame that Megatron had nearly extinct them. Femmes were so delightful when handled properly.

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So that's it! My first fanfic. Although it seems like a one-shot this is actually only the first chapter. I really want to know what you people think about it so please review. So now. If you excuse me I'm going to hide under my desk before you start throwing pointy things at me.