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Twitch sniffles as she limps around her room. Her tank heavy as she winced at the feeling. She hated it, she hated it so much. What those guards would do to her, what they would tell her while doing it. Her body was hurting so much. She hated how it felt, but it's for her own good. She believed them. She always does. It's her fault for thinking none of them would do it again after they told her they wouldn't.
Her body trips as she gasps, landing on her stomach as she grunts and cries out. Rolling to her side as she held her stomach and inhaled harshly. Her body shook as she felt the sloshing and it pooling to one side of her stomach tank. She sobbed softly as she curled into herself. The disgusting urge to just call out to the guards so they can empty her like they usually did.
From the main office, the white haired figure smiled. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the bot go through what she's going through. Her hands tapping away on the keyboard. The picture zoomed into the drone's face. Her smile turns deeper as she hummed. Leaning in as she watched the drone practically break down. Her body shakes with triumph as she chuckled.
“Xander.” She spoke, voice echoing through the room.
The agent jumps and rushed to her quickly, eyes wide as he nods. “Yes ma'am?” He asked, shaking in his pocket as he hears the mechanic whurrs of the female infront of him.
“I need you to clean the drone. The guards had their routine fun and forgot to clean her.” She spoke, walking to her desk. Standing in front of the window looking out amongst Witwicky as she smiled deeply and hummed softly.
He hesitated. His body stiffened as she frowned deeply and looked at her. “Sargent Haze, do you think this is really necessary? I mean, letting the guard take advantage of her seems a bit far.” He gasped as he was thrown into a wall.
Watching mechanic legs walk to him through the haze of clouded pain. He froze, bleeding head looking up at her as he opened his mouth to say something, only for a hand to grab him and pin him down on the floor. Grunting as she changes pace and picks him up by his tie, he looks at her ablaze white eyes and shouts in pain as she shoves him into the wall.
“Yes. It is. Now, do as I said. Clean. Her. Up.” She growled, throwing him to the door and watching him scramble and rush out the door with a shake.
Her body moved as she walked back to the window. Arms folded behind her back and a large smile over her face as she hummed lightly. Her body turns as the door opens. Her smile coming back, seeing this person. His gravily voice echoing in the room as she walked to him.
“Hello father.” She spoke, helping him to his original spot he sat in. His eyes lovingly looked up at his daughter and he smiled.
“My only child. I've taught you well.” He spoke, laughing at the sight of Xander running past him with a bloody head. His hands clasp together as he looks at her. Greasy black hair slicked back as a few shorter strains fall in his face.
Haze smiled, her hand reaching out to her father's, looking down at the shorter man she hummed. Nodding to what he said she watched him with soft eyes. The only person she shows remorse to.
He gently takes his daughters hand, rubbing her knuckles as he smiled. “I see those new legs aren't giving you trouble. You picked them well.” He spoke, grinning as he looked at her mechanically grey legs. His eyes flick back up to his daughter's white ones. He'll never understand how she got those eyes. Possibly some modifications.
She hummed, nodding gently as she smiled softly to him. “I don't need energon suppressants anymore, father.” she smiled. Rubbing his arm as she hummed deeply.
He smiled joyfully and laughed, quickly turning into a cough as he smiled. “That's great! I'm so proud of how far you've come, Sophie.” He watched her smile and nod. Leading him to her desk and let's him take her seat.
Looking at the camera, and grins at the sight of the drone begging for the guards to stop. The second shift has come. “That drone, the red one, she's still here.” She spoke, watching her father's face light up as he laughed, before cracky coughing broke through.
She smiled and pats his back before standing and her body moved over to the cams. Pressing a button she spoke over the speaker. “Hello guards. I need you to gear the drone up and bring her to my office. I have a special guest who wants to see her.” She smiled. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at her father who was making himself at home in her office.
She smiled. Looking at her father as she folded her hands in front of her. “Do you want anything to drink father?” She smiled, watching him shake his head. Her eyes grow gentle as she hummed lightly and lovingly. Her eyes gentle as she can hear the screams and the pleads coming from the hall. “When our, guest, get here. Do be polite.” She smiled, a forced one. Watching the door get opened and the struggling and very beaten Twitch was screaming and muzzled as she was thrown to the floor.
She looked terrible. Wings cuffed and bolted together. Her body was shaking, her left eye was broken and her thighs were caked in fluids, blood and filth. Her body was beaten, dented and scraped. Her eyes are filled with fear and confusion. Her eyes are flicking back and forth between the guards and Sargent Haze. She starts shrinking away from them as they reach for her. Shouting out as they grab her more visible wounds and drag her to the woman and man.
Sophie grins wickedly. Her hand reached for the drone as she hummed deeply. Watching Twitch flinch back, she grins. “I won't hurt you.” She spoke, waving a hand for the guards to leave.
Once they did, she grabbed the drone and watched her shakingly and hesitantly lean into her palm. Sargent Haze smiled. Humming lightly, she grins and grabs the muzzle. “You are so troublesome.” She spoke, grinning wickedly as she showed her father her accomplishment.
Twitches eyes widened at the man who's sitting and smirking at her. Her body tensed as she shook her head and tried to back up.
“Man..Mandriod?”
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Dot sighed as she got into her car. Another unsuccessful day. She frowns and starts to beat on the steering wheel. Shouting and crying as she sobbed into her arms. She hasn't found her baby anywhere. She was starting to lose hope.
Tap tap
She looked at the window to see a very nervous man. Rolling down her window she frowned deeply. “Who are you? How did you get into G.H.O.S.T?” She asked, very sceptical, her hand reaching for her taser beside her seat.
“I know where Twitch is at.” He spoke, eyes looking around as he slid her a document full of papers and pictures. “My name is Agent Price Xander. My name and contacts are in that folder.” He spoke.
Dot blinked surprised, she paused and took the documents. Looking at the folder she turned back to question him before pausing. He was gone.
Getting out of her car she quickly dashed back to the autobots. Catching the attention of most of the agents, but none of them dared to stop her.
Millions of thoughts are racing through her mind. Her tears falling faster. Her heartbeat in her ears, her blood boiling as she rushed through the door and looked at them. “Twitch is alive!” She yelled. Looking at their faces she started to open the file and splayed it on the table. Her hands rushed to her mouth. Seeing the pictures, the state her baby was in. Her body went cold as she looked at the pictures.
Optimus immediately got into action. His body heated with anger at the state the little drone was in. Twitch was already fragile the way it is. She looks, so much more fragile. Her body was dented, and stared down, their dirt on her, her optic is busted, her face looks scared as she looked at the person taking the picture.
Dot looks at the flash drive as she frowns. The name written on it was ‘Subject 0: Twitch’. She was ready to beat whoever had her baby. She was ready.
Fear flashed over her eyes as she picked up a picture.
Twitch looked terrible. Her body was in a corner, fear and terror flashed over her eyes as her face was muzzled. Her wings bolted together as fluids leaked from between her legs. A white fluid was sprayed on her face as she was obviously terrified of whoever was in the room.
“Megatron, we need to get her out of there now.” Dot spoke, eyes filled with rage as she spoke to the helicopter. Her hand crushed the photo she was holding. Her body moving to the leader as he was doing his best to find the tower the first photo was in.
“Optimus.” He looked at the mother and watched her with the same burning anger.
“You better locate that tower. And when you do, you call me.” She snarled, throwing the folder in the trash, then took the flash drive.
Dot was fuming. Her anger radiating off of her like fumes. Her body shaking as she got into her car. Starting it up, and starting home. She was going to find her daughter. She was going to make sure Twitch was home and safe.
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Sophie smiled as she watched Twitch shiver and shake on the medical slab. Her gloved hands was clasped as her father helped her detach the other's wings.
Twitch was belly first as she screamed and shook. Energon leaking from the table as her remaining wing was giving the two a struggle. “Stop moving. It doesn't hurt.”
Mandroid spoke, his hands resting on the drones back as Sophie cut and dug into the bolts holding the drones wing attached. Sophie hummed and sighed. “It won't come off.” She spoke. Taking the gloves off and her mask as she told her father to take a break. The two walked out of the room. Leaving Twitch alone in the dark, voided room to herself and thoughts.
Twitch sniffled, cried and shook. Her body was in blazing hot pain. Her remaining wing was limp, she couldn't move it. Blazing hot energon rushing from her back as she sob ed loudly. Begging for the pain to stop as she watched the room open. The white haired female was back. She flinched when she touched her face. Only to lean into it when it didn't move away.
“Oh Twitch. You know I had to do this right?” She smiled eyes gentle as she bends down to be the same eye level with her.
Gently nodding Twitch inhaled softly. “I, I do.” She spoke, voice wobbly and her body relaxing. Her hands unclenching as she leans closer into the woman's palm.
“Good. You do know why I had to right?”
Because she's weak? Pathetic? A disgust to the cybertronian race.
“Yeah..”
“Good girl.” She spoke, standing and walking to the back of the drone. A hand grabs the others wing and rips it out of her back.
Twitch screamed, eyes wide as she screamed louder than she ever had. Her eyes closed tightly and sobbing as she went limp, pain overtaking her body as she sobs loudly. Her arms jerking on the chains as she begged for it to stop. A sharp pain on the back of her head causes her to go quiet as Mandriod rushed in. All she heard in traitor before she goes offline.