|COMPLETE| My Love (Decepticon scenarios)

Breakup (Predaking)

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Imagine Dragons- My Fault

You hated those Primus awful shreeks and roars. They kept on going for each other, biting and clawing at every potential soft spot, trying to find a weakness. Predaking you knew had few, but he still had shortcomings.

He was fighting because of you. If you just weren't such a meek little thing...

The sounds of predacons at battle struck you hard. You hated it. You hated that he had to do this every single day. The new scars he held... all because the other two predacons wanted you dead. You didn't want Predaking to have to reassert his dominance every few hours just to remind Skylynx and Darksteel that you were under his keeping.

Your lip quivered. You cupped your ears with your hands to block it all out. Perhaps you could give the mech you cared for so much his peace?

With a tear-streaked face and somber determination, you slowly stood up. You spared a glance at the tiring predacons to make sure they didn't notice. Once certain that they had not, you cautiously left.

"It is as a result of the ore you brought from Africa, that I was able to recreate their frames." Shockwave gestured to the two massive tanks- each holding a new predacon.

Predaking reached out to touch the glass. "How long before they are ready to be freed?"

"By the next cycle." Shockwave went around the back where he adjusted some wires. "And you shall be their leader."

"ENOUGH OF THIS FOOLERY!"

The two smaller beasts were trapped under Predaking's pede. Energon leaked from their fresh wounds received from their beating. The predacon leader raised his apandage once sure that they would no longer try to attack. The others stayed down, accepting defeat.

Predaking then turned and walked off to where he last left you, leaving his brethren to pick themselves up from the floor.

"(Y/N), you may come out now." He was met with silence. Frowning, Preda looked around the room, but could not find your small form anywhere. "(Y/N)?"

No reply came.

"(Y/N)!?" Within moments, he was in beast mode and tracking your scent. It was everywhere, a clear sign that this was your home, yet he only followed the strongest trail.

You were just as excited as Predaking as Shockwave led the two fully developed predacons into the room. The scientist introduced them as Skylynx and Darksteel, then stood to the side to observe. They had yet to learn how to transform into their mech forms, so they cautiously came closer, sniffing the air.

Predaking took a proud step towards them. "Welcome, my brethren. I am Predaking, your leader." Darksteel snorted at the statement. Skylynx let out a chatter. Predaking had to prove his bold claim.

That was when their optics found Predaking's weakness- you.

He broke through the treeline. Stems crunched like they were nothing under his weight as he started to panic.

Shockwave had warned him about the new bounty hunter in the area.

Predaking's pace quickened. His senses became heightened by the Cybertronian equivalent of adrenaline.

There was no smell of blood- you were uninjured.

There was no sign of any other Cybertronian activity in the area- no-one took you.

There was a hint of salt with your foil- you were crying.

You left...

Predaking's movements slowed.

Was it his fault that you left? Were you afraid of him?

He came to a stop, his optics looking straight out before him through the trees and underbrush a final time. Perhaps it was for the best then... You would return if you wanted, and when that happens, he would be waiting.

And so, Predaking left.

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You could hear Predaking's distressed noises as he ran after you. Perhaps this was a mistake? Perhaps you should go back and you could come up with a solution. Perhaps-

"Well, well. What's a little native doing so deep in the woods...alone?"

You gasped as a large servo enfolded around your waist, stopping all movement all at once. You were brought up to two red optics, both looking you over curiously. "Tell me human, are you lost?"

Predaking's footfalls thundered in the distance, giving you a flicker of hope.

Lockdown laughed. "Oh! I see! You are Shockwave's predacon's plaything. Well then..." He smirked. "Looks like you're about to get a new owner."

"Pre-Ugh!" Your plea for help was cut off by a rib-bruising pressure around your middle. In the distance you could see Predaking. He was looking you in the eyes.

Then he simply left