Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

Destruction

~(Y/N)'s POV~

         "I COULD HAVE INTERVENED!"

I yelled at Knockout as he tried to soothe me, but my anger was to great as I held back from punching him right then and there.

         "Wildstryke I tried to-"

         "TRIED TO WHAT?! STOP MEGATRON?!" I hollered, "He DESTROYED the Autobot base! He KIDNAPPED Raf and Miko!"

         "And Jack," Knockout noted.

         "Please, he hates me!" I huffed, "If I was there I could have kept Raf out of danger! HE'S JUST A CHILD!"

         "A child with the ability to hack into the Decepticon main frame?"

         "Don't. Push. Me." I glared at him.

     I didn't know where Raf was, and it was killing me on the inside. Nothing was found in the Autobot base except for some relics... and a long lost enemy... I couldn't contact them, and Soundwave can't pin point anyone's signal, there's not even any sign of Optimus.

         "Wildstryke I did my best, but in the end, there was nothing we could do."

         "YOU COULD HAVE LET ME THROUGH THE SPACE BRIDGE!" I screamed once more, most likely earning the attention of many Decepticons throughout the ship.

         "Where are you going?!" Knockout asked as I stormed passed him.

         "To give Megatron a piece of my processor." I growled, ignoring his pleas for me to stop, to listen, to think things through. Well guess what, I already did! And now I'm going to sucker-punch that scarface, cowardly, twisted, fragging scrapheap of a leader!

     Exiting the Nemesis I found that Jasper... was gone. I stared out into the distance, seeing a wasteland of broken buildings and metal. Knockout stumbled out and stood by my side.

         "I'm sorry... If I knew he was going to do this I would have stopped him even if it offlined me."

I was speechless... my home, was gone. There's practically nothing left of it... Jasper Nevada, had been turned into Darkmount. I never saw the transformation of it, Soundwave's security feed had cut out, now I know why.

         "Wildstryke, please, let's just go back into the Nemesis."

He went to pull me by my shoulder, but I growled at his touch and took off towards the open throne room of Darkmount, knowing this would be where Megatron would be. Once I found him, I made my presence known.

         "MEGATRON!"

         "Ah, Wildstryke," he grinned, "What do you think of our new home?"

         " 'New home'? I don't think so." He looked to me skeptically, unsure of what I meant.

         "You're not siding with the Autobots are you?" the warmonger accused, and I laughed.

         "No, but you must remember, I am neutral."

I ran at him, blades out and shining dangerously as they came ever closer to his neck cables. So close, yet so far. I was knocked down by several vehicons, and held back by them as I tried to go after Megatron.

         "HE WAS ONLY A BOY!"

         "And you are only a femme who has been given too many freedoms." I heard him growl, but I did not see his expression, all I saw was red, the red of innocent blood spilled; blue, the energon of so many Cybertronians, Decepticon and Autobot alike; black, Megatron's putrid, rotten, twisted, scarred, evil spark that has no remorse for what he does to others, no matter who they are.