Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

Simply Mad

~(Y/N)'s POV~

         "Come to apologize Wildstryke?" Megatron questioned, an un-amused look on his faceplate as I entered the open throne room, Roman on my shoulder. I had made sure to tell him to stay silent.

         "Hah, you wish," I practically taunted him, "I'm here to ask about Knockout."

         "And what was that about me being quiet?" he whispered into my receptor, but I ignored him.

         "He hasn't come back is all I can tell you as of now." was the answer, an answer I wasn't satisfied with.

         "How long until he comes back?" I asked forcefully, making the war lord growl at my overstayed welcome.

         "It is unsure, maybe days, years even." He had an underlying tone that suggested something I didn't even want to consider.

         "Well then, I'm glad I'm patient when I want to be, and loyal."

Megatron growled once more, but out of disappointment at the fact that he had lost the battle for me once again. Now I really can't wait for the wedding. I'm giving Megatron a front row seat.

         "You will be contacted when he returns, in the meantime I suggest you move along. I'm sure you're worried about your precious Autobots."

         "Only a few," I admitted, "But Knockout is Priority One."

To be honest, I'm dying just to get out and look for Raf and Bumblebee. Raf's always a constant thought. I hope nothing bad has happened...

     My thoughts were interrupted by a large space bridge, and I smiled when I saw Knockout come through, his hoty, prideful air a definite sign that he found something.

         "Did you find something?" Megatron stood from his throne.

         "Something, my Lord," Knockout grinned, "And Someone."

A few moments passed before a figure could be seen on the other side of the space bridge, I could tell they were bulky, no offence to Bulkhead. I heard Roman start to curse when the Cybertronian was plainly seen, singular optic and all, he had turned his holoformic skin off as well.

         "What is it?" I asked him.

         "That's Shockwave..." he answered, and my optics widened.

         "Impossible!" Starscream spluttered.

Megatron walked up to Shockwave, quite impressed, obviously.

     I ended up tuning them out and went straight to Knockout's side.

         "Well this is a predicament." I stated.

         "You're telling me," he sighed, "What are we going to do?"

         "Not tell him that's for sure!" I whispered harshly, and started to stumble as the ground seemed to shake, being caught by Knockout as he wrapped his arms around my waist. We both looked up to see... wait... is that a dragon?

         "A Predacon?" I heard Knockout breathe in astonishment.

     Finding my balance, I started toward the beast, my interest peaked, and memory working as I recalled several files on such a species. This particular specimen was quite lovely in my optics. Coming up to it's head, I earned it's attention, noting how animalistic it looked, obviously running off of orders alone, and not free will.