Transformers Randomness

Bulkhead

Bulkhead grinned as he hurried home, excited to tell his brother about how he joined the Autobot cause. As he burst through the front door and to his brothers room, he stopped in the doorway when he saw the bulky blue mech talking to a silver mech that Bulkhead had grown to loathe. Breakdown turned and smiled at his brother.

"Bulkhead! Just the mech I wanted to see! I told Megatron that both me and you were gonna join the Decepticons", Breakdown grinned.

Bulkhead stared at his brother, before chuckling nervously.

"Heh... about that Breakdown... I just... joined the Autobots..." Bulkhead explained, looking away from his brothers optics.

When silence met his audio receptors, Bulkhead looked back at the blue mech, who was looking at him with sad yellow optics. Megatron chuckled evilly through the screen.

"Breakdown, now is your chance to prove yourself to the Decepticon cause. Kill this Autobot and any who side with him", the warlord sneered. Breakdown opened his mouth to protest, but Megatron cut him off. "Unless you plan on betraying me so soon?"

Breakdown sighed, before transforming his servo into the hammers he had been fitted with. "Sorry, Bulk."

Bulkhead's widened and he quickly grabbed the hammer as it was brought towards his helm. He shoved Breakdown backwards, into the computer that Megatron was watching from. The screen broke easily, leaving the two brothers alone.

"Breakdown, don't do this!" Bulkhead pleaded. Breakdown ignored him as he got up, and aimed the shoulder cannon at the bulky green mech. A missile launched at Bulkhead, who quickly dodged to the side, crashing through one of the walls. The explosion rang out behind him, and Bulkhead heard Breakdown cry out angrily.

Bulkhead transformed and drove away, heading towards Iacon, his spark jumping around his torso in fear of his brother.

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As time went on, Bulkhead found more more his friends and team members disappearing. From the reports he heard from the few that survived, they had been killed by a bulky blue mech with shining yellow optics. Everytime he heard a story about the mech, his optics would shutter in pain and sadness and memory, though no one knew why as he had not shared the information that the mech was his brother. He missed his brother dearly, and only wished that Breakdown had chosen to be an Autobot with him. He feared what may become of his brother if he continued along this path.

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Everything was different on this new planet Bulkhead was stationed on. He had left the team he had previously been on, the Wreckers, to join up with the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime, and they had ended up on this dusty planet with organic life. He was unsure to think of it until he met this adorable femme human, who was loud and tough, just like a wrecker. His best friend,  Wheeljack and him had decided to make her the first human wrecker, which made her ecstatic.

Months passed on this planet, and Bulkhead had more encounters with Breakdown, which sometimes got his human friend in trouble. She had almost died several times because of his brother, and Bulkhead's spark broke each time.

Every time Bulkhead saw his brother, he recognized him less and less. He didn't know what Megatron had turned his brother into, and he was afraid to ask. There was one time when he saw a bit of the familiar brother he knew, but Starscream was quick to force Breakdown fight Bulkhead.

Bullhead sighed, and sat up. Once again, his thoughts before recharge were plagued by his brother and what he had become. He missed all the fun times they shared before the war, whether it was going to gladiator fights and cheering on the gladiators that fought. They would make bets with each other, laughing when the gladiator they bet on won, or groaning when they lost. Bulkhead missed those times.