It's Not So Evil

POV Shockwave
Hearing my name startled me from my thoughts. I look up to see a red and cool-grey colored autobot with a spear in her hands. 'What's she gonna do with that?' I thought. The she-bot was followed by a mech of similar detailing. 'Twins perhaps...' I thought. All of the sudden, I internally started panicking. I tried to think of why my body was freaking, and then I noticed that the male had a bulge in his chest cavity. I widened my optic realizing what they were planning to do. The femme had taken note of my concern and said, "I could not bond with this sparkling, therefore someone would have had to get to her first..." she eyed me warily. All the while my spark was thumping so loud, it could practically be heard. In a hissy tone, "And that must mean you got there first." She suddenly smirked, "What if I just hurt the sparkling, to get you to squeal?" My spark stopped the moment she said those words. Surprisingly the mech beside her spoke up, "Moltenstream you can't harm a sparkling, that would make you... just like them..." He whispered the last part, but I caught it and by the look on...er—Moltenstream's face; she did too.

The femme scoffed at her subconscious insecurity, "I will never be like them..." as she jabbed her digits in my direction and yelled, "You don't deserve love or kindness; something you never showed in the past, something you will never show in the future." I just hung there and let those words sink in. 'Why? Why do I care about her? Why should I care? I shouldn't, but I do.' "Flowstone, let's leave him to rust. He doesn't deserve our time." She turned around and walked towards the door. Flowstone cast me a pitiful glance, and turned, to walk away. Then I said it, the thing that changed the course of my future, "I do." I said voicing my sorrow. The femme turned towards me, "What?" She said curiously with hints of anger lacing her voice. "I do care," I stated simply. She strutted over towards me and looked at me incredulously, "You. Care? Don't make me laugh!

I knew what she meant. I had never shown my affection to anyone, but she was different. When she laid her servos down on my spark, I had felt something I had never felt before. Love. All of her love radiating through our newly formed bond. She loved me, and in that moment she taught me something invaluable. How to love others. "You're wrong ." I said with conviction, "She taught me to love. I won't let you take that away!" At this point I was getting angry. Flowstone  had been staring at me this entire time until he stepped in, "Moltenstream we can give him a chance, right? You always say anyone can change..." This femme was practically seething at this point, but at her brothers words, seemed to calm a bit, "Fine we will give you a chance, not 'cause you deserve one; but because my brother asked of it." She turned to her brother, "Since you asked this of me. You will watch it." Moltenstream spay the last word like it was poison. Flowstone stumbled on his way over, momentarily forgetting the femmling lodged inside of his chassis. I grunted at the slight shock that went through our bond. As he walked over I could sense the sparkling fear of the mech she was in. That made me growl.

"Can you let her out, please." I said in a sickly sweet way with a threat imbedded in it. "I don't know what you're talking about..." he said nervously, digits twitching. 'Oh please' I thought angrily. I growled again, and that set him off. He hurriedly opened his sparkling hold, roughly pulling the femme out and placed her onto my neck cables. "Thank you," 'Liar,' was my response. He looked about as shocked as I felt; I had just said please and thank you! However minuscule that might be. With a dazed expression he pulled a key out of his chassis, and undid my bonds. I fell to the floor with huge bang, causing my intact area to send out pained sparks. I grunted and stood up tall, brushing off the fact I had just fallen fifty feet. Flowstone shook off his stupor and ushered me to the exit of the holding chamber.