The Rescue

Silverdust was about to exit her room, when she heard a strange voice speak to her softly. She didn't recognize it so she ignored it, though it did have a familiar feel to it. Taking a deep breath, Silverdust exited her room. She looked down at her silver armor, knowing today would be the last time she would have it like this. She didn't know what colors Megatron had picked out for her new armor, or what her new armor would look like, but she knew that today was going to be the last day.

"Silverdust, I would not keep me waiting", a familiar voice spoke in her com-link. She jumped and nodded, before flinching when she remembered that her Sire could not see her.

"I shall be there shortly, Sire", she whispered meekly. There was no response as she hurried along to the tower she had grown to loathe. Her Sire held battles there every day for mechs to try and win her over. She hated it. She hated all of the mechs. She only hoped that the mech who would win would be someone who would help her leave and wouldn't keep her trapped with her Sire.

Silverdust's optics fell as she thought about how her stay with Megatron had been so far. She had been to the medbay several times, with many injuries scattered across her frame.

She sighed softly as she entered the throne room, where she knelt before her Sire. He merely grunted before she stood and stood be by his side. She held her helm high, her servos clasped together behind her back. She watched as many vehicons battled each other, sometimes killing each other on accident. She winced each time one did, and she was grateful when Soundwave stepped into the room for it stopped the battles while the lithe mech reported to her Sire.

Silverdust had to keep herself from gaping as she heard the voice she had hears earlier in her head play from Soundwave's visor, though the words were different than what she had heard previously.

"He was my partner back on Cybertron. His name is Wavesmasher", Soundwave played a recording. Megatron grinned maliciously.

"It appears as if our good friend Nightstriker has returned from the mission she assigned to herself. We shall see who this Wavesmasher is soon enough."

And soon enough turned out to be then. An unfamiliar femme and mech came through the doors into the throne room the citadel. Silverdust couldn't help but notice the mech more so than the femme. He seemed... familiar, but she couldn't quite put her digit on it. She frowned softly, but returned to the conversation as the femme- Nightstriker- spoke with Megatron.

Silverdust couldn't help but shift her optics back to the mech- Wavesmasher- as Nightstriker spoke. He was different than the other Decepticons. For instance, he was glaring daggers at Megatron. Silverdust nearly jumped in shock when his gaze suddenly shifted over to her, and she froze. His optics... they were so similar to Heatwave's. She had never met a Decepticon who shared the same type of optics as Heatwave and the other Rescue Bots. She finally looked away, and looked to Nightstriker, who winked at her. She frowned in confusion, but did not voice her confusion in fear that her Sire would take it out on her.

Speaking of her Sire, he was distracted with this Nightstriker con. Shifting back slowly, Silverdust made it to edge before she allowed herself to fall over the edge, and transformed. She started to fly away from the citadel, only to be jumped upon by the predacon.

She was forced to the ground, and transformed so she would be seriously injured. Glaring up at the predacon, she let out an angry yell as she was dumped in front of her Sire, next to the new mech and femme. She stared at the ground, fighting back profanities as she stumbled to her pedes. She glared up at her father, who was looking at her angrily.

"Perhaps it is time for you to learn a lesson who won't forget", Megstron growled. Silverdust ignored the small growl come from the mech next to her as she stumbled back slightly. Megatron spoke into his com-link to Knockout.

"Knockout! Prepare my daughter for surgery. She shall no longer be allowed her t-cog."

Silverdust stared at her father in shock, but he gave her no indication that he cared. She struggled against the slim digits that took her arm and dragged her along, but nothing allowed her to escape from Soundwave's firm grip as he practically dragged her to the medbay. By the time they got there, Silverdust was kicking and screaming, to the point Knockout got his paint scratched when he tried to administer some calming agents into her veins. After a few minutes, she fell limp and Soundwave brought her over to a medical berth where she rested as Knockout prepped to remove her t-cog.