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Loving Betrayal

         "You are safe with us." 

I don't know that. 

         "Where is the girl?" Ratchet had come.

They still haven't found my name?

     I gently placed my human form beside me on the ground, my (H/L) hair now a mess and a slight bruise forming on my leg just below the shorts I had put on. I was careful not to allow my energon tears to touch the delicate human skin. I watched as Optimus picked my brain-dead body up, and the bag, most likely assuming I was asleep, and somehow not waking up from the intense crying of the femme they know as Wildstryke.

         "Please, you must get up." the baritone voice of Optimus said.

I debated on whether I should listen. I could go off on my own, though I have no resources. Then again I could simply find one of the Decepticon energon mines, it's not like I'll be shot at if I show up. Though there is the problem of my human form... I wish I could just leave it, but I don't know what might happen if I leave for longer than a day. I've always gone back to it after roughly 24 hours, so there's a chance something might go horribly wrong, not to mention the fact that the Autobots will question why I haven't woken up...

     I heard another prodding from Ratchet that I needed to get up, but I wasn't fully listening, either way I did get up, slowly and painfully as my legs were moved from their folded position. I turned my faceplate down, my sobs now small hiccups as I walked just behind Optimus. I found myself once again recoiling to the sound of a groundbridge as Ratchet stepped through. Optimus stopped as he waited for me. I brought my arms around me in a foolish attempt to comfort myself as I hesitated to take those last few steps. I'm alone again.

         "We need to go before any Decepticons come."

Glancing at the Prime, I passed through the groundbridge, being met with an enraged Arcee as she stomped off upon seeing me. Ratchet had just come back from placing my human body in the "bedroom" that was made once again.

         "I suspect she'll wake up within an hour or two..." Ratchet said.

         "I hope so," Bulkhead spoke up, "Miko's gonna want go off-roading when I pick her up."

         "She's not going to wake up." I stated bluntly

         "And how would you know that?"

Looking up, I saw Ratchet's warning in his expression, though I ignored it, and continued. They had to be told somehow, and at some point.

         "Because she's brain-dead, and will be until I go back to my human body."

Silence.

         "I'm afraid you are not making much sense..." Optimus stated before Ratchet could make his angry claims, and I hesitated to explain, but did once the base became quiet once again.

         "My Cybertronian name, is Wildstryke, as you most likely know... but my human name is (Y/N). I'm also known as Knockout on the streets, as I know you all know."

I was once again met with silence. I could tell suspicion, and confusion was rising every moment the deafening silence continued to permeate the atmosphere. I waited for the outburst, looking back toward the floor again. When none came, I turned my attention back up, and found Bee standing in front of me.

         :| So, it was you all along? You were the one who held Arcee and Bulkhead hostage? |:

I nodded.

         "The only reason they were aloud to be liberated back, was because I was no longer there." I explained, "Instead I was here, Knockout's orders." I found it hard to even utter his name as I choked back more tears.

I gazed at the rest of the team, who only stared back in both awe, and confusion.

         "I-if you don't mind... I'll set up my psychic-patch device... and go back to my human body. I'll be a bit easier to handle that way..."

How come all I seem to feel is defeat?

     I started my way to the vault, where I knew my body to be, when I felt someone grab my arm. Looking over, I saw Ratchet, his faceplate showing concern, which I found to be almost disconcerting as I weakly attempted to break his hold.

         "Was this... Was this an experiment?"

I debated whether I should tell him the truth, and found it to be the simplest and fastest way out of the situation.

         "Yes..." I heard small gasps behind him, "But I did it to myself, in order to be on equal ground with Kno... with the Decepticons." I gave one last sigh, and excused myself as I found my vault, and prepared to switch bodies once again, and probably for the last time while I'm here with the Autobots. 

~Knockout's POV~ 

         "It's for your own good, (Y/N)"

(Yeah... took awhile to write this one, but I think the time put in made it that much better! Thanks for sticking with me for so long! Thanks for reading! More to come! )