...NOW APPROACHING KAON: NORTH ENTRANCE...
P4X onlined his optics and prepared to navigate through the crowded station. It wouldn't be easy, as his build was much smaller than most mechs. Nevertheless, he managed to squeeze through the cramped doors and narrowly missed being knocked over by two large industrial mechs making their way to the monorail. Venting a sigh of relief as he made it to the main entrance, he took a moment to analyze the area. Alpha Trion hadn't told him where to go or even WHO he was exactly supposed to investigate. He suddenly heard a loud roaring-like noise off in the distance.
Startled, he looked around for where the noise had come from- "HEY WATCH IT!". P4X suddenly found himself on the ground after being shoulder-checked by a large, older mech. P4X was about to tell this mech to 'frag himself' when suddenly something clicked in his CPU and painfully took over. He watched himself get up onto his knees and bow his helm. He watched disgusted with himself as he deeply apologized to the mech for being in the way. Said mech nearly scoffed and walked away, grumbling something about "fraggin'...pit-forsaken bootleg..". P4X muttered his own profanities when that feeling suddenly clicked again. "AGH! Frag! every time!" he muttered, massaging his helm in pain. He looked up and saw that a few bots passing him by were giving him weird looks and decided that he should get up and keep moving. He let out an exhausted sigh for what seemed the hundredth time that day and decided to move towards the large commotion. He found himself following a crowd of mechs and femmes cheering as they walked over to what looked to be a large arena. In front of the main entrance, he saw tons of cybertronians gathered around something or someone.
P4X weaved in and out of the crowd towards the center to better hear and investigate and after squeezing through the last of the mechs, he found what he was looking for..
"FELLOW KAONIANS! IT IS MY PLEASURE TO GREET YOU AFTER ANOTHER GREAT VICTORY IN THE ARENA!" The mechs and femmes around him cheered greatly, raising their clenched servos to the sky. P4X backed up a bit to stay away from the edge of the crowd so as not to draw attention to himself but kept his optics on the mech before him. He was a larger build, had broad spiked shoulders, and the great cannon attached to his arm guard screamed gladiator as confirmed by his statement. Said mech watched the crowd, scanning the attendants before starting his speech.
He spoke with such power yet with no demanding tone. Speaking about the corruption in the higher class and the council itself to which P4X rolled his optics but silently agreed. He listened to everything the mech before he said, noting his main points, his mannerisms, and anything that might be worth reporting. Then he mentioned something, something that truly struck his spark. "We should be equal! We are all built of the same material, born the same way, and flow with the same energon as everyone else but the council has decided that where we come from defines us as a whole!" P4X unconsciously took a step forward. Could it be? Someone who truly sees the world as how it is, how it could be, and most importantly, who he could be? "I am truly grateful to have the support of all my fellow Kaonians and any allies who have joined us today. Once we have the council's attention, I shall make a case and fight to change our world for the better!" The yelling and cheering sounded like a distant blur to P4X as he continued to walk a step or two forward, not realizing how far he had stepped away from the crowd.
Meanwhile, the mech giving the speech realized that some of the crowd was not looking at him and paused his speech. He looked towards where a good chunk of the crowd was looking and only then noticed a smaller bot approaching from the crowd. He couldn't see much of them as they were covered in an old cloak but could tell they were staring at him. The bot themself looked very out of place. They had a much smaller build than the bots in the area and from what he could tell, his facial features did not resemble any traits from the area. He snapped out of his thoughts when his friend pinged his comm, asking why he stopped. He looked from his friend to the bot standing before him pointedly and decided to confront them. "Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked as he stepped down and approached the silent bot before him.
P4X had completely stopped paying attention to his surroundings as the mech before him spoke. He had never thought once about the possibility of confronting the council or even..freeing himself. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the numerous stares or the mech approaching him. It wasn't until he was towering over P4X that he snapped out of his thoughts and realized the situation he was in. Not only had he disobeyed Alpha Trion by being seen, but now he had the attention of the crowd AND the inspirational mech before him. He caught himself staring at the mech, scanning over his facial features and the little details that made the mech before him look so...wait what?
"...Hello? Are you alright?" he asked as he waved his servo in front of the smaller mech's face to hopefully gain his attention. P4X jumped slightly as he was snapped out of his thoughts and felt his face plates heating up. " Uh..u-uh yes! I am alright!" he tried to get out, his voice betraying him as he tried to stay calm. The only social interaction he had for a long time was receiving orders from Alpha Trion and now...everyone was staring at him! The mech before him must have sensed his panic as he decided to conclude his speech. The crowd chatted aimlessly and some whispered about P4X as they dispersed. "Why don't you join me and my friend so we can speak more privately?" He asked as he reached out his servo to the smaller mech.
P4X was shocked. He was about to immediately say yes before his orders to report back to Alpha Trion and to not speak with anyone popped into his helm. He tried to fight back his programming, pushing back the coding as hard as he could. This could be his only chance! He grabbed the sides of his helm as the coding pushed back, becoming more painful. He wanted to go with him so bad! He tried to tell him that he wanted to but only got halfway before the code glitched out his voice. The now two mechs before him watched with concern as they had no idea what was going on or what to do. "A-are you alright?" asked the larger mech. "I-i" he tried to reassure him that he was okay when suddenly the code sent what felt like a shock through his CPU and took control. The two mechs watched, even more, concerned as the smaller bot suddenly froze and straightened itself. " I apologize for the disruption but must leave now..." P4X said in a cold, empty voice. The larger mech was about to ask what happened before something stopped him. The small bot had turned around and revealed a red smoothed-over shoulder plating but that is not what caught the large mech's optic. No, it was the mark on his shoulder. It wasn't a common sight to see that mark, rare even as had been made illegal many vorns ago, he still recognized it. He had pointed it out to his friend as they watched the smaller bot walk away.
P4X was yelling at his body, begging it to go back. He knew that if he returned like this, Alpha Trion would know that he had disobeyed his orders and he would never get a chance to escape like this again. He watched dreadfully as his own body began its trek back to the monorail station. The trip there had been long and after the speech, it had started to darken out. He was nearing the entrance to the station when suddenly, he was grabbed by the arm and led away from the station and into a nearby alley. He was backed into a wall and the code seemed to relent in its control as he slipped back into consciousness. Three mechs who looked to resemble dock workers stood before him, blocking his path to the entrance of the alley. "Woah there, what's a pretty little mech doin' in a place like this?" said the yellow mech to his left. "You don' look ta be around 'ere, ya lost?" chimed in the orang mech to his right. The one in the middle, however, a greyish-blue mech approached him and took hold of the hood of his cloak and all but yanked it down. " Naw whatre ya doin' hidin' a pretty lil face like that? I think we got ourselves a lil one from Iacon payin' us a visit" he said as he leaned in closer. P4X pushed himself closer to the wall as he could, they smelled like they had just rolled around in a pool of high-grade energon. "No, I'm not lost and I really need to head back now," he said as he tried to inch closer to the entrance and away from the mech. P4X tried to pull away as the mech hooked his digit under his chin and pulled him closer. " Awe bu' it was 'bout to get fun. Why don't you stay 'ere for a bit befo' the 'rail gets 'ere?" He started to panic, he had no weapons system and all sides of him were blocked in. He panicked even more as they started getting closer-
"There you are!"...Everyone looked towards the entrance of the alley and P4X thought that he was going to drop down on his knees right then and there to sing his praises to Primus. There, stood the mech from the speech earlier. He started to approach the mechs calmly yet with a look that could kill. " I see you have found my friend, is there a problem here?" he said glaring daggers into each mech. "N-No! Everythin's alrigh'! Kept 'im nice an' safe for ya!" said the first mech as all three scampered away and backed out of the alley. "...I'm so sorry about that, are you alright? I hope they didn't ruin your experience in Kaon..." he said checking over the smaller mech. P4X took a few moments to calm down before looking at his savior. He checked to see if he would be able to talk to him without the code getting in his way but it seemed that his panic from earlier caused it to momentarily shut down. He wouldn't have long before it started up again and he knew that he would have another chance like this...
"...Yes, I'm alright, thanks to you," he said, straightening himself out. "Well thank Primus I was able to get here in time, I was looking for you actually". P4X stopped and looked at him, he was sure that after his display earlier, he would have thought of him as some psyched-out weirdo. "...y-you were?" he asked disbelieving him. " I was, I wanted, well more so I had a question. Oh, where are my manners, my designation is Megatronus" he said as he once again reached out a servo to greet the small bot. He hesitated, not sure what to do before figuratively saying frag it! and reaching out his servo to the other bot.
"Thank you, it is nice to meet you too. You can call me...Pax".