A Broken Soul

Summary: Bee is left scarred and mute by Megatron, and Optimus must be the one to put him back together.

In this story we're saying that Tiger Pax is the capital of Cybertron and Bumblebee and Optimus have a private comlink which they don't have to talk, just think, there is still a public one too.

:comlink: Thoughts Memories

POV OPTIMUS

I rushed through the multitudes of broken and dead bodies in the close to ruins of Cybertron, my home, searching for the small youngling, who was calling for my help.

:Help... me:

:I'm coming! What do you see?: I stopped on a pile of rubble.

:Fire... smoke... darkness... It hurts:

I panicked listening to him struggle.

:Keep on trying! Don't go into recharge!:

:I see... buildings... one a... circle shape:

He was in Tiger Pax! Of all the scrap brained ideas! Running into Tiger Pax while I was over run by Decepticons! I look at the once tranquil city. There are battleships everywhere, shooting canons and blasters, creating a disaster of our beautiful capital. I take a deep breath, summoning all of my courage, and charge into the battle zone. :I might have found him, Ratchet:

I'm coming Bumblebee

POV BUMBLEBEE

My optics dim as wish the white hot pain all over my body would go away. The horrifying memory is repeating over and over in my prosseser.

I was slammed into a wall by Megatron, being interrogated.

"Tell us the Autobots location or suffer the consequences!"

"NEVER! I will betray the Autobots when I want my voice box removed!" "

Well then your wish will be granted"

His sword went into my neck. I couldn't breath and my vision was going hazy. When he removed it, small pieces of my voice box, dripping with energon, stuck on it. I tried to scream in pain, but all that came out was a loud squeal. Megatron smiled sickly.

There was a glint in his eye's that I didn't like at all.

"Your a very fine youngling." he smirked.

He moved a hand down my waist. "

Bulky, just how I like 'em."

He was very close to my face, I could smell his rancid breath. I spit my energon out of my mouth and into his face. He wiped it off with his other hand, slamming me on the floor. Then, pain, I felt him grabbing at whatever part of my body he could reach, I tried to resist his hold, failing, and let out a loud, tormented squeal. I drifted off into unconsciousness.

I shut off my optics and curled into a ball in pain and misery. He took everything from me. My family, My sparkmate, my virtue. I let out a cry like a wounded dog.

"Bumblebee! Where are you?" I hear Optimus.

My spark soared with slight relief. I squeal to let him know I was there, alive, physically anyway.

I feel two hands under me, lifting me up. My instincts say Megatron and I squeal with fear, trying to scream "Get off! Please!" but all that comes out was a series of beeps and clicks, though I still struggle, pushing against the unknown mech.

:Bumblebee! Calm down! It's just Ratchet! We're taking you ho- to the medbay:

I calm down when I hear his voice in my head, resting into his arms. The memory is still replaying in my head, and I cry into Ratchet's chest. "What in the name of Primus did he do to you?" He mumbled.

*At the Medbay*

POV RATCHET

I'm sitting at the table next to the berth where Bumblebee was recharging, extracting a copy of the younglings memories from the last couple hours.

"How is he Ratchet?"

Optimus walks into the room, worry etched all over his face. I sigh grimly.

"I have managed to stablize his condition, almost all of his wounds will heal, with time."

"Almost?"

My spark fills with guilt and self-loathing.

"His voice box is, beyond repair, I did everything in my power. Right now I'm downloading his memories to get a better idea of what I'm dealing wi-"

My eyes widen at the images set before my optics.

"Oh my Primus." I fill with anger and a lust for revenge.

"That sick bastard."

Optimus looks at me.

"Optimus. This, you need to see. Make sure Bumblebee STAYS asleep." He nods and I press a finger to my temple to project the memory.

POV OPTIMUS

I watch as the scene plays out infront of me and feel protective over the mech and hold him close. I watch as Megatron throws him against a wall, wincing when he plunges a sword deep in his throat, but then something happens that almost makes me retch.

He moves his hand down Bumblebee's body down to his waist.

I stare horrified as he throws the bot on the ground. He pins him to the ground and starts doing unspeakable things to him. Bumblebee's broken cry seems to take my spark and rip it in half. The hologram disappears. Ratchet is rubbing his temples trying to calm himself down.

A whimper breaks the silence.

Me and him turn to see Bumblebee rocking back and forth curled up into a little ball. I walk up to him and touch his shoulder. He shrinks away from my touch.

"Sh... It's okay Bumblebee. I'm here. Sh..." I pull him into an embrace which he rejects at first, but then relaxes into my touch. I rock him back and forth, trying to calm him.

I was going to make sure Megatron payed.