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So, this is my first TFA fic and first transformers fic ever. I'm assuming, before I write, that the characters may turn out a bit OOC in the beginning but it should develop better as the story gets longer. I don't know how long this is going to be, the entire thing is fairly underdeveloped so far past the first chapter. I'm also considering this slightly AU, because here the decepticons won the war and took over both earth and cybertron, so, yeah, but the rolls of the characters haven't changed. Besides everything said in my rant just then I hope you enjoy.

(Also, it's supposed to be unclear in the beginning, so, just roll with it.)

Blurr sat upright on his large bed twiddling with a small hovering device weaving between his fingers. It had been nearly three Solar cycles since the end of the war yet the pain and guilt consuming his spark was still nearly overwhelming. An Elite guard was never supposed to break under any circumstances, but then again, it had been nearly three solar cycles since a title such as that mattered. It was the Decepticons who'd won the war. They managed to take both earth and what remained of Cybertron afterward. Earth was where Blurr was now. The planet had already been turned into a dark metal paradise, currently being mined dry of its energy supply. Megatron's army had grown significantly and he'd begun to journey deep into the galaxy in search for new energy rich planets to suck dry.

Blurr, beginning to get board with the repetitive movement of the small device, deactivated it and places it on the desk beside the bed. He stood and went across the wide bright room to the window where he stared out into the seemingly desolate planet. After a few seconds with nothing on his mind he turned back into the room, but quickly had to look to the floor as a twinge of guilt flew through his spark once more. The room he stayed in was large and met any need he may have. He slept on a bed, like that which the humans had used before they were nearly whipped out. It was soft, and large enough for two. Hanging above was a light clear canopy that hung loosely to shield parts of the bed.

He sat down in a chair beside the window, putting his hand to his head as a head ach rocked his processor. Even now he couldn't stop thinking about this situation. He removed his palm from his helm and looked at it. The sight of his new and "Improved" hands had stopped mesmerizing him long ago, yet they stayed for foreign to him.

Not long after he was crushed between the walls and thrown down a garbage shoot he was discovered. With spark still intact it was placed into a new body made just for him. The body was similar to the old one, no doubt, keeping all of his facial features and wheeled legs, but it was much sleeker, with his shoulder pieces much smaller if not non-existent. His chest plate had been modified as well, being now the shape on an upside down triangle. It was narrow and thin, pressed against his body. Yes, he was slim, sleek, and basically helpless against brute force. Just the way Shockwave liked him.

He leaned his elbow on the arm of the chair, propping his head against his fist, thinking back to the end of the war, a memory he often went back to, despite his disdain in doing so. It wasn't long after he'd received his new body that Blurr was captured with the rest of his colleagues as a result of the Decepticon victory.

Instead of being sent off the building projects or mines, however, Blurr was sent to the office of one of Lord Megatron's right hand men. The blue and black bot was thrown to his knees, his shoulders held by two mindless minions. He struggled against them, his spark still strong back then.

A tall being approached the downed bot. Blurr forced his head to look up. He wanted to know who'd summoned him. He would have never imagined that the one who summoned him was the same one who'd tried to end his life.

"Blurr," started Shockwave, cocking his head slightly to the side "How very interesting to see you again."

Blurr averted his eyes to the floor, refusing to look at the merciless Decepticon. Shockwave leaned down, slipping a claw under the smaller bots chin and forcing him to look up into his red optic. Blurr struggled against the much larger mechs claws, but Shockwaves grasp only tightened. "I very much enjoy this new form, Blurr, so much so it's given me even more reason to keep you."

Blurr was taken aback, shocked, yet not quite sure upon what he meant. After a few more seconds Shockwave stood up straight "Frankly, Blurr, I've always found your figure quite enthralling. It was a shame when I was forced to eliminate you. I'd planned on keeping you after we won the war. I'm glad that I still can."

Blurr wanted to say something, anything! But he couldn't find the words; he didn't know what to say to this. "Keep me." he thought blankly, not wanting to imagine what that entailed. The question burned so uneasily in his mind that his mouth was forced to blurt it out "Whatdoyoumeankeepme?" he asked frantically. Shockwave leaned down again, grabbing Blurr's chin "I mean exactly what I said. You will be mine, you will go where I tell you, do as I tell you, you are mine, and object for my enjoyment and nothing more. It that so difficult to understand?"

"Not difficult but it really seems like quite a ridicules notion." Said Blurr, a bit slower than his usual pace. He was suddenly feeling run down at the idea that someone would "Own" him. Despite what he said Blurr knew fully well that he could do nothing about his current situation.

Shockwave dismissed the minions, taking Blurr by the shoulder and roughly guiding him into a small room off of his office. "You're going to stay in there for now, so I can keep a good eye on you." Said Shockwave, turning on the lights and locking to door as he left.

A few minutes after Shockwave was gone Blurr began running and pacing about the room. He looked for weak points in the wall, despite being sure that there were none. Although throughout his training Blurr had been taught never to break or give up on his cause, he was smart enough to know when help was not coming and the cause was over.

The only thing in the room was a berth and a small marble sitting in the corner. Blurr didn't notice the marble until he'd been in the room for who knows how long, and was beginning to get antsy and board. He picked up the small metal trinket and pressed the tiny red button on the top. Immediately the device floated upwards, staying only two inches above his palm. Blurr assumed the item was in there to keep him occupied for a time. It kept him distracted for at least four earth hours before it became repetitive and Blurr ran out of things to do with it. After another hour Shockwave re-entered the room. Had Blurr had a plan he may have attempted to escape when Shockwave opened the door. That plan, however, would have ultimately failed. Despite his speed, with all of the Decepticons crawling all over that base, they would eventually overtake him.

Shockwave approached the berth. Blurr backed away only slightly, having nowhere to go but that wall. Shockwave took hold of Blurrs wrists, taking the small bot by surprise. He leaned in close, looking Blurr right in the face "I realize that I did not clarify what being mine entails." The large being threw the smaller bot on his back, holding the thin writs down and restricting the rest of the body with his own. "I suppose it will be better to show you." Said Shockwave before switching Blurrs wrists to one hand and holding them above his head. The blue bot kicked and squirmed against the mass above him, but there was no use. Shockwaves strength exceeded his by a ridicules amount. Blurr wasn't built for strength, but for speed. Made with light material and a thin aerodynamic frame a strong opponent would not have a hard time defeating him if they ever got a hold of him.

Despite knowing his weakness Blurr continued to protest, but the small kicks and squirms did not affect the Decepticon above him in the slightest. Shockwave's unoccupied hand ran a claw lightly over Blurs slender body. He ran the sharp point across Blurrs middle and thigh "I always enjoyed staring at this smooth metal," he mumbled "How exciting it is now that I get to touch it."

Blurr shivered, suddenly afraid. He struggled harder, desperate to get away "No," he managed to spit out "No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no." he repeated desperately, arching his back in a desperate attempt to escape. Shockwave put his hand on the bots stomach and roughly forced him down halting almost all movement "Lets not make this difficult." Shockwave suggested, getting a surprised look from Blurr who began ranting at full speed "what-do-you-mean-lets-not-make-this-difficult?-Do-you-realize-the-situation-you're-putting-me-in-right-now?-I'm-going-to-make-this-as-difficult-as-possible-so-that-I-can-avoid-as-long-as-possible-the-terrible-unavoidable-situation-already-occuring." He then began to struggle again under Shockwaves grasp. The large bot ignored the petty movement and instead began to focus on the body beneath him. Eventually Shockwave managed to keep the bot almost entirely still so that he could work without interruption. "There," said Shockwave as Blurr began to calm down "That's a better bot." Shockwave removed his grasp in Blurrs stomach, and the lock he had on his legs, and parted the sleek bots thighs easily, revealing a soon to be opened interface port.

"Open for me," he demanded.

Blurr answered through gritted teeth "Never," he mumbled, trying to keep his pride while being violated by a Decepticon. Shockwave sighed "Fine, have it your way. I suppose I'll have to do it myself." He inserted one of his sharp servos into the crease of the cover, flipping it open. Blur gasped at the touch. Having a new body he'd yet to be touched in such a way, and, because this new build was designed for agility as well as speed, it was filled with way more sensors than his old one. Despite mental protest Blurr sighed deeply as Shockwave slowly inserted a claw into his opening. Shockwave, pleased by this response, dug deeper, seeing what other lovely noises he could activate. As he continued easing the servo inside Blurr whimpered in pain, pleasure and shame. Shockwave lightly caressed his face plate "And to think you fought for so long only to enjoy it," he whispered, then suddenly thrusting his servo roughly into the sensitive valve. Blurr gasped, panting and whimpering as the claw eased in and out excruciatingly slow. The claw moved with ease, coated, now, in the lubricant Blurr had been producing to meet his bodies demands. He tried and failed not to show as much pleasure as he was feeling. His vocalizer betrayed him with every pant sigh and whimper, knowing that it only encouraged Shockwaves actions.

Blurr was so close to overload but he knew that Shockwave wouldn't let him, "Ahh huh, ah!" he gasped, as the valve contracted against shockwaves servo, begging for more. Right as Blurr whaled, so close to overload, Shockwave stopped. "I believe that's enough for today," he stated, standing up and leaving Blurr a shivering mess. The pleasurable desperate feeling shook the bots body as it begged to finish. Despite this desperate, unfinished feeling Blurr wouldn't beg, he knew it was what Shockwave wanted, and he wouldn't do it! Not in a million years! Or at least, that's what he thought.

Shockwave loomed over the shivering body, watching for a moment "Would you like me to finish?" he asked. Overwhelmed with desperation and pleasure Blurr's mind could not get a word in before his lips spoke "Yes," he sighed. The Decepticon brushed over the bots torso with his claws, sending sparks through Blurs already overstimulated body. "I'm not sure if I hear you correctly. Do you want me to make you overload?" he asked, knowing he could get the bot to beg in this condition. Blurr gasped "Yes," he sighed again, trying to hold back the words but finding himself unable "Please," he pleaded. Shockwave smiled inwardly "If you insist," he whispers deviously before climbing back on top of his bot and beginning to stimulate the interface valve again. After again using his servo to tease the desperate contracting folds in the valve, he removed it, pulling a light whimper from Blurr who had still not overloaded. The blue bot had not even noticed when Shockwave reveled his spike, ready for penetration. Blurr suddenly became a bit frightened, knowing the spike would be painful inside his unused body. Before another moment of thought, though, he felt the tip at his entrance "No," he sighed "I can't- I can't- It won't-" he could barely get word out. Shockwave leaned down to look at him "Don't worry, little one, you will stretch in time." He said in a low voice, then slowly easing his spike into the valve. Blurr squeaked as he felt the ridges of the spike dig into his folds and stretch the valve as it contracted around it. Blurr covered his mouth in an attempt to muffle his scream as the overload he'd waited so desperately for finally slushed over his body. As Shockwave continued to thrust, being careful not to tear the valve, Blurr overloaded three times before Shockwave did once, spewing transfluid into the tight valve. Blurr gasped, arching his back as he felt the Decepticon come inside of him.

Shockwave slid out and retracted. The berth was now filthy with both bots fluids and lubricant. Blurr shuddered, suddenly feeling ashamed of himself. This was his life now and he knew it. Most likely the only escape was death, but who knows when that will happen. With a suddenly non-existent Autobot resistance and a powerful army with endless amounts of fuel Megatron's dictatorship was bound to last a while. In that time Shockwave will keep his high ranking power and his power over the new little Autobot, who he had now marked as his, and his alone.

Not long after that Blurr got his own room in the main base and a few other bases. As his days with Shockwave continued he began getting anything he desired accept a free ticket out of Decepticon hands. Shockwave became less forceful, realizing that a compliant bot was easier to handle that a struggling one. Although sometimes Shockwave sometimes enjoyed a struggle it was not always desirable. Despite the endless gifts and anything else his spark desired Blurr could not stand the life he lived. It was simple yet mind destroying and in only about one Solar cycle he'd been broken. He did whatever Shockwave wanted whenever he wanted it. He was just an object for Shockwaves entertainment. There had been a few occasions, while interfacing in Shockwaves office, that someone came in to deliver something. Shockwave did not pause or stop his actions, the deliverer would simply set the file on his desk and leave, the sight never becoming a shocking one. That was really when Blurr realized he was nothing but an object in the eyes of the Decepticons. While it sometimes appeared as though he was more than that in Shockwaves eye, the occasion was rare.

Blurr rarely left his room. He could, actually, in fact he was free to roam the streets so long as he came back by a certain time, but he almost never left the room. Almost everyone knew who he was, his and Shockwaves relations were no secret around Cybertron or the new Cybertronian earth. People often gave him strange or disgusted looks, and any Autobot slaves being escorted back through the streets gave him dirty looks and spit at his feet. With all of this considered Blurr did not leave his room. His best room was on earth where Shockwave had to spend most of his time. He was alone most of the day while Shockwave worked in his office or lab, only coming to the room for interface and sleep afterwards, holding his Blurr tightly to his chest. Yes, it was quite lonely being Blurr.

Blurr lifted his head off his fist, reactivating his optics. He hadn't realized he'd fallen into recharge. The lights were dimmed and Shockwave had yet to return. Blurr stood weakly and made his way to the bed where he fell into recharge quickly, not realizing how low he was on energy. He wasn't supposed to fall asleep before Shockwave got back, but he has a few times before and it didn't seem to annoy the much larger 'con too much. He was half in recharge sometimes during interface anyways what would it matter?

Shockwave returned late and found his bot already in deep recharge. Seeing no reason to wake him Shockwave climbed into the bed with him, wrapping his arms gently across the Autobots middle, and drifting into recharge himself.

Alright, well, I hope you enjoyed that. Now I request you leave a review if you don't mind and there will be more to come if you enjoyed it (Or even if you didn't) thanks for reading.J