Back with the next chapter.

Blurr was restrained in the medical bay awaiting Knockout's observation. After his systems overstressed, Shockwave wanted to get him looked at. With the results he was getting, he didn't was him going comatose or worse. And as much as Blurr needed it, he wasn't too fond of being in the position he was in.

Knockout entered the room with a reasonable amount of anxiety. When Megatron gave him the orders to inspect Blurr, he was concerned for both of their safeties, his especially. Not to mention all the time he had to spend studying the speedster's anatomy, which wore him out.

Knockout pulled up a seat and began his work. His first observation was that Blurr's systems were close to overheating. No doubt a result of the stress Shockwave had been putting him through. He also had some torn wires and some scratches. Nothing that Knockout couldn't fix.

As he worked, the silence began getting too eerie to Knockout. While the sounds of him chipping away at Blurr's issues, the silence from the speedster was unsettling. And an outburst was unpredictable.

"So, how are you?" Knockout inquired, trying to lighten the mood. "You're not too sore are you?"

Blurr's silence didn't let up. He continued to look at the ceiling, waiting for this brief moment of peace to end. His silence shot Knockout's attempted calm.

"I want out of here." Blurr stated.

"That I can understand." Knockout admitted. "But unfortunately, that's not what they've got planned for you. And we both know escape is not an option."

The silence returned, prompting Knockout to continue working. He patched Blurr up without much trouble and was as gentle as possible. When he finished, Knockout cleaned up his tools and put them away. All he had to do now was contact Shockwave to get him.

Blurr's body flinched, contorting uncomfortably, causing Knockout to pause. Blurr's arms began to twist, hoping to get out of the restraints. His optics grew cold and his face plate stiff.

Knockout took a few steps back, knowing what was going on. Blurr's condition was taking over. He glared at Knockout with a grim smile.

"I will get out of here." Blurr hissed. "And I think I'll kill you first."

His threat sent a chill down Knockout's frame as Blurr continued to squirm around. Not only did it scare him that the speedster could make such a threat, he was afraid that he could very well keep it. Intentionally or not.

Thudding once again distracted Knockout as Blurr went into a slightly unconscious lull. Shockwave entered the room. Not that Knockout was surprised, he had become accustom to his stride. And even with his emotionless stature, Knockout knew he was here for results.

"Is he stable?" Shockwave inquired.

"Yes." Knockout confirmed. "He had a shift, but he's fine. There wasn't much damage, so you can do ask you wish."

"Very good. Take the experiment back to his chambers."

Knockout eyed Blurr for a moment. In the back of his processor, part of him felt bad for Blurr. That this whole ordeal was troubling. But there wasn't anything he could do about it.

"Fine." Knockout accepted. "I'll get him there shortly."

It became clear that the Autobots were set on stopping them and retrieving Blurr back. They have been rather unsuccessful, which was fortunate for them. It also gave Knockout time to study more of Blurr's anatomy either when he visited the medbay or when he had time to himself.

Knockout made his way down the halls of the Nemesis with no real sense of direction. But before he knew it, he found himself in the corridor holding the Predacons. It was a usually calm, though intimidating area. They kept to themselves for the most part, only reacting when Shockwave or Megatron entered the room.

However, this day didn't seem very lax. A group was circled around something. And as Knockout got closer to the action, he found out why. A touch looking Predacon was on one side and Blurr on the other.

"Do not go easy on him." Shockwave ordered. "He needs to learn to fight and let his power get reach its best point."

The Predacon nodded, accepting his request with pride. Shockwave took a step back, allowing the fight to start. The Predacon wasted no time running for the speedster, knocking him back with one hard punch.

Blurr attempted to avoid the hits, like Wheeljack had initially taught him and threw in puches that barely fazed the Predacon. However, that wasn't enough to stop the Predacon, who took advantage of his strength to beat Blurr into the ground. Knockout watched in disgust, feeling pity for the mech, while Shockwave patiently waited for results.

He didn't have to wait long as his infliction took over. Blurr let out a gnarled screech as he lunged at the Predacon. He hit the Predacon with another punch, this one hitting harder and causing him to hunch over in pain. Increasing his speed, Blurr continued to hit the Predacon with no mercy. And once the opening presented itself, Blurr drove a servo through the chassis of the Predacon, offlining him.

The scene silenced everyone as Blurr regained his composure. And while Knockout was familiar with the display, none of the other Predacons were. Blurr was such a small mech that doing something like this seemed almost impossible. More than anything improbable.

"Flawed, but promising." Shockwave noted.

Now I know updating this chapter took a little longer, but I want to let you know that I may put this on a mini/semi hiatus. By that I mean I'm going to take some time to conclude this in two chapters and I don't plan on updating this until I get them done. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but with me being kind of behind and me reaching a lull with this, I want to try and focus on finishing it.