Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they're owned by Hasbro/Takara. I'm only playing with them!

A/N: This will be an Halloween-based story. Not a one-shot but not more then 5-6 chapters so I can finish before Halloween. There will be gore, blood and overall scare. No slash in this one. For reference, I did another last year Called Cybertron's Night of the Living Dead, based on the movie of the (almost) same name... SO you can know my writing style a bit when it comes to horror!

Story: When the Decepticon Ship Nemesis receive a weird distress signal from an unknown source, they thought they had found a possible new energon source but... WHat they will discovers will send them into a nightmare they didn't foresee.

Rating: NC-1-/M for hardcore horror, gore and language.

GHOST SHIP

by

Supermoi

Prologue, 3 million years ago, Great War Era

"Captain Hard Drive! I got a signal o our scopes! Something just came out of nowhere in front of us! It's a shitp, but it looks like nothing I ever saw before!"

The quietness of the Bridge of the Autobot exploration ship Primus's Hand was shattered by that sudden call from the Sensor's Officer, and the Captain turned on his seat in the center of the large bridge to shot the young Autobot a sharp look.

"Report! Can you give me a scan of this ship? Out it on visual on the main screen!"

"Aye Sir!"

Burnout obeyed swiftly and his digits were thumping on the commands at a high speed, but with great efficiency. A few moments later the main screen came to life and on it appeared the image of the ship that just appeared out of nowhere. And everyone on the bridge stared in awe for a few klicks.

This looks like nothing they ever saw...

By its size only it was dwarfing the Autobot ship, and the Primus's Hand was the largest Autobot's exploration Ship of this era. It was probably more than fifty kilometers in length and a little more than 20 in height, and it was almost as wide. But that wasn't what was the most shocking. The ship was completely black, more like the negative image of a ship in the background of space and stars then an actual structure... As if it was absorbing all lights that happens to hit it, and never reflecting it again, like any 'normal' alloy would. And there was... a coldness, something very off, about this ship as well. Everyone had felt it already, in their circuits. This was not a 'normal' ship at all... And it was emanating a very dark, very... 'evil' for lack of better adjective, aura.

The captain was the first to shake the shock off and he said sharply, snapping everyne else out of shock.

"Every bot at their battle stations, Yellow Alert!" He opened the ship's internal comlink as the lights on the bridge turned to amber and the alarm went off in every parts of the large ship. They had scientists on boards, even families, as it was a long-term expeditions that was set to last 6 Vorns. They were back home in one Vorns and they had been on their way back, but still quite a while away from Cybertron. "All deck, we are on Yellow Alert! The civilians stays on their quarters until resuming of normal activity! Everyone else, battle stations! that is all!"

He then turned his eyes back to the screen when he caught a movement and the sensor Officer said in a slightly nervous tune. "Sir, it had launched a small shuttle or something similar towards out position! Contact in 5 Klicks!"

Burnout was a young bot barely out of the Cybertron's Space Academy when he signed up for this mission, The young bot had thought then travel was good for him and this was his opportunity to discovers new things and new civilizations! He had always been a curious one... He was cut out in his thoughts by Amberseed, their science officer, and the gold and black femme sounded slightly afraid, maybe even a bit of panicked. If that cold-tempered, cool femme was afraid, this wasn't a good sign at all... SHe hadn't even turn away from her station to call out, her tune urgent.

"Sir! We are being probed! A wide-scale, very powerful scan, it is even scanning our logs and all of our computerized datas about the last 5 years of explorations! Everything! And I can't b lock it, that's energy is... of unknown nature!"

"The probe's closing on us Sir! Contact in ten nanoklicks!"

"Everyone, hold tight!"

Hard Drive had barely time to hold on himself before the shock hit them, and he was sent flying from his seat then hit the main console hard, feeling something break in his lower midsection. He could hear shouts and groans and thuds from all over the bridge and then... Hell was let loose.

The lights went totally out and there was silence for a long moment.

"Is everyone alright?" He called and received positive answer from all around the bridge. "Alright, let's get the lights back on before..."

He was cut mid-sentence by a spark-wrenching screech, something inhumane and hellish... Like a banshee from the pits or something like that, and then another, and another, until there was a pit-like cacophony in the entire ship, and then it stopped as suddenly as it begun. The first thing to break the deafening silence that followed were some hard breathing and then the terrifyed, tiny voice of Burnout.

"What was that?..."

He never got an answer. There was a scream from the Science console, Amberseed's scream, and the scream was shortly cut off by an horrifying, disgusting ripping sounds. Hard Drive was hit on the side of the head by something hard but warm... And dripping a warm liquid... Blindly he pawed around to find what it was, dreading it at the same time. His servos finally touched a smooth surface, and this felt like... dermaplating... and... were those lips? And a noceplate... And... Whe he tried to feel something under that head he felt nothing... but wires dangling from the torn appendage, the fresh wound still dripping energon blood and components.

Amberseed's head... but not the rest of her body... ripped off her shoulders with tremendous strenght...

He heard a scream and similar sounds all around him now, someone else let out a pained gasp and then screamed bloody murder when that... disgusting ripping sound was heard again. Hard Drive crawled to the closest station, the Sensors, and he could heard pained gasps and panting from where Burnout was... And he knew the young bot was doomed when he finally reached him. There was a flash of light, brief but long enough for him to see the carnage. Burnout's lower body was crushed beyond recognition, and both his arms ripped off.

The young bot gave his superior a pleading look, begging him to end him now, before... something came out of the darkness behind him and he was like... wrench away from his grip with so much strength that the leg he had been holding - what was left of it - was ripped from the body and there were more crunching and ripping sounds before silence fell again.

"BURNOUT! NOOOOO!"

He collapsed forward and let go of the now lifeless appendage with disgust, like he had been burned, and then he managed to get up, and crawl to the elevator on the back. By some miracle it was still working and he was asked for a destination. He chose one randomly.

"Deck 6! Living quarters!"

Soon the elevator stopped and the door opened. In that section, the red emergency lights were still online and he could see barely a few feet in front of him, but it was giving the place a very... Pit-like feel. He hadn't took three steps inside that he felt his pedes bump on something, and if he would've had organic skin, he would've had goosebumps by now... He heard a gurgling sounds at his feet and something grabbed his ankle. He slowly, very slowly looked down... Only to istinctively kick the poor mech that was now looking at him with pleading optics, one barely functioning...

But the worst was...

His lower mandible was gone, ripped off, and his glossa dangling freely from the hole,hence the gurgling sounds he was making. And his lower body from the waist down... apparently ripped off leaving dangling wires and robotic organs showing. He crawled on his hands towards him and the poor Captain, feeling his sanity dwindle and threaten to break, lift his laser gun and shoot the poor thing in the head, ending his agony.

He ran.

He ran for a long time, met with horrors like the ones on the bridge and the other that greet him when he came out of the elevator at every turns. He was going mad, he just knew it... And those damn Banshee screeching that would ring every now and then! Those were even worst then the horrible carnage, piercing his very spark to the core, threatening to send him into the pit at every seconds. And maybe this was where he was already... Where they all were! Maybe they were sucked up by a wormhole unknowingly and ended up in Hell!

And Unicron was not far from here... He could almost feel that heavy, overwhelming evil all around him... What else could it be? He must have ended up in hell, and this parody of his ship was his eternal torment. He took another turn and almost toppled over, colliding with someone else that was running in the opposite direction. He was ready to shoot whatever had jumped him but... stopped his movement when he saw a young femme at his pedes, covered in energon blood and shaking like a leaf. She looked unharmed, or so he thought...

"Miss, are you alright? You can't stay here! I'm trying to get to the shuttle bay and get the hell out of here... Come with me!"

SHe was sobbing and didn't answered. He put a hand on her shoulder and she suddenly looked up at him, making him jump back in sudden shock. Both her optics were missing, torn off, and thick blackish energon blood was coagulated on her cheek like permanent tears of blood. SHe opened her mouth and keened in a way that made his circuits tingle in terror. It sounded so deeply desperate and agonized! She was still crouched and he couldn't see all of her body, including her midsection.

"My sparkling... They took my sparkling... They devoured my sparkling!"

Suddenly she screamed and uncurled from her crouched position and Hard Drive couldn't help but scream in horror as well. She had been cut open from the chest to the crotch! ANd where her midsection could've been was a ripped, torn hole where... He understood then and shuddered, falling to his knees and purging right there and then.

She had been carrying... And her sparkling was torn from her body after she had been cut open like a energon melon. And the sparkling was gone... Who knows where. probably in hell as it was where they all were now.

In hell... Unicron's domain, the Pits of Inferno. Where else could they be?

Hard Drive screamed and his scream resonated through the hellhole that his prideful, magnificent ship had now become.

No one ever heard of the Primus's Hand ever again, but there were tales of a Ghost Ship haunting the sector of space where he was last seen. Some says that, if you ever encounter this ship, you will meet an untimely end. Some says that it has now become a portal to the Pits of Inferno... Like all of those deep space tales, maybe does it contains a part of truth. SO much is yet unknown in the dark depth of space, and so much may be a danger for us all. WHat awaits us travellers in the deepest corners of the wide, dark and full of mystery that is space?

Do we really want to know? Do we really NEED to know? SOme says we could find Heaven there, or wonders beyong our wildest beliefs, but some says that we will more likely finds horrors and threats of unknown nature that will be the ends of us all.

ANd...

Some says that it is the Inferno that awaits us out there.

-TBC-