The Curse
By: MyNameIsJag
Disclaimer: …BLEH! Dang rules…messing up my dreams…I own nothing! If I did, the whole series would be rated T-M!
Notes: Bots wearing clothes…and cross-dressing while doing it…what's not to love? Kinda set during ancient times, think stage coaches, beliefs in magic, and superstitions and you get the general idea. I bend a lot of rules and make up a lot of junk in this one!
Summery: A medic is called to the castle of the Noble family to heal one of their members, only to be met with secrets surrounding the family that might lead to his own end.
:Sparkbond talk:
Part Four
Hound sighed as he glanced over at the mech standing in front of the fireplace, golden optics focused on the licking flames, it would be rude to interrupt the Noble in his time of thought…perhaps he should come back later-
"Hound, I know your over there, I heard the door open."
"Sir…"
The well crafted helm turned to stare at him, with what emotion, he couldn't tell…the fire had created shadows that covered what could be seen, creating the illusion of hollow optic holes staring at him, "Come here."
He knew he should have just kept along his usual routine…let it all slide away and be forgotten like so many other past incidents…but he didn't know how much longer it would be until he would break…and no matter how good the medic was…even he couldn't fix all the broken pieces.
Taking a deep intake, he cautiously headed over to the Lord, suddenly feeling so unworthy to be in the Noble's presence…his own simple styling, black slacks and a button up were no where as refined as the eldest brother's. Who could keep his mostly white attire from even having the slightest trace of dust on it, the blue cape seemed to swirl around in some unseen wind as the golden traces gleamed in the fire…but he couldn't let himself fall into the majestic image that the other mech portrayed…he knew no amount of jewels and expensive accessories would ever hide ones true self.
The green servant bowed while releasing a breathe he had no idea he was holding back, "Master Mirage, there is something I wish to speak to you about-"
"You're not leaving."
"S…Sir?", he straightened back up, his optics wide as the took in the snarl on the others face, "I don't understand?"
An undignified snort and Mirage was glaring at the flames, "Word spreads fast amongst the help…it doesn't take long for it to reach me," this time when he looked back at the servant, his golden optics reflected the heat of the fire, "you are planning on leaving, why."
Not a question…a demand…
"Sir, I-"
A servo suddenly snaked out and grabbed the hired help by the arm, dragging him closer to the angered frame, he flinched as he watched the other servo come up, his optics off-lining as he waited for the impact…nothing…but a gentle stroke down his cheek…
"Am I so horrible that your instinct is to flinch whenever you are near me? Have I done everything so wrong that you only wish to flee from my presence and the shelter that I have offered you?"
He onlined his optics to stare at the close up of the Noblemech's face, his lips drawn into a thin line, a feature that did not fit one with such formed feature's of a wealthy bot, "Lord…I just-"
"I won't allow you to go, Hound," digits played over the recent weld, he was upset with himself that he hadn't been able to control his temper once again and hurt the very mech he had no wish to ever bring pain upon, "but I can be better…I know I have hurt you before with the same promises…but I am improving, am I not?"
That was true…it had started off with it being so bad that he would be unable to barely move from his berth…Mirage always came in and checked on him though like a worrying carrier…even going enough to stay by his side…he was getting better…
It was the caring side that made him fall for the Noble…but it was the side he only showed after he had become hurt at the Master's own servos…
A slight smile came from the Noble as Hound nodded his helm slowly, "See, I am right…no need for you to quit and run off…you know I am sorry for hurting you…so why contemplate on leaving when everything you need is here. You have no one out there but in here…" he nuzzled his own nosebridge against the servants, "there is me…and I can give you anything…"
At the cost of your freedom and your spark…these words though went unspoken…
"I apologize, Sir," the frown was back and he tried not to flinch at it, instead he glanced at the ground, "I only wished to ask you if you are ready for lunch."
A hum came from the blue and white mech, it was a lie…but it was one he could deal with and he just nodded as he released the green help, both servos dropping to his sides, "Yes, I will be there shortly."
Hound nodded before turning to take his leave, ignoring the gentle flutter of a servo across his back as a digit ran down it, he could wait until he was back in his room to breakdown from it all…how could he be in love with a mech who could do such things to him…even if Mirage was truly sorry for what he did?
The door didn't seem to come fast enough but he stopped as he heard the Master speak once more, "Hound…I will see you tonight."
He should be running…instead he just bowed his helm, "Yes, my Lord," and then he was gone out the door…to return to his duties…leaving the smirking Noble to enjoy the warmth of the fire and the images of the night's source of warmth later on.
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A little giggle and the sudden weight on his leg told him that Red had found him and with that fact, Ratchet smiled down at the youngling burying his face into the pants, "Evening Master Red Alert."
Optics peeked up at him, "Hi, Mister Medic," the smile on the sparklings face disappeared, "Is Creator and Carrier doing better?"
Of course he would be concern about that, what child wouldn't be…forcing a small smile on his own face, the healer nodded, "They are well and soon they'll be up and ready to hug and kiss you all over."
A quick shake of the helm, "No kisses, remember, not a sparkling!"
The medic let out a laugh and scooped the mechling up, "So just hugs is it!" He nuzzled the red helm and hugged the sweetspark in his arms, causing them both to laugh.
"You are a natural with kids, you must have some of your own."
Not looking at the red twin but answering him anyway, seeing as the mech was still standing next to him along with his brother to his left, "No…it seems I am a spinster at the moment…though," he pinched the younglings cheek, who just swatted his servo away with a pout, "I would not mind a few running around my pedes."
A smirk was passed between the two brothers, not unnoticed by their guest who just rolled his optics as they continued to walk to wherever they were taking him. Sideswipe just leaned onto one of the smaller bots shoulders, "I'm sure there are a couple of mechs willing to aid you in the conception of a youngling, they might even be closer then you think."
He shrugged him off, "Oh, I will just have to check back with my neighbors then when I get back home, seeing as there is no one here that fit's the criteria."
Point for the medic.
Red giggled as he patted the white mechs chassis, "Carrier said sparklings come from here!," his face suddenly scrunched up, "Does that mean they are in recharge and need a creator to wake them up? I don't like being woken up, maybe that's why sparklings are always fussy!"
A yellow servo reached over and rubbed one of the horns, "Explains why you're always are."
"I'm not a sparkling!"
The youngling crossed his arms and pouted at the golden twin while the other three laughed at him, who then buried his face into the exposed part of the glass window, still continuing to mumble he wasn't a sparkling.
It didn't take long for them to reach the room even though Ratchet was a little wary of going in there, he, afterall, was just a healer from a small village…the feeling of not belong in such a setting was quickly taking over him and he started to wonder if perhaps there was a way for him to back out of the invitation and go back to where he was comfortable…healing…
A small pat to his chassis and he was looking down into the biggest pair of optics he had ever seen, behind him he could hear the Twins snicker as he fell into the look the youngling was giving him, "You're going to sit beside me, right?"
Sideswipe grinned at the pearl colored bot, "Aww…how can you say no to that, huh, Ratch?"
Giving a quick glare to the twin before sighing and nodding, seeing as Red was about to cry…he gave in…damn him and his weakness for sparklings…it wasn't fair!
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This…was not right…Ratchet shook his helm at the damage he was now able to see inside the femme's chassis, "Poor child…is this what brought you to the madness that made you fall so far?"
He glanced out the window…the crow no longer there to warn him…the wolves no longer howled their regrets…no…there were only the sounds of the thunder crashing in the distance…the silence told him to mourn now…cause the upcoming storm brought news of trouble to come.
He had an…interesting lunch to say the least…mostly involved with him being hit on with Primus awful one liners and with Red's early leave to finish his classes, he had found himself stuck between the two brothers while the eldest was too far distracted in his own thoughts as he sipped his high grade to help the poor healer out from the clutches of the Twins…
A servo would make it's way down the inside of his thigh, making him squeak in surprise, or would run down the length of his backstruts to make him shiver…none was as bad as the low voiced promises that ranged in his audios of having him whimper and scream their names through out the night…if he had been any less of a mech he was…he was sure he would have been in one of their berths in some submissive position as he allowed them to keep their promises at the moment…
He shouldn't think about things like that…not one something as horrifying as the discover that he had discovered within the Mistress…
Looking back at her and the now opened covering and chamber…he could see the damage she was trying to hide…whether they were from her own servo or from…her bonded was still up for debate…he knew he had to finish the examination…but he also knew that right outside the drawn up curtain separating him and rest of the room's occupants for the Lady's own privacy…were the Twins…
He already seen what Sir Mirage was capable of with the example of Hound…who he was sure there was a deeper relationship to then what he was being told…and seeing as the blue and white Lord was the calmest out of the three of brothers…he could only imagine the rage that the other two would bring toward him if he was to accuse the fallen Master of abuse to his own mate…
There was a rustle from outside the window…and nearly choked back a sob as the crow came back to knock once more…a dead glitch mouse hanging from his blooded beak as it tilted it's head to stare at him once more.
Not again…not this sign…wasn't there more to this place then the shadows that clung to the frames of the bots inside forewarning of events that will certainly spell an end for him to suffer…
Perhaps…he should pay heed to the warnings…and finally flee this place…Firestar will be up soon and they would no longer need him…he had done his job…but still…his spark would not allow him to leave without knowing the truth…without making sure he had done all he could to care for those under his wings…
What could he do…
"Ratch, you okay in there?"
He jumped at the voice of the red twin, quickly turning to see him coming through the curtain and invading his patients privacy, "You shouldn't be in here!", he took a step toward the larger mech only to fall from the sudden wake of lightening and the screech of the crow at the window startling him…
A small gasp escaped him as he was suddenly swept upward into a pair of arms…oh…he knew who it was…and the continues claps of thunder and the beating of the crows wings against the window did nothing to comfort him about it…
"Didn't think you were afraid of a storm, Medic," his crystal optics stared up at the darker blue ones winking down at him as Sideswipe smiled down at him cheekily and he flinched with other strike from outside, "guess you'll just have to stay with me tonight, seeing as how frightened of the storm you are."
Yes…he was frightened…but of nothing from the normal course of nature…
-A thanks to: Katea-Nui, Amai Sheishin-Hime, EchoKat, DemonSurfer, Darkeyes17, Oedipa13, Crazygrrl XD, Richard'sQueen aka LGFS, Yuro-Faita911, smoking caramels, Vigatus
I apologize for making this chapter so short, the next one will be longer! Seeing as I don't have that many more parts to write and is trying to get this story out of the way so I can focus on the others! Forgive me my readers!