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Transformers: Energon City

Chapter 5: Surge

Smoky air rushed past the group as Soundwave shouldered the door open. Skywarp sneered at the bouncer, his large hand forcing Ravage into the flashing lights of the club. Soundwave had recommended Ravage to Megatron after spending a number of years with him when first arriving in Energon City. Ravage was terrified to be on his first assignment with the Decepticons, but the elder Decepticon was ignoring him. Soundwave was focused on business; he had no intentions of making a night out of this trip. Skywarp guided Ravage to a small table near the center of the club, where they both sat. Soundwave continued beyond them, sitting at the far side of the dance floor. Skywarp ordered drinks for himself and Ravage, shouting drunkenly at the nude waiter. Soundwave tried to ignore them. This was Ravage’s first experience with these clients, and Soundwave wanted it to be a valuable lesson.

After several minutes, just after Skywarp’s liquor arrived, several tall men entered the club. Tables fell silent as the men passed, all eyes following their path through the crowded floor. Soundwave didn’t flinch, he hardly even acknowledged them. The tallest of the men hefted a large leather suitcase onto the table, spinning its opening end toward the Decepticon.

“I have no reason to check this. How long have we done business together?” Soundwave said, pulling the briefcase toward himself. The tall man stopped him.

“I would prefer if you did check. I pride myself on dealing with careful men, not lazy ones.”

“As you command, Vinny.” Soundwave slowly slid the latch of the briefcase, his heartbeat quickening. He knew something was wrong, this wasn’t the way the encounter had been planned. Vinny was up to something. Soundwave chanced a peek at Skywarp, and was pleased to notice his partner’s concerned attention. Ravage looked panicked; Soundwave prayed he would remain calm. Vinny smiled, his dark eyes directed at the leather box on the table. The next moments were a flash. Soundwave stood, throwing the briefcase toward his clients. Skywarp used the moment’s confusion to teleport behind Vinny, firing two rapid shots into one of the other clients. Ravage snapped back to reality, pulling his own gun to launch a bullet which whizzed past Vinny’s head before burying itself in the drywall behind Soundwave. Skywarp spun around, delivering a sweeping kick to the third client, which spilled him to the floor.

Soundwave leveled the barrel of his gun with Vinny’s brow, breathing calmly.

“Who’s the big man now, Vinny?” There was one final shot, and Vinny was silenced.

Skywarp and Ravage checked the bodies, all three were armed well. The suitcase was empty. Megatron would not be happy to lose yet another connection, but it seemed that the Decepticons had overstayed their welcome in this part of town. Skywarp suggested that they head back downtown, to a club Megatron owned, where they could wait for the heat to die down.

Starscream sat alone in the loft. He was bored and depressed. Soundwave had become obsessed with work lately. Megatron was planning something big, and the Decepticons had been running across the city for days. He couldn’t remember the last time that Soundwave had spent the night with him. He sighed, and decided it was time to go out. Starscream dug through his clothes, hurling clothes across the room. He finally settled on an outfit, and after extensive makeup, headed out into the brisk night.

Thick snowflakes danced around the streetlamps, clinging to the wool coat that Starscream had wrapped around his frail form. The only sound in the night was the jingle of chains as he walked, alone, toward a club he had never visited on a cold winter night.

Soundwave stretched out on the velvet-lined bench. He was exhausted after the group’s sprint across town. The west side was no longer safe for Decepticons. Megatron had been pooling his resources against the Autobots, completely ignoring their other interests. It was a dangerous time. They were now holed up in the VIP booth at Elysium, a small strip club Megatron used mainly for male prostitution. It was amateur night, a good night for recruiting. Soundwave heard the club door open, but the sound was followed only by a single set of high heels and the tingle of small chains. Just another boy to dance for the gutters of Energon City. Soundwave’s inner monologue was ended as if he were punched. It was Starscream. Even through the thick feminine makeup, Soundwave recognized him.

Starscream spoke briefly to the bartender before being directed to the club DJ. Soundwave knew what he was doing. The DJ interrupted the cheesy music to make an announcement.

“Dancing next, a virgin to our fabulous stage, Neana.” The audience did not seem to respond, or even notice the change of entertainment. Starscream dropped the thick wool coat at the DJ booth, and strutted toward the stage. He was wearing thigh-high leather boots, with tall stiletto heels and a black, chained, corset. He was otherwise undressed. Soundwave stared as the tense muscles of Starscream’s ass propelled him up the stairs and into the spotlight. Everyone in the room suddenly took notice as the teen’s hairless body came into full view. Skywarp stared down with him.

“Show finally got interesting, eh Soundwave?” Soundwave feared that Skywarp would recognize him, afraid he would suspect something that could jeopardize his standing with Megatron. His fears were unfounded. “Wonder who he is.”

Starscream started to move to the rhythm of the music, gyrating with the bass beats. Slowly, he worked into a groove, dancing expertly to the overplayed house music. The audience in the front row stood, rushing the stage to get as close to the action as possible. Several of them tried to grab at the boy. Soundwave grabbed at the phone nearby. It was a direct line to the DJ booth.

“Send that one up. Now.” Soundwave slammed the phone down. The DJ was already fighting through the crowd by the time the phone had settled. Within minutes, Starscream was being shoved into the VIP box. Soundwave was behind Skywarp and Ravage, and he made a gesture of silence to his secret lover.

“Normally we don’t do private shows on amateur night, Soundwave, not even for you or your cronies,” The DJ muttered.

“You seem to forget who pays your salary.” Soundwave glared at the DJ, letting his words sink in. Finally, the DJ sighed, giving in, and left the VIP booth, closing the door behind him. Ravage, drunk from his few cocktails, pulled Starscream onto the room’s miniature stage. Skywarp smirked to himself, stealthily locking the door behind his back.

“Dance for us! I haven’t had my fill of you yet, whore!” Ravage slurred the words, falling into a plush red chair. Soundwave nodded, busying himself with an exit strategy. Starscream obliged, dancing inexpertly around the pole. Skywarp reentered the main area of the room, gesturing with one finger to draw Soundwave near. Soundwave noticed a familiar glint in the Seeker’s eye.

“I just bought us dessert.” He held up a small silver key. “No one’s getting in or out of here until we finish it.” Soundwave hid his concern. Skywarp strode to the stage, and leaned back against the boardroom-style table in it’s center. He only took his eyes off of Starscream long enough to throw a suggestive glance toward Soundwave. Ravage stood, cheering loudly, as Starscream fell into a new gyration, matching the changing rhythm of the club music. He stumbled backward, falling onto Skywarp, who caught him easily with one arm. Starscream stopped dancing, moving to hop off the table, presumably to Ravage’s aid. Soundwave moved to grab him, holding him tightly by the arm.

“Just let it happen,” he whispered, “the only way we’ll make it out of here without alerting Megatron is to let things take their course.” Starscream nodded slightly, not daring to look into Soundwave’s eyes, but craving it more than anything. The couple watched as Skywarp moved his hands over the drunken teen’s chest. He popped the buttons of Ravage’s shirt open with his strong fingers, exposing the taut chest and perky nipples of a young man. Ravage was hardly able to think, let alone defend himself. Skywarp spun around, dropping Ravage onto the boardroom table. Ravage rolled backwards, dropping his head heavily onto the thick cherry tabletop. Skywarp pulled on the studded leather belt encircling Ravage’s jeans. The recruit twisted in the tight denim, almost struggling. Soundwave remained silent, subconsciously tightening his grip on Starscream.

Skywarp pulled the belt free, letting it drop to the carpet, before undoing the button fly. He yanked on the jeans, denim fell to the floor. Ravage was now wearing only an unbuttoned shirt. His body was flawless, marked only by a small tattoo of a black jaguar on his hip. Skywarp, having accomplished his task, seemed suddenly disinterested.

“I could have this body any time I want it,” he said to no one in particular, “I think I should focus on tonight’s special.” He turned his head toward Starscream, measuring him with his eyes. He looked like a lunatic. Soundwave swallowed his fear; it was vital that no other Decepticons suspected their relationship. He violently shoved Starscream toward the insane man by the table.

Skywarp caught him, and immediately began fondling Starscream’s exposed cock. Soundwave approached Ravage, the newest Decepticon, and began to strip down. No one ever said that he couldn’t enjoy keeping up appearances. Soundwave crawled onto the table, kneeling over the semi-conscious Ravage. Soundwave slipped his limp cock into Ravage’s mouth, moaning at the welcoming warmth.

Starscream remained as motionless as possible, letting Skywarp guide his body into various positions. The lunatic seemed to be examining him, as if considering the best way to use him. Finally, he stood, and after a moment’s hesitation, backhanded Starscream across the face, dropping him to the carpet. Soundwave did not react. Skywarp grabbed Starscream’s hair, and dragged him onto his knees. Skywarp grinned as he violently pulled Starscream onto the table, leaving him kneeling over Ravage, just behind Soundwave. Ravage’s cock was even with Starscream’s, and they rubbed together as Ravage’s body responded to Soundwave’s force.

Skywarp pushed him forward, his face colliding with Soundwave’s warm back. His ass stuck out over the edge of the table, between Ravage’s thighs. Skywarp stood behind him, his cock throbbing as various articles of clothing hit the floor. Starscream prepared for the inevitable, and moments later, Skywarp’s cock was forcing it’s way into him. Starscream bit his lip, not wanting to give Skywarp the satisfaction of causing him pain. Ravage stirred underneath the three Decepticons, though his body did not protest the attention. Soundwave’s cock had swollen in his youthful mouth, the pout of his black-painted lips framed the girth. Skywarp slid brutally into Starscream, showing no concern for the teen’s enjoyment. Starscream pleasured himself if for no other reason than as a distraction, but he soon admitted that he was enjoying the situation. He wrapped his hand around both his and Ravage’s cocks, tugging on both as he was taken.

Skywarp placed his hands on Starscream’s waist, harshly digging his sharpened fingernails into the tender flesh. Despite his effort, Starscream let out a shrill shriek. Soundwave turned in concern before he could catch himself, but quickly recovered the act. He leaned back toward Starscream, twisted at the waist so that his cock remained buried in Ravage’s mouth. Their lips met, and they kissed. It was not passionate, simply lustful, but Soundwave was forced to wonder whether or not it gave them away. Skywarp merely stared ahead, grinning maniacally as his fingers dug pits into Starscream’s sides.

Ravage came first, his drunken state surely spurring the rapid orgasm. He climaxed silently, the only sign of it was the warm cum that filled Starscream’s hand. Starscream’s fist did not slow, his own orgasm was close. Soundwave felt Ravage cum, and from the hot, ragged gasps that fell upon his own stubbly cheek, he knew that Starscream was not far behind. Soundwave raised upright, and turned, so that he was facing Starscream. He pulled the boy’s head down onto his cock, and Starscream eagerly cleaned the black smears of Soundwave’s infidelity away. Skywarp leaned forward, driving Starscream into Soundwave’s crotch. Ten inches of Decepticon pushed into Starscream’s throat. Skywarp began to laugh, and he shot one hand up, clamping it around Starscream’s neck. Starscream could draw no breath as he was strangled by Skywarp and choked by Soundwave. Every muscle in his body tensed, and his asshole tightened around Skywarp’s intrusion. Skywarp stopped laughing as he climaxed, shooting hot cum into Starscream’s ass. He did not release his grip. Soundwave began sliding his cock out of Starscream’s throat, sighing at the pleasure of the slow exit as he came, filling Starscream’s mouth and throat. He withdrew completely, and only then noticed that Starscream was still silent. He looked up and saw the hideous visage of Skywarp, his lips drawn back in such a fierce grin that every sharp tooth was visible. His hands were clamped around Starscream’s neck. The boy’s face was turning a bright red, contrasted with the white cum clinging around his lips.

“Skywarp! What are you…Drop him! Stop it, that’s an order!”

“What do you care Soundwave? Isn’t this just some street whore? What does it matter to you?” His black eyes pierced Soundwave’s. “Or is there more to it?”

Soundwave looked over his shoulder. Ravage was still mostly unconscious, he wouldn’t remember a thing. Soundwave gathered his resolve and drew his pistol from the discarded clothes on the floor. He cocked it, leveling the sights with Skywarp’s maniacal stare. The room filled with a cacophony, and then, silence. Starscream fell to the floor, coughing up blood and cum. Skywarp crumpled back into the plush red chair, his face a mess of blood and sweat. The wall behind him was painted with a splash of crimson, eerily dripping into a form that suggested a twisted smiling face. Always had the last laugh, you son of a bitch.

Soundwave hastily pulled Ravage and Starscream into the loft before sliding the great door shut and locking it. He was sure they had lost their pursuer, but security never hurt. Soundwave dashed through the apartment, drawing curtains and blinds as he went. Starscream followed, turning on lights and rechecking windows. Ravage had been led to the couch, where he now lay, recovering from the sprint across town. Eventually, Soundwave felt that the loft was secure enough. He pulled his cell phone from his back pocket. A small charm dangled from it in the shape of an old boom box. He flipped the phone open and dialed a number.

“Laserbeak, I need a favor. I need you to run surveillance on a club downtown called Elysium. It’s one of the boss’s projects, but something went bad. Report back to me if any of our old friends are there.” Soundwave was briefly silent, listening closely to Laserbeak’s reply. “Good. The faster the better, we were followed, I want to know who it was.” Soundwave closed the phone and pocketed it. He reentered the main room, staring off as if considering the wall.

“Are we going to be ok?” Starscream asked, obviously nervous.

“No thanks to you.” Soundwave snapped.

“What? What are you saying?”

“Do you have any idea how fucked we are? Just because you wanted to play stripper for a night?”

“You think this was my fault?”

“Skywarp wouldn’t be dead if you hadn’t shown up.”

“Skywarp wouldn’t be dead if you hadn’t shot him!”

“I was saving your life you little slut! Do I have to rush in to save you every time you go out looking for cock?”

“I wouldn’t have to go looking if you were here to give it to me! And how dare you suggest that I wanted this?”

“You’re more trouble than you’re worth, Starscream. You’re a failure as a Decepticon, a failure as a lover, and a failure as a whore.” Starscream was silenced. He stared at Soundwave, hurt. “I won’t have you if you are going to fail me again.”

“How can you say…”

“I won’t lose you to this war! I can’t!” Soundwave shouted, rousing the dazed Ravage.

“Wha…What’s going on?” Ravage yawned. Starscream turned, to hide the tears in his eyes, and ran into the bedroom, leaving Ravage and Soundwave alone.

“We’re going to be here for a while, there was an accident at the club. Skywarp is dead.”

“How? We were just….wait, did, did I?”

“No, you had nothing to do with it…” Soundwave remembered everything that Ravage did have to do with it with shocking clarity. “My gun misfired, Skywarp was attacking Starscream. We were followed from the club; we’re hiding here until we figure out who it was.” Ravage took a moment to let the information fall into place around the hazy memory he had of the past few hours.

“Why are you worried about the cops? Ninety percent of them are on Megatron’s payroll.”

“It’s not the cops I’m worried about, Ravage.” Soundwave would say no more.

Laserbeak walked casually around the corner, effortlessly blending into the crowd of onlookers. Squad cars surrounded the club, painting the surrounding buildings alternating shades of red and blue. Laserbeak noticed familiar faces and pulled his hood up in an effort to hide his own. What he saw didn’t make sense.

Megatron had a detective pulled away from the crowd, and was interrogating him. Neither of them seemed to have any idea what had happened. Elysium was one of Megatron’s favorite clubs, he kept it tightly under his thumb. If Soundwave and Skywarp were supposed to be here on his business, why was he so shocked? Why wasn’t he feeding the cops a story? Suddenly, two paramedics wheeled a gurney out the front doors. The thin white sheet covering the disaster that was Skywarp’s face was quickly staining a dark crimson. The crowd surged forward, every filthy meatbag clamoring for a look at the corpse. Laserbeak moved with them. He gained several feet and was able to pick up some of Megatron’s conversation.

“I told you, we don’t know exactly what happened. All I can say is that this looks like a gangland hit if there ever was one, and that gentlemen on the cart is a known criminal.”

“There is no gang activity in my club, officer, I run a clean ship.” Megatron replied, desperately trying to hide the fact that he had no idea what the hell was going on.

“Well, all I can say is that this club is now a crime scene, and based on the lack of valid identification on most of the dancers here at the time of the murder, I would find a damned good lawyer if I were you.” At this, the detective turned his back on Megatron and began moving from witness to witness, taking reports. Megatron was filled with rage. His face tightened in an expression that looked as if it could call hellfire from the heavens. He stormed past the cops guarding the door and into the darkness of his club. Laserbeak fought his way out of the crowd and pulled out his cell phone.

“What’s the situation?”

“It’s not good, sir. The place is crawling with heat. Megatron is putting up a pretty good act of being clueless.”

“Megatron was there?”

“Of course…He did know about this didn’t he? Tell me you didn’t take any outside business to Megatron’s turf.”

“Don’t worry about it Laserbeak, what happened has nothing to do with you, and nothing to do with the Decepticons.”

“Skywarp is dead, Soundwave, how in sweet fuck does this not have to do with the Decepticons? Were the Autobots there? Who got him? I’d kill them myself if I could…”

“I said forget it about, Laserbeak! Get out of there before someone recognizes you. Keep an eye behind your back until you get home.”

“Whatever you say boss. Take care of yourself.”

Soundwave hung up the phone. All they could do now was wait. It wouldn’t do to draw more attention to themselves. With any luck, Megatron would have no reason to suspect them. Soundwave left Ravage and waked into the bedroom to try to repair the damage he had surely caused to Starscream. The boy was lying in bed, curled as close to the wall as possible. His sobs were audible over the wind outside. The room was dark, lit only by the moonlight filtering through the heavy drapes. Soundwave pulled Starscream onto his back. Soundwave knew that the only way to regain Starscream’s trust was through the intimacy that only two lovers can share. Soundwave pulled on the coat that they had used to obscure Starscream’s partial nudity during their escape. It easily fell open, leaving the boy again mostly undressed. Starscream struggled to turn away, but Soundwave forced his way on top of Starscream, pinning him to the mattress.

“What are you doing? Wouldn’t you rather fuck the new boy?”

“If that’s what you’d prefer. Ravage! Get the fuck in here!” From the other room came a fuzzy reply.

“What the hell? I’m trying to fuckin’ sleep!” Soundwave stood, leaving Starscream’s sight. Starscream heard his heavy footsteps from the adjoining room.

“Ow! Dammit! What the hell are you doing?” Ravage shrieked, followed by a loud thud and the sound of something being dragged across the floor. Soundwave reappeared, clutching Ravage’s ebony hair in his fist. The other D-con looked to finally be awake, but very unhappy. Soundwave threw him unceremoniously onto the bed at Starscream’s feet. Starscream looked up at him.

“What are you doing?”

“Only what you asked of me. I live to serve, Starscream.” With that, he ripped Ravage’s jeans down to his knees, shoving the young man’s face into the bed sheets. Ravage was forced into a presenting position, his face toward Starscream. His eyes were filled with shock. Soundwave spit onto Ravage’s ass. Ravage protested:

“What the fuck is going on now?” Soundwave responded by forcing two fingers into the tight hole. Starscream watched silently. Ravage clawed at the bed, trying to regain his composure. Soundwave quickly grabbed for the police-issue handcuffs on the bedside table. He pulled Ravage’s arms behind his back and locked the cuffs around them. Defenseless, Ravage shouted at his attacker.

“Exactly what did I do to deserve this?!”

“You had the nerve to walk into my apartment with an ass like this.” Soundwave withdrew his fingers, much to Ravage’s relief. Unfortunately, he suddenly heard the sound of a zipper behind him. A sudden revelation dawned on Ravage, and he desperately began to wish for more alcohol. He felt a sharp pressure that quickly developed to a sharp pain. Starscream winced as Ravage screamed. Tears filled Ravage’s eyes, spilling down his cheeks. Soundwave looked directly into Starscream’s eyes as he penetrated Ravage for the first time in years. He began thrusting, uncaring of Ravage’s shrieks of pain. He filled every inch of Ravage’s asshole. Ravage coughed as he groaned with pain.

Starscream tried to look away, but he couldn’t shut the sound out of his head. He was forced to look back, straight into his lover’s eyes. Soundwave paused as Starscream looked at him, and for a moment, the boy thought that Soundwave had finished punishing him. Without breaking his stare, Soundwave pulled out, flipping Ravage onto his back. He grabbed the man’s thighs, spreading his long legs. He crawled forward, his face barely a foot from Starscream’s, and reentered Ravage. Soundwave parted his lips, as if to move in for a kiss, but lowered his head, forcing his mouth down on top of his victim’s.

Soundwave’s tongue fought through Ravage’s lips, and into his mouth. Ravage continued to cry out, but he had lost the energy to physically fight back. Soundwave fucked him mercilessly. After a few more thrusts, Soundwave broke the kiss, pushing his body upward to look into Starscream’s eyes once again. He broke into a sneer as Ravage gave a sudden moan. Cum ran down the curve of Ravage’s ass as Soundwave pulled out. Starscream watched as the Decepticon stood and stroked the last few drops of cum out onto Ravage’s thighs. He then turned, finally looking away from Starscream, and walked into the shower.

The bathroom was filled with steam when Starscream entered, and Soundwave was barely visible through the fog. Starscream stepped into the tiled shower, looking up woefully into Soundwave’s eyes. Soundwave was silent. Starscream fell onto Soundwave’s chest, sobbing heavily. Soundwave was shocked, he began to wrap an arm around the boy, but stopped and let it fall to his side. Instead, he pushed Starscream away and fell to his knees. Soundwave pulled Starscream’s cock into his mouth, holding the boy’s ass with one hand. He let the boy grow hard against his tongue before sliding his mouth along the length of it. Starscream breathed heavily, moaning slightly between subsiding sobs. Soundwave moved quickly, allowing the head of Starscream’s cock to pass into his throat, sucking with each breath.

Within minutes, Starscream came. Soundwave pulled back, letting it spill between them. He stood and held Starscream in his arms.

“I won’t lose you, Starscream,” He said, his eyes closed. Starscream moaned into his chest.

“I love you, Soundwave.” They stood there for a long time, letting the hot water cascade around them. The steam poured out into the bedroom, where Ravage struggled against his bonds. He could swear he saw a dark figure beyond the drapes of the bedroom, a figure wearing a long trench coat. Without warning, the lights went black.
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