Jasper, Jack's POV
"You sure you'll be okay?"
"Yeah, c'mon Arcee. I've been alone at home plenty of times. Now go on, Optimus is waiting for you." I replied, leaning against the door frame of the front door.
She didn't seem any more at ease. I sighed.
"Go on. I'll call you if something happens, alright?" I persuaded. She was silent for a moment.
"Fine...Just be careful."
"Always am." I replied before giving her a parting wave and went back inside, locking the door behind me.
I watched as she took off down the road (her holoform activated, of course). I then turned and went to grab a jacket, deciding I'd rather go for a walk than sit around.
Shoving my cell phone in my pocket, I grabbed my house key and left, making sure to lock the door behind me.
I took off down the sidewalk, hands shoved into my jacket pockets.
Once I was at the edge of town (which was only a fifteen minute walk from my house), I took off down a dirt path that led into an area shaded by trees. It was my secret place to hang out, no one bothered to look down at the large clump of trees.
Once I was at the trees, I went to the side completely hiden from the road, and sat. Back leaning against a tree.
I sighed in content, tipping my head back and closing my eyes as a breeze brushed past.
Then a shadow fell over me, the ground shaking as there was a tremendous thud. I jumped up to my feet, stumbling a bit. I then looked up.
It was Soundwave.
I pulled out my cell phone as I went to run, but tentacles whiped out from him, one wrapping around my middle, another around my legs, and a third holding my wrists together tightly. A last tentacle wrapped around my neck, not tight enough to cut off my air flow, but tight enough to be a silent warning.
My phone clattered to the ground as I stared at Soundwave, I then snapped out of my fearful surprise, and strugled against his hold.
The tentacle around my neck tightend, and black spots filled my vision as I desperately tried to breath.
I then fell into darkness.
I slowly awoke, my neck was sore.
Memories crashed down on my head, and I gasped, looking around wildly.
I was in a small, dark cell. There was next to no light and it was cold, I was lucky to have my jacket. I slowly stood, stumbling a little as my stiff legs protested.
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed down the long hallway outside my cell. My nails scraped against the metal wall as it curled slightly, matching how my stomach felt.
A large 'con stopped in front of the cell, and in the barely existant light, I saw the face of Breakdown.
He entered the cell and grabbed me. I hissed in pain as he gripped me tightly. I could barely breath, and my ribs felt like they would snap at any moment as Breakdown walked down the hall. I didn't strugle, knowing I had no chance of getting off the Nemisis without a groundbridge. I'd also prefer to be alive when Arcee came and saved me.
He entered a room, and my heart dropped.
It was a torture chamber, I could easily tell. There were chains hanging from the ceiling and some contected to the walls, both for humans and Cybertronians. Strange, sharp objects waited to be used, and I felt like I would be sick.
He went over to a a wall, and used the human sized chains to chain me to the wall, my legs a few inches of the ground and bound together. My arms were chained together above me.
Breakdown smirked at me as I glared at him, then left without a word.
The silence rang in my ears, and my insides refused to stop twisting in fear. I tested the chains, but they were thuroughly plated into the wall.
I don't know how long I was there, just hanging, back pressed against the cold wall, but it was quite awhile.
My eyes snapped up as the door again hissed open and a 'con stepped in.
It was Megatron himself.
He smirked at me as he moved to stand before me and examined me. I growled low in my throat, and he chuckled darkly.
"I hope these quaters are to your liking, because you will be here for quite awhile. Unless you decide to cooperate, that is."
"As if I'd ever make thigs that easy for the 'cons." I replied harshly as I looked away from him.
He used a single claw to turn my head towards him and to look at him again. I glared heatedly into his blood colored optics. He then laughed so evily that a chill shot up my spine.
"It will be amusing to break you." He said, and I felt my blood run cold, and my glare falter. But then it returned full force and I replied.
"Do your worst."
He looked surprised, then he turned, going and taking an energon probe into his hand, he then turned to me, smirking.
"Then let the games begin."