(( @daz-a-megzie || continued from [x] ))
Megatron’s entire frame was tense as Bee spoke, strong urges taking over. He offlined his optics and shuttered them tightly before they onlined again, a much brighter purple now. Without hesitation a servo lashed out and grabbed Bee’s arm, dark energon beginning to coat it. The limb was altered and fixed, the coloration all wrong now. A deep purple had taken over where bright yellow had once been.
All of this took place almost instantly, the limb feeling cold. The lines in the limb, thankfully, were frozen and unable to spread the dark energon but the affects would weaken the scout. Bee had control over his arm and the pain had stopped.
Megatron stepped back and huffed, giving his helm a small shake. His optics faded back to a lesser purple and he looked Bee over.
Before he could dodge, Megatron’s servo was once again wrapped around his hydraulic. A high-pitched whine emitted from his voice box as he struggled in the grip, trying to tug the broken limb away. The hold was far from gentle and he felt the two ends of the strut rubbing against each other in the worst way.
Once the Dark Energon hit his armor, Bumblebee froze. There wasn’t much more he could do. The concentration was far too high for his frame and as the substance spread, the glitching in his HUD got worse. He watched as the purple coloring traveled up his hydraulic, distantly noting that the pain was subsiding.
As soon as Megatron let go, he stumbled. Most of the pain was gone, but he felt sick and weak and Primus, he couldn’t even hold himself up. Bumblebee sank to his knees, hydraulic hanging uselessly by his side. “What the frag did you just do?”