I blink my optics open as I awake from recharge, staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I let out a click, blinking again and sat up on a...berth? The rush from sitting up to fast causes my helm-ache to increase, letting out a groan as I raise a servo to rub my helm, shutting my optics tight to avoid the lights above me. Shaking my helm then, I glance around the room I was in. It looked like some sort of med bay. What was I doing here in a place like this? Am I sick? Am I getting an operation? I shake those thoughts out of my head, my frame shivering and I swing my legs off the berth, standing up from it.

Panning around the room, making sure that no one was around, I start to walk around to find an exit out of here. I scowl at myself for ending up walking against the wall in order to find the doors, sliding across the edges of the room. I whirl in aproval in finding the doors before gasping as they hiss open, causing me to fall down into the hallway outside. I look back up after spitting out dust to see two drones frozen in place, staring at me.

I click as a reaction, blinking and stumble on to stand back up on my pedes, letting out a brief, nervous laugh. The drones exchange glances before looking back at me.

"We would request you to return inside the med bay." One of the drones said. I became flustered, taking a step back from the drones and flinch when they took a step towards me, drawing out their cannons. "I believe that won't be necessary," A red 'bot says as he steps past the drones, "Lower your weapons."

The drones did as they were told and dismissed their cannons, one of them letting out a grunt and continued on down the hallway. I watch as they stepped by, cautiously taking a step to the side to avoid anymore contact with them.

"I apologize for that unfortunate greeting." The red 'bot chuckles as he steps next to me, "My name's Knockout, if you haven't known already. It's a pleasure to finally meet the rookie: Swiftcut." I gave the mech a look, taking a step back from him as well, "Swiftcut? If that my name? And what do you mean by 'rookie'?" I asked, raising an optic ridge.

"I will gladly answer your questions once we begin our little tour around the Nemesis. Now, shall we?" He smirks, bowing for me to walk first. I gave him another look, remaining in place as I scan his frame up and down. Knockout stands straight, shrugging and starts to walk down the hall first.

"So you said that we're currently on board the Nemesis. Isn't that a Decepticon warship?" I ask, my expression skeptical. "You are correct. It is run by Lord Megatron himself." Knockout replied. "If that's the case, why am I on this ship? I don't remember being assigned to the Decepticon cause, let alone the Autobots." I add. "Well, you see, dear Swiftcut, you have been a Decepticon for quite some time now. The reason why you don't remember any of this is because of a wretched blow to the helm from an Autobot, causing your processor to malfunction only slightly, having your memories jammed up." He explains.

I make a look at him, "You seem to know a lot on the medical subject." The mech chuckles once more, "Well, I am a doctor after all. If I didn't know much, I might as well be the one to receive medical care after a thrashing," Knockout takes a gander at his digits, "not that I would let that happen."

I can't help but smirk a little from that. After a short while, Knockout has given me a tour around the ship. And yet, there's still so much to explore around the warship. "And this will be the end of the tour," Knockout vents and glances to me, "any questions?" I reply my helm as a reply. He nods and starts to walk away, leaving me. I blink, "Wait." He stops and looks over his shoulder to look at me, raising an optic ridge, "I have much work to do, you know. Make it quick, rookie."

"What are the Autobots like to me? I feel like I have some sort of connection to them, but I can't think more of it." I ask, clenching my servos into fists. Knockout's expression remained neutral, though his red optics had a look to them that cannot be explained. He looks away, his back facing to me, "The only connection you have with them is that they are your enemies. You despise Autobots. Nothing more, nothing less."

With that, he leaves me alone in a lone hallway. I narrow my optics at him, thinking over what he had just said. I despised the Autobots? It sure doesn't feel like it. Or was it the other way around? I can't even think much about it. I had a strange feeling within my chestplate now, but I shake it off and begin to travel around the Nemesis even more, on my own. Going down a random hallway, I hear muffled voices behind a door next to me. My antennas flicker, making a look of curiosity and step closer to the door, about to listen in on the voices.

"Rookie!" I jump and look over to another drone, who was stepping over towards me. He grabs my arm and starts pulling me away from the door. "H-Hey!" I shout, stumbling over a bit as I was being pulled. "Knockout has requested for you to return to the med bay." the drone says firmly. I take a quick glance over my shoulder just to see the door open and I was pulled by a corner, not able to see who the occupant of the room was.

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