Author's note: Um, my first non-sappy oneshot? (seriously, I'm thinking of taking 'Scary Couple' off of here. I just wanted to do something with the pairing, that's all.) but anyway, Just something that popped in my head one day when I was thinking about how in real wars, there are no truly "good" guys. Plus, I was tired of everyone painting Megatron as the big bad bot. And I also think that Megatron is really, really hot.
"Fools," Thought Megatron with disdain, looking down on the crowd that was cheering over his defeat, clapping their hands and beating their fists in the air, whooping and celebrating that the war was over, with his head in the air. "You don't know anything. The war isn't over, not by a long shot, not till everyone is happy."
No matter how many times he said, repeated, even shouted the reason he had started this slagging war in the first place, they just ignored him, or wrote off the entire reason as an excuse for taking over the universe.
Megatron had to admit though, that having that much power would be pleasurable and he had diverted most of his attention to doing just that for a while, but he did, for the most part, keep at his original goal: To overthrow the Autobot government, instate a new, better government where all Cybertronians were treated equally, no matter of who their parents were, what they were programmed to be, what they do, and where they were born. Especially where they were born. Whenever he was captured (that, thankfully, was not frequent) he was interrogated and tortured for any information he was willing to give, which wasn't much, except his true goal.
"Nonsense," They touted stubbornly. "Our government is fine, it's equal. No one bot can rule over all, so of course it's fair."
Megatron only countered back. "Try getting into politics without any previous knowledge of your parents, little to no money, with absolutely no background, whatsoever, except for maybe being able to say that you were born somewhere in southern Kaon."
Whenever he said that, the Autobot questioning him would always sputter for a moment, and then would go on to shout "LUNACY!" or some other similar word that said what the Autobot thought of Megatron's sanity, and would then proceed stomp out of the room to glare through the two-way mirror.
Megatron lowered his head on his chest for a mere moment to rest, just the smallest bit, from standing straight tied to a board, but the crowd went wild, seeing him weak. Megatron put his head back up again, ignoring the aching in his infrastructure.
"Stupid idiots. They started the war themselves."
I would appreciate reviews to improve my writing, this is my first time ever writing something similar to angst.
