I don't know if any human will ever read this, but one day soon this will be official Cybertronian history. My spark-mate will be resurrected. We will crush the Autobots and enslave the humans. You all will regret everything that you've done to me. You will know who it was that destroyed your perfect little pathetic lives and despair. My lord Megatron WILL rule, with me by his side.
I will start this from the beginning. I am not ashamed of my human origins, though I imagine this bit of history will be erased after my Megs returns.
The autobots, in all their stupidity have tried multiple times to bring me to their side from the beginning. They know of my power and fear it but will never harness it. I am not a pet for any loathsome human or autobot. I only fight for Megatron.
Ironically I owe what I am today to that fool Starscream. Had it not been for his meddling and disregard for fleshlings' lives I would not be here today.
It started with dreams, simulations humans have while in a stasis-like state, likely from their primitive brains shorting out. I don't remember when the dreams started only that they'd been the same for as long as I remember. It scared my fleshling parents that as a young child (human version of a protoform) I'd wake up after having night terrors and describe terrible things that my sheltered mind should have never known. It didn't take long for them to send me to a psychologist or for that psychologist to put me on a mind numbing medication. It didn't stop the dreams though only made them less intense. It also made them clearer, I could for once hear what was being said even though I couldn't understand the language. They were always shouting.
Well I got through high school, barely. Known for my strength and cruelty I didn't have nor need any companions and spent my time facing some sort of punishment. For a while I lived with my parents, never questioning my need for the pills the psychologist prescribed so long ago. Eventually I left them, tired of their nagging and accusations. I didn't need them for I knew I was meant for something grander.
Homelessness wasn't that bad. Once I grew used to the taste of dog, I began to love it. Puppies were especially delicious. It didn't take long before I was out of pills. I was quickly taken in by a street gang and again became renowned for my cruelty towards those weaker than myself. I moved up the ranks in the short time I was with them and was much feared and respected. Shortly after I ran out of pills though the dreams began to change; it was as if I was being pulled towards something. I left the gang much to the ire of it's leaders but they knew not to oppose me and they might've been slightly thankful. I had been turning my bloodlust towards my 'comrades.' Always north I went until bitter cold stopped me. I stayed a winter in a small town in southern Canada, they were… kind people and will be spared during the upcoming conquest. Summer came though and I left them for north once again. I didn't get far.
Chapter One Complete
ALL HAIL MEGATRON