The femme's stabilizing servos landed on the airship with a soft thud, her knees being bent to ease the fall. Her chin lifted and she glanced up at the menacing beast in front of her. It was colorful but not kind looking.
"Seems like Megatron has a new pet." Her body straightened up as the creature got closer, being sure to glare at the Autobot symbol on her black colored chest.
Of course she felt unnerved by this, but it didn't take away her fierce expression. "Ease up, I wish to see your master."
A soft growling noise left it's mouth, if you could even call it that, before it carefully stepped aside. Obviously it did not trust her yet, and was very cautious about her. The exact same way she felt about it.
Her flat feet began to move forward, bright blue eyes never letting him out of sight until she had no other choice. By then, it did not take long for the doors to close behind her. A soft sigh left the femme's mouth as she continued on into the Nemesis. That had not been a nice welcome at all, and before she could even curse at the beast, guards came running up to her with guns already prepared in their hands.
Their eyes fell on the Autobot symbol on her chest. "Surrender!" One of the Vehicons stated, a bit of fear in his voice. They had been scrapped way too many times by their enemies.
Her hands lifted into the air, and though her features weren't very threatening, her faceplate made her look like someone that you shouldn't mess with. "I'm here to see Lord Megatron."
The guards exchanged glances for a bit, before they nodded. "We will bring you to our master."
Right answer. As they began to walk, two in front and two behind, the dark colored femme came with them without any complaints. Only at times like these you could see what faction she truly belonged to, for her looks could be fitting both.
Few minutes passed, but they eventually reached the main bridge. As the doors slid open before her, the femme saw him standing by the window.
"Megatron..." She whispered to herself, her optics widdening a bit. No matter how often you would see him, there was no getting used to it. His whole armor looked menacing. The way he spoke was often full of power and intelligence. There was no doubting it, he intimidated this femme, just like he did with many other Cybertronians.
Said mech turned at the sound of the doors, and she was urged forward by the two drones behind her. Her mind came back to reality, and after just a few steps, the femme knelt before the Decepticon leader in an elegant manner.
A short silence followed, to which she peeked up slightly, fearing there would be a fist against her faceplates sometime soon. But it did not come.
"Nightshade, report." His tone was harsh and expecting. Not that she had expected any different.
"The mission was succesful, my liege." Her servo went to her back where a small compartment opened. She revealed a small object that had been hidden inside. "I have succesfully taken the nano-technology you requested."
As her eyes glanced up to take in his reaction, she noticed that he was more than pleased. His left servo was held open, to which she stood and carefully placed the object into his claw.
"The Autobots do not know I was behind it. They think a Decepticon sneaked in last night to steal it. I can assure you, they're not very happy." If Megatron was satisfied, then her arrogance would certainly come back to her, as could be heard in her voice.
"Foolish Autobots." A smirk formed on the leader's faceplates as he took a better look at the small device, holding it between two of his digits. "They are too blinded by their will to trust, that they cannot see it when a spy is among their ranks."
This made her grin a little as well, even though he had not directly complimented her or anything. "Which is very useful for us. Though I must admit that I miss not being in the presence of any Decepticons." Particulary Megatron, but she would not voice that.
His crimson eyes fell on her small and slender figure, "You are more than welcome to come back as soon as you have finished your duties. By that time, there will be no Autobot to even worry about."
A saddening thought. Their leader did not want her here until the war was over. Surely she understood. It was her job, and the only spy around that could actually still pull it off, for the Autobots knew all the other Decpeticons around.
Though he took notice of her new expression, it did not move him in the slightest. "You should leave before they become suspicious of your absence."
"Of course, my liege." One arm was placed before her chest as she made a small bow. There was no arguing his orders. Like them or not, they will be carried out. For now, it was the best she could do, did she ever want to live among them again and be a true Decepticon. It was hard not even being able to bear their symbol.
It took her a bit, but eventually the femme turned to leave this room. To leave the ship. On the flightdeck, the beast tried to stop her, but Megatron quickly communicated for it to stand down.
He really did want her gone, didn't he? Nightshade chuckled softly to herself, even if it was to ease the pain nagging in her spark. Her optics brightened up looking at the sky, the beautiful blue color fitting the day more than the night, as her name would hint at. With a few sounds, she was back in the air as a jet. A form that Fowler had given her, seemingly somewhat happy to see a flying Autobot.
How wrong they were.