A/N: Hey guys, welcome to my new story! (For the record if any of you are worried that I'm leaving my other story Scars, don't be. I have a lot of free time lately and have decided to try a Decepticon love story. Scars is still my number one priority, so it'll be updated first and foremost before this.) This chapter is just so I can see what you guys think of it. REVIEWS, so I can decide on continuing or not, would be highly appreciated! This starts between ROTF and DOTM. I hope you guys enjoy and welcome my new OC Rose with open arms!

A small sigh of relief escaped the Decepticon leader's lips as he rested against the cliff side. He was in so much pain, it felt like everything was hurting. Giving a disgusted growl he threw his broken arm into the forest, where it hit a tree with a thump. Optimus did this to him, he killed his master and sliced off his arm. "Optimus." He hissed the name, venom oozing out of that one hated word. He was his brother, but they never acted like brothers. It seemed like they were destined to hate each other from the start. As he was the leader of the Decepticons, and Optimus was the leader of the Autobots. Optimus and his dinky little team were responsible for this whole war, and the destruction of their beloved home Cybertron. Megatron looked up at the sky, wishing it was nighttime so he could look for his planet.

Rose Starlane was hiking through the forest when she saw a tree fall just to the left of her. Jumping slightly, she headed over to the large oak, curious as to what caused it to fall down. Her auburn eyes widened when she found a large piece of metal a few feet away from it. Cautiously, she walked over to it to get a better look. It almost looked like an arm. Wrapping her hands around it, she found that it was quite heavy, but she could handle it.

Rose had a love for machinery, and art. Whenever she got the chance, and a nice piece of scrap metal, she'd tinker with it and usually made something amazing out of it. Not many people knew about her passion though, she knew she'd be a laughing stock if anyone found out. They knew she was very artistic, but they never knew she was artistic with metal. Still, she wanted to get a better look at this 'arm.' Maybe she could use it to finish a part for a kitchen appliance that her mother broke.

Once she reached her favorite spot she dropped the arm and huffed exhaustedly, it was way heavier than she thought. Turning towards the view she took in the sights around her. She had a clear view of the ocean from her cliff, and salty breezes would blow off and hit her from time to time, which for some reason calmed her immensely. She had always loved the water. Putting her wavy chocolate brown hair in a ponytail she rolled of her sleeves and got to work. Taking a few parts here, and putting it in a different place. A soft smile graced her face as she worked, she loved the fact that she could get away from society for awhile and just take some time to relax.

Rose knew she was a very quiet girl, and preferred hanging out with a few close friends than a whole crowd. Many people came to her for advice, whether it be for relationship troubles, depression, or just plain choices that they are unsure to make without some guidance. Rose may be seventeen, but people, some even older than her thought she was very wise. If people didn't come to her for advice, they came for a smile. Everyone loved her smiles, they could light up a room or cheer someone up on one of their gloomiest days. They held so much love in them, and so much love she had to give.

Rose finished taking all the parts off of the skeleton. And was just about to start looking at it, when she heard a groan of what sounded like pain. She stopped what she was doing and listened closely, hoping to catch whatever did it if it did it again. Sure enough another groan was heard. Rose got up and started walking towards the sound, it didn't sound like an animal, it was more humanlike. A concerned look etched itself into her face. She hoped that whoever it was, that she could help them. She pushed through the trees, going towards the sound. It got louder and louder until she gasped. It wasn't a human at all, and quite frankly, she had no idea what it was.

This metal being was much taller, standing at about 30 feet. It was built like a human, with two legs and one…arm. She glanced back at the piece of metal she took apart. That was probably it's arm! She heard another painful groan, and knew what she had to do. Scary or not it needed her help, she could put it's arm back on if it let her. She just hoped it wouldn't squish her in the meantime. Jogging back to the metal arm she quickly put all the pieces back on and dragged it towards the metal person. Still hidden in the trees, she took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, and walked out into the open, arm in tow.

Megatron glared down at the human femme, taking note of how she had his broken arm. "What do you want insect!" He yelled.

Rose shrunk back but held her ground. Trying to keep her voice as clear as possible she said, "I found your arm, and I was wondering…if you, if you would like me to put it back on?"

Megatron's glare became one of surprise. Had this human just asked him, the leader of the Decepticons, keen on wiping out their race, if he wanted her help? He glanced down at his torn shoulder. It was giving him a lot of pain, maybe he could let her try, just so he could go back to his base without looking so weak. But no, that would make him look weak, "What makes you think I want your help?" He snapped.

Rose glared at him, she may be nice but when it came to somebody's wellbeing, no matter how much of a jerk they are, she didn't tolerate nonsense. She put her hands on her hips, not intimidated by his glare. "Well I could hear you crying out in pain so it obviously hurts! Could you let go of your pride for one minute just so I can help you?"

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, this female human, who knew full well that he could squash her like a bug, was ordering him around! "No! Leave me at peace insect! I do not wish to be annoyed by pathetic organisms like yourself!"

Rose rolled her eyes. Even when he yelled at her he sounded like he was in pain. Throwing the arm on the ground she turned on her heel, about to leave. "Fine! I was just trying to help! Your arm is clean off your body, half of your face is gone, and you've got dents and scratches all through your metal! If I were you I'd want me to help you! Maybe then you wouldn't be so goddamn cranky!" Huffing she jogged away, intent on leaving the area immediately.

Megatron sat there, stunned. No one in his millions of years had ever stood up to him like that. He knew he should've killed her right on the spot, but for some reason, he found her bravery…refreshing. Every soldier he had cowered away in fear when he was near, as they should. If any of them made a mistake he'd kill them right then and there, and they knew that. But that femme, he'd never seen anything like it in a human before. She was different from the others, way less disgusting. Maybe he should let her help him, after all, if she did anything wrong he could just kill her.

Satisfied with his conclusion his got up, hissing in pain. It wasn't that hard to find her, given he was taller than most of their 'trees' as they called them. She was picking up her belongings, getting ready to leave. Megatron walked through the trees towards the little human, surprised that she hadn't noticed his presence yet. Transformers usually made a little more noise, given their size. He tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump back in fear. Sadly what she didn't realize was that she was right on the edge of the cliff. She looked up at the metal man with terrified eyes, before she fell to the sea. Screaming as loud a she could, she braced for impact. But suddenly, the air stopped whooshing past her and she came to a halt. Opening her eyes, she looked around to see what happened. A long talon-like hand had grabbed her just before she hit the water. She felt the digits wrap around her as she was heaved up back onto the cliff. Megatron stood up with his palm faced up so she could sit properly on it. He moved his hand so she was right against his face, a red glow illuminating her whole body. "Why did you do that?" He hissed menacingly.

Rose gulped, he was mad now. But, why did he save her in the first place. "I-I'm sorry, you startled me and I-"

"I don't want to hear your excuses child. I have decided to accept your help, that is the only reason why I saved you, you could be of use to me." He lowered his hand so she could climb off. She swayed a little, still a little shaky from her fall. Megatron put one talon in front of her body to steady her, humans could be so weak.

Rose picked up her belongings and headed towards the woods, but stopped when she didn't hear him walking behind her. She turned around and looked at him confused. "Aren't you coming?"

"Where are we going?"

"To my shop, I need to get some supplies to fix your arm and face. I don't have all the necessary tools I need to do the job."

Megatron understood, he transformed into the jet and opened the door. "Come, I'll fly us there, then we will come straight back so I do not bring any attention to myself."

Rose nodded and climbed in, gasping when the seatbelt strapped itself around her. Making herself comfortable, a question coming to mind. "Hey, I never got your name."

They rode in silence before the communicator crackled to life, "My designation is Megatron, leader of the Decepticons."

Rose almost smirked at the lofty air in his voice. Leader huh? We'll just see about that. "My name is Rose, but I guess you can just call me insect or whatever." She giggled a little.

"Yes, I think I'll stick to insect."

A/N: Whew! That took a good two hours to come up with! As I said before, REVIEW! I NEED to know what you guys think! Continue or don't continue?

Thanks so much.

~Courtney