Author's Notes: Well, I wasn't sure if I should post chapter 1 of this fic when I've already got two other stories going, but I just have such a good feeling about this story that I couldn't help myself! I know amnesia is a cliched premise, but making a cheesy plot line good is a challenge I just couldn't pass up! I hope everyone enjoys this story. Please review, follow, and favorite to see more :)

Chapter 1

The Scrape

It had been a daunting battle against the Autobots, and the Decepticons had limped away in defeat as always. Megatron and Starscream were both injured and in very sore spirits. Starscream could be heard complaining from one end of the ship all the way to the other, and no one envied Hook's task of repairing Megatron after such a humiliating defeat against Optimus Prime.

"Just relax sir, and I will be done with you shortly," Hook said in an effort to placate the old warlord.

"Just fix me!" Megatron barked, "Are you sure I have to be put under for this?"

"Oh my, yes!" Hook replied immediately, "I need to drain excess energon from your helm and reattach the sensitive wires connecting your right optic to your processor. I promise I will do everything I can to speed up the process without damaging your systems, my lord."

"Hey! What about me!?" Starscream hollered from across the medical bay, "I don't want to be fixed by that careless Scavenger! Why can't you do it? Or at least get Scrapper to do it! I'm sick of being treated like a second class citizen!"

"Silence, Starscream!" Megatron growled, "I have a headache, and you are not helping! One more word out of you and I'll have Hook reassemble you as a minibot! Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, Megatron…" Starscream replied; cowed by Megatron's venomous tone.

Hook sighed and began his unenviable assignment of repairing Megatron's energon loss and disconnected optic. It was always hectic in his medbay.

Soundwave came in a few moments later carrying Rumble and Frenzy, who had sustained damage. Rumble's left leg was dangling by a few wires at the knee and Frenzy's steering was shot; causing him to bump into things. Hook ordered them to wait for an available medic while he continued his delicate work on attaching the optic.

Before long Rumble and Frenzy got bored just sitting around on the berth waiting to be treated, and Rumble thought it would be funny to set Frenzy on the ground and see where he went. Frenzy had no control over his direction, and soon he was stumbling around all over the medbay! Bonecrusher thought it was funny, but Hook was irritated by the distraction while he held his screwdriver precariously over the small wiring and processor connections of his mighty leader.

Before long the medbay was awash with familiar chaos. Starscream was yelling, Rumble was laughing his helm off, Frenzy was bumping into walls and equipment trays, Scrapper was running around trying to catch Frenzy, and Scavenger was begging Starscream to just calm down and let him finish his repairs! All in all, it was just another day at Decepticon Headquarters.

Hook was grumpy but still working despite the many distractions all around him. He was used to tuning out his fellow officers as if they weren't there. Unfortunately, that talent was both a blessing and a curse. It was a blessing because he could work, but it was a curse because he didn't even notice when Frenzy came up behind him! The little black and red cassette twin bumped right into Hook; causing the screwdriver in his hand to scrape across Megatron's core processor!

Everything in the room seemed to stop and go dead silent as they all looked at first their leader's prone form and then at the shocked and guilty looking Hook! He was so slagged. If Megatron survived he would make sure the Constructicon suffered…

"Megatron! Lord Megatron! Speak to me!" He could hear a frantic voice calling.

"You've really done it now!" He heard a screechy voice reply, "Now he's going to take you apart and give your pieces to Shockwave!"

"My scans are returning now! Maybe this will tell me the extent of the damage…" The first voice said in a worried tone.

Gee, whoever this Megatron guy is sure is lucky… He thought. He has a lot of people who care about him. Maybe I should online my optics to see what's going on…

He turned on his optics and looked up into the blinding light shining above him! That wasn't the smartest idea he'd ever had! Then again...What was the smartest idea he ever had? He couldn't remember. When he turned to his right side he could see a red silver and blue seeker sneering at someone off in the distance. When the seeker caught sight of him, he shouted "Hey, Hook! He's awake!"

Who is that guy? He thought as he tried to concentrate on the face. Ow! Why does everything hurt? Was I in danger? Did that seeker rescue me? I wonder if anyone misses me...Wait! Why can't I remember anyone I know? Why can't I remember my name? What is going on?!

He was scared now as he looked around the purple colored room. He looked at his hands...They were black, and attached to silver arms. His right arm had a big black cannon. Why wasn't any of this registering? Why couldn't he remember what he looked like?

"Oh dear…" He heard the first voice say, "According to the scans, Megatron's central memory storage files were corrupted!"

Wow, I wouldn't want to be that guy! He thought as he turned around to look at the owner of the voice; a green and purple mech with a dull charcoal colored helm.

"What does that mean?" The screechy one asked impatiently.

"It means he has lost the memories of his entire life! His very identity is gone!" The green mech said frantically, "The good news is that it's not permanent. His self repair should fix the damage, but it could take anywhere from a few days to a few weeks earth time. He won't know who he is or who we are, but hopefully he hasn't lost any of his skills. I don't know for certain."

"Excuse me?" He interrupted the two conversing mechs, "Are you talking about me? Because I'm having some problems with my memory right now. Is that me?"

"Megatron! You're awake!" The green mech answered him with fear in his optics, "I am so glad you're alright, sir! I promise you, the memory loss is not permanent! You will be fine soon. Just please don't panic!"

"I'm not panicking, you are," Megatron pointed out, "By the way, do I know you?"

"Yes sir, I am Hook, your loyal physician!" Hook replied obsequiously, "This is your second in command; Starscream."

"Hello Starscream. Hello Hook. It's nice to meet both of you," Megatron replied in a friendly tone of voice, "If I may ask though...Second in command of what?"

"Of the Decepticons, you brain dead dolt!" Starscream shouted angrily, "This is just ridiculous! Hook, he cannot be fit for duty! He's clearly out of his mind!"

"Megatron is our leader, and I will not hear another word about it!" Hook shouted back at Starscream, "Now, Soundwave has agreed to show Megatron around in an effort to speed the healing process along, but I will not have you speaking ill of our master that way!"

"Master? Leader? Am I the leader of the deceptions?" Megatron asked obliviously.

"Decepticons!" Starscream corrected him; his tone furious.

"Oh, right. Sorry," Megatron nodded; undisturbed by Starscream's outburst, "So, when do I meet...um, what was his name? Something wave…"

"Soundwave, my lord," Hook replied smoothly, "He is your third in command and one of your most loyal subjects. He will tell you all you need to know about your identity and your duties as leader of the Decepticons."

"Why can't he do it?" Megatron asked while pointing to Starscream, "He outranks the other guy. Does Soundwave know me better or something?"

"Just trust me when I say Soundwave is the better option in this case," Hook said as Starscream huffed at being dissed by a Constructicon, "Oh, here he is now!"

Megatron looked over at the entrance to see a dark blue and white carrier model entering the room. His red visor stared straight ahead, and he walked with silent and deliberate steps to where Megatron was sitting on his medical berth. Megatron was unnerved by this new mech, and he didn't want to be left alone with him.

"Hook, I really would feel more comfortable if Starscream came with us," Megatron said as politely as he could manage, "After all, he's my second in command. He should know as much as Soundwave knows about me, right?"

Everyone in the room stared at him as if he grew a second helm! He was asking for Starscream? He wanted the mech that had tried to kill him time and time again to accompany him during his most vulnerable moment? Even Starscream was staring at him in shock!

"That will not be necessary, Megatron," Soundwave broke the silence first, "Come with me."

Megatron didn't want to go with the tape deck with the creepy monotone, but there was something deep inside of him that said he shouldn't show fear to anyone here. He didn't know why, but this place put him on edge. There was something here that was a threat to his life, and he needed to look big and tough if he was going to stay alive. Unfortunately, that was all he knew of his new surroundings. He couldn't even remember his own name for more than a few seconds!