Red.
His eyes were red.
Fiery red, so intense Y/n's whole soul trembled and she could only stare wide-eyed, voice having escaped her. The huge alien creature was looking into her e/c eyes, his expression unreadable. After a moment, his eyes dangerously narrowed.
"It is rude not to answer when spoken to, human."
"I-I'm sorry," she heard herself say much to his and her own surprise. The apology was instinctive, and, putting more meaning behind her words she spoke again, trying not to think of how powerful and dangerous the being before her was and how her heart was pounding at a rate so high that she was suprised she didn't have a heart attack yet.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just...I was startled, I hope you can understand why."
She absentmindedly waved her hand at the titan, clearly referencing his size. The cybertronian raised an optic ridge, this was not the reaction he expected from a femme of the primitive species. She interpreted it as a sign to continue.
"My name is Y/n. I live here, so I heard the commotion and went to see what was happening," she explained, finally able to keep her voice somewhat calm and her breathing steady.
"Is that so," the metal giant slowly said, his eyes closely studying Y/n's face for signs of treachery.
"It is," the young woman nodded, keeping her back straight and looking back into his red eyes. Acting with dignity was about the only thing she was able to do now. This seemed to either amuse the alien or annoy him, she was not sure by the way his eyes narrowed again.
"...Y/n, " the mech slowly said, trying the name on his glossa while looking over the small female again, now with more thought. She only nodded, noticing how the heartbeat that she calmed with such effort instantly quickened again.
"Why are you here?" the alien questioned and Y/n was faced with a dilemma: should she tell him everything right now or should she keep her involvement with his race a secret? She was not a fan of spilling the information before she knew more about what was going on but how long would it take for him to figure out that she lied to him? By his look and behaviour she gathered he wasn't one to treat something like that lightly.
Suddenly, another jet appeared, and, transforming in the air, landed somewhat behind the steel-colored giant, revealing to be one of those black and purple mechs.
"Lord Megatron," the cybertonian spoke with a bow, seemingly not noticing the human. "I have gathered the information you requested. As you were still in the area I decided to bring it to you myself, sir."
"Lord Megatron?" the young woman looked back to the larger mech. So his name was Megatron. And he was a ruler of sorts? Y/n had thought that he was some sort of military officer, but this was far beyond that. The realization must have been written on her face as a small smirk appeared on the cybertonian leader's face. The giant turned to face his subordinate.
"We're leaving, you will report to me on the way to the Nemesis."
"Affirmative, si-Sir!"
Y/n was now staring into the mechs blaster. Just her luck. Instinctively, she looks up at the steel-colored cybertronian in hopes that he calms one of his "men" down. He only chuckles darkly, but a moment later says:
"Leave it."
The subordinate looks up at him in what seems to be confusion, but immediately lowers his weapon as it transforms back into his arm.
"I trust you won't be running to your species screaming about aliens anytime soon," his low voice is thick with mockery. Y/n lets out a nervous laugh.
"I would rather not be seen as insane. And not be killed by you."
The titan smirks, his steel-colored armor reflecting the first rays of the rising sun.
"I will know if you attempt to flee," he warns and, with that, transforms into the strange jet and flies away together with his underling.
"...Well then. Fuckitty fuck," the mentally exausted young woman said as she watched them dissapear in the distance.
She left her life behind, moved to the middle of nowhere, avoided almost any contact with the outside world - and trouble still somehow found her.