Rather short chapter this time around. Next one will make up for it, maybe. Enjoy.
Words in italics are inner thoughts
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro, not me.
Scourge hit the floor unceremoniously, screaming in agony. Megatron towered over the blue mech with a look of distain. The flier's right wing had been bent, claw marks marring the surface as they did his chassis. He lowered his head to the tyrant in submission.
Cheers erupted from those around them. Megatron paid them little mind as he walked over to Shockwave whom he had left in charge of his fusion cannon. With his prized weapon back in its rightful place, he spared the two a glance.
The warlord walked with the purple cyclopean as the other went to the medbay for repairs. It had been five orns since Megatron's return to Cybertron and he was taking the time to hone his soldiers' capabilities for the next Autobot encounter. Unfortunately, it appeared they had gone soft on him. Scourge had been the only one to challenge him thus far, and now Megatron was bored.
Don't worry, dear leader, ah, there was Starscream's voice; the gun former was beginning to think the Seeker had left him. Soon your ever faithful Second shall return.
Shockwave lead them to the private quarters of Cybertron's Decepticon forces. The purple mech was saying something about a recent recruit. Really, they were still getting those? Megatron had thought that all of Cybertron had already decided on their place in this ongoing war. It seemed the universe was still full of surprises for the tyrant. Hopefully this one would be better than the last surprise the silver mech had received.
Faithful indeed, Megatron mentally growled at the being taking refuge in his processor.
Well things didn't quite turn out in my favor either, now did they? The Seeker retorted.
It was your own doing, Megatron pointed out.
At least I didn't become someone's lackey, Starscream sneered.
No, you're just my eternal punishment.
The two of them continued as Shockwave led his leader to their destination. A door slid by, granting them access to a random room. Megatron entered first with his subordinate close behind as the door slid shut again. The silver mech stopped abruptly as he laid optics on the room's occupant.
"My lord," Shockwave began as he stood between the two. "Allow me to introduce Nightbird."
"It is an honor, Lord Megatron," the femme greeted.
The Decepticon Commander could feel a processor ache coming on as he was assaulted with angry shrieks. Regaining his composure before the others could notice he crossed the room to properly greet the 'new' recruit. A growl replaced the shrieks as he took Nightbird's hand in his own.
"The pleasure is all mine," Megatron said before kissing her hand.
