FANDOM: G1
CHARACTER OR PAIRING: Megatron/Skyfire
PROMPT: Need
RATING: G
REQUESTED BY: TicTac

"Your doubts plague you, do they not?"

Skyfire startled, looking up from the cold ice and back to the approaching warlord. Megatron moved to his side, a relaxed, confident smile on his gray faceplates. "I'm sorry," the shuttle mumbled, "I was just thinking."

"Thinking of the choice you have made?" Megatron inquired.

"I..." Skyfire paused. He cast his gaze into the surface of the ice, seeing his reflection cold in its surface. The violent red of his optics, the purple insignia on his chest. "I am still very... surprised. By everything. One klik, I was peacefully soaring through the stars and next..." He frowned sadly. "I'm suddenly in the middle of a war I know nothing about."

Megatron nodded. "Dear Skyfire, you're shell shocked from your long deactivation. It is only natural for you to feel this way," he replied. "But I can assure you you've made a wise decision in joining my ranks."

Skyfire didn't believe him, not totally. "Is that true?" he asked in a small voice.

"Of course," the Decepticon leader purred. "We are the faction fighting for the best of Cybertron, the side who desires to see her and our people flourish." He shook his head then, gave a disappointed, long sigh. "The Autobots, they are dead set in their old, outdated and traditional ways," he insisted, "making them very rigid, close minded--they are too attached with the bleak past, refusing to look to the bright, more progressive future." Putting his arms behind his back, Megatron coyly leaned forward to look up into Skyfire's bowed face. "As a scientist, surely you understand the need to evolve and mature, and stinting such growth is unforgivable."

Skyfire frowned. "That is true," he agreed weakly. His optics narrowed, moving to the dark, winter skies. "I just... I just wish war hadn't been the only outcome or solution for whatever had happened. I don't like the idea of harming anyone, you see."

Megatron's grin quirked. "It is an... necessary evil," he said quietly. "But the Autobots must learn to let go of the past and stop the future from dwindling away into nothingness." He moved forward, and Skyfire noticed this mech was very confident, very proud, by the way he stood so firm and tall. "The Decepticons will see that Cybertron gets her glorious rewards!"

Cybertron--it had been so long. Skyfire wasn't sure if he'd feel like an alien on his own planet as much as he did here. "Yes... Cybertron, she deserves the best..." he murmured.

The warlord turned to face the giant mech. "Which is why," he said, gently placing a hand on Skyfire's arm, "we need you at our side. My side."

Skyfire remained quiet for a moment or two. He looked from Megatron's smile, to the symbol on his chest. Finally, he placed a large hand on the warlord's and nodded.