After Megatron brought Alina back to her bed, he had shrunk again and lay down on her, and after a while fell into stasis as well.

However, the girl was going through a bad dream. She rolled over in bed with a whimper until she woke up from her nightmare with a scream.

Sweat ran down her face, Alina looked around frantically. To her relief, she was in her room on the Nemesis. Her breath was heavy and something was moving next to her.

"Why are you awake right now ... you made noise". The 16-year-old swallowed slightly at Megatron's question. "II ... I had a ... nightmare ..."

She pulled her legs tight to her body. The warlord sat up and looked at Alina. "A nightmare? ... About what?"

Then there was a little swallow. "II-you ... can also dream?" "Of course we do ...," he said, pulling the girl on his shoulder and putting an arm around her. "... what did you see in a dream".

Alina looked away briefly, she was a little uncomfortable with this, but maybe it helped to talk about it. "E-It was from my past ... when I was still living with my parents ...", she started.

"Everything was great until I was 9, but then ... my mother fell ill with cancer, she lost the fight. Then ... my father met another woman and when I turned 12 everything went downhill, ... My Stepmother let me do all the household chores ... and my father started drinking. He sometimes beat me up and down ..."

Alina's eyes narrowed briefly as Megatron slowly and gently stroked her back. "... one day I could hear him on the phone with someone ... he ... he wanted me to go to ... he wanted to sleep with me the following evening. When he was out of the house, I packed everything from my important things and fled to the youth home here in Jasper Nevada ... ".

Megatron's optics glowed red. "II had dreamed that my father ... raped me..." she sobbed and a claw lifted her chin. "Your ... father won't be able to harm you here. Was that why you were so hesitant when I took your innocence away from you?" A nod followed. "Why didn't you say it". "II ... was scared ..."

The Decepticon looked at her for a while, then got up, put the girl down on her legs and took a dark packet from the table, which he handed over to her.

"Open it up."

The brown-haired looked at him, then at the package. Carefully she opened it and took out the fabric of a dress.

Alina's mouth was open, unable to utter a word of what to say about it. After a quick look at the Decepticon, she disappeared into the bathroom and came out after a few minutes, dressed in her dress. She also had her hair tied up in a braid.

The 16-year-old stood in front of the mirror and looked into her likeness, her eyes widened.

"Megatron, I ... I don't know ... what to say ...", she whispered softly from her mouth. The warlord stood behind her, his left claw gently stroking her cheek. "You look ... like a beautiful queen ...".

Alina continued to stare into the reflection. Suddenly she squealed as Megatron lifted her onto his arms in bridal style.

"W-what should-". A finger rested on her lips. "Ssshhh ... just close your eyes, Alina".

Uncertainty arose in her, but she did it because part of it told her to trust him. Her ears took every heavy step with her. And with everyone who got there, the nervousness built up all the more in Alina.

After what felt like an eternity, the sound of a door sounded and an airy draft brushed the girl's skin.

"Open your eyes".

Alina immediately did what Megatron said and her blue eyes lit up when she saw the orange-yellow sky that you always knew in the evening.

"W-where are we ...". "On the top deck of the Nemesis," the warlord replied and took a few more steps before lowering Alina so that she could walk herself. Only now did she notice that the Decepticon had not grown and that everything was as big for him as for Alina.

"When you are in a small size, you really have a different perspective on the warship," he marveled, but Alina continued to inspect the evening sky, which was replaced somewhat by the star sea. Slowly she continued to the back of the nemesis, where she saw the last part of the sun. The 16-year-old had last seen daylight a few weeks ago. But she felt like she was just coming out for the very first time.

The constant breeze made Alina a little cold because she was only wearing the dress and crossed her arms to keep warm. She felt something behind her and how two metal arms wrapped around her body. Megatrons metal was cold, but it gave her warmth for the 16-year-old.

The Decepticon leader grinned, turned her towards him, and rose again so that the faces of the two were at the same height.

Alina said nothing, but there was an uproar inside. The girl's blue eyes caught the warlord's red, making Alinas heart beated faster.

She closed her eyes briefly. Initially, when Megatron told her that she was going to be her Sparkmate, she didn't want to, countering that she would never love him. But now that Alina and Megatron were on the upper deck of the nemesis, holding her in his arms like a princess, she was overcome.

Megatron was right: It will change...

Alina opened her eyes. The warlord looked at her. Her hands were both on his chest, more precisely in the middle, where the symbol of the Decepticons was. Slowly, she put her left arm around his neck. The right hand on the right cheek.

"Megatron ..."

Megatron looked at her expectantly. A tear came from Alina's eye, then she carefully approached his face.

"I love you!"

Then she closed the distance, her lips on his. Megatron returned the kiss. And that one kiss ... this one moment ... had stopped time for both of them.

Megatron loved Alina and Alina loved Megatron. Even if she was human now, soon she would be his type and be his queen, as he had once told her.

A love between two species ... written in the stars...