Chapter 2-Blinded

It had been a full week since he had last seen her, he had busied himself with work. The Autobot's had been the most focus but even then, flashes of that day crossed his vision.

The blue flowers slowly swaying in the breeze, the sun and sky above and her.

He knew he should be focused on winning this war, defeating his enemies and conquering the planet below him, enslaving humanity or destroying it. But, then he stopped and thought about her and those flowers, those Bluebells.

It was something he had never seen, it was nothing compared to this worlds sky, or oceans, not even Energon itself. The deepest and most rich blue he had ever seen. It was something that made him stop and take in their beauty.

And then there was Eleanor Bella, the girl standing in the mist of those Bluebells.

Her red hair was rich, her green eyes compared only to a Emerald and her skin, dotted with the brown freckles. She herself was something to beholden too, his mind's optic kept coming back to her...but, why?

What was this fascination with this girl? Why did seeing her, even in his mind, alighted his emotions, alighted his spark.

"Lord Megatron," Knockout's voice ripped into him forcing reality to come back quickly, he turned to see his Medic looking slightly concerned. "Are you alright? You've been quiet...for sometime."

He turned back to the grey skies over the Amazon jungle, "I'm fine, leave me be."

He heard his Medic slowly walk out of the bridge, it was getting close to night and so everyone barring some Vechicons were preparing or already in recharge. This meant, on this rare occasion, the bridge was empty but for him.

Megatron closed his optics and vented, "Why? What is it about her that, makes me feel this way?"

He turned to leave the bridge and headed for the vault, quickly, he grabbed the Crown of Changing and made it to the airdeck, taking off into the grey skies back to that field of Bluebells and Eleanor.

Eleanor's Home, Britain….

The sun was rising, just starting to crest over the horizon and through the trees of the Wood. Eleanor was already up a hour before and beginning her daily routine. She wore one of her favorite dresses, a blue victorian era dress that was knee length with a cropped blue jacket that had puffed shoulders.

She went to the barn to see some of animals she kept, a cow, some chickens, a pen of pigs and two horses. Gathering eggs, milk as well as feeding all the animals she made her way back to the simple home to make her breakfast.

When her meal was ready she went to her front porch and sat down with a book in hand, enjoying the morning air as she ate.

It's then that she heard large jet engines approaching from the skies, peering out over the railing of the porch she saw the same jet from but a mere week ago. As he came in closer her thoughts went back to that first meeting.

She was amazed by him, made of metal yet living. His red eyes had pierced right into her very soul and told thousands of stories, ones of sadness and hardship. She could tell, by the way he held himself that he had seen so much, just like her.

Eleanor smiled as he transformed into his bipedal mode and gracefully landed in the field of Bluebells that surrounded her home. Before he approached he took the crown he had found a week ago and transformed into his human form. As he approached she could see his nervousness and with a warm smile, she said.

"Hello again, Megatron. How have you been?"

Megatron smiled lightly, "I...am fine I suppose, just been busy this last week."

"Come, tell me about it." She motioned to the empty chair next to her, the same compulsion came back stronger then ever as he found himself sitting next to her.

"You must understand, I have lived far longer than you and have seen so much." She nodded, the compulsion never waned, "A long time ago, Cybertron, my home, was under a strict caste system. Everyone had their place and if you stepped out of it you were as good as dead.'

'I started out as a miner, one of the lowest in the caste system. Day in and out I worked for the upper cast, giving them the resources to build what they saw fit. I had grown tired of it, so I went to the Pits of Kaon, a gladiator ring where the lowest of the low could be in the spotlight for once."

He sighed, "I became a great warrior of the Pit, was praised and gifted with freedom. But, I still saw the injustices of the system and thus I began my political career."

He stopped himself as he fought the compulsion before finally winning over it. He knew he said to much already, so he quickly ended his story.

"In the end it was all in vain, war was the only option. Thus our war began, our enemies are the Autobots who fight for the system that started everything. And I will stop at nothing to end it."

Eleanor stared at him as he told his story, she knew there was more to it but he had once more beaten back her power.

"I see, so this past week you have been dealing with the Autobots, that's why you didn't come." Megatron stared at her, she seemed to deflate at her own words.

"Eleanor, I lead a army, a faction of Cybertronians in a war that's lasted longer than the humans have ruled on this planet. I cannot drop everything just for one human such as yourself." Her eyes narrowed.

"I suppose I am being selfish, but there is still one thing I disagree with you about." She stood, gathering her empty plate while Megatron stood to his feet.

"And what's that?" She opened the door and looked back at him with slight disdain.

"If you believe war is the only answer, then you are blind to reality." She slammed the door shut, leaving a warlord puzzled and worried that he may have ruined a relationship before it even started.