Chapter 15-Truce
They sat quietly in the living room of Eleanor's home, Megatron had spent the night their wrapped in his beloved's arms. He had convinced the rest of the Decepticons that he was searching for a artifact and wanted to go alone, half of it was true, he still wanted to seek out this 'catalyst' Primus had directed him too.
But, he also simply wanted to be with Eleanor, who gladly accepted his company.
Eleanor for her part was pleased that he remained with her for such a prolonged time, being spent apart was like torture, even though she had a friend to help her in the long wait. Her friend, Orion, how was she going to tell him? They were enemies that had been fighting for years, just how do you break that thick ice?
And the dream, the one below the waves of a sea, it was nightly these days and she didn't know what to make of them. Should she tell him about it? Or was it just something he'd brush off?
As they languished in silence a sound echoed across the fields into the home, heavy footfalls.
"Eleanor, stay here." Megatron said getting up and quickly peering outside the window only to freeze on the spot.
She came up behind him and saw what had captured his attention, she was surprised as well but a overwhelming nervousness came too, for standing outside was the Leader of the Autobots himself, Optimus Prime.
Both didn't know what the next step was, that was until the Prime's booming voice shouted through into the homestead.
"Megatron, I know you are here, come out."
The door to the house slammed open and Megatron stepped outside, glaring up at the Prime. He looked down in surprise, not ever seeing the Warlord's human form before. Eleanor quickly came up behind him as Megatron strided forward, and reverting to his robotic form, still glaring.
"How?" Megatron growled at the Prime, both mech's were tense and Eleanor just looked up with wide eyes.
"Megatron I need you to listen to me, I am not here to fight." The Prime said, raising his servos in surrender.
"Tsk," The warlord scoffed, "I highly doubt it, but you didn't answer my question, how do you know of this place?!"
"I know from many sources, but the first was from you." Megatron froze, confused. "The way you waved this place off, it was a warning not to tread further, I knew you were hiding something, even from your own mechs."
"You know me to well sometimes." Megatron growled.
"I know you because you are my Brother and I still consider you that, even after all these time at war." Megatron rolled his optics.
"I doubt that Prime, so now that you're prattling is done, I will only ask this once, leave." He raised his fusion canon as it hummed to life, Optimus's optics narrowed into a frown.
"I don't want to fight you, I simply want to talk."
"No, I know what you want," Megatron sneered, "You want to take her away from me, you want to end me so that you and you're Autobots can win the war and rule Cybertron! Well, not today."
Optimus deployed his blasters, he grimaced and pleaded.
"Understand, I do not intend to take her away from you!" Megatron sneered and was about to open fire when a strong voice ripped through them and a wave of oppressive power seeped into their minds.
"STOP!" They were frozen in place, they looked down to see tears streaming down Eleanor's face, her whole body shaking from the stress and fear coursing through her veins.
She commanded, "Lower your weapons and kneel!"
With no control or will, their weapons powered down and both mechs were forced to kneel in front of the human girl.
"Megatron, he is not a threat, he has known about this all for months now." His red optics widened.
"What?" Emotions ripped through his spark as her words flowed.
She told him everything, their meeting, his vow and the friendship they had formed. The deal he made to keep her secret from the other Autobots and his efforts to keep it, the details of the vow to protect her in his absence.
Everything was laid bear, even the dream she kept having, both mechs shocked at the concept.
"So, he is my replacement?" There was no anger in the question, just a sorrow that had been long since the Prime had last seen it.
"No, he is not. I consider him a friend first and foremost. You are the one I love, the one I want to be wrapped in an embrace, you are the one I long for when I am away from you. I love you my darling and nothing will ever change that." He looked back to her.
He read for deception, for lies he thought would be their, but there was none to be found. Her emerald eyes glinted with tears and a worried smile she wore spoke of her hope that she had in him to see the truth, no lies, nothing, just a pure human soul who loved him with all her heart.
He reverted to his human form, now free from her mind control and he embraced her.
"I...I-I am sorry for doubting you, I just-" She shushed him.
"No, it's okay. You didn't know and that's on me, not you." She kissed him before stepping away slightly, their hands intertwined as now the control left Optimus who simply nodded.
Megatron spoke, "So, you are not going to kill me or her, and you vowed to keep her safe in my stead?"
"Indeed." Megatron smiled slightly.
"Then how about we call a personal truce, for the time being. The Autobots and Decepticons are still at war but when she is with us, we will be at peace, at least, personally."
"I think I can agree to that, Brother." He transformed into his vehicle mode, his holoform appearing in front of the pair, his hand raised.
Megatron grasped it, "Alright then, truce it is, Brother."