First try in this fandom, I hope the character's personalities will match at least on some level... I'm still experimenting in this field.
Anyway, comments and favourites are always appreciated.
Also started to migrate my AO3's author notes.
Some say one's fate is forged rather than predestined. Forged by our deeds, our words and our needs. By blood, by hate, but most importantly… by love. An emotion so strong it is capable of changing everything. Fates, families and even wars.
I failed as a brother because I left him at the moment when he needed me the most, I turned my back on him and walked away to start a war. I failed as a leader too, by taking my personal vendetta in the first place, rather than thinking about my troops, my subordinates' wellbeing. But I never failed her, because when everything had fallen apart, she was the only thing I had left. I made sure to be there for her as much as she was there for me.
So…This is the story of a fallen warrior finding a way… to rise again. This is my story of finding a road… to redemption. May it be hard or easy.
"You will never rob anyone of anything ever again."
This is where the story ends, doesn't it? It ends with a scout killing a warlord and ending million years of war. It ends with a rebirth of a dead planet, a goodbye from friends. But we know that every end is just a new beginning. So to speak, the end is where we begin.
But much to Megatron's dismay, this end was just the beginning of his personal hell made by the gods themselves. Because Primus must hate him so much right now. But who knows? Crossing paths with Unicron was not a good idea either.
These thoughts purged him as he was looking down his hands while sitting in a hospital. He saw skin with a few scratches on it, he saw small nails coming out of their beddings. The next thing he did was to touch his face, feeling the same skin as before.
"I died…" he whispered faintly while remembering the horrors of his latest battle. "I died." This time it came out louder as the pain came back along with much more. "But then how… why?" He had a pretty hard time focusing because a lot of questions filled his head. But when he finally realised he had become a human, he didn't feel anger like he first initially thought. He felt empty, devoid of all emotions for the first time in so long. He let the emptiness soak him because if not, he would definitely fall apart in seconds. "Whatever this fragging predicament is, I…" But then the screeching of the door scared him, making his body automatically jump while his head snapped towards the noise.
It was a human, looking curiously at him as she held a lot of paper in her hands.
"Mr Fistburn, I'm glad you finally decided to wake up!" exclaimed the woman, putting on a smile. "I'm Rose Thorn, your doctor and I came to inform you of what happened. Three days ago, you were found unconscious for unknown reasons."
Fistburn? Unconscious for three days? What in the name of Primus was happening?
"I do not remember" was the only sentence he could spill out.
"Ah, what a shame" sighed the woman before him. "I guess we can live without knowing what happened at the beach."
"I do not remember anything. Who am I?"
"Full amnesia? That's unexpected…" she murmured. "Well then… you are Merlin Fistburn, a 25-year-old man, born here in Blackwell, the United Kingdom. Luckily your friend, Elisabeth is here, I call her in, just wait" with that she left the speechless 'Merlin'. He didn't turn into a human; he was in a human's body! He needed to get out of here fast!
"Hey, where are you going? I don't think with your amnesia it would be a good idea to try action movie escapes…" appeared the 'friend' the doctor talked about.
"What is an action movie? Ah, I do not care fleshy, get out of my way" he ordered, because there's no way he will spend a nano click here!
"Ohm… I know I'm not a really good friend because I have been neglecting you for some time and everything and you don't really remember anything but don't call me fleshie!" she replied fiercely, who was surprised by his condescending tone. "And you don't go anywhere, you will nicely stay here to rest" with a one-step she was before him.
"I call you whatever I want!" he replied, knitting his eyebrows angrily together. He had to realise this body was the worst thing in this whole universe because this redhead grabbed him with one simple gesture. That moment he cursed everybody he could!
Elisabeth looked into her friend's eyes and for a single moment, a cold shiver ran through her.
"Well… it could be the really snapped… he can't even walk normally, let alone that he doesn't even know where he is and he still wants to leave like this? I don't believe I could handle him, it's better to call a doctor" she wondered as she pulled the 'patient' to his bed, despite his protests not to do so.
It's the most humiliating thing he's been through for so long, so long he doesn't even remember. His only saving grace was that no one was there to witness (especially Optimus) him in this vile body. The redhead, who reminded him of his egotistical doctor, Knock Out, just stared at him, which started to be uncomfortable. But in this situation, everything was.
The girl just realised after a few long seconds; she's been staring at her friend for a while now.
"All right, Merlin, please stay here, everything will be okay, I will bring help," she said as she went to the door.
"Do not call me Me… Mer…" he's done! It's the end for him! Why couldn't he have stayed dead for once?
"Merlin?" The girl finished his sentence with questioning eyes.
"Yes! I am fine, so leave me, alone human!"
"Sorry but I'm not sure that this is true. But if you say so… the doctors won't let you out if they see the abnormal face you make when you try to move your little finger…"
This condescending tone… Never, no one has ever dared to speak with him like this! And his anger, as always, made the better of him. So, in a few moments he pulled the girl down to the bed and he was about to strangle her. Remembering, it was quite an exaggeration.
"You cannot talk to me like that!"
The events suddenly sped up and Elisabeth could not even say something as she found herself on the bed. Merlin… was too close.
"You… You're not normal!" she said finally. "Let me go!"
"Humans, pitiful creatures" he murmured, then with a big sigh he had to realise that this way he can't move forward. Maybe if he plays this Merlin, he can escape a lot sooner. So, he let her go and tried to collect his thoughts.
The girl carefully sat up and backed to the door.
"It seems he calmed down a bit," she thought. "It doesn't matter, it's better to go away as fast as I can. I don't want to get involved in this mess."
He looked gratefully at her red receding figure because it meant she would finally leave him here and everyone could go where they wanted to. But she suddenly stopped at the door because the doctor showed up.
"We reviewed your friend's papers and because he doesn't have any serious injuries, he can go home right now. And as we have spoken about, you will be helping him."
So, it ended in the girl pulling him with herself to Primus knows where. But calmness is the key, doesn't it?
"Then what is your name?" He tried to start a conversation even though he didn't really want to.
"Oh. My. God. This is what I get for neglecting him?" she thought as she looked at the man who is now dangerous to himself and the public. "Elisabeth Osborne, in the flesh" introduced herself with a big sigh.
"These human names…" he muttered as he rolled his eyes. "So, Elisabeth Osborne… where are we going?
"If you can tell me your favourite sweet, I'll tell you…" she replied thinking he would not be able to answer, so he would remain silent for at least a little bit while he puzzles about it.
Okay, now he met the stupidest human on this whole wretched planet. She is worse than that annoying Miko, which means something. But this human wanted to know what his favourite sweets are, but he didn't even know what sweets are. So, walking past an advertisement board, he said that:
"It is Oreo." It sounded like Orion.
The girl raised her stunned gaze at Merlin, who was walking clumsily next to her.
"How can you remember that, but you don't know who you are?!" came the desperation out of her with more force than it should have. "But anyway, my answer is that we are going home. Or at least you are going home" she added, feeling uneasy.
"How would I know it flesh… human" he sighed. "But what kind of home are you talking about? Do I have a home?" Stupid questions, but if you live on a ship for thousands and thousands of years and you float in the space for three other years, these questions become very legitimate.
"Oh, imagine that the tiny Merlin has a tiny home," she said mockingly don't even caring about the flesh-human address. She really didn't want to play babysitter next to this Oreo loving kid. Although to tell the truth, Merlin's state was worrying her.
"You are absolutely right! This body is a complete wreck!" agreed Megatron with the redhead in the most unexpected moment.
"At least we agree on something" she sighed as they were almost there.
"This is horrible. How can you live in these bodies?" he asked as he ran his fingers through his hair just to realise, he has hair.
"What are you saying with this? And as far as I'm concerned you've been living in that wreckage of a body for a long time now, and I haven't heard you complain about it… Or did your amnesia make you realise the limitations of our human existence?"
"FOR A LONG TIME? I have been living for aeons and I can assure you, not in this vile thing!" he poked his face which was soft and clean. For him it was disgusting.
"Don't mess around, how can you be billions of years old? And… If not in this body, what form have you been in, Merlin Fistburn?" she asked, bringing more mocking into her tone.
"That is a long story" he declared, because he didn't want to give a monologue about his life. Oh no, he didn't need to share with a HUMAN what happened to him. "It is enough that I am not Merlin."
Elizabeth, who was filled with doubts by Merlin's (or someone who is not Merlin) unusual behaviour, was perhaps less surprised by this statement than she had expected, although she is now aware that something may have actually happened that is more than just a memory loss. Although it's also possible that this poor bastard is just telling a lot of stupidity... After all, for some reason, she managed to say this sentence:
"Well, if you're not Merlin, what would I call you?"
"Megatron" he said easily, while he pondered about how generous he was that he let this pathetic creature just call him like that, without putting the Lord before his name. Although it was necessary to be on good terms with her or he will rust in this body, which is the least he wanted.
"Then hello Megatron and welcome home…" she said not too enthusiastically, while they had arrived at their destination in the meantime.
Too. Many. Things! How in the name of Primus do these little creatures have so much stuff? Why do they even need them? Of course, he would know the answer if he once listened to Knockout and Breakdown, talking about the human movies. But how could he have known he was going to be human one day? On the other hand, it's all Starscream's fault! He even betrays him in his grave. Wait until he comes back and that sly traitor will know what real suffering is! But in the end, he was distracted by the fact that he had to say something to the girl before him who was trying to smile. And undoubtingly failing at it. And with a big sigh, he had to admit that she was quite useful after all, because she brought him 'home'.
"Thank you," he said, locking eyes with the redhead.
There was something in those deep eyes that definitely convinced the girl that the person who is facing her now is not Merlin (but, according to him, someone called "Megatron"). She didn't really know why, but blushed a little from this simple thank you and said that:
"Well… no problem, because friends are for helping each other."
Friends? She dares to call them friends after knowing him for like what? Less than 1 cycle? But in the meantime, this was as disgusting as humorous. The idea of him being friends with his own kind was absurd, so don't mention him being friends with her. An insect he will destroy when he gets back to his own body. Until then, he will humour himself with this stupid human's sentences.
"Your naivety amuses me" he smiled. "Maybe in the end we will get along well…"
She slapped herself in her thoughts for telling him shit like this. She doesn't even really know what kind of creature was next to her, how can they be friends? Although she can't really blame herself for thinking such things. After all Merlin was her friend and this person was in his body. Such a thing was inevitable. However, it seems she made a good impression on this Megastuff, so she continued like this:
"I hope so. Though I have to ask you one very important question: Can you, let's say, make doughnuts? Because to tell you the truth I'm very hungry, because of you I couldn't eat anything today."
"I do not know how to make doughnuts or cook in that matter."
"I should've thought that. Well, we just got here and honestly, I would send you to get some doughnuts, but I have that sneaking suspicion that it would be a challenge for you to do even that. – By the way, how can someone be this unviable? – So, if you're not against it I go somewhere and get food. Until then… well, explore the place."
"Do not mock me human or you find yourself dying quite fast." It angered him that this pathetic creature speaks with him this way. Like he was beneath her, a thing worse than humans. She will know his wrath, but sadly this wasn't today. "Go if you must." With that the redhead left without hesitation.
The room they were in was the living room, which was messy not only with his optics, but also with the human eyes. Walking through, he noticed a lot of books and papers, all about minerals, stones, jewels and stuff. He wouldn't have cared so much about what was in it if he hadn't seen a perfect drawing of a dark energon fragment in one of the notebooks. So, he picked up the book and started reading it, but he couldn't find anything other than that Merlin thought he'd discovered something new. Then, when he realised that he had read the human writing perfectly, he nervously threw away the book. "What happened to me?!" he snorted angrily. He was sure he's going to kill everyone responsible for this.
"Finally, something good is happening on this day," thought Beth, as she waited for her order to be made nearby the good smelling doughnuts. She didn't know what this whole thing was going to be, and she didn't even think about what was going to happen next. She thought it was just going to be a simple visit, but it really seemed like the guy knew almost nothing about what the world of humans was like. "I should have been ice-skating a long time ago… how good that would be," she said, leaning on the counter. "But as blessed as I am, I may even have to move here," she continued, as Merlin or Megatron or God knows whose house she was approaching, with the doughnut boxes already in her hand.
It was particularly worrying if the Decepticon warlord was cleaning. But since there was no possibility other than total boredom, he tidied up this place that belonged to the previous occupant of this body. He sorted the books once he could read them. Meanwhile, he wondered how much Orion would like these things. He was sure he'd come up with something smart, but he wasn't his old friend. After the books, he picked up the unnecessary stuff and, after thinking for too long, he realised the existence of the trash can and ended up throwing out a lot of unnecessary stuff. He then sat on the couch waiting for the woman, who soon arrived.
"I brought the doughnuts. I hope, at least you are able to eat them because I don't intend to feed you…"
"You humans are such stupid…" but he couldn't finish because Elisabeth shoved the doughnuts into his mouth.
"As a well-known idiom says, hold your tongue. I don't really care what you are trying to tell me, because I have to rethink our strategy" she approached him with the next doughnut, because she knew she had to feed him. Much to her dismay. "I have to prepare your soul trapped in this 'vile body' for the challenges of the human world as fast as I can."
"Do not fret yourself as my subordinate will be here soon" he said while thinking that Soundwave must be looking for him.
"In all honesty I care less about who or when comes for you. All I am interested in is what happened with my Merlin. And you have to take care of yourself until help comes, so we're going to start training tomorrow."
"He is probably dead, there is nothing to think about" he answered, crossing his arms as he swallowed the next doughnut. It was good and something new, he couldn't deny it. In the end he looked up to the redhead and her eyes carved into his with determination that, although he saw long ago, he knew he can't stop if she is to do something. "Elisabeth Osborne" he said her name, which came so easily to his tongue as if he had always said it. At that point he didn't even realise, but he pulled her closer by her shirt. He pulled her as close as in the hospital. "Leave me alone and carry on with your worthless life or stay here and I can guarantee that you will die."
"It might work with others, but not with me" she spat back angrily. "So, until I die… Welcome to your new life, Megatron!"
He was taken aback with the human female who seemed to show no fear. And it annoyed him to no end. This isn't how it is supposed to work. But after all, not like anything worked out for him since his emergence from the Well of AllSparks. So, in a short moment he decided to end this and went upstairs to recharge or whatever these puny insects do.
On the way to his room, the bedroom which belonged to the late Merlin, he stopped as he saw a glimpse of himself in the mirror. But looking into it made him clear what kind of predicament he found himself in.
He had dirty blond hair, which by the way was messier than Shockwave's lab after an experiment. He had an oval face with quite big, brownish eyes, but when he turned his head a little bit, those eyes were shining red in the light. Good… at least something was here from his old self. Then there was that straight nose, which was unusual to him as Cybertronians didn't have this body part. They rather detected smells with their vents. His mouth was looking like a thin line, his lips dry like sand. After he finished with his face, he went on to the clothing he wore on this body which was quite skinny. He wore an oversized grey pullover with black jeans and boots and there were leather bands on his right wrist.
There was no doubt now, why she spoke to him that way. Who would take him seriously while looking like this? Who would even recognise him when there's nothing left of his old self? He felt the anger rising, bubbling even, inside of him. It was close to tearing him apart piece by piece.
"Not now" he shushed himself and swallowing his pride he went to recharge thinking if he gets up, everything will be alright. How foolish he was.