The day had dragged on longer than ever for some reason. Not even his death match had even made a dent in the anxiety that he has been feeling all day since he opened his optics. He sat in a corner with such a glare that mechs made sure to keep their distance. Megatron glared at the ground while his processor was rushing at a million miles a second trying to diagnose his problem. "What is this feeling?" Megatron pondered. He had this feeling of itching and every time mechs came near him, his em field kept trying to reach out. He had to force himself to pull his field close.

Deciding that being around others was an issue, he decided to leave before everyone else, now that his match was done. The streets were still pretty crowded as people were rushing to get to the stadium to see the rest of the fights. The itching began to increase drastically the more he stayed in the rushing crowd. It was like solvent was rushing through his audial as he looked at the faces of the mechs. Some were starting to look much more...pleasing than he had first thought. "What am I thinking?" Megatron scolded himself and tried to look away, only to notice a more appealing mech. His stature was large, his back broad, his eyes a smoldering red that nearly knocking the air out of his chest. He was damn near perfect. "I've never seen him before. He is almost my size. I wonder if his... his..." his thoughts tripped over themselves trying to find a different word...a different subject than...that.

Something was definitely wrong with him. He needed to get out of here at once. He put all his processor in moving his peds as fast as they could back to his apartment. By the time he was there, he realized that he had actually ran there. His engines rumbled from the sudden rush, and he slowed down to calm himself. The apartment obviously was spectacular, but it was an upgrade from the scrap hole he used to stay in. As he made his way to his apartment, he saw another mech he never seen before. This one wasn't as large as the last but still a decent size. As his peds made their way down the steps, megatrons entire body focused on the vibration. It was like electricity rushing through his peds all the way to his helm as the mech came closer to him. He was a decent size. He was clean. He looked strong. He smelled so so so good. It made megatrons mouth water with need that he never thought he had. He was frozen in place. Like a mini bot cornered by a beast, knowing it was about to be devoured in one gulp. The mech finally looked at Megatron with a start and froze only a couple of steps away. They stared at each other before the stranger smiled at him. "Why hello. I don't think we have ever met before" he smirked. "It appears not" Megatron muttered. The mech took a step closer and leaned forward a bit. "If you want, we can learn much more about each other" he grinned, his eyes scanning Megatron, stopping at a certain area that Megatron desperately wanted to ignore. "I don't believe we need to" Megatron growled and made his way past the stranger. Well tried to anyway. A heavy hand on his shoulder and a sneaky claw on his hip stopped him.

"That is so mean. I just wanted to help" the stranger pouted with a mischievous grin that made a shiver run up megatrons back. "I said no" Megatron growled again and made to leave only for the sneaky claw to zoom towards his cod piece and began toying with the seam. Pleasure struck Megatron so fast, his knees nearly buckled under him if he didn't catch himself.

"If you want I can" before the mech could finish, he was suddenly yanked away and forced to the ground. Cables wrapped around the mech in a vice gripped. Megatron slowly turned around and saw who had helped him. Soundwave stood at the foot of the stairs as his cables gripped the mech harder. The mechs plating began to creak as soundwave stared at him with a field that only held hatred. "Soundwave? What are you doing here?" Megatron questioned. Soundwave slowly looked up at Megatron with an intensity that made Megatron whine. He actually whined. At that sound, soundwave released the mech and walked over him to get to Megatron. "Megatron: Not in condition to be alone. Soundwave: escort to home" Soundwave simply replied, his hand on megatrons back, slightly pushing to get Megatron to move up the stairs again. Megatron could only nod and accept the help. He trusted soundwave with his spark. Whatever was wrong, soundwave would help him. Now if only he knew what was wrong with him, that would speed things up. They finally made it inside to megatrons apartment and he quickly went to sit down. His body was beginning to get heavy, and he simply could not stand anymore. He ran diagnostics multiple times already but all that came back was a raised temperature. Nothing told him of his sickness. Soundwave stood by his side, silent as always as Megatron brood. His em field began to grow with worry, so soundwave released pleasant field and assurance to help Megatron calm down. "it's hard to be calm when I don't know what is wrong with me soundwave, but I appreciate the effort" Megatron sighed and decided to just lay on the couch. Soundwave cocked his head in confusion. "Megatron: has never experience this before?" Soundwave inquired. Megatron slowly looked at soundwave with confusion as well. "What are you talking about" he asked. "Megatron: is experience heat. Megatron: giving off carrier protocol to breed since leaving the arena. Soundwave: did not think a good idea to walk around alone" Soundwave informed him. Heat? Me? That can't be it. "How is that even possible? Only well fed mechs can experience that. We live in kaon, there is no such thing soundwave" Megatron argued. But it was the truth. Kaon was such a poor city that many mechs could barely feed themselves, let alone two or more. Everyone was in such bad shape, heats and ruts were basically nonexistent since that could mean a sparkling and no one could care for such a delicate creature here.

"Megatron: has been given larger rations and a better home. Megatron: no longer in mines in dangerous conditions and tainted air. Megatron: comes out of battles with hardly any damage. Megatron: has met the requirements for system to go into heat" Soundwave hypothesized. Megatron couldn't believe what he was hearing. Him in heat. His body has finally been nourished enough to want to breed. To breed a...sparkling. "But now? Here? This is Kaon. I can't go into heat, I have to fight. I don't even have a partner. I can't be quarantined for a week, they won't allow that. They'll..." Megatron stopped. He didn't want to finish that sentence. "Megatron: will be given a mech and made to interface if sponsors find out" Soundwave said. Megatron didn't want to acknowledge that. But if they did find out, they would see this as a great profit for them. Come one come all, pay the most to spark the champion of Kaon.

He will be sold off to some elite mech like he was a simple shareware to give birth to a sparkling without his consent. He can't let that happen. But what was he to do? He can't hide. He has no partner. He was trapped.