Balthazar went down stairs where it showed a smaller and darker place than the previous one. It had been about thirty minutes since he started looking for the basement and he guessed that at this time, Rodimus and the other crew members would already be in search of the other Cybertronians. The Sparkeater would appear much later, but still he was in a hurry to find the real monster. The Lost Light was very immense, he thought that finding something as big as a treacherous genocide would be easy. Fortunately, until now, no one had met him. He was glad, he did not want to deal with anyone, except maybe Rung. Finally he reached a part where there was a very dirty door, he supposed that this would take him closer to the monster.
The door was a thicker than normal, it also showed security in a code next door, no one could pass without the password. Balthazar snorted and snapped his fingers, and a handle appeared, just opening it like any door on earth.
When he put his hand to the handle, he stopped, something told him that what he was looking for lay on the other side of the door. That he only had to open and meet face to face with the damn one. Then he proceeded, and turned the handle. Destroying the temporary dilatation field that surrounded the entire cell. A slight heat appeared in the environment, this place was very dark and only a light illuminated the place; a red light that showed his enormous prisoner, the monster of the Lost Light, no-
Overlord
The Decepticon's head rose to see his visitor. His expression was boring, without the courage to know who he was
"You're going to kill me?" He asked the blue mech.
Unless someone wanted to get him out of his misery.
"No" Balthazar replied "Honey, this place is disgusting" he said laughing and analyzing more closely to see the huge mech imprisoned.
Overlord just looked down, if he was not going to kill him, then the mech did not matter.
"Maybe the idea of killing you like it a lot. But what do you think of my idea?" His smile appeared, a sincere smile and without cunning "Do you want to have a friend?"
Overlord listened intently, but ignored it. This mech was stupid, he did not understand how such a stupid guard dared to enter his cell. Friend? Please, Overlord I never need one, let alone interested one.
"Do you apply the law of ice?" He said funny "That's cruel, and that I wanted to be your friend" Balthazar was still joking, it was more fun like that.
Overlord remained silent
Balthazar rolled his optics. This mech was supposed to be a homicidal maniac, he should be scary and talk boldly, but nevertheless he seemed as weak and boring as any angel in heaven ...
The optics of Balthazar were enlarged. His brothers, his naive brothers who had not had a reason to live after Dad disappeared, had felt so empty, existence seemed so unnecessary ...
The same thing happened to Overlord
His reason for living was snatched at the news, before the lie of the human. Balthazar stared at the lifeless optics of the genocide.
"You know, I also went through something very similar to your situation" Balthazar sat on the floor and stared at the red optics of the mech "My life revolved around a certain person that I loved, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot. everything for him, he obeyed everything, he tried to draw his attention among many like me ... but I only ended up hurting myself, I did not realize that I became so obsessed with being perfect for him, that when he left and left me, I did not have a reason to live "He closed his optics by remembering that event, the news of his father's flight.
The Overlord optics lit up for a moment. Listening carefully. That story caught his attention, it sounded just like him, only that instead of the hate that Overlord felt for Megatron, this white mech felt love. But apparently both were equally destroyed by their own emotions focused on one person.
What idiots were
Life without these people ceased to be life at some time.
The red optics of Overlord watched the mech in front of him. He was small, not as much as a minibot, but certainly Overlord outnumbered him. Their colors combined, leaving it like a beacon in the dark in this cell. It was also a more slender chassis, defined curves, small waist, broad thighs, small legs and well defined, arms thin but from the elbows were thicker, had claws, two wings -
The brightness in the Overlord optics went on, they were four wings; Two large high wings and two smaller ones more inclined. Besides ... Did they move? Yes, they moved when the little one spoke, they moved, Curious...
Very curious
Finally he noticed the face of the little mech. Two golden optics, small lips, white front plates and a very cute rudder. The little mech then got up and gave him a smile, a smile without fear, without malice, without falsehood. Overlord never believed that someone ever gave him a true smile, and yet someone did it ...
"I have to go darling, I was just passing through" said the smiling mech as he stood up "But do not worry, I'll come visit you regularly" with that, the mech of the singular wings turned on its heels and started to leave.
"Wait" Overlord did not scream, but it was enough to stop him "What's your name?"
The mech ran to the door and when it opened before him, he thought he would never hear his name, but he managed to hear some last words.
"I'm Balthazar"