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Jessica's pov
I expected a lot of things in the last three days. I expected to be tortured, sneered at, scoffed at, yelled at, mocked, starved, beaten, hell I expected to come close to dying! But, surprisingly, none of that happened. Well except for one thing.
"Femme; Has lost weight."
"Well duh. You've given me nothing but a diet of water, Twinkies, and sour lollies! I don't eat any of that shit! Humans don't live off sugar!"
"Could've fooled me. You humans put high fructose corn syrup in nearly all the slag you consume!"
Tc said. Yeah, Thundercracker and Skywarp exist in this world. Who knew? "That doesn't fragging mean that I eat it all the time!" Couldn't they at least get me a salad? I bet it's cheaper than all this junk food! Though I shouldn't complain. My life could be way worse. "Why haven't you delivered the femme to Megatron?!" Why do you hate me universe?
"Femme; Is weak. Needs better fuel."
"I think not! She will consume what we give her!"
"Starscream, she's lost weight."
"So? She will continue to lose weight if she does the illogical thing and not eat. This isn't some kind of fleshy hotel!"
"No, but Lord Megatron said to keep her alive."
"I'm aware Thundercracker. This is merely part of my plan. She's far too weak to try to lie convincingly. We are Decepticons, I shouldn't have to remind you to act like one."
"Must you spit every time you speak? I just received the worst shower in my life!"
"Silence insect!"
Starscream snapped at me as he literally snatched me off of the ground, squeezing me and cutting my arm. It wasn't deep, but it still hurts like hell! "Must you leak all over my servo! Disgusting creature."
"Not my fault you cut my arm!" I snapped as we walked back into the lab where he less than gently tossed me onto a table. But before I could say anything, I was picked up and strapped onto a chair on the table. "Glad that you could finally join us." Megatron said as he stepped out of the shadows. "Uh oh, Megsy's making a badass entrance."
"Silence."
That has to be their go to phrase. Seriously if I had a dollar for every time I heard that phrase in the last three days…
"I did not capture you for my own amusement, nor do I wish to keep you as a pet. You will tell us what you know of the Autobot's plans."
"I- "
"Perhaps if I find your intel useful, I will keep you alive solely for the sake of becoming a spy."
"What I was going to say is that I already told you what I know. The Autobots are reactive, not really proactive. They don't know where this base is, and even if they did I wouldn't know."
"Lying will get you nowhere!"
The spitting menace screeched. "I'm aware of that sir spits a lot. But if you're so advanced, then you'd know that I'm telling the truth from my vitals."
"She is correct."
I never thought that I'd be happy to hear the sadistic cyclops say that.
"She is correct about what Shockwave?"
"Everything she has told us, including her explanation of another dimension is true. I now have satellite images to prove it, not only from the humans but from our own beacon."
Both mechs looked like they were at a loss for words. This lasted all of two seconds until…
"If this is true, then why haven't you garnered more information from the Autobots?"
"First of all, I'd like to remind you that I am neutral. I have no need for their plans. Second, I already know more or less what will happen. And third, even if I didn't, how smart would it be for the Autobots to let me, a foreign civilian know of their covert military plans? They didn't include me in their meetings, and I didn't ask to be included."
"Then what worth are you to us?" Megatron sneered. I sighed as I squirmed around on the hard metal slab. "I am of value to you because I can do one thing that neither party can do on their own. I'm here to end this war for the sake of peace."
"A laughable notion. We will never come to peace with the Autobots."
"It's not the Autobots that you should be afraid of. Well, I mean you should, but really, it's the humans you should be concerned about."
"You think your pathetic excuse for a race can stop us?!"
"As sad as it is for me to tell you this Megsy, I know they will stop you. And I have more than enough proof to back it up."
"What proof?"
He snorted derisively as Shockwave unstrapped me from the table. I pulled out my phone and brought up the Wikipedia page. "Says here plain as day; Decepticons in Dark of the Moon. There are 11, not counting you. Having said that, you'll have less in the fourth movie, and even less in the fifth. Screamer and Shock aren't gonna make it."
I said as he snatched my phone from me. The next thing I knew he was dropping my phone onto the table, (Thank primus it didn't break!) and grabbing his helm in obvious pain as he snarled. "What did your primitive device do to me?!" He roared as he grabbed onto the table rocking it until it was unstable. He rocked it so much that I nearly fell off. The only thing that stopped me from hitting the floor was Megatron grabbing me in his vice like grip and shaking me for all that I'm worth.
After that, I was nearly thrown back in my cell and Megatron was taken to Medbay. And that's where I stayed for over nine hours. They conveniently forgot to bring my lunch and it was night time by the time Skywarp came in with my daily ration of Twinkies and water. Now I know it was childish, but I lobbed the Twinkie at Skywarp and he ducked, but Primus had to have been watching out for me, (after all he did say he would be) because the stale snack cake hit something heavy on the shelf and knocked it over onto Skywarp's helm. It sounded like it hurt. I'm not cruel. I slipped between the bars of my cell, just to check on him. I had called into his audio when he groaned. "Who…who's talking to me? TC?"
"…Uh…n…no. This is your conscious speaking."
Oh come on. Like anyone could resist doing this!
"Starscream says we don't have a conscious."
"You do, Ol' Screamer just doesn't let you use me much!"
"I don't know…"
"Hey, you're sentient right? That means by default you have a conscious! You aren't totally evil right?"
"No…not really I guess."
"See? That's the first step!"
He groaned as he sat up rubbing his helm. I made sure to stay behind him so that my trick wouldn't backfire. "What's the second step?"
"Following Megatron's orders. Stop listening to Screamer unless TC, Megatron or any other commanding officer that's not him says you have to."
It's a wild shot, but hopefully his orders aren't "Kill Jessica before stomping the life out of her phone." Once I said it though, I scrambled back into my cell right before he turned around. He blinked at me oddly before he kneeled down to my level. "Though he now has a nasty virus, Megatron wants you kept alive and in better condition. What is it that you humans eat again?"
"Um…we're omnivorous. I personally prefer- "
"Is Taco Bell acceptable? Its nearby."
"Actually, yeah. That actually sounds really good right now. But it's not that good for humans, we really shouldn't eat it too often."
"Right!"
He said as he disappeared with what sounded like a mix between a cell phone chime and a popping noise. He was only gone ten minutes before he returned with two bags of Taco Bell and like seven bags from a grocery store, containing actual healthy food. "You humans aren't so hard to feed. You have your food charts all over the internet. He snorted as he put them on the ground next to me. "Wow. Uh thanks Warp."
"Don't get so happy femme. This was only a onetime thing."
"Oh. Well thanks anyway."
I called after him as he made his way to the door. But before he walked out he froze. "Is it really true that you know everything about us?"
"For the most part yes. Though bots here have been known to surprise me."
"What do you know about me?"
"Well, there is only one version of you, and that's in the original cartoon…actually I suppose we could count the comics if you want."
"Soooo me and TC weren't very popular huh?"
"I guess not. Frankly you weren't as bad as Screamer. I like you and TC more."
"That didn't answer my original question."
"Well, I know that you are an avid pranker, and many think you to be immature and a bit…"
"Stupid? Yeah I get called that a lot."
"I wouldn't necessarily call you stupid. Immature maybe, and there's nothing wrong with that. You're the youngest of your trine right?"
"I am."
"So that's normal. Just because you're at war doesn't mean you have to act like it all the time."
He snorted a humph as he sat down in front of my cell with a soft thump. Instead of the glare that I was accustomed to he actually looked at me with a small smile.
"I know you tried to pull the conscious trick on me."
"I thought so… if you knew why did you go along with it?"
"Because Megatron does want you in better condition. If we can't get information out of you, we can sure as slag use you for a bargaining chip."
"I have an honest question. And I understand if you get mad."
I said watching as he rolled his optics. "If you do indeed have a conscious, which we both know that you do, why are you so mean? Is it because you have to be?"
"What makes you think that?"
"Because you wouldn't be talking to me if you were as "evil" As everyone perceives you to be."
"Maybe it's because I'm bored. I do have a tendency to get bored quickly."
"Maybe. Or maybe you took pity on me because I'm fucking stuck in here like a damn animal."
"We both know that that isn't true. You just slipped between the fragging bars!"
"True, but if you were me, how smart would it be to sneak out and attempt to sneak around giant hallways that you aren't familiar with? Let alone the fact that I could get stomped on or shot at. Even if I did escape, where the hell would I go? I don't have a clue where this base is, or what its next to aside from a Taco Bell, maybe!"
He simply shrugged as he got a truly mischievous look in his optics. "So…who's pranks are better? Mine right?"
"I honestly don't know. I've never seen any of your work. I have, unfortunately seen the work of the twins."
"You don't seem impressed."
"They annoy the hell out of me."
I admitted honestly as he gently pulled me from between the bars where I sat. "Now, I'm bored. But you're gonna help me."
"Oh?"
"I know you want revenge on my trine mate for feeding you that slag. Got any ideas?"
"Well…"
The Next day
It's nice to have a partner in crime. We painted pretty much every Decepticon pink. Even the cassettes! Again, who knew? The only mech's spared from the pink paint were Skywarp of course and Megatron. We painted a yellow bikini with red polka dots on him instead. Skywarp of course has to spend most of today in hiding for obvious reasons, but what I wasn't expecting was for TC to come retrieve me from my cell and take me on a stroll. "Yeesh. Pink really isn't your color."
"Shut up. You may have won Skywarp over, but I won't be so easy."
"Okay. Who said that I'm gonna try to sway you? How do you know that I haven't done so already?"
I asked wiggling my eyebrows. He simply rolled his optics as he punched a code into a door that lead to a cleaner hallway. This hallway looked homier, almost like this is where the civil bots come at the end of the day. There's even pictures on the walls. And not like portraits of anything, but actual art, paintings of landscapes that looked so real yet also looked like they belonged in a fantasy. One was clearly a forest of some kind, but the trees looked metallic, like someone took all of the world's copper, nickel, and silver and wove it into trees. Instead of flowers, there were crystals popping out of the ground. And the color blending! In the 10 seconds it took to pass this one picture, I saw more colors than I thought existed, and they didn't stand out begging for attention, they blended together subtly bringing your eye to every single miniscule detail. It was one of the single most beautiful pieces that I have ever seen. And I was studying art before I landed here!
As I craned my neck to gaze at the rest of the art on the walls, we reached our destination. The door slid open, unlocked from the inside. TC stepped inside the room and bowed with me in his servo. "Lord Megatron, I have brought the femme as you have asked." He said stifling a snort at Megatron's appearance.
Apparently, he no longer has to stay in the Medbay, which I'm not sure is a good thing or not because he still seems pretty out of it. "Do you find something amusing with my appearance Thundercracker?"
"No sir."
He said stiffly as he placed me in this glowing cube thing. He sure as hell found it funny, he hummed "She wore an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini" as he strolled out, leaving me on Megatron's chest, trying hard not to laugh. Ol' Megsy stared up at me with a mixed look of annoyance and curiosity. "So…you called?" I asked. He sighed deeply as he rubbed at his optics.
"It's all true isn't it?"
"What?"
"Everything you told us. You, the real reason you're here. It…it is true."
"Well, yeah. If it wasn't, why and how would I have Decepticon gear like my phone case and the pictures on my phone?"
He simply groaned as his optics closed before he opened them at a narrow gaze at me. "You aren't like most humans. Any normal pathetic human would cower in my presence, begging for mercy, or to be returned to their homes. And yet you don't."
"Probably because you don't really scare me as much as you should."
That's only a half truth. Since there are obviously some inconsistencies in this dimension, it's hard for me not to be afraid of him because he might just be holding back and showing mercy. But I wasn't kidding when I told Cass that there was something off about Megatron. And this is another example. Even after his resurrection in the second movie, little stopped him from trying to take over again. So why is he lying here with the Cybertronian equivalent of a head cold? This isn't very in character at all.
"Why do you not fear me?"
"Probably because I like you."
"Your voice, you sound genuine."
"That's because I am. I only have one problem."
"What is that?"
"You, are different from others."
"Others?"
"Like many others, you Megsy have many different iterations. As many as Optimus in fact."
"Yet you say I am different from all of the others. Different how?"
"I'm not sure."
He groaned as he rubbed his face once again before he gently picked up my cube and placed me on the table next to his berth. "Different or no, you will not be successful in your endeavors. There will never be peace between my faction and theirs."
"That's what you think, but it will happen. Maybe not soon, but it will happen."
Megatron's pov
It had to have been a lie. I wanted it so badly to have been a lie. Though one could say that her knowledge of us, as well as the pictures on her phone were damning evidence. But at the same time, those things could be fabricated. She could just be a human trained to be an Autobot spy, but if that were true, then why is it when we scan her vitals when she speaks to us, that they indicate that she is being honest? It didn't add up. No human can be that deceitful, unless perhaps we trained them to be. Deceitfulness is what we are known for after all. But even then, she probably wouldn't be that good.
She's been telling the truth the whole time. Shockwave's scientific discoveries about the portal are proof enough of that. From what we know, the Autobots haven't even constructed a ground bridge, let alone a space bridge. And we sure as slag haven't either. And he wouldn't dare defy me at this point. Even if he did, that still doesn't explain how she got here.
"That's what you think, but it will happen. Maybe not soon, but it will happen."
Using my scanners, I looked at her. She was like any other flesh bag on this planet. Similar hair, skin, tendencies. Though her optics…those are different. I don't spend my time gazing into the optics of insects, but hers… there seem to be gold flecks around her pupil. That's rather odd. Humans are disgustingly similar to our species in a few ways. You'd have to be a fool not to see that. But she seems so far from their norm.
If she is really here to end the war, then why not side with the Autobots? Why not try to destroy us, to bring peace that way? Even if she does like us, the more rational decision is to side with the forces that will destroy us, where she would be safe.
Perhaps she isn't as intelligent as we thought. Then again, perhaps she is. It isn't easy to win over two thirds of my command trine. Thundercracker is one of my most loyal followers, and Skywarp though a bit dense at times is indeed loyal. For her to begin to sway them so quickly is troubling. She is indeed a strange femme. And I intend to discover why.
A/N: A little bit of Megatron for you guys there at the end. Just some of his musings. We will see a lot of the Decepticons in the upcoming chapters, and I'm happy to say that there will be some twists that I know you guys wont be expecting soon! Sorry for only being able to post once a month. Looks like I'm kinda stuck with that schedule until I either have all the free time in the world, or when I end one of my stories. After all I am writing four different stories so that's one chapter per story per week.
At any rate, college starts next week for me! I will try to update and post when I can! This chapter seems a bit short, and kinda meh, but I needed to write a sort of transitional chapter. I may or may not be getting ready to let some emotions flow. Happy fluffy emotions. Keep your eyes peeled for it!
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