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The control room wasn't as bright as the Decepticon base back on Earth but it was bright enough. It was large and was fully apparitional at least. Megatron quickly realized that Quick Silver was standing on the opposite side of the room, she back turned. Four other 'con's were present including the mech Gates had told him about. He quickly saw there was something different about him, or should he same familiar. He almost seemed out of place and not because of his age.

"Commander Megatron. I hope your filling better", asked Silver turning around.

There was a sound of a machine moving from above. Megatron snapped his head up instinctively and watched as a chair that was attached to the ceiling descending at a steady pace down close to Silver. It almost looked like one of those over head lights in the medical bays but instead of a light frame it was a chair frame and own a much larger scale. Majors was seating calmly in it.

"Yes," he answer simply

He watched as Majors handed Silver a data-pad and went back up -without a word- to the screens and control panels that lined the walls to the upper part of the control room. That chair was the only way to get up their, unless you could fly because there was no catwalk to walk on.

"Good," Silver began gathering the mech commanders attention "she says you recovered perfectly, so all we have to do is get you back to Darkmount." not even looking at the commander, just reading the data-pad in her dark toned mitts.

Silver turned to the mechling(1 that had been standing silently not far behind her like an obedient servant. Megatron knew somehow despite not knowing the femme that he wasn't a servant. Just as Gates had said the boy was young. He came up to his waist and still had that childish look on his face.

"Jockey take this to Torch. Tell her I need her to analyze this", handing the mechling the data-pad. Jockey nodded respectfully, taking the data-pad and ran past Megatron into the hallway outside to whoever this 'Torch' 'con was.

"He may be small but he's loyal and a good worker", commented Silver with a cocked smile

"Blue optics. A car vehicle mode?" referring to the boy's style.

Silver grin quickly faded away, "That's known of your concern Megatron", narrowing her optics at him

The two commanders stayed staring down each other for a while. Finally Megatron ended it. He had business to take care of.

"I need access to your maps", abruptly and blankly

"Were working on a way to get you there as we speak."

"Oh really?" he was genially somewhat surprised but he made sure it didn't give away in his voice

"Listen Megatron." Silver started, her voice stern like a adult fixing to lecture a child "You're in neutral territory. Having a fraction symbol makes you an automatic target. You don't go outside unless you have a partner or at least back up."

Megatron stood his ground as the dark silver femme walked heavy footed up to him bigger than she was before. Her optics still narrowed to slits.

"I understand that but I'd prefer to arrange it myself."

"Fine you will be allowed your request to our maps Majors will assist you soon." She commanded not averting her gaze

"Thank you."

"But there are rules you must follow why your here Megatron. The first is that no one leaves this base without a partner and no one leaves without my permission understood." staying right in her position. Dominate.

Megatron couldn't help but admire her dominates and her sense of authority.

"Understood"

"Good now tell us what happened that caused your crash here."

Silver turned her back on Megatron and went back to her position in front of the largest view screen in the bottom half of the room. This time she sat down in the chair in front of it and turned to face the male 'con leader. One elbow on the chair arm and her hand holding up her head.

Megatron began, "The ship I was traveling on was attacked by the Autobot's air defense systems. The ship captain's cohort said that I should take one of the escape pods and head to Cybertrons surface before the ship crashed. That led to you finding me. The last I saw of the ship, its rear thrusters were exploding."

Silver and the other females including Scrapple who entered silently just before Megatron had started had also arrived were listening intently at Megatron's tale. He told it truly.

He heard the door open with a slight hiss. Looking over his shoulder he watched as Jockey and a female he hadn't seen yet walked in.

This female was mostly dark gray with the exception of her lower arms and lower legs which were dark orange. Her wrist held scorch marks along with her boots. Her upper chest was also the same color orange along with her optics and 'lipstick'.

She appeared to turn into a small scaled tank with one long thin cannon and a small but thick cannon on her back. One nicely polished the other scorched black. Scorched marks from flames of some sort.

"Torch, Report", ordering from her seat

"This will work. It's an beginning ma'am."

Torch handed Majors the two data-pad's she had carried in with her, one from before. Jockey walked back over to Silver's side. The whole time Megatron was running this threw his head. Torches name said it all for her, but he had no clue as to what the two were talking about. His question was about to be answered.

"Planes for you getting back to Darkmount are underway. The problem is an Autobot city lies between here and Darkmount."

"Chromna."

"Correct. That city may be despised by both fractions but its still Autobot territory. Majors and Torch our are best, they'll figure it out lord Megatron."

He crossed his arms over his silver chest not liking this situation he was in.

Jockey who had been standing beside Silver still with a blank look on his face. Megatron watched as he looked up at Silver, an astonished look on his face suddenly, but Megatron couldn't hear what he said to the femme.

"That's Megatron?" he asked

Silver look over at him, a soft look on her own face with a slight smile on it.

"Yes, that's the Decepticon Supreme Commander."

Jockey looked back at the towering light silver, white, red, and black warrior. Awe on his face. Megatron just grinned back even though he had no idea what they had said. But he had a good presumption as to what, though.

"Gates!" called Silver

"Yes ma'am?"

"Take Megatron to his temporary quarters we have prepared."

"Yes ma'am" nodding her head

"Well contact you when we make a decent amount of progress lord Megatron." turning her chair back around including herself.

Megatron was thanked hard weather to argue about this 'getting back to Darkmount' problem but he decided other wise. So he decided to follow Gates to his temporary quarters.

'This is going to be a long stay', he thought

Again he found himself walking down the dimly lit hallways of this base and with the same blank and quiet guide to guide him.

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Mechling: in my terms the equivalent to a young boy or a young male child.

Transformers and all related char(s) belong to Has/Tak and co.

Except the femmes (Femme Con Team aka FCF) and the plot, belong to me

Names and characters are entirely coincidental