-1"We can't stay here." Megatron's voice startled her out of her reverie. "They'll come back, and I'm willing to bet that any Decepticon within five hundred miles of here felt you do that." The influx of data from the All Spark that word triggered would have stopped her in her tracks had he not snapped her out of it. "Come on, Sarah. Take a few steps back and I'll get us out of here." She did so and watched in awe as his body flexed in ways she had deemed impossible, metal flowing like liquid mercury, until that same silver jet sat on the grass before her. The cockpit canopy opened of its own accord. "Get in." Stepping backward, she balked, uncertain about the idea of flying in a living jet and equally uncertain about where exactly his voice was coming from. "But I…" His voice roared at her, unwilling to allow her to waste time on such foolish things. "I said get in!" An instant later she was in the seat and the canopy was closing over her.

Megatron knew he had to find his brother. There was no way he could do this alone, not with the humans after him and the other Decepticons after the girl. Much as the thought worried him, he knew there was no other way… He had to find the Autobots. It wasn't finding them that caused him the most concern, but what would come next. How would they react to him? He had been their greatest enemy for so long, and he was also supposed to be dead. This would be no warm welcome, to say the least. Would they even give him time to explain, or would they just shoot him out of the sky on sight? Driving the doubt from his mind to be dealt with later, he set his scanners to their highest sensitivity and longest range and took off. Sensing his uncertainty, Sarah immediately began giving him advice. "You'll want to avoid going too high. The higher altitudes are reserved for cargo planes and civilian transports. Air traffic is heavily regulated and any intrusion will be met with force. Conversely, going too low is also not too good. People tend to be frightened by low-flying aircraft, and attracting unwanted attention is probably a bad thing for us. …Are you detectable on radar or other human instrumentation?" His reply came quickly. "No. Your people's technology is far too primitive to detect me. I am invisible to everything your species has save their eyes." She detected a hint of smugness in his voice, but paid it no mind. "Then the middle should be the way to go… below the commercial air traffic but sufficiently high up as to avoid being seen or heard." No reply came, but he ascended to the specified altitude and they traveled in silence for a long while.

"I've found them," he said to her eventually, beginning to descend. "Hang on in there. Hopefully they'll let me…!" His voice trailed off into a wordless cry as a powerful laser blast streaked by, close enough to singe his wing. Several unintelligible curses echoed in the cockpit as he took evasive action, swerving sideways as more blasts streaked by. Tapping into every communication frequency available in the world and a few that humans hadn't discovered yet, he spoke to his assailant rather than fire back. "Hold your fire! I have a passenger! I have a…!" His words dissolved into a piercing scream of agony as a laser blast aimed straight and true blew his right wing clean off at the base. Sarah screamed as well, but hers was a cry of terror. Her immediate reaction was to try to tap into the power of the All Spark to repair him, but the terror she felt thwarted her every effort. His thrusters were working overtime as he struggled to stay aloft. "Sarah, you have to eject!" His voice was filled with the strain of fighting the laws of aerodynamics that would have him spinning to a fatal crash. He couldn't keep this up much longer, and both of them knew it. "And leave you to face plant yourself behind enemy lines? No way!" They were falling fast, way too fast to make anything remotely resembling a safe landing. "That wasn't a request, Sarah!" Since she wouldn't do it herself, he did it for her. No small amount of satisfaction filled him as he heard his cockpit canopy shatter and her seat's rocket boosters sounding off exactly as they should, even as the ground came up to meet him. A sudden blast of mind-bending agony raced through his body and drew a pain-filled shriek from him, but darkness closed in before he could utter it.