How does everyone feel reading this? Sometimes when I'm writing it, I get disturbed. Then I go and have pop and that feeling is over. Why am I even writing this? I've asked opinions from my readers and getting nothing. That's not really fair, I'm getting some, just not enough to work with. Will at least one person give me an idea of what they think? Stuff like that. Well, have fun with this chapter. Going for all episodes! I can do this! And here's another thing, how hard can transformers get? They're metal. And Zelgadiss from Slayers is part Golem. How much harder can he get? Let us ponder this.
Inferno started tugging at the sheet between his legs. Megatron stared at Inferno again. Megatron got up and headed for the door. Inferno jumped up. "Where are you off to royalty?""I'm going back to check on Samantha. Waspinator must be done with her by now, yesss. Besides, you've been acting like a basket case for a while now. I don't think I'll need to sleep in here tonight."
As Megatron was about to exit the room, Inferno jumped in front of him.
"Inferno explain yourself."
"I'm sorry Royalty. I can't let you go yet. There's something I want to do first. This is why I was such a 'basket case' as you put it."
Inferno stood as tall as he could. Megatron and Inferno were about the same height (You have no idea how long it just took me to look that up) but Megatron still had a bigger chest. Inferno had to almost go on his toes. Megatron had his back to the wall so there was no way for him to get out. Believe me, he tried. He had enough of this weird slag. But there was nothing he could do about it now. Inferno placed both his hands on Megatron's chest. Megatron tried to pull his head back. His head hit the wall.
"Dammit. No way out. I'm not going through this again."
That was one of the many thoughts going through Megatron's head. Inferno's was dangerously close now. Megatron started to panic. He pushed Inferno off him. Inferno looked at him with shock then disappointment. Megatron put his hand to his lips.
"Why… why would you try and do something like that to me Inferno?"
"I'm so sorry royalty. I thought that maybe… maybe I could…"
Inferno wasn't one for crying. Crying was a sign of weakness. He would never show his leader any such weakness. Inferno stood tall.
"It was a random impulse my queen. It'll never happen again."
Megatron looked Inferno square in the eye. He could tell Inferno was telling the truth. Megatron faced the door again. He paused for a moment.
"You just caught me by surprise that's all."
"So, if
I had asked for permission I would have gotten what I wanted?"
"No. I wouldn't have let you."
Inferno kept his head high. This was nothing. There were far more things that Megatron could have said that would shoot him right out of the sky. But thankfully, Megatron had not. Megatron turned back to Inferno.
"I'm just going through a lot right now Inferno. I don't need the extra pressure."
"I'm sorry royalty. I… I wasn't going to be rough or force you." Inferno may have had his head held high (Wow. Lots of H's) but he still had the look of shame on his face. Megatron rubbed the back of his head. He sighed and walked over to Inferno. Inferno looked slightly up at him, wondering what was going on.
"You know this'll just hang over me until it's done so we might as well get it over with now."
"Really royalty?"
"Yesss, and I owe you for helping me earlier with Samantha."
Inferno had the look of sheer bliss on his face. Megatron turned his head modestly to the right, and then faced Inferno again. Inferno's eyes were sparkling. Megatron closed his eyes.
"If
you're ready Inferno, come at me. But I feel uncomfortable in
anyway, you have to let me go."
"Of course royalty, whatever
you say."
Megatron braced himself. Inferno's arms went around Megatron's neck. Megatron waited patiently. Nothing was happening. He opened his eyes. Inferno was still in the same position.
"Having second thoughts now?" Megatron was hoping so.
"No. It's just that… could you put your arms around me to?"
Megatron's eyes became a bright red. That was a new one.
"I'd feel more secure that way."
Megatron was hating this more and more. Not for the fact that he'd have to kiss another guy but because it was taking so long. Megatron put his hands on Inferno's hips.
"Better?"
"Much."
"Can we hurry this up? I really need to go back and see Samantha."
"Alright."
Inferno brought his face closer again. Megatron shut his eyes tight. Not really tight, dimmed his eyes like he was asleep. Finally contact was made. Inferno made it short and sweet. It was more like a peck then anything.
"That's it?"
"Yep. I don't want you to hate me. I'll be satisfied with that for a while now."
"It better not mess up your fighting."
"No it won't. I still serve you loyally."
They were about to break apart when the door opened.
"Megatron, we have a slight problem with…" Terrorsaur could see the embrace. Megatron opened his mouth but Terrorsaur put his hands up. He started to back out slowly. He had a weird look on his face. (That look when you're like; okay that's enough. This is too much for me.)
"I've seen enough weird things today. I don't want to know about you're little kinky, whatever you're doing. I… don't… care." That last part came out a little slow. They watched Terrorsaur leave the room still shaking his head and mumbling. (It's just not his day is it)?
"You think he got the wrong idea royalty?"
"Oh yeah. He got the wrong idea all right."
"Well thank you royalty, it has been a pleasure."
Inferno bowed to his leader. (This so reminds me of Cell and Freeza. Go bowing.) Megatron was just glad to get that over with. He left to go out and stare up at the sky for a while. It always relaxed him when he was stressed.
Terrorsaur walked down the halls again. This was just too much. Megatron was acting like the classroom whore. What was going on? He made to Megatron's room. He heard someone say something about Samantha hanging out in here. He went inside to see Waspinator rolling around the floor with Samantha. She was trying to catch him, but he'd just fly to get out of reach.
"Don't you think that's unfair?"
"Maybe." Waspinator flew back down. Samantha didn't pounce on him like she planned to. She was so sapped of energy that she only climbed on him and rest there. Terrorsaur watched. He just sat against the wall.
"Zzo what are you doing here?"
"Visiting."
"Oh, Terrorzzuar picked bad time. Zzamantha get ready for bed."
"I'll help you watch over her. Nothing else to do."
"You Zzeem down."
"I am. Everyone has gone crazy. Everyone is getting laid and I'm not."
"What izz laid?"
Terrorsaur lifted his head from between his knees. He forgot that Waspinator was still as pure as the day he was born.
"It's better if you don't know Waspinator." He put his head back between his knees. After Waspinator was finished tucking Samantha in, he went and sat near Terrorsaur.
"You must like your beast form Waspinator."
"Eazzier to play with Zzamantha. No hurt her."
Terrorsaur smiled. They sat in silence for a while. Then something started to feel out of place. There was this weird aura in the room. Terrorsaur looked up and saw Samantha rolling around as if in a nightmare. He got up and rushed to her. Waspinator was getting ready to shake her awake.
"Waspinator, don't touch her."
"Why
not?"
"It gives us a better idea of what she's dreaming
about. Besides, I heard if you shake someone while they're
sleeping, they could suffer severe damage to their mind."
They both stared at her, Waspinator with more of a concerned look on his face. Samantha was still rolling about. Her blankets became loose. She could move around now. She started sleep talking.
"Megatron…"
"Oh great. Calling out for her lover."
Terrorsaur sulked back into the floor; he was getting ready to leave when he heard something else, something more interesting.
"Starscream… stop it Starscream. I can't…"
"Now this is worth listening into."
Terrorsaur leaned in. Samantha was starting to drift off. He put his ear right next to her mouth. Nothing. She was gone. She was in her deep sleep again. He wasn't going to get anything out of her anytime soon. Terrorsaur leaned his back against the wall. He started chewing on the tip of his index finger.
"Interesting. How does she have knowledge of our ancestors? No one was allowed to look at those files. Not even Optimus was allowed."
"Maybe zzhe got to."
"I doubt it. And when Megatron broke into the encrypted files, he didn't take Samantha with him for her own safety."
Terrorsaur couldn't wrap his mind around it. Waspinator watched her sleep. He watched to make sure her chest was rising and falling. Terrorsaur looked over towards him.
"Enjoying the view?"
"What view?"
"Never mind. I'm just starting to talk like Rattrap that's all." Then the images of Rattrap and Dinobot came flooding back to him. He shuddered.
"Hey Waspinator… let's not tell Megatron about this."
"Wazzpinator wazz told to report everything that happened."
"Did
this threaten her life in anyway?"
"No but…"
"Then there's no need to report it. I want to help her too Waspinator. Let me figure this one out. You of all people should know what it's like to feel useless. I feel that way right now. Everyone is helping out but me. Let me figure out what's wrong."
"Alright. But Wazzpinator not rezzponzzible if Megatron doezz find out."
"Alright, alright. I wont hold you responsible."
Terrorsaur left to go and talk to Tarantulas, even though he knew what he'd find when he got there.
Megatron was gazing up at the stars that were just outside the base. It was so calming. When Samantha got better, he'd take her outside. That thought made him smile. It had been so long since they stargazed together. Megatron started to slip back into a world that he would rather have forgotten.
Megatron was sitting at his desk, studying for an upcoming test. Samantha came bursting into the room. She ran straight for Megatron and hugged him from behind. He looked up from his work.
"What do you want this time Samantha?"
"I don't want anything. I'm just happy to see you."
"I'm sure. What is it really?"
"I'm telling the truth Megatron, why can't you believe me?"
"You're too different from me. I don't even know why I got stuck with a creature like you anyway. You, I mean, you're people are the ones who had our ancestors enslaved to the Autobots. Now look where us Predicons ended up."
"First of all Megatron, I'm not human. I never was and never will be. Another thing, I'm your roommate, you're gonna have to get used to that."
"Yeah well I don't have to like it."
Megatron turned back to his studies. Samantha stuck her tongue out at him. He didn't really care for her much right then. Samantha sat on her bunk and put on some headphones. She tried ignoring him. Then she tried reading. Nothing was working. Having Megatron just sitting there studying like that, that wasn't healthy. She had to get him outside. She looked over his shoulder, watching him solve one of the problems. She still had trouble reading Cybertronian but was learning fast. She pointed to his paper.
"I think that one is wrong."
"Well I think you should mind your own business, yesss."
Samantha left the room. There was just no dealing with him that night. Megatron shrugged off his feeling of guilt and went back to work. After a few hours he stretched out and looked at his finished work. He stared at it. Something was wrong. Something was eating at him. He went back to the question Samantha pointed to earlier. She was right. It was wrong. He owed her an apology now. Something he rarely gave. He sighed, got up and went out to go look for her. Cybertron was a big planet. The city they were residing in was, in a sense, just a big a place. Looking for one person there without a tracker was very difficult, but since she was one of the few human-type creatures, she should be easy to spot.
Samantha was walking down towards the nightclub areas. She wasn't much of a partier. This part of the town wasn't too pretty. Many Maximals came here for a good time. It was the Predicon side of town but some Maximals with influence had the power to get a building in the area. She headed for one of the doors. Bouncers, those guys can be evil. Samantha, not being on either side, had access to everything. But the bouncer wouldn't let her in.
"I'm sorry, you can't come in. It'd be to dangerous for you to go in."
"Ah it's okay, she can come in with me."
Samantha turned and saw the early form of Rattrap. We don't know what they were originally called so they are going to keep the earth names for now.
"Why are you willing to get me in here?"
"Well seeing how everyone is always putting you down, I thought maybe I could pick you up. Not in that way though. I already got a date."
"Two of them from the looks of it."
"Hey,
what can I say? Da dames love me."
"Sure they do."
"Ya want in or not."
Samantha
shook her head.
"Sure why not. This might be fun."
Samantha
went in after Rattrap, getting glared at by many of the people
inside. Rattrap pushed her through the crowd towards the bar.
"Sit on the stool. It'll be harder for the others to get to you
with the barkeeper watching. Hey, you'll keep an eye on her for me
wont you."
The barkeeper looked at her. "You sure have interesting taste."
Rattrap started laughing. "It's not like that. I just don't want her to get hurt."
"Alright then. Just remember to pick her back up when you leave."
"Kay. You'll be safe here."
Rattrap walked off and left her by herself. She really didn't care what Rattrap did at that moment in time. The barkeeper handed her a glass.
"I can't drink anything here."
"It's water, on the house."
Samantha stared at the glass. "Thank you."
The barkeeper rubbed her head. She drank her water slowly. She could feel eyes on her. She looked around the bar but saw nothing. She looked over into the corner and saw a pair of red eyes. She got up and moved to the other side of the bar. The eyes were still on her. She saw a hand come out of the shadows, signaling her to come closer. She didn't know what to do. The barkeeper was too busy to notice if she left. She walked over to the shadow. She stood in front of the table. The figure motioned for her to sit down. So she did. There was a silence between them.
"What are you doing here?"
"Pardon
me."
"Why did you come here?"
"For some fun."
"You shouldn't have come here for fun."
"What are you? My mother?"
Megatron came out of the shadow. "No, I'm not your mother, but you are my responsibility."
"Megatron? How'd you get in here?" How'd you find me?"
"I know the bouncer. This is a one-time thing. I saw you enter. It's as simple as that." Megatron grabbed her hand. "And now we are getting out of here."
Samantha yanked her hand back. "I don't have to go anywhere with you. You were being an asshole. I'm not going home with you."
Megatron and Samantha stared at each other. Glared was more like it. Megatron let go of her hand.
"Fine. I wont force you. I just thought maybe you'd want to go home."
He got comfortable in the booth. He was enjoying his only night in this bar. Samantha looked at him.
"Don't you have to go home? I thought you had curfew."
"All Predicons have curfew. But I don't care right now. I'm not leaving you here alone."
Samantha looked at her hands. She was fiddling with them again. Samantha moved closer to him. He watched her move closer. She was still new at this so he helped her out. He put his arm around her, letting her head rest on him.
"You feeling okay Megatron?"
"Yeah. I'm okay. This way it's easier to keep an eye on you."
"Oh."
They sat and listened to the music.
"I don't like this music. Too much techno."
"I know what you mean, techno's okay but when you listen to it none stop, it can get to you. I should know I've lived here all my life."
Samantha rubbed her head against his chest. She let out a little sneeze.
"Let's go home."
"Okay."
Megatron lead Samantha out of the bar and back to their room. Rattrap went back to the barkeeper.
"Hey, where's she go?"
"Oh she just left."
"By herself?"
"No.
Some other guy left with her. Big guy, looked tough, purple…"
"Oh that's Megatron. Her roommate." Rattrap started to walk
off. "Wait, you let a Predicon in here?"
"Guess so."
"Why?"
"He was worried. The bouncer said that he was just coming to pick her up and take her back home. If it's someone they've lost, they have the right to come claim them."
"Well that just blows cheese."
The barkeeper just watched Rattrap walk away, looking at him like he was insane. What was with that guy and his cheese?
Megatron opened the door with his key card, an evil system that could tell when they come home. He placed Samantha on her bunk and wrapped her in blankets. Samantha watched him walk around the room.
"What
are you doing?"
"Trying to make you comfortable."
Samantha snuggled into her blanket. She thought for a moment. "You really don't have to do this."
Megatron slowly stood up. "I want to. You see, you're my only friend… that hasn't tried to stab me in the back yet."
Samantha started to giggle. Megatron went over to her.
"What's so funny?"
"You've gone soft."
"I have not. I resent that, yesss."
"But you have. I don't think any other Predicon would treat me like this."
Megatron leaned over her. He put his hands under the blanket. His hands slowly started moving up.
"What are you doing?"
"You'll see oh yesss, you'll see."
That was a little freaky. Samantha braced herself for anything that was coming at her. Then, Megatron's hands had reached their destination. He began to tickle her. Samantha thrashed around. It was too much. She laughed so hard that everyone should have been able to hear her.
"Am I still soft Samantha? I'm not stopping till you tell me otherwise."
"N…Never!"
"Okay then."
Megatron kept on tickling her. Samantha started laughing so hard that she began to cough. Megatron stopped. He reached for her throat. Swollen beyond all reason. He lifted her up and placed himself, along with another blanket, underneath her. He kept his hands under the blanket. He started to rub her body.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to get you to heat up."
"Well it's working."
Megatron
stopped. "In what way?"
Samantha turned red.
"Oh you evil little… it's not like that. I'm trying to make sure that you don't get a fever."
"And
where did you get this information from?"
"A book."
"A
book? Right. Tell me another one."
"It's true. I heard that if someone gets a fever it's best to place your body against theirs."
Samantha laid and thought for a moment. "Oh that. I remember now. They do that in Japan. I read about it lots in manga." (Why is read and read spelt the same? It pronounced differently) Samantha lay on top of Megatron, allowing him to rub her stomach. His hands eventually moved up. He stopped just before coming to her breasts.
"I'm
not going any further. You can rub yourself there. It's not proper
for me to."
"…Softy."
"Am not! Fine I'll do it."
"Kay. Just don't tell anyone."
"Like I'd broadcast this around Cybertron."
He finally got up the courage to do it. Samantha wanted to cover herself but knew he was right. So she let him continue.
"I know how to get your mind off this."
"How?
"Look out the ceiling window."
"For what?"
"The stars. No matter what planet you're on, the stars always look the same."
"That
doesn't make sense. They should look different."
"Sure, in
size and shape but they are in the same order whether you see them
backwards of even upside down."
Samantha stared up at the sky. "I don't see any similarities to earth."
Megatron sighed. He moved one hand from the blanket and pointed to a constellation.
"Even though it's backwards, what does that look like?"
Samantha stared at it for a good long while. Then she got it.
"Orion."
"See. You can do it if you try hard enough."
"Let me find the next one."
Megatron put his hand back under the blanket. Samantha pointed out many other constellations, the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper, Andromeda, the Swan, things like that. She began to fall asleep. It wasn't long till Megatron became aware of her lack of movement. He ran his fingers through her hair.
"Don't worry Samantha, I'll always watch over you. Whether you know it or not." He kissed her forehead. "I'm not soft."
Megatron smiled and looked up at the stars one last time. He had gone soft, but only when it came to her. He didn't understand that. He went back inside. Samantha was still lying on her blanket.
"How is she?"
"Better. I think the food helped."
"Good."
Megatron placed his hand on her throat. She was getting better. She was healthy; maybe she'll remember who she is soon. Megatron sat next to her.
"You may leave Waspinator, I'll watch over her."
"Megatron zzhould know, Zzammy call out for you earlier."
"Oh. Why didn't you come out and tell me sooner?"
"Becauzze zzhe alzzo called out for another."
This got Megatron's attention.
"Who?"
"Zztarzzcream."
Megatron looked at Samantha. Why would she call out for him? He was three hundred years before her. This didn't make any sense.
"How did she say his name?"
"Like zzhe knew him… and he wazz hurting her."
