Author's note. I'm really sorry for taking so long for updating this story, I lost my muse for a while. This is a short chapter, and only has Megatron's POV, just something to show I'm back on track. Next chapter will be longer and contain the Autobot Femmes POV as well as a bit back on Earth with Starscream.

I'd like to thank those who pointed out I was wondering a bit with this story, I'm going to be back on track from now on. I will still introduce all those characters that have been suggested, it just might not be as frequent.

If no one gets the Star Wars reference, then I give up. Hee, only joking but seriously, this is an easy one.

With thanks to Scorpling-No-Okami to for their Seeker Trine.

Enjoy and please review.

Megatron's POV.

Megatron sat thoughtfully in his chair as he looked over the possible choices for a new Trine. So far, he'd seen nothing that had grabbed his attention so Quakebreaker kept brining up new lists. Part of the trouble was, Starscream's Trine was the best on Cybertron and Earth and it was going to be hard to top them.

Megatron's optics flashed slightly at the thought of the Elite Trine, in particular, those soft Sparked fools, Thundercracker and Skywarp. Skywarp had always been an idiot but his abilities made him too useful to lose. Besides, he was what had kept Thundercracker in Megatron's ranks that Mech had always been edging for to lose to Autobot beliefs.

He doubted he'd end up taking those two back, Starscream yes, but not those two. He might let them live, after he'd fucked both so hard they'd never be able to interface again.

A smile ghosted across his face as he thought about this, yes, that sounded like the perfect punishment. He'd take Skywarp first and make his worthless mate watch. Then after he'd tossed the purple and black Seeker's twitching body away, he'd take the blue one.

They would deeply regret interfering with him and Starscream.

His smile became wider, no doubt the fools were feeling guilty about how they'd never known what was going on between their Trine leader and Megatron. Oh, but he'd make sure they knew exactly what they'd been missing, with a few holovids.

He wasn't really into pornography, he thought that Mechs that spent all their time watching them were pathetic. Why waste your time jerking off to a vid when you could go out and get the real thing?

Besides, his little Star made such a good porn star that he didn't need to waste credits on holovids. All he needed was the right equipment and they made their own. He smirked at this thought, it had never been that easy to get Starscream to enact any scenes from a porno, even ones where he wasn't being filmed. But that just made it more fun and the end result was always worth it.

He considered looking over some of the old ones but decided against it. The last thing he needed to do was get aroused with no way to relieve it.

Instead he turned his attention back to the newest group of Seekers Quakebreaker was showing him. He dimly remembered the last Trine was vaguely promising, made up of two Mechs and a Femme. Seekers were always very protective of their Trine mates, especially if one was a Femme. The two Mechs would likely fight viciously if any Autobots dared to fire on their Femme mate. Only problem was, both were mated to this Femme and could easily Spark at any moment, which he didn't like the idea of.

They would be no good if they had a Sparkling to worry about, one would have to look after it and that would defeat the purpose of making them his new Elite Trine. Still, they were the best candidates so far and if he didn't see any others, he'd probably have to go with them.

"This is Wildfrost, leader of the Aurora Trine. "

A picture of a multicoloured Seeker Mech came up on the screen. He had the classic red optics set in an orange tinted grey face. His thighs, waist, upper arms, null-rays and thrusters were also this shade. His wings were also orange but a much darker shade with a dark blue stripe on each one that the Decepticon symbol was stamped across.

His Chassis, hips, hands and the part of his legs below the knees were the same navy blue as the stripe on his wings. Lastly, his cockpit was a golden colour, reminding Megatron of Starscream. He eyed what looked like null-rays, he had been sure only Starscream possessed those.

"He has the ability to fire a freezing substance that paralyses enemies," Quakebreaker was now explaining.

"He has what look like Null Rays, I believe several Seekers do but all are copied from that traitor Starscream and unfortunately, none act like Null Rays."

Megatron nodded, not bothering to get angry at the mention of Starscream. Quakebreaker took this as a sign to continue.

"The next member of the Trine is Metalblast who also happens to be a Medic."

Megatron looked interested, he was starting to get a good feeling about this Trine.

"He is very approachable for a Medic and it very popular, not least because he naturally knows a great deal about Seeker physiology. His armour is also highly resistant to weapon fire, giving him good stamina in battle."

A small smile curled around Megatron's lips, this was getting better and better.

This Seeker had the same red optics and golden cockpit as his leader. But his wings were a dark green in colour with a dark purple stripe. The Decepticon logo, being the same colour, was positioned closer to the body so it could still be seen. His Chassis, hips, forearms, and lower legs were also that dark purple.

His thighs, waist, upper arms, null-rays, face and thrusters were a dark grey, and Megatron suspected he would be good at blending into shadows. Unlike his leader, he had a bit of a smile on his face, indicating a warm personality.

"The last member of the Trine is known as Nitrobolt, and I think you will be interested in this one," Quakebreaker said with a smile which even got the attention of their silent companion.

"And why is that, Quakebreaker?" Megatron questioned with a drawl.

"Because he's the second fastest Seeker in the whole of Cybretron."

Megatron's optics gleamed with pleasure as he surveyed the stream lined Seeker. Like Starscream, he was very slim, almost as much as a Femme. Both his cockpit and wings were golden colour, though like his Trine mates, he had a stripe on his wings, in this case a dark red one.

This same dark red was also on his Chassis, hips, forearms, and lower legs. The rest of him was light reddish grey which only added to his overall appearance.

Megatron was now widely smiling, this Seeker was almost as beautiful as Starscream was. What an edition he'd make to the Earth based army. And the rest of his Trine was loyal Decepticons, like him with one a Medic. Yes, they were just perfect.

"I don't need to see any more, Quakebreaker," Megatron said with

Quakebreaker brought up a picture of all three Seekers together, their stances indicating they were very comfortable with each other. Sometimes, you'd get Seekers who weren't all that close to their Trine mates and were only with each other because there was no one else. In those cases they were only tolerate of each other, meaning they didn't work well overall as a unit.

But that wasn't the case with the Trine, they looked close. No doubt there were faults, all Trines had some sort of problems of one kind or another. But as long as they worked well together, were competent and loyal, this wouldn't be a problem.

"Arrange a meeting," Megatron ordered. "I will look this Aurora Trine over and decide whether they are truly suitable."

Quakebreaker nodded, pleased that he had found a Trine for his leader. As Megatron stood up, he suddenly asked.

"What is the name of that last Seeker, the red one?"

"Nitrobolt, Lord Megatron," Quakebreaker answered and Megatron smiled.

Nitrobolt, a name that slipped off the glossia just as easily as Starscream. Yes, he couldn't wait to have another aft to admire when things got dull.

"Nitrobolt, Metalblast and Wildfrost, I look forward to meeting them," Megatron said as he stood up.

Slipswitch also stood up and inclined a nod towards his leader which Megatron returned with a half smirk. The silent Mech slipped away, to do who knew what, but Megatron didn't care. His attention was back on Quakebreaker.

"Do we have anyone apart from that little Femme I apprehended in the brig right now?"

"There's a couple stewing for misconduct," the green Mech answered but could tell the grey gunformer wasn't interested.

"There's also a little thief we caught, he's this brat that's been stealing Energon."

"An Autobot?" Megatron questioned and Quakebreaker shook his head.

"No, just another street rat running about the place. We get a lot of them, but none of them get as far as he's managed."

"And how were you planning on dealing with him?" Megatron asked slowly.

"Keep him for a few cycles, give him a good whipping and chuck him out on the far side of the city," Quakebreaker said simply.

"Unless you'd rather we did something else with him?"

Megatron gave a small shrug.

"We'll see. Keep that whipping on for agenda, I'll decide later what end up doing with him."

"As you command, my Lord," Quakebreaker said respectively as they both walked out the door.

"I believe a talk is due with that Femling," Megatron said softly as both strode down the corridor.

Aurora's POV.

Despite the fact she was in a Decepticon cell, in a base that contained the slag bringer Megatron himself, Aurora wasn't feeling too downhearted. It was all thanks to her new friend in the next cell, who was helping keep her spirits up with his merry attitude.

It had been slightly strange talking to him at first but once you got used to his style it was fine. She really hoped they could find some way to escape together and then she would bring him back to the Autobot Femme base. Surly they'd take him in, it sounded like he had some useful skills.

And they'd be helping to take another orphan off the streets.

"Oh Wheelie, you're making me laugh so much," she now giggled through the crack between their cell walls.

"Wheelie funny, as a petro-bunny."

"Yes, I think you are and I bet just as cute," she replied back when she sensed Wheelie go quiet.

"Wheelie? What's wrong?" she asked in alarm.

"Mech footsteps I hear, all alone we must appear."

She understood his warning, they couldn't let the Cons know they'd been talking. So with a quick goodbye to her new friend, she s got off the floor and hurried over to her berth. She assumed a causal but bored pose on it, as though she'd been there for ages.

Her Spark started to pound as she became aware of the approaching footsteps. They paused outside her cell door, or was it Wheelie's?

"Primus preserve me," she quickly whispered. "And my new friend."

And then her door opened.

She stared up into the blood red optics of Megatron who smiled down at her as he entered her cell. He was just as terrifying as she remembered, though she did her best not to let it show. She couldn't a small tremble as he moved to the centre of the cell, meaning he was very close now.

"And now my dear, we shall discuss the location of your hidden rebel base."

The door closed behind him with a bang, trapping her inside.

To be continued.

Author's note. What happens to Aurora, is she alright? And what of the Autobot Femmes, can they find her before something really dreadful happens? Find out next time, until then.