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Previously- Megatron was looking forward to meeting this Nitrofire, though he had never seen the commander whilst he was in residence at Darkmount on Cybertron, he had heard a lot about the commander's skill in battle. That name, Megatron mused, sounded like a good strong Decepticon name for a mech. He would ensure he took his command trine and Soundwave with him to this meeting. After all, it would bode well for his plans to make a good impression with this new ally. Together they would be able to wipe the Autobots of the face of the Earth and Cybertron.
14 October 1985
Command Trine Quarters- Nemesis…
At Megatron's request, the seekers were attending the meeting between Megatron and the commander of Pandemonium. Due to the importance of this meeting, the seekers had been ordered to make sure that their armour was polished and that they were well presented for the occasion. They had already been threatened with deactivation if their leader saw so much as one small scuff mark.
There was only one joor left until the meeting and already Skywarp and Thundercracker were polished to perfection. Both were currently attending to Starscream's wings, while said seeker polished his Null Rays for a third time. Starscream was still unable to fully believe that Skywarp had been right and it had annoyed him to no end that the bird-brain was still so smug over the incident.
"Hey Starscream, what do you think the other commander will be like", queried an anxious Thundercracker. He really wished he didn't have to go to these types of things. They always made him feel like he was under inspection.
"I really have no idea," replied Starscream, "but if they're anything like Megatron I will offline myself right then and there. One megalomaniac is bad enough, I don't think I could handle two"
"Alright Starscream, we're done, "replied Thundercracker, deciding to ignore that last comment. Who was Starscream to talk anyway
"Well, we better be heading off to the command centre. Our oh-so-glorious leader will have our heads if we're even an astro-second late. And Skywarp, no gawking at the femmes"
"Wouldn't dream of it"
Nemesis Command Centre, 12:40…
Megatron stood just outside the boarding tunnel on his ship and waited for Soundwave and his command trine to appear. All through the night all he could think of was all the possible ways he and this Nitrofire would be able to destroy the Autobots. He smiled sinisterly when he recalled the dream he had of a defeated Optimus Prime on his knees begging to become Megatron's personal slave so long as he was allowed to live.
His thoughts soon turned again to Nitrofire and the Pandemonium. Unfortunately, the combined efforts of Soundwave and Shockwave were unable to yield much information. It seemed that Emperor Warforce had the records most of the records relating to the Pandemonium and their commander sealed. Neither Soundwave nor Shockwave had been able to hack into the records. The only piece of information that they were able to glean was that the warship was launched after the death of the emperor and the destruction of Sentinel Prime. Since then, the great warship had been thought to be lost and destroyed. It was certainly a surprise that it had turned up now and on earth at that! Megatron was so deeply engrossed with his thoughts he failed to notice the doors of the command centre open and Soundwave and the Seekers walk in.
"You know oh glorious leader that the commander of the other ship will think you are plotting against them with a smile like that on your face". Oh brilliant…..his most favourite treacherous SIC had arrived. He only hoped that Starscream was smart enough to keep his mouth shut when they met with Nitrofire.
"Oh no Starscream, I'm not plotting against Nitrofire. I am simply thinking of all the times I have punished you for your continuous treachery", replied Megatron with his sinister smile still plastered on his face, "However, now is not the time to discuss this. We must not be late for this meeting. Starscream, Soundwave, walk with me. Thundercracker, Skywarp you follow behind….oh and Starscream…keep your mouth shut"
Megatron turned and walked down the tunnel joining Nemesis to Pandemonium, his SIC and TIC by his sides. As the doors to the Pandemonium slid open, Megatron kept wondering how this meeting would progress.
On board Pandemonium…
The femme that had earlier been described to Megatron as Whirlblade, the SIC on Pandemonium was there waiting for them on the opposite side of the door. Megatron wondered what possessed the commander of the shop to have a femme SIC in the first place. She was barely intimidating but then again, he had been deceived on more than one occasion by smaller opponents than the femme in front of him. Wordlessly she led the delegation through the ominous black hallways of Pandemonium towards the ship's command centre. As mechs and femmes wandered through the hallways past the delegation attending to their duties, the group could only wonder how many Decepticons there were exactly on the ship.
Finally they reached a set of elaborate black and silver doors. The femme seemed to pause for a moment, apparently speaking over a private com-link with someone in the room, before opening the doors and turning to them.
"Commander Nitrofire will see you and your delegation now Lord Megatron"
Megatron nodded to the femme in acknowledgement before entering the room. The command centre was easily four times the size of the one on Nemesis, making Megatron wonder how exactly the commander of this ship was able to impress the emperor enough to receive such a gift.
"The emperor gave me the ship Lord Megatron because I was his ward and his Second in Command", said a deep feminine voice from the middle of the room. Megatron wondered how he had missed the throne in the middle of the room before as he turned to see who had replied to his unspoken thoughts.
Sitting on a tall dark throne was a femme. Her expansive wingspan marked her as a seeker, though Megatron had not seen a femme seeker since he himself was a youngling, rarely seen even in the Golden Age. To see one here in the metal was enough to make him nostalgic. The femme rose from the throne and made her way over to greet the delegation.
The seekers of the delegation were not unaffected by the sight of this particular femme. Though her dark face and helm and her primary colours of white, green and black were optic-catching, it was the silver markings on her that caught their attention most.
(:SS:, :TC:, :SW:)
: I never thought I would see the day. A Primus-marked….here….on Earth…:
: I thought they were all killed when the Cybertronian council had them all killed in the Vos massacres:
: Well obviously you fools, one escaped:
:Good thing though, hey 'Screamer, it means that there is some hope for us seekers yet:
: Shut it Skywarp, we can discuss this in our quarters later. Firstly we need to find out who she is and how she got here:
Soudwave was the only one that appeared to be unaffected by her appearance on the ship, quietly observing as he often did in these situations.
Megatron soon recovered enough to be able to speak again, remembering to be courteous in addressing the femme in front of him. Seekers were so easily offended after all.
"I am Lord Megatron, Decepticon Supreme Commander Level 2 , commander of Nemesis and the Decpeticon forces here on Earth", he announced before walking over to the seeker femme and taking her hand in his own and bestowing a kiss upon it (yes Megatron can be a gentle-mech when it suits him), " I wonder if you might tell me how you knew what I was thinking"
/Why don't you just let me show you Lord Megatron. You really shouldn't leave your processor wide open, it is easy for me to catch stray thoughts/
"A telepath?".
The seeker femme nodded, "A telepathic processor implant actually. Unfortunately though the one who created it though is now offlined".
"Well that is certainly a useful device", Megatron replied. He was shocked yet again, not an easy thing to accomplish. If he had any more shocks like this, his processor would glitch.
"Well it has been delightful speaking with you, however I have business with the commander of this ship. I do though have one last request of you, "Megatron said with a smile (if anyone has seen Megatron's smiles, you know just how creepy they are), "I would like to know your designation"
The femme's eyes suddenly flashed crimson red and a malicious smirk appeared on her face.
Oh slag, Megatron suddenly thought to himself, did I say something offensive?
"I am Commander Nitrofire, Decepticon Supreme Commander Level 6, commander of the Pandemonium and of the Decepticon Imperial Army and former SIC to our late Emperor Warforce. I would like to welcome you…."
The last thing Megatron heard before his processor glitched and he collapsed on the floor was Starscream cackling in the background. One of his last thoughts was how much the slagger was enjoying this. A femme Commander that outranked him. Oh how the mighty have fallen.
