Chapter 33: Megatron's Bond
Ahhhh! I'm going mad... and I don't even know why... -_- New update here! Please review! I don't own Transformers other than this plot and my OC.
All Megatron could do was stare at his barren wall for the length of time since Hook had gone and taken the femme away to check up on her condition. He had gone over the comlines, contacting Shockwave on the report he could give to him about the progress of the nanocides that were changing the femme internally.
He was not ignorant of the little changes he had observed since the femme had started lagging like a glitch. Megatron knew the femme kept noticing even the miniscule of a detail and hearing particularly at the same level they can. She might also have a photographic memory but that is to be tested at a later date until the nanocides had settled with messing with her organic processor.
The Lord had speculated that maybe it was the nanocides' fault that the femme was induced into a terrible state of forgetfulness and pain in the helm. It was not really that hard to determine what could become of their organic after Shockwave had pointed out all the things that can happen from the point when she had lain like a doll for the first time. She was nearing the end of integration and she was soon going to have to be transferred to a frame if they still want her to be as sane as before.
Well, talking about being sane as before, he had meant about being her own self after pitching in his faction. If not, it was going to be a pain in the neck wires to have her here as the girl she once was. He liked her as a smartaft with a sharp processor, not a feeble and stuttering mess of a squishy. He liked her as an individual Decepticon that has principles and morals like him, not that pet side he had come to see from before.
It all started when he had onlined for the second time, really… After being revived for the nth time of his lifespan and simultaneously been repaired by their Chief Medic, he woken up to something crawling over his frame that made him all too aware of the hate that he still had for the humans that was as deep as it could go into his spark.
It was the familiar small imprints and touches of their stinking feet and hands all over his frame that made him remember the way that they had dismantled his systems to make their own technology they have now today. His optics were onlined after a short click as they landed on her petite frame. His loath bubbled and rage filled him as he raised his newly attached arm and within that klik, the femme was sent flying to the wall with a single strike.
Megatron could clearly remember the sound of bones cracking as she collided with the metal wall of the Med Bay, not flinching and remaining livid. That was the first time that he had met Shein. Revenge was the only thing on his processor as he burned his stare into the femme's limp body but to his surprise, she made a comeback of Old English that made his processor glitch to stasis. He was too slow to process her words or over processing them, that is why he had a plentiful amount of crashes as he tried to recover.
Once he was fully functional, that was the only time he got to notice for the first time how much had changed in his faction. Every mission he had sent one mech into, had been done with better results than the last. His expectations were under placed too much that every achievement gave him a surprise. Even Starscream, his ever so loyal Airforce Commander –look at the sarcasm- had manage to complete his task; something that never happens if he counted all the times he had sent him on missions.
Pleased with whatever had happened, he ignored his faction's change in personalities too. But then, after a week of fully functioning, he saw the organic that had been there when he came online. Her deactivation was immediately ordered but none of his mechs made a move; unwilling to follow a simple order out of all the other orders he had given.
One of the present mechs that time, had beg for her to be given shelter with them. To say that he was furious was an understatement when he blew off the mech's shoulder plating before pointing his own weapon at the organic femme. He was about to make another strike, ensuring that he would not miss, but he never was able to as the mechs all moved to stop him. He was out numbered but he did more damaged than what he could before they all heard a shout of orders to stop from the organic's mouth.
What puzzled the Lord that time was how in the fragging pit she managed to make them follow her order. When she shook her head, the others had deflated while looks of shock, worry and fright, covered their faceplates. But before Megatron could splatter the femme with his pede, he was stopped by non-other than his scientist, Shockwave.
He had demanded for an explanation for his insolence which rewarded him with the truths he had missed and the things that had transpired since he was offline. Megatron didn't really acknowledge all of the words and explanations given but as his gaze landed on the femme, he sent her a warning glare that if she ever came into his view again, she should be prepared to be offlined by none other than him.
Even though he did that, that didn't stop her from coming to him to make a conversation and try to connect with him in some way. Every single time, she was so close to dying but she was restless as she kept coming back. When he finally snapped though, he was ready to end her puny existence, with or without even considering Shockwave's statement that she would be a useful object to be utilized by the faction.
It was the time that the Fallen had decided to mobilize with the plan of onlining the sun harvester that he thought of that. He was so busy with the plan commencing that he decided to leave the femme be for the duration as he started focusing on the completion of their goal.
When the idiotic Prime had killed his master, something shifted in his systems that he couldn't really point out until his gaze fell on his underlings around him, unyielding as they hauled the injured back to their ship. All those who can still fight had formed a strong wall to block the Autobots from offlining the greatly damaged others when they had fallen back. Even he was given protection as Optimus tried to catch up to him.
As they got back, a name call was done and it seems that even the dead ones were brought back. He questioned them of such a strange behavior and got a reply of conviction and respect. 'They are all our comrades, Lord Megatron.'
The lord wouldn't forget the next words that the mechs had said. 'They had greatly contributed to this faction and dedicated their lives in aiding and serving you with all what they have. Ms. Shein had pointed that as a legit argument that no mech should be left behind even the offlined…'
The mech that told him all of that had limped away without the other pair of leg but was able to stand tall and up to him, carrying a fallen comrade on his shoulders, going to a certain part of the ship Megatron had no knowledge of being turned into a resting place of the offlined.
Megatron remained silent throughout the arrival of the others before falling away. He refused to get treated by the insect so he had waited for Hook to fix him before being taken in yet another surprise as he saw the same organic he hated near the sparkling chambers that he hadn't visited since the fall of his master.
She was staring at all of them, looking over their condition as he noticed that they were being taken care of. Not a klik more, she turned and bowed to him like always but because he was livid, he was not in the right mood to ignore her existence as he grab a hold of her body and squeezed it tightly.
He expected her to struggle out of his grip but she didn't as she stared at him with understanding that showed him that she knew something that she wasn't supposed to know. The look made him angrier, the thought of killing her was far too sweet to end her pain though as the face of her pain gave him satisfaction.
"I am awfully sorry of what some of my race had done to you for the past centuries up to this date, my Lord." She started as some blood slip down her nose but she didn't really mind.
"I know that my apology isn't really enough for you to be able to forgive what had been done. I cannot change the past to stop it… but I am truly ashamed and apologetic of it. If I were given the chance to have foreseen how they had you, I would have done something and stopped your suffering." Her voice was soft and caring at first before it turned harsh and cold with her eyes reflecting emotions Megatron hadn't known to have a place on her.
That was the first time he had ever seen her darker side as she continued on little rant. "They called you lot monsters but from what we could all see, they are the real deal in this reality of ours. Slagging microchip processing glitching afts, have no right to call you and all of the Decepticons that for the inhuman things they have done."
Slightly peaked with this side of hers, he lessened his tight hold on her. Her words filled the silence, dark thoughts fluttering here and there and ideas of how to get revenge were sighted. Megatron didn't know when but he was considering her ideas and even giving some of his remarks about them, pointing out faults and strong points to take care of.
The time they had spent together before the little breedings, had given them both the chance to open up to each other but that didn't really give her a place in Megatron's spark. It took her longer for that as she proved that she is not what he thinks she is. The Lord did fall sometime after being open, letting her wax him from time to time. Relaxation hadn't felt so heavenly before for him during those little sessions.
She proved him that she was not also some freeloader human on the ship too. She was there to serve and gain greater progress as she became an adviser at times when he gave out orders. It was like he had what the insects call, small conscience on his shoulder plating, whispering and overlooking his actions with her own comments and little suggestions.
By the time when he let another squishy near them, Megatron had seen how she hand it to the other human that she wasn't to be trampled with. She was berating them for their cruelty when there she was, beating out the scrap out of the insect that harassed her. It made the Lord think of who he was once and then ponder about things he didn't really consider up until that time.
Another instance that contributed to his overheating processor was the questions she threw at him. What is the purpose of the faction exactly? Why was this faction created? How did the faction started? Why did mechs join his side?
Megatron had to tell her of some of his past which he didn't really mind when she kept on pestering him about it. When they had finished the small historical lesson, what he had been waiting for came… She pondered and came to him with more questions that reeled his own processor.
"If the Allspark is gone; Cybertron cannot be rebuilt; the Cybertronian race had been scattered… The Caste System was abolished; there is no government telling you otherwise… What are you all fighting for now? The war has no direction now that the purpose was lost… the equality you wanted had already been acknowledge as the Autoscums you keep telling me had deemed your faction powerful enough for them worry about you guys. What is there to earn from a war raging on between your factions now? More blood? More deaths? Less of you? Your species' extinction? Pride? I don't think those things could keep you all alive…" Shein had pointed out. She made her point and left him unsettled for the rest of the week as she let him think.
He reviewed all his memory files and just knew that she would be thinking that all the arguments he had were illogical. He did it because he was influenced…? That was not a legit argument when he had a choice. He did if for revenge? Well, she would also think that it is not a worth it reason.
Megatron was on the verge of just collapsing with his mind until she went up to him and snapped him out of his stupor. "You are the Lord High Protector, for Primus sake! And here, you are telling me that you did all of this for revenge?! Then, I guess your life is a piece of slag covered with scrap. You are worthless compared to the other purposes that the other mech's have. At least they know what they are fighting for. You are lost…. You should reconsider your direction again. Again… Why? Why did you create this faction again?" She urged him to answer but then left him to his own for the nth time.
Whenever he wanted to talk with her, she ignored him for a valid reason. Whenever she had to interact with him, it was pure business… and that got him frustrated even more that when he thought that her behavior was inexcusable, he went over to hurting the femme to the brim of deactivation but thankfully, Starscream and his trine had been there to stop his last blow.
The trine leader tackled him as the seeker ordered Skywarp to take her to a human medical facility with Barricade since they knew Hook wouldn't be able to deal with the damage given to her. They have known that she would die within their faction but not like this. They denied her the freedom to die like this.
Megatron was pummeled for the first time because he did not really make a move to defend his self when he got stuck in his thought of realization. He wanted to dismantle his self for just realizing it after so long. It only took the scene before him to make him remember the answer to the femme's question.
Yes, she needed to be almost killed for him to actually realize it… That the reason he had created his faction was because he wanted to PROTECT. He wanted to protect the mechs under him when they were back on Cybertron… The abused, the used, the tossed, the accused… every mech that had been wronged under the government he once was serving, he promised himself that he would protect them and lead them to a life that they would be seen as mechs that shouldn't be trampled with.
And he had done that! He had already accomplished that as he abolished their cruel pursuers and gained greater leverage over the others. The power they had was then misused and was taken for granted, like a virus, the train of thought spread and was amplified with Megatronous's influence on him.
After those realizations, Megatron, for the first time ever since they had left Cybertron, had apologized! Every Con, big or small, soldier or not, had spark attacks, had stasis locked theirselves or was reduced into a pile of statues.
Shein smiled up at Megatron, looking at his crouched position before nodding with her eyes glinting with amusement like his. "So, you realized it now huh?" She asked. "Can you tell me more now?" Megatron didn't really need her to ask as he took her and they spent time talking about it all while the others can't eavesdrop on them.
After that, everything was calm again. There was no more mission about destruction of the human race but only for them to find more energon reserves to harvest over the planet or any other planet within the system. Being seekers, they were the once always out but got Shein to company on their little trips. Until one time… After their little raid on the moon without Shein, the seekers came back reporting about the sole mech that Megatron didn't really want to even hear about.
The sole purpose of their suffering… The reason behind the Decepticon cause of searching for power…. The one mech that gave them the bad image when it was really him who had been the cause of it… Megatron ordered that they do not do anything about it for now as they kept it a secret from the femme.
He wanted to exploit the mech's sins first to those who help him above them. A Prime? Hah! Megatron laughed. The mech was not as close as to the Prime that he calls his own countermech. Nothing in that mech was even Prime-y.
This war had escalated far enough for Megatron and it took a weakling human femme to point it out to them. He would make sure that everything is to come back to the way it was after he annihilated that mech. Just one little thing to do and that is it.
And she said that revenge is bad… Not for this mech though…It is sweet if you know the one who deserves it. The plan they had been forming since that discovery was dedicated to that femme as he secretly thought of her as his sparkling. He needed her out of this last battle…. Far from the harm she could get into. He knew who to thrust within their faction with her but he knows all too well of those who are truly loyal to him from those who are not. If he wanted everything to be better for her, first, he needed her to be out of harm's way.
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