Trigger Warning for this Chapter

Saphira trembled as Soundwave drove up to Trump Tower. The luxury hotel seemed to be one of the few buildings left untouched by the decepticons. She guessed she shouldn't be surprised since Dylan was working for the decepticons, and they still needed him. But for Saphira, she was looking at a tower full of dread. She did not want to be here. She wanted to flee, and escape the city. Especially since she knew that Megatron was unlikely to comply with Sentinel. She was dreading what Megatron was planning for her. She well and truly was.

Saphira did not struggle as Dylan got out of the car and walked around to grab her from the passenger seat and force her to walk into the building. She was hoping that the room she would be forced into would have some way she could get out. If it did, she would most certainly take advantage of it and make her way out of the building, and try to get out of the city. She did not want to be here.

"I guess you can be considered one of the lucky ones to be given mercy by the decepticons," Dylan said with a smug expression as he walked with her into the building. "I guess you must have earned some kind of respect from Sentinel, which is why he was hesitant in allowing Megatron to even be near you." He chuckled a little as he thought it was very amusing. "But he betrayed Optimus. So it shouldn't be a surprise that he will keep betraying you. At least, until you accept Megatron as your sparkmate. Maybe you'll get a case of Stockholm syndrome."

Saphira frowned as she listened to him. "And what about you? You have all this money, and the ability to make choices, Dylan. Why are you not making your own decisions? You could choose to stop this, you could choose to save lives."

"Do you really think they give you a choice?" Dylan shook his head before flinching. Saphira turned her head and she saw Laserbeak following then. "I inherited a client from my father, and they don't exactly give you many choices. It is either comply or die. Either way, if it was not me, it would be someone else! I hope you understand."

She shook her head. "No, I don't. I do not understand at all, Dylan. I'm a millionaire by inheritance as well. And I could never think that would put in a position above everyone else. But it gives me the power of choices."

Dylan let out a scoff of amusement. "That might be true, and I still haven't worked out what work your grandfather did that he passed it to you and not his son, but I am good at digging deeper!" He walked her over to an elevator and forced her inside before pressing a button. Laserbeak did not follow as he flew up the stairs instead. "I am all about wanting to survive. You must understand that as a basic need for human survival."

She glared at the man. "Tell that to all the bodies out there. All those people wanted to survive. Men, women and children, tell that to them!" She gasped as Dylan almost backhands her, only to stop himself when he knew he would be in trouble. She shook her head as he lowered his hand. "You could stop this. All you need is some kind of explosive to destroy the control pillar."

"And you think I'm going to jeopardize my life over that? I don't think so. I'll have my maids ensure you are scrubbed down as Megatron has ordered." Saphira grimaced and tears fill her eyes. "Don't forget that it was you who made the choice to run into a burning city. You cannot blame anyone else for that, but yourself. But I guess grief can make one do stupid choices. I hope it was worth it."

Saphira looked at the elevator doors as it continued to go up the floors. She thought more about all this and looked at Dylan. "But I am still confused." He raised an eyebrow at her. "They said they were here for our resources. But then I heard them say something about bringing Cybertron here. What the hell does that mean?"

The man smirked at her and he shrugged. "Well...I know that you were able to work out the first part of their plan. But you weren't able to work out the rest of it." He let out a light chuckle as she narrowed her eyes at him. "But really one resource in particular. One unique to our planet." Saphira still did not understand as she listened to him. "You see, they can't rebuild without a slave labour force."

"What?" Saphira was shocked to hear that. She never thought that the decepticons would go that far, and definitely not Sentinel Prime. "You're joking! Right?" The man shook his head, and as the elevator came to a stop and the doors open, he forced her to walk out of the elevator. "But that makes no sense! Humans can't go to Cybertron. The air would not be breathable!"

"Which is why they are shipping their planet here. How many rocks up there in the universe offer six billion slaves?" She shook her head in disbelief at what she was hearing. "Once their planet is rebuild, no matter how long it takes, they plan on leaving this planet."

Saphira shook her head. "No, no I don't think so. Sentinel said something about something being beneath the crust of this planet. And that they intend to destroy it." She could not believe that Sentinel and the decepticons would leave Earth once their planet was rebuilt. Something else was going to happen. "I don't think you should trust what they say, Dylan. If you were even able to understand what it is like to be in my shoes, you would not trust Sentinel or the decepticons either. They are lying to you."

Dylan shrugged as he did not seem to care. "I have a feeling that we all will be dead and gone by the time they finish rebuilding their planet. Well, I will be. I overheard Megatron speaking about a way to ensure that you will live a long life." She looked at him in surprise as she did not know about that. "I see Optimus did not tell you, or did not know. I'll leave that explanation to him."

So Megatron does intend to have me around for a long time. I still don't even know if he likes me, or if this is more for lust than anything else.

"But I guess you intend to ensure your descendents will keep inheriting the same clients. I highly doubt that they will want to lose their only human operative left. Especially since you seem to want this to happen." The man rolled his eyes as he kept walking her through the hallway before he stopped and put his key into the door, and opened it. "Or...well, I guess when everyone else is their slaves and I am forced to be Megatron's toy, that makes you and your descendents a world leader. Lucky you."

"Don't jinx me." Dylan seemed to like the idea of being the leader though, as it meant he would not be doing any of the hard labor. And that seemed to be right up his alley. Once inside the room, Dylan approaching several of his maids who were looking at him in surprise. "Our Lord Megatron has requested this girl to be clean, and checked for any injuries." He pushed Saphira over to the women who take a hold of her wrists. "Make sure she is scrubbed fully, or we are all dead. And find a plain, white dress for her to wear. I'll prepare a room for her and Megatron in that time. And don't be quick either. Megatron has given us two hours to get the girl refreshed and checked over for injuries. I'll make a final check before a dress is put on her. Is that understood, ladies?"

Saphira was mortified that Dylan would want to check over her body once she had been scrubbed down. She did not want him to see her naked. She didn't want the women to see her naked either. But she was forced to walk through the penthouse to a bathroom. The women weren't harsh though as they walk her into the bathroom, which was somewhat okay with. They were harsh in tearing her ruined clothes from her body though. She whimpered as they stripped her clothes, heaving them tears as they were removed.

Once she was naked, they force her into the shower and turn it on. Saphira shrieked as the cold water hit her skin hard, and she shivered. The women left the door open as one of the women grabbed the showerhead from the holder as the water heats up and she moved the showerhead around her body to begin rinsing the dirt, sweat and grime off her body. Saphira didn't try to stop the woman as she watched streaks of black fluid run off her body. She was not surprised by how dirty her skin was. But she was completely mortified right now.

Once her body had been rinsed down, the three women all grabbed a loofah each, poured lotion onto them to begin scrubbing all over her body. Saphira closed her eyes to try and hide her shame. She felt a bit of stinging on her back and shoulders, unaware that there were some shards of glass sticking in her skin. She grimaced as the glass was pulled out, especially as the new wounds began to sting upon contact with the water and soap lather. Saphira just wanted to try and imagine she was not here.

She winced as one of the women began to scrub her hair with shampoo, and she kept her eyes closed the entire time. She wanted to think back to when she and Optimus were together. But it was hard. It was so hard to think back to when it was just her and Optimus on the road together. But she still tried to let her mind escape from this reality, she had to. The women were just doing their job, and they were unlikely to listen to Saphira. Even if they were sympathetic to her.

She was alarmed when she felt them shaving her legs and lift her armpits to shave as well. She guessed that the women were going to be very thorough. Especially as they spread her thighs to begin giving her a bikini shave. She whimpered and shook her head as she did not want to be feeling that. But her dignity was lost right now, and she could only do nothing. She was trapped. She might be being scrubbed down, but she still felt dirty. But she knew she was going to feel even worse once Megatron had her in his grasp. She shuddered as she knew exactly how it was going to go down.

And while she knew that Megatron had given Dylan two hours to complete the task, for Saphira, this felt a lot longer. Her body was scrubbed down, they washed her face, hair and conditioned her hair as well, and they shaved her armpits, legs and bikini area. She honestly just felt so...lost. She wanted this nightmare to just end so she could wake up, and know that it was all just a bad dream. But it would not be so. It was real.

Eventually, the women were satisfied and turned off the shower. It did not matter to them that they got their clothes wet from this as well. They walked her out of the shower and towel dried her before bringing out the hairdryer to dry her hair. The cuts on her back and shoulders were treated with some ointment, which stung upon contact. But Saphira did not react to the feeling. She honestly just stood there, feeling weak and sick. She made no eye contact with the women, only staring at the wall as they dried her body off. They finished by applying some more lotion and cream to her body to soften her skin even further.

One of the women left to find a white dress, and to inform Dylan that Saphira had been cleaned. While that happened, one of the other women forced Saphira to brush her teeth. She grimaced, but she complied and they made sure she brushed her teeth correctly before they let her rinse out her mouth. With that, she was done. She was not sprayed with any perfume, and no makeup was applied as Megatron had not given any specifications on that.

"Let me check before you put that on!" Saphira jumped when she heard Dylan's voice outside the bathroom. The women made her turn to face the door before it was opened, and Dylan walked in. He was wearing a new suit. This one was clean, compared to the one before. He paused as he saw the naked girl in front of him, and he could not help but look her up and down. "Hmm...very, very nice. You said she had glass shards in her back and shoulders, right?" The women nod, and gestured to her back. Dylan walked over and the women scattered to allow him to walk around her. Saphira felt like she was some kind of item that he was looking at, and it made her tremble. "Hmm..." Dylan checked the cuts in her back. They were still fresh, but they were not bleeding. "I'll make sure to inform Megatron of this. But Saphira did jump through some windows, so this was her fault. Aside from that...and there's a bruise on her thigh..." Saphira grimaced as he placed his hand on her thigh as he walked to stand in front of her. "I can see even more why Optimus and Megatron are attracted. You are a fine, young woman, Saphira." Saphira wanted to spit at him, but she did not react. "If I gave you a billion dollars, would you open your legs?" She grimaced and shook her head instantly. "Hmmph! Who am I kidding? You're a transformer whore! I wouldn't be able to satisfy you anyway. Get the dress on, and I will escort the young lady to her private quarters."

Saphira watched the man leave and close the door behind him. She wanted to just cry right now, but she kept her tears to herself for the time being as she watched one of the maids walk over to her. They slip the dress on her, and it was just a little too small for her. But it was the only size they had, so Saphira had no choice but to wear the dress, even if the tightness of the dress showed her figure a little too much. They brushed her hair, making sure there was no knots before they walk her out of the bathroom.

Dylan was holding a glass of champagne in his hand while he waited for Saphira to be brought out to him. He smiled at her as he was happy that she was ready. "Thirty minutes to go. I am so glad that we have plenty of time to spare!" Saphira said nothing as he held the glass to her. "Should I get you one?" She did not react, even though she wanted to slap him for making fun of her. "Well, you're not old enough for alcohol just yet, I suppose. And you're pregnant. More for me. Let's go."

He grabbed her by the elbow and made her wall through the penthouse and back out onto the hallway. She was terrified at the moment, and she had no idea what she could do. Several guards walked with Dylan to make sure she did not try to run away. She wanted to scream and fight, even though she honestly did not feel like she had to strength to do that anymore. She was scared, and cornered with no way out.

He leads her to the elevator again to go down a couple floors before leading her down a hallway. Multiple guards were in the hallway, and several maids scurried out of a room they had been preparing for Saphira and Megatron. Saphira could not help but feel like she was going to faint. She trembled fearfully as she was made to walk towards the room. She swallowed nervously, feeling her throat tighten as she stared fearfully.

"I made sure that this entire room has been well prepared for you and Megatron," Dylan said with a smile, leading her to the doorway. "Make yourself comfortable. I have a feeling Megatron will be right on time, even if I tell him everything is ready." He pushed Saphira into the room gently and she turned to look at him with fear in her eyes. "Don't worry, I am sure Megatron will be good to you, Saphira."

She shook her head as tears fill her eyes. "He won't. Please don't let this happen." Dylan took a deep breath and looked away with a slight frown. "Don't let him in here. Let me go, Dylan. You could come with me, and we can run out of the city." The man looked back at her as tears fall from her eyes. "If you leave me here, Megatron will probably kill me. You know this. If not kill me, he will..." She placed her hand on her stomach nervously. "Well...I think I will be injured severely. Please, I beg you. Save me."

Dylan stared at Saphira as he thought about her words. He could see she was scared, but he also knew his life was on the line. "It's too late for me, Saphira. You now belong to Megatron, and he is free to do to you as he wishes." She shook her head. "I expect he will want you to be washed again once he is done with you. So get comfortable with your room. He will be here soon."

Saphira shook her head as he closed the door, and she heard it lock from the outside. Saphira whimpered as she stepped back from the door slowly with wide eyes. She turned slowly to see she was in a king single room. It wasn't huge like the penthouse that Dylan was staying in. This was a single room with the king size bed, a couch, TV, coffee table, small kitchenette and the connecting bathroom. And while there was a window looking out into the city, this felt like a prison. She grimaced and dashed into the bathroom as she felt sick again and began to heave into the toilet. She did not know if this was morning sickness or fear, but it did not matter. Even when she stopped being sick, she sat by the toilet and hugged her legs while staring at the door with wide eyes, knowing Megatron would be here soon.

Major Trigger Warning for the Last Part of this Chapter. Continue at your own discretion, or proceed to the next chapter

The thirty minutes that were ticking by felt like an hour. And while that might be a good thing, each minute that passed made the air feel tense. She felt like her throat tightened, choking herself as the time passed by. She was still somewhat hoping that Lennox would find her before anything would happen. But Saphira knew that was just wishful thinking. The man was not going to reach her in time.

Saphira jumped and gasped loudly when she heard the door unlock and open slowly. She trembled and held the side of the toilet tightly, hoping that her grip on the porcelain would be strong enough to keep her from being pulled away. But she knew that would be unlikely. She heard the sound of his growling, and humming, making her shudder fearfully. She could not help but let out a light sob.

His footsteps approach the bathroom, and he peered into the door. Saphira looked at his holoform fearfully. His holoform was large with broad shoulders, wide chest with abs and thick, muscular arms. Scars covered his body from his injuries, and the side of his head had a large scar, representing the injury his full form still had. His dark, silver hair was should length, and shimmered under the light. He was shirtless as he walked towards her. Despite the fact he was a decepticon, if she wasn't afraid of him right now, she could see his holoform was attractive. But that attractiveness made her quiver in fear.

Kneeling slightly, and Saphira saw that he kept optics on his holoform, and his fingers had sharp, metal claws instead of regular nails. He was observing her quietly, glancing at the toilet for a moment before looking back at her. "I guess the morning purging has been strong with you, hmm." She did not respond to him. He reached out, and she recoiled fearfully, whimpering loudly as he placed his hand on her cheek. "I have waited so long for you. So long for this very moment. Ever since I first saw you while my body was frozen in that prison, I have not stopped thinking about you. I never thought a little human would be so beautiful. But you are such a pearl to me."

Saphira grimaced as he brushed her hair from her face and felt him lifting the strap of her dress to look at the glass cuts on her back and shoulders. She could tell he had been informed about them, and he was inspecting to make sure they were indeed no because of Dylan or any of the decepticons. His optics observed them silently before he turned his head to look at her.

He then moved to grab her hands and take them away from the sides of the toilet, making her flinch in surprise, and looked up at him as he gently moved to make her stand. Saphira wanted to be defiant, but she couldn't find the strength or motivation to do that. So she stood up slowly, looking at him as she trembled before him. He reached around to hit the button on the toilet to flush away the contents she had heaved into the bowl without taking his optics on her.

He stared at her and smiled at her. "It is a shame that you have had to endure such pain. You have no one else in this world to rely upon. Give yourself to me, and I can show you that I am just as worthy of your heart as Optimus was." He moved his hands to her shoulders, making her look away from him. "I am more than just an evil, leader of the decepticons, Saphira. I am just me, Megatron. Nothing more."

She kept her eyes away from him as she listened to him. "But...you only want to fight and destroy. Once Cybertron is rebuilt, will you destroy it again? And what does Sentinel mean by something beneath the crust of our planet?"

Megatron chuckled gently at her, moving his hands to her neck and making her whimper fearfully. "Cybertron is still my home, Saphira. It will always be my home. I might have brought war, but it was for a good reason. I have bee made a promise by someone, and I intend to do whatever it takes to get that promise." He cupped her cheeks and made her turn to look at him. "As for what is within your world...an ancient enemy of Cybertron." She frowned as that made no sense. "You will learn what that is soon. But let us not focus on that."

Saphira tensed as he leaned forward suddenly and kissed her. She grimaced and cried out before she struck him across the face, yelping as the impact on his holoform stung her hand, but it made him let go and look at her in shock. Saphira backed away from him fearfully as she stared at him. "I don't want this. I can't open my heart to you, Megatron. I will always love Optimus, and you can't destroy that."

Megatron seemed shocked that she had actually struck him. He rubbed his cheek where she had struck him thoughtfully and he simply smiled at her. Saphira actually expected him to get very angry, so this patience was a surprise to her. "No, I know that I can't destroy the love you have for him. Especially when you carry a small piece of him inside of your womb." Saphira backed away until her back was against the wall as he stepped forward and placed his hand on her stomach. "It is strange, that you carry the child of a Prime. And I had wanted to be the one to give you sparklings. But you chose him over me."

Saphira shivered in disgust as he rubbed her stomach gently. "You didn't exactly give me a reason to feel anything for you, Megatron. You were so intent on hating my race, and you are intent on destroying my world. How can I feel anything for you?"

Megatron bit his lip a little as he pondered on her words. "I suppose that is true...and that little incident in snatching you from college did not help, I suppose." He shrugged with a slight smile. "All in the name of Cybertron, and making our races better..." He looked at her eyes as she stared back at him. "But I don't require your love for me to have you." She tensed as he stepped closer, pressing her against the wall harder and she stared as his large chest pressed against her breasts. "Without Prime, your bond is severe. I only need to force the bond on you, and we will be sparkmates for life."

Saphira wanted to argue but she could not speak. She did not know what he planned, and she grimaced as he forcefully kissed her again before he grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the floor of the bathroom. She scrambled to her feet, and she was about to turn to face him when she yelped, feeling him swipe at her back and shoulders. His claws cut through the straps of the dress, making it fall to the ground. And they cut into the flesh of her back, not only causing new wounds, but even causing the glass cuts to begin bleeding again.

She stumbled forward and turned to look back at him in shock, covering her breasts and crotch with her arms as she stared at him. Megatron's face had changed from gentleness to a rage that scared her. "Please...don't hurt, Megatron...I will listen to you...so please..."

"Save your breath!" He interrupts harshly, stepping forward as he grabbed her shoulders and forced her to face him. "Drop your arms! NOW!" She grimaced as the ferociousness of his words and she dropped her arms by her sides, knowing that now amount of dignity she had left was even there. Megatron smiled as he looked down her body. "Uh...you have changed a little since I held you down in that warehouse. Mmm...yes...you definitely have matured...you are nineteen now, right?" She nodded. "Hmm...and this will likely change if your carrying continues..." He ran his hand over her breasts, making her grimace, while he ran his hand down her stomach. "Ah, you're already starting to show. Unsurprising, the sparkling will probably kill you anyway."

Saphira had no comment. She did not want to say anything as she knew that it was best not to. She was just wanting to run into that shower to scrub herself clean again. But she could not, she was trapped with Megatron. He kissed her again suddenly, making her whimper and shudder in disgust, but he grabbed her shoulders harshly and dug his claws into her skin. She writhed in pain as streaks of blood ran down her shoulders and arms as she waited for him to stomach kissing her.

As his kissing was not being reciprocated, he pulled back and glared at her. She stared at him nervously as he glanced down at her body again before he pushed her out of the bathroom and threw her into the bedroom. Saphira stumbled and fell on her side on the carpet, hissing as she felt her knees scrape the carpet and knew she had carpet burn. But that was the least of her concern. She looked up as she saw explosions outside, and she did not know what they were from.

She didn't have much time to think as Megatron grabbed her by the back of her neck, grimacing as his claws dug into her skin and threw her onto the bed. Saphira whimpered and turned as he walked closer. "Please, Megatron...I...I don't want this...please..." She sniffled as he lifts his knee and pressed it on the mattress to pull himself up. "Please...I beg you..."

Megatron just smirked at her. "Pleading...yes, plead...beg..." She gasped as he forced her legs apart and rubbed over her core, making her grimace and writhe, looking away from him in shame. "How I was delighted the first time you begged for me to not hurt you! I have wanted nothing more than to hear you beg again." She arched her back as she felt his fingers plunge into her entrance and move them roughly, making her sob loudly. "Ah...so beautiful...so vulnerable...I will ensure you stay that way for me, Saphira...and I'll make sure you enjoy bearing my sparklings in the future."

Saphira said nothing. She grabbed a pillow to cover her face with it, crying into it as she tried to ignore Megatron touching her. She did not want this, but fighting him was no better. She gasped as he ripped the pillow from her gasp, and she looked at him with wide eyes. He simply grinned, leaning down and kissing her again roughly, not caring that she was not kissing him back. She wanted to shake her head and avoid his lips, but she could not.

She yelped as he gripped her cheeks suddenly as he pulled his lips away, making her whimper as the claws dig into her cheeks. "Ah...yes...whimper and whine...how delightful!" He chuckled as he lets her go before forcing her to turn over onto her knees. He gripped her hips roughly and she looked back at him, and he felt her trembling against his hands. "Good girl..." He pats her rear with a grin and she widened her eyes as she saw his pants was gone, and then she felt it at her entrance. "Relax..."

"No...please, no!" Saphira begged, shaking her head wildly as the head of his large, metal length rubbed her entrance. "Please...Megatron..." Tears streaked down her cheeks and nose as she pleaded with him. "You'll tear be in half."

Megatron chuckled softly and she let out a scream as she felt him thrust harshly, forcing his length deep into her canal. She shuddered as he was bigger than Optimus was, though Optimus was always gentle with her. "You survived Optimus. I think you can survive me too!" She shook her head as he began to move his hips, not caring that he was hurting her as he was not gentle. She cried and whined loudly as each hip movement was like a knife cutting into her flesh. "Ah...yes...yes! I've waited so long for this!"

Saphira clenched her eyes shut, hoping that she could somehow signal Sentinel that she needed him. But she doubted she could even do that. She yelped as he leaned and pressed on her shoulders, forcing her to lay on the mattress as his hips moved roughly into her. She could feel the tip of his length pressing into her womb. She had a lot of fear of what was happening within her. Her abdomen hurt so much, and her core felt like it had been ripped. It was worse than when she lost her virginity.

And with him holding her down, he was digging his claws into her shoulders again, and she was not worried about him cutting into her anymore. She was more worried about what he was doing to her currently. She sobbed and closed her eyes, trying to let her mind escape to something good. Though it was extremely hard with the pain she was feeling in her abdomen. And she felt helpless to stop him. Her body was exhausted from running, and now she was being forced by Megatron.

"Ah! Yes!" Megatron howled with a big grin on his face. "You will be mine!" She turned her head and saw the grin on his face. She hoped he did not intend on forming the bond today. She would hate that. "It is almost time to bring Cybertron into this planet's atmosphere! Sentinel is preparing to fire!"

She turned her head and buried it into the mattress, sobbing into the sheets as she tried to ignore him. But then he began to move his hips faster, pressing into her deliberately and feeling his length push deeper. She cried out in pain, and she began trying to struggle, through her pushed her against the mattress hard, knocking the wind from her as she gasped loudly. She took a moment before she felt him press further, and the feeling of something snapping or ripping within her, making her scream in pain and she almost puked over the bed.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Megatron cried out gleefully. "It is almost done! And I will claim you as my own!"

Saphira glanced back up at him with a frown. "J-Just like Sentinel has claimed you?!" She bit back at him, and he looked at her in surprise. "Really? Was a-all this even worth it, Megatron? You, the l-leader of the decepticons...you are as low as they come right now."

He stared for a moment before he roughly turned her onto her back without removing his length from her and held her down by the throat, though he did not choke her while he kept moving his hips roughly. "What did you just say? Of course this was worth it!" He leaned down closer to her, eyeing her off with his optics. "You question my authority."

Saphira took deep breaths as she grimaced before looking directly into his optics. "And yet...Sentinel has all the power, Megatron." He narrowed his optics at her. "It's actually quite tragic...y-you...the mighty d-decepticon leader...y-y-you were defeated in Egypt..." She grimaced as he swiped her face suddenly, making her gasp as his claws scratch her cheek and forehead. She took a deep breath and looked back at him. He wasn't choking her, and she guessed because he wanted her alive. "You a-aren't even healed yet. You had Sentinel b-brought back t-t-to life, and now...you're nothing."

"You dare lecture me?!" Megatron hissed angrily at her, swiping her face again, ignoring the deeper wounds he was causing to her. "And why should you care about me?" He grabbed her cheeks and turned her face to make her look at him. "Heh, maybe deep down you do...and you are lying to yourself."

She shook her head and smiled a little at him. "At least...i-if y-y-you kill me today, I r-r-rest in peace knowing one thing. Your decepticons finally conquered this planet, and you w-w-won't be their leader." Megatron sneered at her as he growled at her. "And with your p-p-planet being brought here, y-y-you'll be in my position. Y-You'll be nothing but Sentinel's bitch!"

"ENOUGH!" Megatron pulled out of Saphira roughly, ignoring the splutter of blood that followed, and backhands her roughly in the face, making her fall off the bed to her ground hard. "I will always be the leader of the decepticons!" He slid off the bed, watching as she tried to crawl from him and he picked her up and threw her towards the window. "Look outside! Do you see Sentinel's stamp on that destruction?! No! It is all me! Me and my decepticons!" Saphira looked out the window, her vision was blurry, but she could see there was a fight happening outside. He stamped on her back, making her grimace, though he did not break her spine. He leaned down, grabbing her hair to lift her head up to speak with her. "You might think you are smart with your words. But I will make sure..." Megatron paused as he seemed shocked about something for a moment. "What...no..." She glanced at him weakly in confusion as he looked out the window. "Ugh...this can't be happening!" He turned and stomped away from Saphira as she watched him with a weak frown. He opened the door to speak to the guards outside, not caring he was not clothed. "Remain by the door! Do not enter, do not listen to the girl! I will return once we deal with this new issue!" The men nod affirmatively, and he glanced back at Saphira. "This should not take long."

With that, he slammed the door shut before his holoform faded. The door was locked from the outside, even though Saphira had no strength. She turned her head to look out the window. Her vision was so blurry that she could barely see. She could see decepticons firing at something, and she did not know what it was. But she honestly did not care. She lowered her head to the floor, feeling nothing right now. She was glad she was left alone. She could move on, and be with Optimus, even if this was not how she imagined her life would end as she closed her eyes as unconsciousness took over.