[So, since I'm going to have a whole lot of time on my hands I might as well give you guys more chapters. I also still want to hear some ideas that you guys might have for the future of my story since I'm still fairly new to writing fanfiction]

(chapter 7)

(Ven POV)

The next time I woke up I was hella groggy, but now I know that I've arrived before the series even started! Cool right?

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I woke up bleary eyed and barely coherent as I looked around majorly dehydrated and very hungry. As far as I know, I've been mostly asleep since I've been on this ship. I don't know how much time has passed, nor do I know when I'm going to get my things that I need in order to even survive here.

I groggily rolled over onto my side and I groaned in slight pain as I felt hunger pains in my stomach. I huffed and I breathed out heavily from my nose as I felt slightly sickly. I knew that if I didn't eat any food or drink any water soon I'd start puking my stomach out.

I looked around, noticing how quiet it was and how it was much warmer than it was when I was first awake. I slowly sit up and I take off my sweater, not wanting to stupidly overheat myself.

I dry heaved as I moved a bit too quickly for my liking, making me go onto my knees and hold my stomach for dear life, hoping to not puke all over these cold metal floors. I didn't feel like being criticized over being organic and how nasty my unprocessed food was. I also didn't feel like cleaning up my own puke. Nasty.

Once my stomach decided to give me mercy, I took a deep breath in my nose and breathed out heavily from my mouth. I was trying to get rid of that nauseating feeling and the dizziness.

I looked around, again. I had just noticed that I was in a different room from when I was awake earlier. This room was completely empty except for some boxes nearby.

I jumped up quickly, regretting it almost immediately as my vision went out and my head started spinning. My stomach also decided to be a bitch and started aching painfully once I was able to stand up all the way.

I took a deep breath before walking over to the boxes.

I opened them up, with some struggle, and I was not disappointed as I saw everything that I needed in order to survive on the ship. I even found a big ass box that had a portapotty on the side. They even added a portable bath! Neat. I'm not gonna lie, I didn't even ask for those. Eh. I'm not gonna worry about it.

I found a box full of food and I immediately grabbed a water bottle and something to eat, not wanting to puke due to dehydration and an empty stomach.

I downed the water and devoured my food choice.

I huffed as I pulled everything out of the boxes except the food. I didn't want to clutter everything on the floor since this room is more than likely my own.

I hummed happily as I pulled out the air bed and the multitude of blankets and pillows. I didn't ask for a mattress because I needed something that could be easily transported if need be. I ain't finna just ask for one heavy ass mattress, no thank you.

I quickly set the mattress up, noticing that they got the very specific ones that I asked for. Did you know that there are air beds that can be aired up by just turning an opening? That didn't make sense, but there was no need for an outlet for me to air up my bed. A king specifically. Needed that extra space for that extra comfort.

I heard the heavy footsteps of one of the cons before they even showed up. I decided to ignore it because there was a large chance that they would just walk by, but of course that isn't what happened.

Megatron, the big silver bitch, decided to come in, barging in without knocking mind you, and wanted to obviously converse with me, which, mind you, I did not want. He was intruding on my moving in time. Like, can you not see that I'm just settling in?

No matter. I can't even fully talk shit to him yet. I gotta get myself acquainted and all that. Get him to trust me enough for him to even consider me to become an advisor. A trusted advisor specifically. Can't become an advisor if I'm not really trusted. I've also taken into account that I might just need to prove my loyalty or some shit.

I had my back turned to him, which angered or irritated him no doubt, but I was still listening to what he had to say, I just wanted to get all my things in order. OOO they added in a laptop!

"I've taken into account that I haven't yet asked your name."

I perked up slightly from my position from nearly being completely inside the box since I've taken it upon myself to dive into all the things that I asked for and will require for the near future.

Anyway, I mentally burst out laughing as I just realized that I haven't even told them my name either. It was actually dumb on my part.

I calmed myself quickly before I became too annoying for Megatron to handle. Didn't want to annoy him like Starscream does. I probably shouldn't talk too much shit about him in my head…. Nah, I'mma keep doin' it.

"You can call me Ven."

Megatron hummed in interest and only watched me as I went back to going through and organizing my things. I didn't mind it, but it was hella uncomfortable. Anyone would be when a warlord as bloodthirsty as him was close by and watching every single one of your moves. I ain't finna sugar coat it for any Transformers fans. I'm lucky to even be alive right now and I'd say that that's a Christmas miracle. [hehehehehe]

Megatron spoke again, but this time I looked at him, peeking from over the edge of the box to show him that I'm listening.

"It has also come to my attention that you are not as scared as you should be. Care to tell me why that is."

I noticed that he wasn't really asking a question. He was being demanding in a subtle manner and it kinda freaked me out. How the hell do you manage to be subtly demanding anyway? That shit is just confusing.

I went back to shuffling through my newly acquired things. I still answered though. I'm not finna just stay quiet. I was going to lie my ass off though. I'm not just going to blurt out that I kinda know how to kill the big bitch in his sleep. [I do know some ways to kill him and I swear to god I ain't lyin'. The amount of research I did on his ass is astronomical]

I answered him, my voice slightly muffled due to the fact that I'm still shuffling through my box.

"I don't really feel threatened at the moment, so right now I'm just cruising it."

I didn't really see if Megatron' expression changed at all or if they remained neutral, but I did hear him hum. Oh I did NOT like that.

"Interesting."

Hooookay I'm very uncomfortable right now and I don't know if I should just continue digging through this box or to get out of the box and try to find something else to do and staying in the box is sounding splendid the more that I think about it.

Y'know what? I'm just gonna make some small talk. Make things less awkward and less uncomfortable.

"Sooo… what's so important about Earth?"

Don't judge me for immediately asking Big Bitch this question. I'm just trying to make conversation and trust happen here.

Megatron didn't immediately answer my question, but he did look like he was contemplating on whether or not he should tell me his motives. I may not know how to read emotions, but I sure as hell know how to read a villain that I've thoroughly studied.

"Make no mistake, your planet has nothing useful besides our life blood and fuel and our enemies, that is the Autobots."

Maaan, the look on his face would be priceless if I told him about all of the crazy shit that is on Earth. Heheheh he would probably go mad from just trying to revive Unicron early.

After he was done speaking, I got out of the box with a fork and spam in hand. I had made a sound to show that I was listening, I didn't want him to blast me away at the first sign of me not listening shows.

"Cool. It's good to know that our planet has little significance for you guys."

There was awkward silence after that. Mostly awkward silence since I was opening my spam and eating.

I could feel his stare and I told you guys once, I'll tell you again. His stare is hella uncomfortable. Made me just wanna stop eating. Sheeeeiiiiii, finna make me lose my appetite.

The silence extended for a few more moments before he just randomly walked out, but I can damn well tell you that that was a relief. His stare was hella heavy. And uncomfortable.

I continued to eat my spam slowly, just enjoying the slight silence for now before my room inevitably gets barged in by another tall, gigantic individual. Oh look. Here comes Satrscream. I could hear him stomping and grumbling under his breath before he even came in here.

When he stomped into my room I mourned the fact that my ears might actually bleed this time.

I looked up at him, chewing my spam, swallowing before speaking. Despite me being a little shit, I still have manners. I have my mama to thank for that.

"Wassup wit chu?"

I took another bite out of my spam as I listened to him complain about some random shit. He's probably going to go off for a few hours so I might as well listen carefully to get some information despite my ears begging me not to.

"Megatron is 'whats up'! That blasted mech beat me! All for a simple small mistake!"

He was pacing back and forth across my room, seemingly trying to distract himself from his anger. I could understand though. I would get mad too if I got beat over a small mistake. He didn't even know that Megatron was going to make a manipulative move on me.

I'm not gonna lie, I feel sympathy for Starscream. I don't pity him in any way, but I do feel bad for the fact that he gets abused constantly. I know that he even gets beat for the small mistakes too, easily fixable mistakes too.

He continued to rant and talk shit about different mechs on the Nemesis, even about Knockout. I've also learned that I'm in a totally different year and that he hasn't mentioned anything that would be even remotely related to the series, he didn't even mention the death of Cliffjumper.

I was just nodding along, listening to him, but also getting lost in my own thoughts, trying to give myself, or really just trying to drown out the sound of Starscream's voice. The oncoming headache was finna be huge. Anyway, I'm pretty sure that the series hasn't even started yet, so that's a big opportunity for me for many reasons.

Reason number one is that I'll have more time to plan and to save everyone. Well, not everyone, but you guys know what's up.

Anyway, let me go back to focusing on Starscream. I didn't feel like getting blasted just because I wasn't sacrificing my ears to listen to him rant and talk shit about everyone on the ship.

"The mech won't even listen to me when it comes to ambush tactics! Can you believe that!? Everyone on this ship doesn't give me enough credit when it comes to battle tactics, thinking that I'm too much of a coward and an idiot to even come up with at least tolerable ideas for attacking the Autobots!"

In the middle of opening a bag of chips I snorted at the mention of him being a coward and an idiot.

He was both, but I can say that I do know that he has come up with good ideas for attacking the Autobots. I've seen many Transformers series and I've seen some comics with Starscream in them and not all of them show him as an idiotic coward who has not a single brain cell.

I came up with an idea. It could go either good or bad, but I'm pretty sure that this will work in my favor and Starscreams. Don't come yelling at me for giving the prissy whiny itch advice, but this will mostly work in my favor in the future.

"Well, have you considered that it might have to do with the fact that you might actually be idiotic and a coward? Now don't come after me now, but I might be able to help you. And since we're friends you have to at least hear me out."

I saw him twitch at my words and I could kinda tell that he might have forgotten that fact that he was the one that offered for us to be friends in the first place.

He looked like he was contemplating my words before flicking his wings in interest. He stood a little straighter and he stopped pacing about my room. He turned to me and he inclined his head, showing that he was listening.

I made sure to think before I spoke, I didn't want to end up not making sense and he'd just take that as an insult, even though it just might be.

"From what I could tell about you is that you'd come up with anything that would give you benefit and that you are incredibly selfish and greedy."

Starscream looked offended at my words but he did not interrupt me, which is good. It lets me know that I won't be dying tonight.

I had a chip in my hand and I pointed it at him, emphasizing my words slightly.

"Those characteristics alone push everyone to not trust your words and you in general. You see where I'm going with this?"

He nodded his head and continued to listen. I ate my ship and I reached into the chip bag to grab another chip as I spoke.

"I could also tell you that you will abandon those in order to get your way or to preserve your own life, this also doesn't help with the fact that your leader does NOT like you."

Starscream was looking increasingly more offended and angry the more I said about him. They were true though.

"So my advice to you is to at least TRY and prove everyone wrong by being loyal and somewhat trustworthy. I can tell you're someone that wants to be seen. And you do seem kinda lonely."

He looked slightly thoughtful for a moment, but when I mentioned him being lonely he looked repulsed. He even recoiled at the sound of the word lonely.

"I am not lonely! What even about me screams 'lonely'!"

I just gave him a blank expression and put a chip in my mouth.

"You just told me that everyone on the ship basically doesn't like you, so I'm going to think your lonely. You probably even came straight to me due to the fact that you have no one else BUT me to talk to."

He was silent. He looked as if I hit him and told him to grow up, which he already does act hella childish, so, yeah.

[I meant to give you guys this yesterday. I'm sorry guys. Anyway, I'm working on another book so I might not be able to give you guys as many chapter as I would quickly like with this book