[I have heard the wise words of the readers and all I have to say is ….. I was just fuckin' wit yall. Why in all hell would I make a Decepticon a yandere? And some of my readers is correct, it would ruin the quality of the book. Now then I'ma give you guys a warning. I don't have all the Con's personalities down to a tee so please don't be too harsh. I will take advice though and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. My feelings are hurt easily.]

Chapter 4

(Ven POV)

So, I'm scared out of my goddamn mind right now. I'm headed down to the throne room and I don't know what to expect.

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When Knockout told me that I was expected in the throne room, I kinda just wanted to cry a little bit. Good thing I didn't though. Would be a bit embarrassing if they asked me why I was 'leaking'.

We're in the Hall of the Nemesis, walking to our next destination. Well, Knockout and Breakdown are walking. I'm just hitching a ride in their servos.

The walk down to the throne room was quiet and awkward.

I could tell that Knockout and Breakdown could tell that there was something that wasn't right. I could feel that there was something different too. It wasn't exactly hard to guess when even the Cons felt uneasy.

Now I really didn't want to go in there. I don't particularly feel all that fond of dying so early on in my life.

When we got to the doors of the throne room I took in a few deep breaths before Knockout and Breakdown walked through. I felt unbelievably nervous and it felt like my stomach was flipped. I didn't like the feeling.

I sucked in a sharp breath when Megatron came into view.I forgot how menacing he looked. The red eyes didn't help either.

When Knockout stopped at the foot of Megatron's throne, he bowed at the waist, putting his other servo above his chest. He didn't jostle me too much thankfully so I was good on that aspect.

I was watching Megatron carefully. He was still, very still, but I still watched him with wary eyes. I wasn't finna be caught lackin' when I could've just seen it coming.

When Megatron moved I'm not proud to admit that I flinched hella hard. He moved his servo forward and held his servo out, palm up.

I wanted to cry when Knockout plopped me down in his waiting servo. I didn't wanna be here! No no no!

I tried to calm my erratically beating heart and to make sure that my breaths were slow and measured. I didn't want to have a panic attack here. Would probably be a death sentence for me and death isn't on the list honey.

Megatron caged me with his digits and my breath hitched slightly. I breathe heavily through my nose and I slowly turn my head to look Megatron in the eye.

I slightly wince and duck my head as I saw that his blood red optics were focused heavily on my face. No. I didn't like this at all.

I felt a slight pressure leave my chest when somebody finally spoke. The silence was so loud and I didn't particularly like that. I felt like my head, heart, and soul was finna blow.

I take a few calming breaths and I sigh slightly as I listen to Knockout speak. I was gonna have to thank him later for unexpectedly saving me from a panic attack and a heart attack.

"My Lord, we haven't found the answer as to how the human acquired a Cybertronian signal. The human doesn't even know how they acquired it themselves."

During the time that Knockout spoke, Megatron brought his optics back to me, putting a pressure back on my chest. His gaze was heavy and it looked like he wouldn't hesitate to kill me, no matter the situation.

"Interesting."

I didn't like his tone of voice. That tone promised nothing but the promise of you getting hurt and shedding blood.

My brows furrowed and a slight scowl came to my face as I heard the nasal voice of Starscream along with those stripper heels that clang against the ground of the Nemesis.

"Master. May I suggest you hand the human over to me? I vow to find the solution to this strange phenomenon."

I sneered in Starscream's direction. I had almost forgotten that he was a scientist back on Cybertron. But that didn't help with the fact that he was still awfully annoying. He had his moments, but this wasn't one of them. I had chosen this moment to speak. I lost the feeling of fear for a moment as I spoke out against Starscream.

"Nobody asked for your input, you sad sack of shit."

It was quiet again and I could hear Knockout and Breakdown try to hold in their laughs unsuccessfully. Starscream looked like he wanted to blow a fuse though. Know what? I'm gonna make that my goal. Making Starscream blow a fuse is on my to-do list.

Starscream took a step forward and had his clawed servos raised threateningly. He had an angered look on his face that didn't particularly look good on his slim face.

"You despicable fra-!"

Starscream was interrupted and halted by the sound of Megatron's voice. His voice held a faux calm to it when he spoke. You could hear the underlying irritation in his voice.

"Starscream, instead of easily goading into the humans' words, go make yourself useful for once elsewhere."

This only made Starscream look up at Megatron in disbelief. He tried to talk back, buuuut….

"But Mast-!"

… Megatron quickly shot that down.

"I will not tell you again."

I snorted quietly and I looked at Starscream smugly as he glared at me on his way out. Now as much as that was entertaining, now to get back to the fact that this might be my last day alive. Emphasis on might.

When I turned to look back at Megatron I saw that his blood red optics were back on me and I chuckled sheepishly. He had an unimpressed look on his face as he seemed to be assessing me.

I took this moment to decide on whether or not I should speak. I'd probably lose my life, but at least I'd have the opportunity to say I talked shit to Megatron in his face in the afterlife. If there is an afterlife.

I quirk my lips and I tilt my head.

"You gonna talk or are you just gonna stare at me all day like you have no sense?"

You could practically feel the shock rolling off of everyone in waves (except Megatron and Soundwave). You could tell that they were majorly surprised at the amount of confidence I just had in order to spout those words from my mouth.

In the corner of my eye I could see both Knockout and Breakdown's expressions. I pressed my lips together and tried not to laugh. It was kinda hard due to them just staring at me with open mouths.

Megatron on the other hand only raised a brow. He didn't look impressed by me at all. He kinda looked weirdly uncaring about my words.

I kinda just expected him to crush me with his servo, or maybe be thrown at a wall, maybe even dropped to the ground and stomped on. He might've even ordered for me to get tortured due to my audacity.

He just stared.

Okay, now I feel uncomfortable.

"You are awfully confident for a small creature. Tell me human. Are you not afraid to be killed by the very mech who holds your life in their hands?"

I looked to the side and I made an expression that gave off the feeling that I wasn't bothered by what he said even though I felt very threatened and wanted to jump out of his servo.

"Sure. I don't really care though."

A lie, but he doesn't know that and hopefully he never will. He probably doesn't buy my lie though.

Megatron narrowed his optics at me before he slightly tilted his head as well, mirroring my movements slightly.

"My medic tells me that you don't know the origin of your signal."

I nod my head and crossed my arms.

"You would be correct."

At this moment I found it best if I told the truth. Mostly. I'm not finna give everything away.

Megatron hummed, seemingly interested as he looked me up and down with passive optics. Well, I think they look passive. I'm not really well versed in the art of reading emotions.

Megatron spoke again, but he wasn't talking to me.

"Soundwave. Set up a room for our … guest. Make sure that they have all of their basic needs met."

He outstretched his arm and handed me to Soundwave, plopping me onto his servo. I'm starting to get tired of getting plopped everywhere.

Soundwave made his way out of the throne room with me in his clutches yet again. I didn't speak at all this time. I didn't feel like speaking anymore now that I know that my stay is going to be undesirably longer.

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(Megatron POV)

Megatron was tapping his claws rhythmically on the arm of his throne as he thought about his future plan for the human that he had brought onto his ship.

He felt that there was something that the human was hiding and he wanted to know what it was.

He stopped tapping his claws and he just relaxed his servo. He rethought about his short but tense interaction with the human.

He could tell that they were young, younger than they looked. He could also tell that there was an underlying strangeness to the human.

They weren't afraid of him, just intimidated. He could tell. They looked like they were just testing out the waters when they spoke to him freely, acting as if there were no consequences in talking to him in such a manner.

Megatron felt that the human that he had just brought in will be majorly involved with events in the future. Call it a feeling.

In the meantime, he has to figure out what role the human will play out for him in the future.

[So the POV for Megatron isn't that great and I apologize. I also apologize for the horribleness of this chapter. I wrote this in school and I've been trying to make it come out as good as I could for you guys. Also I'm thinking about taking story requests from you guys. I won't ask for a while, but I just wanna see your guy's ideas for my potential next book.]