I hug Megatron as though it wouldn't ever,ever end. Not a con or bot may be able to fathom the idea Megatrojn could deliver huge, warm hugs. This hug is one of those really-needed-dire hug. I actually let out tears, telling him what they had done. This is my sparkwrenching moment. It just hurts. It really hurts. Starscream would say my spark is aching for a loss. I lost a child.
"And The Hatchling?..." Megatron lifts my helm face up.
I look up to him.
"...They took him." Tears are blinding my vision. Best way to say it is "I couldn--tn't..I couln't do a slag-g-g-g--ging thin'!"
I can feel mixed emotions from Megatron.
But most of all, I could feel rage from him
"They had me sedated and frozen!" I finish, as Megatron wipes off a tear from my faceplate. I sniffle. "Just like you were..."
Megatron is the one who suggested names to me, and the one that I chose. There was; PosionSpy,SpeedStinger,Livy--A no go because it will make anyone realize it was me--,Searchlight, and RobustShell. RobustShell had a ring to it. A name that didn't seem to make a giant bombshell after being said.
So it fit me like a glove.
“This is Robustshell,” Megatron introduced me, his arm wrapped around my shoulder. “A femme.”
I saw this odd, short Decepticon who stood out pretty much freeze.
“Where did she come from?” A Decepticon with a Australlian accent spoke. He held something squirming in his arms
“The Weeping Angel cave.” I lied, then wave my had in front of my face. I just smelled some-con's fart. Good grief. Does fart really smell like that? I CAN SMELL. I CAN SMEEL! HOLY ALL-SPARK! I CAN SMELL. “Ewww."
“She came from a different planet," Megatron explained to them, at least chuckling at my own reference. "Three planets away from Cybertron.”
I broke the hug, clearing my throat.
"I want to make them pay." I tell him, my servos are balled up into a fist.
"And they will." Megatron told me. "You know where to find them?"
The humans who kept me captive will die.
They will die in the worst way possible.
"Starscream," Megatron calls of the Seeker. "I have some other plans of mine. And Make sure Sentinel does not go over his word."
I heard a grumble, "Yes, Master."
Ooooh boy. Megatron doesn't like being called Master. It makes him sound as though he is the owner of Starscream. "STTAARRSCREEAAAAM, don't call me master unless you want to die!" It makes me giggle at this retort. Good primus, I've missed this interaction for who-knows-how-long!
Feels like I had just landed in the Bayverse. Where This is Crazy, but I'm in the Bayverse couldn't be a chance to LIVE a full 24 hours. You know how threatening Decepticons can be towards humans? Very, idealy threatening they could have killed me! I kind of used this hatred they had on me to do some quick, thinking escapes. Escapes that saved their own arse. I can feel as though my time here is coming to a close.
"I wish to stay," is my choice.
But, I can't.
I do not want to go.
The time is going to be coming, soon. But for this to be happening...Megatron shouldn't be in pain when the time has come. I have to do it. I have to break that emotional bond. Before it is ever too late. I should leave as I had arrived; with no strings attached that can break a person or a Cybertronian.
Then, we went to find the humans who needed to pay dearly.
Cruelty is not an option.
Cruelty is now a decision.