Megatron

Megatron loomed over Starscream as he worked, red eyes tracing every movement the smaller Decepticon made, specifically noting how the lock-like mark on his shoulder moved and twisted as Starscream leaned and tapped keyboards. Megatron couldn’t help the jealousy that rose in the back of his throat, wanting to bark and bite at the lesser Decepticon for having a sparkmate. At least, one that he knew of. How lucky was Starscream, to have a sparkmate that he knew and saw every single day for the rest of his life? In Megatron's not-so-humble opinion, pretty damn lucky.

But it wasn’t like Megatron didn’t have a sparkmate. He did, he just didn’t know who. No Decepticon had a dripping-star sparkmate symbol on the back of their neck, and luckily nor had he seen an Autobot have such a marking. Which only left one species- that Megatron knew of- that could possibly have the same marking as him. Humans. The idea made the Decepticon leader shudder, and almost wish his soulmate was a Autobot. Almost.

"Starscream, report." Megatron demanded, his red gaze refocusing on the cowering robot in front of him. The other Decepticon froze, daring to glance up at his leader, then returned his gaze to the holographic image in front of him.

"Lord Megatron, we have caught a glimpse of a.. a human that seems to have a similar marking to yours." Starscream stammered, spitting out the word ‘human’ with disgust. After all, what loyal Decepticon would want to be around a human? Nasty little maggots. But Megatron had expected such a response, knowing yet dreading the possibility that his sparkmate would be a soft human.

"Here’s the footage Soundwa- I found," Without further ado, Starscream pressed a button, popping up a holographic video of a human, seemingly from a street camera perspective. Megatron watched as the human conversed with another one of their species, seemingly showing the other something entertaining to them. Nothing was of interest to Megatron until he watched the human turn, back to the camera, and soulmate marking on full display. The exact copy of Megatron's soulmate marking on the back of his neck.

"And this isn’t some kind of joke, Starscream? This is unedited, genuine footage?" He asked, eyes remaining trained on the sickeningly familiar marking.

"No, my Lord! I would never dream of such a thing! I swear, if anyone dared to modify such important information, they would be killed!" Starscream spluttered, cautious yet hopeful, knowing they had a lead.

Stiffly, Megatron nodded and grunted in acknowledgment. "Reroute the Nemesis to the human's last seen location at once." He watched as Starscream eagerly complied, hurrying to another panel to type in something Megatron couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to. What was his luck, having a little fleshy meatbag as a sparkmate? Was this some kind of punishment? It felt like it.

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The sky was dark.

It shouldn’t have been dark yet! It was only, what, three in the afternoon? Maybe you would’ve assumed it was an eclipse if not for the colossal, flying metallic spacecraft in the sky, blocking the sun. Wind was blowing quickly- probably a result of the engines on that thing. Children began to wail and cry, adults screamed and expressed their shock through… various methods, some even going to far to proclaim that it was the Apocalypse. But if that ship wanted to destroy anything, it would’ve done so already.

The spacecraft groaned to a stop, frozen in midair, as if observing the ground below. Then, something seemed to open on the ship, and at least four flying machines hopped out of the ship, all headed for miscellaneous areas of the town below. One flew west, one flew east, one flew south, and one flew north. If you weren’t fleeing the ship before, this was definitely a reason to flee. People hid inside stores, alleyways, homes, schools, wherever they could find. Loud crashing and bellowing was heard for miles throughout the town, most likely caused by the colossal creatures as they landed in various places. You could’ve sworn they were transforming from vehicle to man… if they could even be called that. More like giant metal humanoid creatures with egos that went for miles.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind you, accompanied by whirring of machinery as the creature moved. As you turned, its red optic met your eyes, and it took a step forward. Crouching, as if you were a little dog, it reached out a thick metal finger to poke at your side. "Look at you, little fleshling!" He cooed condescendingly, spikes where his mouth would be moving. "Megatron must have a thing for… what’d he call ‘em...humans! Although I don’t see what’s so special about you." The metal humanoid talked half to himself, easily grabbing your body with his servos, fingers holding you in place as he stood. "Hey, Starscream, come lookit!" Nitro Zeus called out, head turning to watch as the second-in-command Decepticon approached, stepping over(if not through) buildings.

"How did you of all Decepticons find the human?" Starscream sneered, leaning closer and gingerly reaching out a servos, poking your side before wincing, as if you had burned him. "Disgusting little rat. Take it back to Megatron." He commanded, watching you squirm in Nitro's servos. Nitro Zeus, eager to show his findings, agreed instantly, ego inflated.

"That will not be needed." Megatron suddenly appeared from behind Nitro Zeus, seemingly have gone to search for his sparkmate as well. "Hand them to me." He demanded, extending a clawed servo, watching as Nitro obediently handed over you, careful not to let your body drop. Lifting his servo, Megatron's red optics stared into your eyes, before turning you around in his claws to stare intently at the back of your neck, hair or cloth moved aside for an easier view. "So the footage is true. You're my sparkmate, little human."