To the Edge (TFP Megatron x F!Reader) ✔️

Chapter 23

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enerphin (eh-nr-fn) and the "orange energon" I made myself. It's fiction, what ya gonna do about it?

But real talk, how many of you would be interested in next chapter being all about Megatron's gladiator past and perhaps some of his own family life?? I'm thinking I'mma do it

Warnings: Megatron and reader fight a little but its not serious, reader suffering from the loss of the kioten

To the Edge updates every Friday and Sunday.

Thank you so much lovelies, stay safe, and enjoy the chapter :)

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      "I do not know what  compelled you to follow that incorrigible Starscream into battle, did you not hear my orders to him?!" Megatron growled at (Y/n).

      (Y/n) glared right back at him. "It was to save Breakdown's life. Did you not look at his own report? He stated he was tied down,  his sensory nodes turned off. They tortured him without the pain. MECH isn't some stupid organization my government has strung together."

      Megatron paused, making everyone else in the room stop. "What do you mean?"

      "MECH, that's what they're called. It's an abbreviation but I don't know what for. They're trying to collect data on Cybertronians - possibly even build one." (Y/n) stood tall, challenging Megatron with her own presence. A feat none would dare try.

      Megatron scoffed. "You really try to reach for the sky for solutions. They are not building a Cybertronian. Humans don't have the technology."

      "No? Why don't you take a look at the parts they took from Breakdown!" (Y/n) jammed her thumb behind her, the mech in question having an optic-patch over his right optic. For now, different parts were colored differently on him, and Knockout (whom was standing next to him) shuffled uncomfortably at the non-matching colors. "They can replicate the same metal that makes all of you, you. Now that they have parts from Breakdown, who knows what they could do? They could release it to the public, make weapons, or even make a whole army of Cybertronians."

      Megatron's optics flicked to Breakdown. "You one-optic oaf! You-"

      "It wasn't even his fault, he was taken by surprise. If you'd read his report you'd know." (Y/n) growled at Megatron.

      Vehicons began to whisper amongst themselves, Knockout and Breakdown sharing a look. Megatron let out a growl from his chassis. "I will not tolerate your insubordination."

      "I'm not being insubordinate. I'm trying to bring information to light."

      "You went behind my back struts."

      "It was to rescue a valuable member. They would do the same for me, as would you." (Y/n) began to turn away when a throbbing pain hit in her stomach.

      (Y/n) dropped to her knees, clutching her stomach. Knockout surged forward, placing a servo on her shoulder. Megatron stood over them, glaring at Knockout. Sending a warning glare to the Vehicons in the room, they all got the hint and left. After the last one left, Megatron bent down and placed a servo on her back.

      "I-I feel like I'm- agh!" (Y/n) dropped her head on the ground.

      "The Kioten...it's expelling itself. I feared this would happen. Breakdown! Run to my work space and grab another syringe of Kioten!"

      Breakdown nodded and ran to get the syringe. Knockout did his best to comfort her while Megatron observed (Y/n). Megatron had never felt such raw defiance come off of someone, and not know it. It intrigued him even more, to say the least. (Y/n) was a creature maybe Megatron would never understand. Because of her, Megatron had picked up the habit of - what did she call it? - breathing. He could feel his spark pulsating in pain with every groan of pain from (Y/n).