Friendly Patience (A TFP Fanfiction) - Megatron x OC

CHAPTER THREE - Memories, Good and Bad

The hurricane had blown past now, yet rain still drizzled down from the sky above. The grey clouds chose to hang above the barn, the pathetic fallacy of the dreary setting almost storybook. It had been a day since the grenade incident, and nothing had gotten better. In fact, she only seemed to get worse. Tua had stopped bleeding from the chest but her malnutrition left her a husk, scarcely able to lift a servo let alone an arm.

Rose and Wilfred took it in turns to monitor her health, mainly focused on her spark that got dimmer and dimmer as the days drifted on. Rose had removed most of her dents, buffed where she could and tried to find paint that matched her deep black colour. And yet, after all the distractions she had tried, Tua still fell into a depression.

"Your spark," Rose spoke up again, knowing Tua preferred the distraction to the immense pain she was in. The night air bit shrewdly, pinching her skin like a wet rag, Wilfred left sleeping in the house after a long day of fixing the femme. "It doesn't look... full?" Her question was quite odd, but Tua knew what she meant by it. She had learnt to trust the Human a lot easier and chose to tell her as much as she could. If she was the last alive, then Humans would remember them.

"Before the war, in the Ring," Of course, she had told the Human of the Ring. It was a great and mighty past she had held proudly, so she had to spread her heritage. "Fought against a cheater. He brought poison, contraband, tipped his blade." She brought her arm up, her straining joints creaking in agony. She held it in front of her chest as if miming a blade sliding into her chest. "Corrosive poison splits spark in two. My heart... separate. Created a..." After a moment of trying to find the correct word, she shook her head, dropping her arm discouraged.

Rose paused from her buffing, frowning in a concerned glare. "Is that what you need to find? What you're trying to get me to find?" The femme nodded, a sad expression flitting over her optics.

The human curiosity was so very strong, immediately asking yet another question. "What about the ring? What was it like?"

"Hell." Came an immediate answer. Rose was quite surprised by it, the suddenness and the velocity of her voice almost booming.

"Every day - forced to kill. No exceptions. But I met close friends." The sudden change in her tone went from anger to grief, a grief so deep it sounded like she was close to tears. Rose paused all together, sitting in her usual spot on the platform. Her legs swung over the edge as she sat in front of the femme.

"Friends?" Tua was quite surprised to have caught the woman's attention so easily, yet thankful for such a good distraction. And for the ear she gave. She had never been able to open up so much since...

"Megatronus. A close friend."

Rose couldn't help but frown at the circumstance. "Sounds a lot like Megatron." Tua gave a sad smile, looking to the floor in slight shame. She had explained who led each faction of this war. Yet she hadn't even told how it had started.

"They are the same. Megatronus was an old name. Long before the war, met Megatronus in the mines. We became friends, saved each other many times. Moved to Ring, was split for a long time. Eventually met again, became fierce warriors." Even if the story was not told brilliantly without perfect English, Rose was still enthralled by it. "Then he became politician, left the ring. Left me behind, promised to return. He vowed." A mournful and sad tone returned as she covered her face with a servo. A sad huff was given, rolling out of her voice box like smoke. "He never did."

"Went to high council and swore freedom. But became angry. So so angry. Took the name Megatron and ordered them to let him become a Prime. Orion Pax, soon Optimus Prime, took Megatron's place. War followed." Rose listened intently but was soon enraged by it.