Transformers Prime: Fanfiction Short Stories

Short Story- Megatron & DarkNightMoon 2.

Lord Megatron's illness had started off as a minor inconvenience. He was fatigued and sustained frequent migraines which hindered his ability to lead the Decepticons effectively in battle. However, over time, his condition worsened, leaving him bedridden and in need of constant care.

DarkNightMoon scarcely left her warlord's side, taking care of his every need. She would offer him his medicines, give him the energon that he needed, and she did everything in her power to make him comfortable. She remained strong, steadfastly focused on helping him recover, but her spark ached as she watched her warlord deteriorate day by day.

As Lord Megatron's condition began to take a turn for the worse, he knew that his time was running out. He could feel his strength slipping away, and he was overcome with fear. But DarkNightMoon refused to let him give up. She held his hand, gently caressed his left cheek with her digits, and whispered words of strength and courage to him, urging him to hold on.

Despite her efforts, Lord Megatron's health continued to decline. In the final moments of his life, DarkNightMoon remained by his side, holding him close and telling him how much she loved him. And in those last few moments, Lord Megatron knew that he was loved and that he had lived his life to the fullest.

After his passing, DarkNightMoon was sparkbroken. She had lost the love of her life, and it was a wound that would take a long time to heal. But she knew that Lord Megatron would not want her to give up and mourn indefinitely. She knew that she had to stay strong and carry on his legacy.

And that's what she did. She remained a warrior, fighting for all that Lord Megatron had believed in. She carried on his memory, never forgetting the love that they had shared and the strength that he had given her. And she knew that he was watching over her, with pride in his spark and a smile on his face.

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