[I have heard the wise words of the readers and all I have to say is ….. I was just fuckin’ wit yall. Why in all hell would I make a Decepticon a yandere? And one of my readers are correct, it would ruin the quality of the book. Now then I'ma give you guys a warning. I don't have all the Con’s personalities down to a tee so please don't be too harsh. I will take advice though and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. My feelings are hurt easily.]
Chapter 4
(Ven POV)
So, I'm scared out of my goddamn mind right now. I'm headed down to the throne room and I don't know what to expect.
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When Knockout told me that I was expected in the throne room, I kinda just wanted to cry a little bit. Good thing I didn't though. Would be a bit embarrassing if they asked me why I was ‘leaking’.
We're in the Hall of the Nemesis, walking to our next destination. Well, Knockout and Breakdown are walking. I'm just hitching a ride in their servos.
The walk down to the throne room was quiet and awkward.
I could tell that Knockout and Breakdown could tell that there was something that wasn't right. I could feel that there was something different too. It wasn't exactly hard to guess when even the Cons felt uneasy.
Now I really didn't want to go in there. I don't particularly feel all that fond of dying so early on in my life.
When we got to the doors of the throne room I took in a few deep breaths before Knockout and Breakdown walked through. I felt unbelievably nervous and it felt like my stomach was flipped. I didn't like the feeling.
I sucked in a sharp breath when Megatron came into view.I forgot how menacing he looked. The red eyes didn't help either.
When Knockout stopped at the foot of Megatron's throne, he bowed at the waist, putting his other servo above his chest. He didn't jostle me too much thankfully so I was good on that aspect.
I was watching Megatron carefully. He was still, very still, but I still watched him with wary eyes. I wasn't finna be caught lackin’ when I could've just seen it coming.
When Megatron moved I'm not proud to admit that I flinched hella hard. He moved his servo forward and held his servo out, palm up.
I wanted to cry when Knockout plopped me down in his waiting servo. I didn't wanna be here! No no no!
I tried to calm my erratically beating heart and to make sure that my breaths were slow and measured. I didn't want to have a panic attack here. Would probably be a death sentence for me and death isn't on the list honey.
Megatron caged me with his digets and my breath hitched slightly. I breathe heavily through my nose and I slowly turn my head to look Megatron in the eye.
I slightly wince and duck my head as I saw that his blood red optics were focused heavily on my face. No. I didn't like this at all.
I felt a slight pressure leave my chest when somebody finally spoke. The silence was so loud and I didn't particularly like that. I felt like my head, heart, and soul was finna blow.
I take a few calming breaths and I sigh slightly as I listen to Knockout speak. I was gonna have to thank him later for unexpectedly saving me from a panic attack and a heart attack.
“My Lord, we haven't found the answer as to how the human acquired a Cybertronian signal. The human doesn't even know how they acquired it themselves.”
