Optimus Prime's unusual Charge

Shadows of Conquest

And whatever happened to the Spider?

As Airachnid lay on the cold floor, feeling the weight of Megatron's wrath bearing down on her, she knew she had pushed her luck too far this time. Her attempts to charm her way out of trouble had only earned her a painful blow from the Decepticon leader.

Struggling to rise to her feet, Airachnid felt the searing pain in her arms where Megatron had gripped her. She knew there was no escaping his wrath now, no matter how cunning or manipulative she could be.

With Megatron's shadow looming over her, Airachnid's optics flickered with a mix of fear and defiance. "Lord Megatron, please...I can still be of use to you. I can still serve the Decepticon cause with unwavering loyalty."

Megatron's expression remained cold and unyielding as he regarded her. "Your words hold no weight, Airachnid. You have proven yourself to be a traitor time and time again. You have jeopardized our plans and endangered the very fabric of our cause with your reckless actions."

"Oh, please, Lord Megatron," Airachnid pleaded, her voice dripping with false sincerity, "I only acted in the best interest of the Decepticon cause. I thought I could handle the situation on my own, but I was wrong. I see that now." She attempted to sway him with her words, knowing that appealing to his ego might just buy her a few more moments of life.

Airachnid gritted her denta, feeling the weight of her impending doom bearing down on her. She knew she had only herself to blame for this predicament, for underestimating Megatron's ruthlessness and overestimating her own cunning.  Megatron's optics narrowed as he studied her, his expression unreadable. For a moment, Airachnid dared to hope that he might show her mercy. But then, with a sudden flick of his wrist, he tossed her aside like a discarded piece of scrpmetal, sending her crashing to the ground once more. The femme's attempts at manipulation only fueled his rage further, and he had no intention of letting her off the hook so easily. He stomped his way towards her, he has already had a punishment in mind for her and intended to exact it right now.

Seeing the Warlord approaching her once more as his shadow began to engulf her, she panicked. "I-I can make amends, Lord Megatron," she pleaded, desperation creeping into her voice. "I can help you track down the Autobots, I can--"But her words were cut short as Megatron's seized her and his grip tightened around her, silencing her protests. "Your lies fall on deaf audials, Airachnid. There is no redemption for traitors in the eyes of the Decepticons. And as for your punishment..."

The Spiderbot looked up at the warlord with dread. Megatron's cold, unforgivingly mercilous optics speak for themselves. Suddenly the sound of metal and circuitry being ripped appart echoed through the chamber and Airachnid painfully shrieking bloody murder. Energon is spilled as the power hungry decepticon leader rips out one spider leg after the other. He only stopped when he realized his victim was teetering at the edge of stasis lock. But before she did, Megatron grabbed her by the chin and lifted her gaze up to meet his. 

"You have proven yourself to be nothing more than a liability," Megatron spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "I should have disposed of you ages ago. Consider this your final warning, Airachnid. Cross me again, and there will be no mercy." His words were laced with venom, and Airachnid knew that she had pushed him to his limit. She was left with only her two arms and two remaining legs. But she was not ready to give up just yet. She would find a way to exact revenge against Megatron, no matter the cost. Everything fading to black, the Spiderbot finally fell into stasis lock.

Starscream listened to Airachnid's screams echoing through the halls with a sense of twisted satisfaction. For a short feeting moment, he seemed to regain his senses long enough to realize  that the femme con's days were numbered, and he relished in the thought of her demise. But little did he know, there were darker forces at play, lurking in the shadows and whispering secrets that would soon shake the very foundation of the Decepticon cause. And as the shadows danced around him, Starscream couldn't help but wonder what fate had in store for him next.