Chapter 2: Thrill Of The Hunt
Hunting is soothing to the Decepticon leader's mind. The sound of the creatures squealing in his jaws as he snaps them in half. Another would be the fresh scent of blood oozing out of the prey's neck or other body parts. He along with his second and third in command decided the dense forest that is laden with large prey like stags or boars. The preys that were caught by each dragon fits their physical states.
Example: Megatron is powerful with his muscles and jaw strength, making him formidable with aggressive preys. Soundwave's slender body makes it easy for him to keep up with fast moving preys from the lagomorph family or mustelidae family. Finally, Starscream with his sleek, aerodynamic wings which could give an aerial assault to bird-like preys in the sky.
" Starscream, take these preys back to the clan," he ordered. " Leave the boar in my den."
The SIC's eyes became wide. " What?! I have to carry all of the prey?! Can't I just ask our Eradicons to help me with this?"
His superior leans his head close, locking them in a head lock. " I asked you only, Starscream. Do it or I will put you in the brig before clipping you. Is that understood?"
He didn't have to say twice for Starscream was already piling the larger preys on his back while the rest are in his claws. He took off rather quickly, wanting to get away from Megatron as soon as possible.
Once he's gone, he heads straight towards the town where he needs his supplies. Soundwave followed him from behind, acting as his guard dog. The town was a sight to see with different creatures, mostly dragons shopping or selling a variety of goods in different stalls.
Anyone who would set foot here would not want to leave.
But the two drakes are not here to shop. They need necessary supplies if the want to win the war from the Autobots. The both of them split up so that Soundwave could retrieve the complex things while Megatron gets the easy pickings.
So far, nothing catches the warlord's blood-red eyes. He sits at the corner to think. " Who was the thief," he murmured. This plagued his mind like a parasite. It was he and him alone who wields the Dark Star Saber. Losing it would be like losing a part of himself. He wants to kill something until-
" What do you think that purple sword is worth?" a gruff voice asked.
" Who knows. The South sure has all kinds of things," another one replied. " Both I'm sure once we melt this, we could upgrade most of our weapons."
Purple sword?! Melt it?! Megatron's thoughts became clear that these two that he eavesdropped are the culprits who stole his Star Saber. Oh, they are so going to feel his claws pierce their hearts.
" YOU!" he roared. The two who were talking didn't look like a native or anyone from the South. Their colours are either grey or white fur with feathered wings. The two split up, leaving Megatron to fly after the slower one. He tackled him, placing both claws at the side of his head.
" W-what...did..." the grey dragon tried to speak but how can he when his head was about to be crushed by the warlord's powerful claws.
" WHERE IS IT!" he yelled into the earhole. " WHERE IS THE STAR SABER?"
The drake tried to look at him in eye. " Pur...ple..s-"
" OF COURSE IT'S A FRAGGING SWORD! WHERE IS IT?!"
From that yell, the people stopped at their current activities to watch in horror. They were too petrified to move.
" I...don't...know..." he managed to speak up. Megatron has had enough so he added pressure to the skull. Before anything could happen, he felt a claw touched his back, telling him to get off. It was Soundwave.
Knowing Soundwave does not backstab him or lied to him, he released the dragon. The dragon quickly scurried away from the both of them. Megatron stared at the TIC's visor which reflects his own angry image.
" It was them," he snarls. " They were the ones who stole the Star Saber."
To his surprised, Soundwave shook his head.
What?! They are not the thieves?! But I heard them discussing about the possibilities of using it.
As far as he knows, Soundwave is never wrong when it comes to his work. In the clan or out, he could predict anything that could happen. So, he watched as Soundwave points with his tail at a different direction. He noticed another flash of white escaping. Ah, the other one who was with the one he interrogated!
" Fast for his size," he commented. Shaking his head, he focused on chasing the second one down. With a dive, he hits the running dragon. Pinning him with his own body weight, he lets out a deep growl.
" So, you think you could outrun me?" he chuckled. " No one outwits a gladiator."
He noticed a purple colour attached to the right side of the hind leg. Parting the leg, he found his best weapon the Star Saber. He recognized the shape of the blade, the firm hilt and most of all, the purple glow which separates his own Saber from his rival's. Satisfied, he snatched his weapon from the leg, straps holding it broke.
Though, there's is one more thing he wanted to do before going back. He wants to see the face of his thief. He wanted to remind the thief who is he dealing with. So, he wants this culprit to see his face before he dies.
" Now," he murmurs while cupping his claws at the back of the dragon's feathered head. " The last thing you want to see before you die is-"
He froze.
He could not believe it. Not with those cold, amber eyes staring right back into his.
The thief was not a 'he'. It was a 'she'.
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Roman d'amourTFP: DRAGONFORMERS. Megatron has been a tyrant among those who know him. Leader to those who serve him. More importantly, a gladiator among them. Yet, his intentions changed when one of his valuable possessions was stolen from him without raising an...
