How We Met

Chapter 8

I swatted away at the hand that shook me. I heard a growl and opened my eyes. A less-than pleased Megatron stood in front of me, clearly irritated.

"Prime is downstairs. You've got ten minutes before you need to be at school.", he said, I sat up and quickly got ready.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen, which was right next to the living room.

"Sorry. I overslept.", I said as I passed Prime.

"Here.", Megatron handed me an already packed lunch and an apple for breakfast.

"Thanks, Mark.", I kissed his cheek, "Ready. Bye, hon. I'll see you when you get back from work."

Megatron waved and I left with Prime. It's been a month since we moved into the house. Miko visits frequently as she and I are partners in our science class. Our science teacher is a lot different than any other science teacher.

The two partners do the test together instead of alone. That's what Miko and I are studying for; a test. We would study at base but Miko was grounded from her 'science fiction club'. After school, Megatron picks Miko and I up and when we get to the house, we sit in the dining room and study.

Every time we pick Miko up from school, Megatron grumbles about it the next day saying 'Miko is an annoying human pet and the music she listens to is terrible'. He is right, on both counts, but he's not the one that has to deal with Miko 12 hours a day. That's right, 12.

8 hours are during school and the other 4 are studying at my house. She sometimes stays for supper. Surprisingly, for a giant alien robot, Megatron is really good at cooking.

Anyway, back to the school day. After Prime dropped me off, things were pretty normal. Lunch, on the other hand, was completely out of the ordinary and unexpected. Three Decepticons walked into the lunchroom, catching my attention.

"Hey, look, it's Mark and your dad. Who's the red head?", Miko asked.

"Kevin. He's a friend and my doctor. I don't know why he's here.", I said and the three of them took their seats.

Oh, I forgot to mention. Knockout managed to slightly alter their voices so Miko, Jack, or Raf wouldn't recognize them. Anyway, it turns out Shawn, better known as Starscream, went rogue again. They came to make sure I was alright and Knockout came along in case I was wounded. After all, I'm Starscream's target.

During these past 2 months that I've known the Decepticons, Megatron has changed. Well, to me. Instead of calling me pet, as you may have noticed, he calls me 'Rose' or , very rarely, 'Rosie'. It feels kind of strange to be called Rose or Rosie, I've gotten used to the nickname 'Pet'.

So, yesterday, Miko was allowed to go back to base. When I told Megatron that Miko wouldn't be coming here as often, he smiled. SMILED, PEOPLE. Like, actually smiled. I don't think he smiled just because Miko wasn't going to be at the house that often, but because of something else too.

Right now, I'm at the base, bored as ever. School ended two hours ago.

"Hey, Roseanne.", I looked over at Bulkhead, "Miko and I are going out for a drive. Wanna come?"

"Sure.", I said and made my way over to the pair.

Bulkhead transformed and Miko and I got in. The ride was quiet aside from Bulkhead and Miko talking. I plugged in my earbuds and started to listen to a playlist Soundwave had given me. At least, I was until something hit Bulkhead, making him spin out of control.

Now, I'm not easily scared and I'm not scared of a lot of stuff. Starscream on the other hand. My heart pounded in my chest and my lungs worked in overdrive to get me oxygen.

"Bulkhead, step on it!", Miko yelled.

"What is that thing?!", I asked, though I knew full well of who it was.

"That's a Decepticon. His name is Starscream.", Bulkhead said.

Starscream transformed, Bulkhead transformed after him. Starscream easily dogged Bulkhead's attacks thanks to his lean body. He passed Bulkhead and went toward Miko and I. Out of fear, Miko ran. I, however, couldn't move. I was too scared to.

Starscream reached for me and before I knew it, I was in the air. I screamed and cried, begging for someone to help me. Anyone. I'm so desperate, I'll even accept Optimus Prime's help with open arms. Just please, someone save me!

3rd person POV

Megatron sighed. She should have been back hours ago. Where was she? Megatron took out his cell phone which had two voicemails. He never heard it ring. He clicked on the more recent one.

"Hello, master.", came the voice of Starscream, "I have your pet. Bring me all of your Energon and your ship. Then, only then, will you get her back. If you decide to rescue her yourself, you won't be able to. This requires more than brute strength. Your time in the pits won't help you this time."

Megatron, thinking Starscream was lying, thought nothing of it. He clicked on the voicemail from three hours ago.

"Megatron, please! HELP ME!", Roseanne screamed into the phone, he could see her crying.

"Shut up!", Starscream growled and the call ended.

Megatron sat on the couch he had bought early that morning, after Roseanne left for school. She hasn't seen it yet. He thought of his options. Starscream had his mate. No, she wasn't his mate, this was only until he took control of this planet.

He only had two options. Save her himself and risk her getting killed or call for help from his most hated enemy and risk everything. Megatron never really wanted to start this war, so maybe he could stop it? End the war? Was that even possible? All that mattered was getting his charge back.

Alive.

"Primus, what am I going to do?", Megatron asked out loud.