Megatron was laying on Optimus's berth. Thinking.
He didn't really feel like doing anything else especially after he had purged his poor tanks out in a bucket in the room but an hour ago.
He really needed to see the Medic later about that...
He didn't really want to recharge either after yesterday's 'event' when Optimus had to wake him up from his nightmare.
Megatron's faceplates flushed a bit. He couldn't believe his greatest arch enemy had worried about him so much.
But at the same time he wasn't surprised by Optimus's reaction, he was always an overly caring mech.
Then Megatron remembered Prime's servos on his shoulders. That protective grip he hadn't felt in a millennia.
Even though he felt anxiety and fear he also felt a little safe when looking into those blue optics of his...
Wait? Why would he feel safe with a mech that's been trying to kill him for so long!? A mech he wanted dead not even a week ago!
"Stupid Prime..." Megatron mumbled to himself.
Trying to take his mind off Prime, he started thinking about what he was going to do.
He couldn't stay in Optimus's room forever, he was too active to stay idle.
He remembered his chat with Raf when he asked if he'd join the Autobots, when he thought of going back out into space to make a refugee army.
After some consideration and thinking through he opted on that idea, he didn't have sufficient fuel for travel like that this time. Plus there was no guarantee any refugee Cybertronians would even bother joining him.
Yes there was a possibility of finding a stranded or lost Decepticon out there but the same went for Autobots to be out there as well. He knew no self respecting Autobot would join him. They'd most likely try to attack him.
Then the nuetrals....those cowards wouldn't join him especially if they had a comfortable life with no war and no worries.
There was always the choice of going solo like Starscream did, he could most likely fair better then Starscream did out there.
Just the thought of that seeker made his armor crawl.
He quickly changed the topic to calm himself.
But then again being with a team was safer especially with that organization called MECH out there.
Megatron's not saying he's afraid of those little fleshbags, he'd just rather be careful. That's all.
So that only left one option join the Autobots.
He'd have to follow Prime's orders, deal with those other fleshbags they worked with, and try to work with the other Autobots that most likely wanted to rip out his spark.
But fighting off the other Autobots sounded better then his other two plans.
He knew all too well Optimus wasn't going to tolerate bickering in his army, so the fights would probably only be verbal at best.
Megatron ex-vented tiredly.
Who would of thought Megatron Leader of the Decepticons would ever consider becoming an Autobot.
But he had no choice he had no pride left to put aside now, he was no longer Leader of the Decepticons he was just Megatron now.
"I suppose all that's left is to tell Prime my decision." Megatron said out loud.
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Transformers Prime: The Calm before the Storm
FanfictionMegatron the Terror of Kaon, was no weakling he had been through many difficult challenges that most mechs probably wouldn't survive. He's died and come back from the dead. But will Megatron finally meet his match when he must face the truth, that...