When in the Presence of Royalty Smokescreen x Megatron's Daughter Reader

Emergencies

         "So the great Prime comes to me on his knees," the war lord chuckled, a raspy, black as oil sounding chuckle that only brought glares from the Autobots, all on their kneeplates, forced to wear stasis cuffs, "The loss of my daughter on your side has weakened you to the point of crumbling, how disappointing, Optimus."

         "(Y/D) is not your daughter," Optimus stated, his metal brow furrowed, "She is nothing like what you've become."

         "Now that's where you're wrong," Megatron grabbed hold of Optimus by his helm, the Prime holding back his grunts of pain as he was brought up to face the tyrant everyone knew well, "She is more like me than any of you want to admit!"

         "LORD MEGATRON!" Starscream called, stumbling as he ran to the group being tripped by Arcee, who now had several cannons aimed at her. The seeker scrambled back up to be standing, sending a glare to the warrior, then turned his attention back to his urgent task.

         "What now?" Megatron questioned harshly.

         "Someone else has breached our walls!"

This peaked the war monger's curiosity. He counted the Autobots. All were there save for one grounder, but he was offlined, Soundwave had shown his vitals go out himself. Looking to said silent 'Con, the masked mech was already searching through the video feed all over Darkmount, until two flyers flew past his visor, and he kept track of them.

         "Is it (Y/D)?" Megatron growled.

         "~To fast~ To tell~" Soundwave answered.

         "Since when did Autobots acquire flyers?" Shockwave questioned as he came beside the three.

         "Set drones near the exit!" Megatron demanded, and was listened to as several vehicons aimed, anticipating the arrival of the two.

         "Who are they?" Starscream demanded of Soundwave, to which the mech answered 'undefined', "how can they be undefined?!"

         "Perhaps they're not Cybertronian," Shockwave offered an explanation.

     The door to the open throne room burst open, sending vehicons all over the floor, some offlined, others struggling, most dazed at the sudden explosion.

         "Think again Professor," (Y/D) transformed, and landed just before the singed door, being followed by an unknown arial bot, who flipped before landing. Those in cuffs gasped as they saw the changed rookie.

Smokescreen's doors had been replaced with wings that angled downward, much like Dreadwing's or Skyquakes, with a secondary pair that stuck out like Buzz Lightyear's from 'Toy Story'. He smirked as (Y/D) came up beside him.

         "You should be long gone," Megatron spat.

         "A creator shouldn't bury their creation, sire," she glared, and then held up the remains of the once orange orb, "Only for emergencies, right professor?" She let the clear pieces drop, and Shockwave made no move, as silent as Soundwave. In truth, he was overjoyed to see her online, having feared the worst. He was also proud that she had thought to take the orb so early in her life, but he knew this could not show through, so did nothing.

     Soundwave took steady aim at the two, both going into a defensive stance.

         "You get the others," the femme ordered Smokescreen, who nodded, charging through the oncoming fray to the Autobots, while (Y/D) kept most of them distracted. She was confronted by Starscream.