Megatron's Vehicon

Spark Protection

Megatron sat on his throne, listening to the recording of the Decepticon medic and his soldiers planning the nights previous joy ride, and their return.

"I can think why Knockout would be doing such a thing, but a few Vehicons?" His index digits rubbed his chin in sadistic though. "Maybe I'm not being strict enough." the dark lord mused to himself. Soundwave new this meant a new Vehicon with scrapped stabilizers as an example to the others.

B6 had began his daily work schedule, only a little bit out of it due to the lack of recharge from the previous night. As he was collecting data pads a comm link came through.

"Vehicon, I have news about you, come to my quarters, immediately." B6 stood idly for a moment. He thought it odd but rushed, putting the data pads away and went to see Megatron.

"Why the rush?" a Vehicon who he had raced with last night and almost bumped into.

"To see Megatron, he wants me in his personal quarters for... something." The other Vehicon had an aura of immediate dread. Despite their lack of facial expression B6 could tell what his Comrade was thinking immediately.

"Wait! B6! Don't go, I'll take your place, it's not your fault!" The Vehicon pleaded.

"It's fine, if I can easily take Starscreams abuse I can take Megatron's-"

"NO!" the Vehicon screamed, "You're a delicate flower." B6 was puzzled.

"What?" B6 asked confused.

"J-just go back to your work, I'll go to Megatron's Quarters." B6 placed his servos on the Mechs shoulder plates.

"Calm down, It's fine." B6 said beginning to walk down the hall that seemed to glow with an even darker purple aura.

B6 had finally gotten to Megatron's dorm and knocked.

"Get in here." he heard him say demandingly. B6 cautiously went in to find Megatron sitting on his berth with his legs spread and his servos tapping impatiently on his thighs.

"Am I not strict enough?" Megatron asked in a deadly serious tone. The aura he felt off his Leader was intense. It was even more powerful when directed at one being. It could be felt even if it wasn't directed at him.

"N-no M 'lord, I mean! You're a strict leader." He stuttered

"So I don't Punish those who break my rules? Is that why you thought it would be 'fun' to sneak out to a little race?" He asked standing up to his full towering height. B6 felt anxiety get to him.

He knew, of course he knew. He didn't know how he knew, but that wasn't a factor to his survival at this moment.

"I don't understand." B6 said shuffling on his pedes like a young sparkling. He truly did feel like he was being scolded like one.

"Come here." Megatron ordered, B6 didn't hesitate and walked to his leader in obedience, "Sit on your joints." Megatron growled, again B6 did so, now B6 was on his joints in front of Megatron expecting a serious beating.

"Since you're still seen as a hard worker, I'll let you off with a warning. But only this once." B6 mentally thanked Primus with his spark on his sleeve. The relief relaxed him and he quickly off-lined his visor, he heard gears moving and metal plates shifting. He thought Megatron had shifted his servo into his infamous canon, but once he looked he found himself in awe.

Before him was Megatrons Chasis fully separated, and right in the middle was his Spark, with a protective barrier to keep it safe.

B6 admired it's light. Every Con and Not had a different coloured Spark, even if it only varied in shade, and Megatron's was an intense purple glow. However it's overall luminosity was weak and gave off hardly any visible light. Instead it glowed from within.