Rise | Transformers Prime fanfic

Chapter 48

Amal had woken up from a long nap to see that it was still faintly dark outside. She rubbed her eyes tiredly and checked her arm panel to see it was 6:17 in the morning. She sighed and sat up, noticing the radio humming faintly and no comments from the Warlord.

Amal swallowed. "Megs?" She called our quietly. No response. "Look, can we talk? I know you hate talking about this kind of stuff, but—" "your stupid human emotions suck." Amal was taken by surprise before slowly smiling. "Yea...yea, they do." She said, sitting up fully and sitting crisscross.

"You've infected me with them."

Amalgamous chuckled. "I don't think that's how it works." She said, crossing her arms. Megatron let out a huff as his Holoform appeared next to the young girl, looking annoyed with his arms crossed, but a faint sadness in his eyes.

"What's on your mind, Megs?" Amal asked with concern laced in her voice. The Decepticon leader didn't respond for a second. "Look, if it's about the whole speech thing, I didn't mean—" "I need you to promise me something." Megatron interrupted her, his gaze shifting out the window where the sun was faintly coming over the horizon.

Amal swallowed as her sparkbeat raised. "Can you do that for me? This one time?" Megatron asked, looking at her with his arms still crossed. Amal stared at him for a second before slowly nodding. "You can always trust me." Amal told him with a gentle smile. Megatron shook his head with a small, sad smile.

"Promise me, if the outcome is not what we want it to be, you'll go."

"Megs—"

"Promise me, you'll never let some human stop you from living your life. That you won't try for years and years to get them to let us return and just—"

"What? Forget about you?" Amal asked sharply and angrily. "Yes!" Megatron snapped back. "Why the hell would I do that?" The young girl growled. "Because that's not the life I want you to live. To be locked up, or constantly revolving around the Decepticon cause, it's never what I wanted." Megatron told her.

"Oh so just wipe you from my memory like we did with—"

"We will be stopping in a few minutes to rest and refuel." Optimus's voice broke through the com in the radio, causing the young girl and Warlord to break their hard flares at each other. Amal huffed and mentally clicked her com link. "Got it." She said simply before cutting it off and slouching in her seat, folding her arms and staring out the window angrily.

Megatron looked at her for a second before sighing and dissolving his holoform. The radio station playing faintly corrected the silence in the cab, but other than that there was a thin line of anger and confusion from both the long time friends, anxious and unexpected of the future to come for them.

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Amal trudged through the 7-Eleven, grabbing multiple things of candy bars, chips and soda for the remainder 11 hours they had left. She sighed as she looked at a bag of oven baked lays. She stared at it for a second before grabbing it and going to get a slurpee.

Soon, she was waiting outside next to the gas station, waiting for the Cybertronians to finish their energon. There was no cars in sight and the gas station (mostly) covered them up as they drank. She glanced at Megatron and saw him sitting next to Starscream, angrily drinking his energon.

Amal grumbled and pulled out her flask and took a swing of the energon with it as the Cybertronians began to transform. She watched Jack hop on Arcee and Miko and Raf go with Ratchet, with Miko whining about why she couldn't ride with Starscream to see how fast he could go. Starscream scoffed out loud but didn't say anything else.

Amal looked at Megatron's truck for a second before turning and going over to Optimus. She opened the Prime's cab door, and she felt him shake with surprise. "Oh, hello Amalgamous." Optimus hummed, a puzzled tone in his face. "Sup." She said. There a bit of silence.

"Are you not going with Megatron?"

"Nah, I don't feel like it."

"...okay."

And with that, they began the rest of their journey.