Healing Hearts

Chapter 10

🎁 Merry Christmas! 🎁

Megatronus thoroughly checked his processor while his little human recharged in his cockpit. His Harry Potter had somehow invoked the power of Primus while healing him, and in turn, the power of Unicron was released. The problem was, the only other possible source Unicron could have come from, was the mech himself. It was an age-old understanding that only through Cybertronian means could the power of their gods be revealed. How his special human had done it, Megatronus would endeavor to find out, but only after figuring how Unicron had managed to install his digita in his own processor and stop him from doing it ever again.
From all of Megatronus' searching, his core panels and inner wirings were all pristine. Primus must have been able to wipe Unicron's trace clean.
Delving deep into his memory storage, Megatronus fought past his whirling, disjointed memories of these past eons to reach his carefully structured recollections of Cybertron.
Searching through his data of his old life, Megatronus watched with a set face plate as his carriers died and he was forced to work in the mines. That horrid day where he discovered the purple energon only to be whipped up in the discontent of other Cybertronians when he approached his overseer. Being ignored and starved for years for information he did not have and ingesting the purple energon as a last resort to stay alive. Violently forcing his way out of his torture chamber and killing all that stood in his way. Climbing to the top of the gladiator ring he had been enslaved to and becoming Leader of the Decepticons through strength and strategy.
As Megatronus watched his little brother in all but blood, Orion Pax, tell him of his upgrade to a Prime, the mech noticed the change in processor. He was happy Orion was a Prime, but past him was not. Following the line, Megatronus realized it was when he used the purple energon that he had been changed.
Slipping out of his processor and bringing his optic system back online, Megatronus watched from his cockpit screen as his little human recharged, thinking in depth on all things Harry Potter- from his supposed spark to his ability to call upon Primus for aid.

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Groaning lightly, Harry turned his head left and right, trying to get the crock in it out. How'd he even get a crick in his neck though? Opening his eyes, Harry was suppose to see the inner cockpit of a jet, only to remember what that might mean.
"Megatronus?"
The lights all blinked as one before Harry heard the mech's voice over the speakers.
"Are you feeling better, Harry Potter?"
Reclining back in relief, the Arcane Healer closed his eyes to sigh. "Yes, thank you Megatronus. If you could just call me Harry though, that'd be much appreciated."
The lights all blinked again before Megatronus responded. "Of course, Harry."
Nodding his head in thanks, Harry stretched lightly with a yawn before the his brought his hand up to massage his neck. He hated sleeping in chairs.
"Come Harry, we should retrieve your sustenance before the day is done. You have gone long enough without."
Harry's electric eyes opened to see Megatronus' entire windshield open and his holoform self standing on his nose with a hand outstretched.
"Thanks."
Taking the holoform hand, Harry allowed himself to be pulled up and out of the cockpit and into Megatronus' chest. "Ah, good- your blue eyes are back."
Said eyes widened as the silver-haired man resembling Megatronus in his stern and sharp facial features grumbled lightly. "Yes, they are becoming a problem."
Quirking an eyebrow, Harry wondered exactly how having blue eyes could create drama. "My faction is known for having red optics," Megatronus confessed in the silence. "One of my old friends from before my possession realized I was back by that color change."
Dropping his raised eyebrow and smiling mischievously, Harry waggled his fingers in front of the holoform, causing it to flicker for a second before Megatronus' eyes appeared red. "There. Problem solved."
Now it was Megatronus' turn to raise his human eye-ridge, as he had felt an odd energy penetrate his holoform when the little human waved his digits in his faceplate.
"I placed a glamour on your eyes so they will always appear red. It's a type of appearance-changing spell. That should take care of your problems, yes?"
Nonplussed, Megatronus looked at the happy human just smiling at him from within his holoform's arms. This one was special, even more special than that Witwicky. Not only did his human have magic and intelligence, but he had leadership skills and a humbling generosity too.