Blackmail

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  Greywolf slips in a side door as the meeting was going on. No one noticed as they all argued about what to do about several topics of politics.

  "The people can't keep up with the taxes that you set," one politician pointed out.

  "Actually, they could if you stop taking ninety-five percent of their money," Greywolf walked over to the table with all the plans.

  "What does a child know of these things?" the politician scoffs. Megatron gestures for Greywolf to explain what he meant.

  "It's simple really. You do send the taxes that are required of you and the people working under you but you are also charging the people working under you extra money that they actually need to feed their families," Greywolf replied. The politician sputters excuses but goes quiet when Megatron held up a servo.

  "Is this true?" the ex-warlord asked softly, making the politician gulp.

  "I have proof if that helps," Greywolf suggested.

  "How did you find out about that?" the politician growls.

  "I have my ways," Greywolf smiles calmly, "oh and if you do try to attack me, there are several witnesses in here as well as many would leap to my defense."

  "You're fired," Megatron makes a servo movement and a few guards dragged the politician out of the room. The politician screams threats and swear words which made Soundwave place his servos on Greywolf's ears until the mech was out of earshot then removes his servos.

  "Now does have anyone have any more problems or can we continue?" Optimus asked. All of them got back down to business. All the politicians realized that Greywolf is no longer to be trifled with and who knows what the young wolf could find out about their dark secrets.

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