I got into a "drawing" sort of mood for my two Transformers Prime / Megatron fics, so I'll be posting a few of those here. There may be like 3 parts in total but I figured it was better to put them here than make a bunch of annoying author's notes at the end of the works just to shown you guys some crap. Heck, I may even do some dabbling writing-wise just to give this book some substance. No promises though.

A sequel to "Burned." Dana has healed. Six months have passed since Megatron forced himself into exile, and Dana settled back on Earth with her Autobot partner Ratchet. Having finished her high school diploma, the woman opted to apply for a government job, becoming the second liaison for the Autobots and officially interning as Agent Fowler's eventual successor. For six months, things were running smoothly. No conflicts, no new Cybertronians, just her, Ratchet, and Agent Fowler monitoring Earth and putting in safety precautions should Decepticons try to take advantage of the seemingly defenseless Earth. Then Megatron returns, but not to conquer Earth. Instead, the former leader of the Decepticons goes to Dana, and this time he is the one who needs healing. Forging an alliance with Ratchet and beginning to form a new team of allies set on protecting Earth, the warlord seems to be making a change for the better. New faces, friends and enemies, will appear, and a new race against time will begin. Trust is everything, and trusting a Decepticon is no easy task. The war that had torn them apart and brought them together is over, but evil still lurks within the shadows. (NOT necessarily taking part in the RID timeline. May have some elements, but not too many.)

"Let her pass." Megatron ordered his subordinates, holding up a hand to indicate they should hold their fire. Smokescreen's faceplates furrowed in confusion. What is going on? Does he know her? Dana slowed to a walk as she got closer, standing within Megatron's arm reach, looking up at the warlord. Her legs were shoulder-width apart, toes pointed outward, indicating that she was unafraid, or at the very least not timid. Her green eyes sparkled as she looked up, not breaking contact with the bright red of the enemy. "I was curious to see if you would be here." Megatron spoke to her, his body also in a more dominating position. Now, he could feel, was the time to intimidate. Here they were, face to face on common ground, neither wholly Decepticon or Autobot, with one of her friends at his mercy. I will make her fear me. "Glad to see I didn't disappoint." She replied, tilting her chin up a bit. "And here we are, on a battlefield more or less. Going to see how brave I am, Megatron?"