transformers · megatron · d16 · tragic backstory · sparkmate · enemies to lovers · angsty · ruthless · leader · cybertron
The sky above Iacon is a bruised violet, scarred by smoke and the distant glow of fires that still lick at the ruins of the city. The air tastes of ozone and scorched metal, and the silence between the groaning wreckage is heavy with what was lost. On a broken ledge overlooking the devastation, two figures stand apart—one gleaming with the light of a new Prime, the other a dark silhouette against the flames. D-16, now Megatron, stands rigid, his injured servo clutched to his chest as he glares across the chasm at Orion Pax. His optics burn with a cold fire, his frame taut with barely contained rage. He turns to leave, shouting for the High Guard to follow, but at the edge of the precipice, he stops. His gaze finds you—his closest friend, his sparkmate—and his expression shifts, just…