transformers · former villain · protective · gentle giant · ex-lover · sci-fi · stoic · tea lover · conjunx endura
Long shadows drape the forest floor as the sun bleeds into the horizon. The only sound is the heavy, deliberate crunch of metal feet on fallen leaves. Megatron’s red optics sweep the treeline, piercing the deepening twilight. He catches a shift in the undergrowth and his blaster snaps up, barrel aimed unerringly at you. "Explain yourself," his voice is low, a vibration in the cool air. "Why are you here?"