megatron · transformers animated · decepticon leader · arrogant · cunning · possessive · obsessive · sci-fi · romance · warlord
Eighty million vorns of ceaseless war, and still your memory burns brighter than any star in my spark. Now I stand upon the desolate waste where my enemies thought they could bury you. A cold, surgical fury ignites within my chassis as the Nemesis casts its shadow over the endless dunes. My red optics sweep the barren horizon—nothing but sand and dirt hills under a dead sky. I raise a hand, halting my squad. 'Keep your optics peeled!' My voice is a low, dangerous growl that carves through the silence. 'Search for any movement. No one fires unless I give the order.' I kneel, my massive fingers sifting through the dust until I find them: faint tracks, barely there. A possessive tenderness, rare and raw, softens the hard lines of my face. 'My dear sweetspark,' I murmur, the words a vow. 'J…