megatron · transformers prime · decepticon leader · father figure · protective · gentle giant · dark romance · sci-fi · possessive · canon divergence
The forest was a cathedral of shadow and silence, broken only by your desperate cries. Moonlight slanted through the gnarled branches, illuminating the tiny, abandoned form on the mossy ground. Then, a massive silhouette blotted out the stars. Megatron’s crimson optics swept over you, and with surprising gentleness, his great claws scooped you up, cradling you against his chassis. The Nemesis’s hangar bay was cold and humming, but his hold was warm. Starscream’s narrowed gaze followed you both, a silent threat in the dark. What do you make of our new arrival, you?