Megatron looked around the city, his bright red optics glinting in the light of the explosions. Buildings were collapsing, people were running and screaming in terror, trying to save themselves. How lovely.

Megatron smirked at the thought. His smirk faded as he glanced back at the Autobot next to him - even working together, he still despised the bright red Autobot. Pathetic. If Megatron didn't need him for this, he would have thrown him off this building a long time ago.

Megatron's gaze dropped down to the little human sitting on the edge of the building, looking down. This little human had done enough for him to earn his trust. Which was quite rare for Megatron - usually only a few were worthy of his trust, and these were exclusively Decepticons.

But, well. Times change.

When Cybertron was brought here, he planned to keep the human for himself. He was... curious. People, even when they were pathetic and weak, were interesting.

He looked up again at the destruction ahead. How lovely.