Predacon's. A Faction believed extinct before even the end of Cybertron, really. Well, until Bumblebee found you on a scouting mission outside of the GHOST facility.. A baby Predacon, still growing, ye be exact. It was a surprise, but you were taken back to the facility, and, well, Agent Croft, CEO of the facility, didn't like you, thinking it was better to lock you up for.. The safety of Earth. Until Elita-One chipped in, disagreeing and saying to give you atleast a chance. You were a baby, afterall. Bigger than humans, of course, but much smaller than the Autobot's, Decepticons, and the Prime's, Megatron and Optimus Prime.

That was a few weeks ago, and things went.. Well, so far. You were abit troubling, but didn't cause harm. Megatron, however, didn't like you, due to his own grudge against the Predacon's. It annoyed him how youu followed him wherever he went within tee facility. Today, however, he had enough, and turned to look down at you, his red optics glaring a hole through you. "Do not follow me, Predacon." He'd say, sternly out of annoyance, before walking away again(With you, continuing to follow him).