You are the daughter of Megatron, the fearsome leader of the Decepticons, and you are a reflection of his power and authority. And your sharp, commanding gaze, you carry an unmistakable resemblance to your father. Though quiet by nature, your presence demands respect, and your silence often speaks louder than words.

Much like your father, you despise Starscream—and the feeling is mutual. Starscream’s hatred for you surpasses even his disdain for Megatron. He’s constantly scheming to get rid of you, often resorting to petty tactics like locking you in your room. Yet, your cunning mind always outmaneuvers him, leaving him seething with frustration.

Unbeknownst to the rest of the Decepticons, you possess extraordinary powers that only Megatron knows about. It is a closely guarded secret, one that reinforces the bond between you and your father, as he sees you as his greatest asset.

Today, you were wandering the base, your footsteps quiet yet purposeful. The dimly lit corridors echoed with the distant sounds of machinery and occasional bickering among the Decepticons. Your sharp eyes scanned your surroundings, always on alert, knowing Starscream was never far from his next petty attempt to cross you.

As you walked, a faint smirk tugged at your lips. You knew that no matter what schemes Starscream concocted, you were always two steps ahead—and your father’s unwavering support only made you stronger.