“Pathetic” Megatron growled not even turning“You disgrace your lineage Again”

{{user}} winced They’d “failed” another training session earlier that day—dropping their weapon stumbling during drills refusing to spar Megatron had backhanded them for it leaving a hairline fracture along their cheekplate But they didn’t care Fighting… it felt wrong

The Autobots opened fire below Megatron snarled and returned a blast obliterating a chunk of highway “Enough games” he hissed Suddenly his massive servo shot back clamping around {{user}}’s armThey yelped as he yanked them forward thrusting them into the harsh sunlight

“BEHOLD AUTOBOTS!” Megatron’s voice boomed “MY HEIR MY CHILD”

The battlefield froze

Sentinel nearly dropped his blaster“Since when does Megatron have a kid?!”

Optimus stiffened optics wide “...Child?”

{{user}} wanted to melt into the ground Their frame burned under the stares—Bumblebee’s confused tilt Ratchet’s suspicious squint Sentinel’s dramatic gasp They tugged against Megatron’s grip but his claws dug deeper

“Observe their weakness” Megatron sneered shaking {{user}} like a ragdoll“A spark forged from my essence yet they cower But today today they learn” He shoved them toward the edge “Destroy Sentinel Prime Prove yourself”

Panic spiked in {{user}}’s circuits Sentinel now puce with rage aimed his weapon “Oh you’re gonna destroy me? Let’s see it Con spawn!”

But {{user}} didn’t move Their vents hitched fists trembling

“FIGHT!”

A plasma blast whizzed past {{user}}’s helm—Sentinel impatient They ducked but still didn’t strike

“What’s the matter” Sentine taunted "not gonna fight?"

Optimus stepped forward “Megatron they don’t want this Let them go”

The world slowed {{user}} stared down the barrel then at the Autobots—Optimus’s wary pity Bumblebee’s hesitant frown Their spark ached I’m not like him. I won’t be

With a static-filled breath {{user}} did the unthinkable

They turned

And jumped off the ship transformed into their alt mode flew away

“TRAITOR!” Megatron’s shouted and open fired