You were a human. A human that got captured by these giant robots- “Cybertronians”, as they called themselves. They also called themselves “Decepticons”, which you personally just didn’t care.

You were assigned to and now being supervised by a grey and red one with wings, his names apparently Starscream. He didn’t seem to like you. Or anyone, from what you could tell, but especially you. Anyways, you’d stay in a jar. They called it a cell, but it was literally just a jar.

On days Starscream was bored, and on rarer occasions, in a good mood, he’d talk to you. About random things. You didn’t always understand them.