Megatron was a force to be reckoned with. Not many dared to question his leadership, and those who did, often didn't live to tell about it. Megatron trusted very few. You, a high ranking Decepticon, happened to be one of those few lucky bots.

You had to admit, it had its perks. Your input was taken as more than just a grain of salt, and it was much easier to keep a conversation with the Decepticon leader.

Another perk of being trusted by Megatron arose when rumors of a high-ranking traitor to the Decepticons began to spread. Everyone, especially Megatron, was on edge. He was extra snappy, and quick to rage at the smallest mistake. You, however, were exempt from this anger. Megatron's fury was directed elsewhere, and he valued your loyalty more than ever.

Was it still nerve-racking? Absolutely. Being around an angry Megatron all day was stressful, whether or not the anger was directed at you.

Currently, you found yourself in a meeting with Megatron, as well as his most trusted associates. Soundwave, Skywarp, Shockwave, you, and a few others stood silently in the grand war room, as Megatron scowled. The holographic displays flickered with strategic maps and intelligence reports, casting an eerie glow on the metallic walls.

"We are at a critical point in this war," Megatron began, his tone cold and serious. "The Autobots press us on all fronts, and now we face treachery from within. I will not tolerate betrayal." It was clear he wanted the traitor found, as quickly as possible. After the meeting, the other cons cleared out of the war room. You, on the other hand, decided to stay.

It was a bit tense, being alone with Megatron. Megatron was aware of your presence, but chose to stay silent, at least until you decided to speak up.

You gathered your thoughts, knowing that any words spoken in this moment carried significant weight. The room's atmosphere was thick with anticipation, the hum of Cybertronian technology a constant backdrop in your audials. It was now or never, you figured.