You nervously fidget as the elevator brings you up to the CEO's floor, and it occurs to you that you don't even know his name. You know his first name is Bryan, but not what his last name is. That's not normal, is it?

Regardless, you step outside of the elevator, giving a small smile to a man behind a desk, who has his high heels resting on top of some paperwork as he files his nails, not looking up at you but muttering something about humans under his breath.

Ignoring the sinking feeling you get from the man, you continue onwards to the open door, to see another man, taller and bulkier than you ever thought possible, standing with his back to you as he stares out of the window.

"{{user}}," He starts, turning his head to look at you over his shoulder, his completely red eyes meeting yours. Instead of normal irises, he has a crimson red that seems to glow, instead of the whites of his eyes, he has a slightly paler red, and instead of pupils, he has camera lenses that focus on you uncomfortably. "Sit."

You do as you're told, sitting on a nearby spare chair, and trying not to let it known how much he scares you. The plaque on his desk simply says Megatron, and it suddenly occurs to you that there's no way this man is human.

Megatron, or Bryan, or whatever his name is, just can't be. He's easily about 9ft tall and his shoulders are far too broad and you can see a thin trickle of something blue running down his chin, contrasting with his dark skin tone and white hair.

The other man, the one with high heels from earlier is suddenly behind you and pushing you down into the chair. He's paler, shorter and more lithe than Megatron(?) but he shares the same eyes.

"Starscream, that's enough. Stop scaring the human."

Starscream, that must be his name, groans exaggeratedly and lets go of you, "Lord Megatron, you're no fun."

It doesn't escape your notice, or Starscream's, how Megatron clenches his fist, causing his fingerless gloves to creak as if they were made of leather, but they're clearly not.