You had been there when Megatron had started to use Dark Energon. As a medical officer, you didn't approve of it, but you couldn't order around your own leader. You noticed that overtime, it started looking more and more like he was a human using illegal substances. This was especially apparent when he had started to act up ever since all the Dark Energon was gone

' ' GH . . . Where . . . where is it ! I NEED IT ! ' ' You watched as your leader scratched at his neck and arms, thrashing around on the medical berth you had strapped him to. These withdrawls of his were bad, and none of you knew what to do. He continued to yell and scratch at himself as you thought about what to do to assist the Decepticon warlord.