Confrontation with Shockwave didn't pass without consequences, Optimus's spark began to decay, and the Matrix of Leadership decided that his successor will be... Megatron, who wants to finally end the war.
The Lost Light crew is on their way to find...
Gradually, pulsations in the chest disappeared, but the inhibition of perception and motor activity weren't going to let go. Megatron with his optics closed lay motionless on the berth, supported by the Ultra Magnus, who didn't even think to go anywhere. Others, much to the silver mech's annoyance were also in no hurry to leave him alone. Moreover, the senior medic had summoned Rung for some reason as well.
Happy, huh? You're enjoying to see me like this? The result of exposure to your own chemicals... And then they will also report back to Prime, so he will be glad to know how the experiment is going... An experiment on slow destruction...
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Another quiet click, then the subtle ringing of a scanning medical device, and then Ratchet quietly said:
"The ripples have stopped." And already turned directly to the silver mech: "How are you feeling?"
Megatron opened his optics and glanced dimly at the medic who was bending over him again, then turned his gaze to Magnus. Thoughtfulness, concern, confusion. They... don't understand what's going on? Or maybe... No, they cannot sympathize with me... And if they can, they will still carry out their leader's order. This is how it should be... And we are not allies... Not friends...
"The experiment going well, right" Megatron asked instead of answering, closing the optics. I shouldn't show them fear... it will only make the situation worse. The EM fields of those present reflected something strange. Misunderstanding? Confusion?
"What experiment? What do you mean?" There was genuine surprise in Magnus's voice.
Megatron only grunted in disbelief. Now he had absolutely no strength to resist them. As well as trying to free himself from the Ultra Magnus's servos. What a shame, what a humiliation. The large blue and white Autobot probably sensed this energy message and removed his servos from the silver frame. Having gained freedom, the Decepticon slowly took a sitting position, lowered his legs from the berth. He still felt slightly disorientated, and the images from the dream were still in front of his inner gaze.
"Megatron?" Ultra Magnus called again. He held out the right servo, but his digits stopped in midair. "What experiment? What are you talking about?"
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