Nightstreak: The Decepticon That Changed Everything (tfp fanfic)

Chapter 41

Nightstreak's P.O.V.

Currently most of us were in the command bridge, seeing what was functional from the battle and what wasn't. A sparks came from the corners of the room, making me flinch and step back. Bloodsurge hid behind my leg, looking around nervously. Megatron turned to face us.

"Damage report." he said with great displeasure.

"We have suffered critical damage to all major systems, Lord Megatron. It will be some time before we can get the ship airborne." Dreadwing replied, showing some scans on one of the computers. Our liege looked to his silent communications worker.

"Soundwave." he said. Soundwave began to show a video on his screen. It showed Bulkhead running inside and smashing the power core, making me perk up.

"So that's how he got off the ship....." I murmured. I suppose its better than getting captured or scrapped, but now we have the problem of a grounded Nemesis. 

"So it was an Autobot, as that Vehicon had said." Megatron said. 

"Surely they're not foolish enough to launch a direct assault, my liege." Knockout replied. "Optimus has grown decidedly more ruthless since our last encounter...." he stated. However sparked in his optics, and I flinched as I felt my Dark energon throb with eagerness, however not my own eagerness....but rather Megatron's eagerness. He's got a plan, and I have a bad feeling about this....

Small time skip

"Inject Dark energon into the ship?!" I exclaimed. Megatron gave a firm nod, looking to our energon power core with dedicated optics. He was set in stone on this decision.

"Lord Megatron, as your physician, I strongly advise against this!" Knockout stated in a nervous tone, "Dark energon regenerative properties are impressive, but the side-effects.....there's no telling how it might impact the ship." 

"Dark energon courses through my veins. Infusing the warship will enable me to manipulate the craft as if we are one. And together we shall crush Optimus Prime!" Megatron stated, his optics glowing a bright purple as he smirked. I don't like this at all! Not only is this another danger to the Autobots, but to possibly the ship itself! Knockout is correct, the side effects could be devastating for us all! Maybe I can convince him of another idea.

"My liege, I agree with Knockout on this course of action. While I am not one to question your motives, I do not believe Dark energon to be the wisest decision. If anything, perhaps we should at least put the Dark energon through some tests, to see if it is safe to use for such a purpose." I explained. Megatron sent me a glare, making me flinch.

"Nightstreak, while I may have accepted Airachnid into our ranks, that does not mean you or her are in good impression. I did not grant you permission to seek her out, nor did I tell you to let her join us in the first place!" he said sternly, taking a step towards me. My wings drooped and I gave a small nod. Of course I would be in trouble for my actions, I was prepared for that. I'm just glad that Airachnid and the ship is safe for the time being.

"Besides, even if I wanted to test the Dark energon, we do not possess the time. We are vulnerable as it is, and the Autobots could prepare to attack at any moment. We must restore the ship as soon as possible." Megatron explained. 

"I understand my liege. I apologize." I replied. The former gladiator nodded and turned back to the power core. I watched as a cube of Dark energon was picked up by the claw and carried to the opening, placed right in front of it. Megatron approached the machine before pushing the switch. The purple cube went inside, and in just a matter of seconds I felt the Dark energon in my spark pulse rapidly.

Purple spread throughout the tubes of the room and spread out. I turned to outside down the hallway, where the hallway lights flickered to a purple color instead of its usual white. I could feel the ship change completely, to something darker. However more importantly I could feel the warship's mechanics within me. Every computer uploaded, every gear turning, even every footstep that stepped in the ship's hallways. And judging by Megatron's smile, he could feel the same thing.