Gonna break you, better still.
Who: Megatron, Vincent
What: Punishment.
Where: The Decepticon Base
When: Tonight.
Warnings: Violence, torture, death.
Megatron was not red hot with anger, as he had been when his district had first been scoured by the insolent wretch who he now summoned to his presence. No; now his anger was cold, sharp, and focused. Despite the loss of Rip van Winkle, despite his fury at his underlings, he understood one thing: this organic did not fear him for whatever reason. Megatron was going to alter that. He was going to break the human before he died. He would hear him beg for mercy. He would hear him promise anything for the pain to stop. And then he would rebuild him into a tool to focus his power on Megatron's enemies. He knew this would happen because he willed it. No one would interfere; the Autobots were leaderless. The Major was dead. Jadis and the dragon neither cared nor had they the power to stop him. The Ashura and Deva had no interest. Rip van Winkle would not stand against him.
And the other Angelii may not have even existed, as far as he was concerned. He waited. He watched.
There would be death. There would be pain. And there would be a reckoning.
What: Punishment.
Where: The Decepticon Base
When: Tonight.
Warnings: Violence, torture, death.
Megatron was not red hot with anger, as he had been when his district had first been scoured by the insolent wretch who he now summoned to his presence. No; now his anger was cold, sharp, and focused. Despite the loss of Rip van Winkle, despite his fury at his underlings, he understood one thing: this organic did not fear him for whatever reason. Megatron was going to alter that. He was going to break the human before he died. He would hear him beg for mercy. He would hear him promise anything for the pain to stop. And then he would rebuild him into a tool to focus his power on Megatron's enemies. He knew this would happen because he willed it. No one would interfere; the Autobots were leaderless. The Major was dead. Jadis and the dragon neither cared nor had they the power to stop him. The Ashura and Deva had no interest. Rip van Winkle would not stand against him.
And the other Angelii may not have even existed, as far as he was concerned. He waited. He watched.
There would be death. There would be pain. And there would be a reckoning.