"Humans. What a curious species..." Megatron mused, curling his tail as he prowled around his spacious den. Ratchet was in the far corner, kept from escaping by his own common sense and Megatron's large body. Taylor was on the other side of the warlord so she couldn't be with the medic. "Disgusting." He seethed with a flash of his fangs. A dark chuckle rumbled low in his throat when his aggressive act made Taylor flinch.

Ratchet remained where he was, crouched submissively with his tail sweeping across the floor anxiously. His gaze only left Taylor when he needed to see what Megatron was doing. He cringed slightly when she flinched, knowing she was beyond terrified at the moment.

"Don't move." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"What did you say?!" Megatron suddenly snarled, whirling around to face Ratchet with his teeth bared. His tail lashed dangerously behind him and his spikes seemed to flare up in anger. His rows of razor sharp teeth were mere inches from the medic's face.

Ratchet shrunk down and hunched his shoulders, every muscle taut and firm. He bared his own teeth in a defensive display, wrinkling his snout.

"Nothing." He said through clenched teeth. The struggle to stay calm was becoming harder for him.

After what felt like an eternity, Megatron released a puff of smoke from his nostrils and raised his head. "Good." He growled as he turned back towards Taylor. "Now, I require a few things from you, pest."

Taylor's heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest. She was frozen in absolute terror and her throat seemed to be closing up, preventing any sound from escaping as the massive warlord approached her. Her hands flew over her eyes when Megatron released an irritated snarl.

"You will speak when spoken to! Do you understand me?!"

It sounded like church bells were ringing in her ears when the den finally became silent for a few seconds. She slowly nodded her head and removed her hands from her eyes, having to bite her lip to keep it from quivering.

"Y-Yes..." She stammered, her breath just about leaving her lungs when Megatron drew closer.

The silver dragon snorted in satisfaction, a smirk soon overtaking his features. His fury subsiding, he sat back on his haunches in front of the silver-haired girl and curled his tail around his massive paws.

"Now that we are at an understanding, we can continue." He said in an strangely calm tone, the polar opposite of what he had been speaking at before. His red eyes scanned Taylor's tiny form and he was already imagining all the possible ways he could kill her. It had been a very long time since he last killed a human. Too long for his liking. "I have been informed that you managed to form a bond with Ratchet. How adorable." He flashed a toothy grin at the girl, watching her cower in fear.

"Megatron, leave her alone."

Megatron's grin only widened upon hearing Ratchet speak. "A useless medic and a pathetic human. You two are the perfect pair." He sneered as he continued, a soft growl rising in his throat. "What did you think you would gain from this... bond, hm? Some sort of friendship? Let's test that, shall we?" Megatron growled at Taylor, swiftly rising to his paws.

He reached Ratchet in two strides and, with no hesitation, slammed his paw down on the medic's tail. His claws sunk deep into the flesh, spilling scarlet blood over the medic's white scales.

Taylor cringed at Ratchet's cry of pain, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. The sight of blood made her sick to her stomach. Her heart leapt into her throat when Megatron looked in her direction and chuckled.

"Go on. Tell me how much you care about him."

The silver-haired girl was frozen. Not even a breath could escape her at that moment. Eventually she had to breathe so she wouldn't pass out, but she still couldn't find any words. Her heart began to race with fear and anxiety again when Megatron wrenched his claws free from Ratchet's tail.

"Nothing? Alright then." The warlord tilted his head, a smirk slowly spreading across his face.

He bent down and snatched one of Ratchet's hind legs in his jaws, the jagged edges of his teeth just barely penetrating through the white scales. In one swift movement, he threw his head to the left and harshly yanked on Ratchet's leg. An audible pop could be heard before Ratchet's anguished scream filled the air.

Tears spilled freely down Taylor's cheeks. She trembled like a leaf, having to look away for a second to try and calm down. She wanted this to stop.

"Stop! Stop it, please! Leave him alone!" She cried as she scrambled to her feet, holding up her hands.

Megatron laughed and released Ratchet's leg, looking down at the medic. That was the exact response he wanted. "You both are pathetic." He growled, turning away from Ratchet.

The silver warlord then left the den without another word, his tail being the last thing to disappear from view.

As soon as Megatron was gone, Taylor rushed over to Ratchet's side. "I'm so sorry!" She cried. "Is it broken...?" She asked worriedly as she looked over at his injured leg, her tears slowing down a bit. It didn't look too bad, it just appeared a bit strange since it wasn't supposed to be like that.

Ratchet winced and let out a strained breath through his clenched teeth. He turned his head to examine his leg, his blue eyes narrowed and clouded with pain. His leg was still moveable, which was a good sign, but it was painful to do so.

"No. If anything, it's dislocated." He replied.

"How are you going to put it back in place?"

"I'm not sure yet."