Megatron watched Thunderburst through the hidden camera in her room. He had to keep an eye on her, make sure she didn't cause any trouble. He almost went to her when she almost broke the button, but he knew that she needed to drink the energon. He hadn't exactly given her the rations she needed when she was in the brig.

He smiled when he saw her chug it, a small wave of relief passing through his system. It surprised him, but he passed it off as relief that she would be okay since he still needed her to find the Autobot base. She fell asleep shortly after and he turned to Soundwave.

"Keep an eye on her", Megatron ordered. "Let me know when she wakes up."

Soundwave nods, and the warlord disappears from the bridge. The surveillance officer watches as his leader leaves, and he thought back to the warlord's body language when he saw her drinking the energon.

A silent sentence passed through the mech's derma's. "Lord Megatron has no idea who she is."

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When Thunderburst woke, it was the next day. She groaned as she sat up. Stretching out her limbs, she stood up, examining her surroundings. Nothing had changed overnight. She sighed, and walked over to the door, pressing the button. A few minutes later, it opened, Megatron standing at the doorway. A small grimace passed over her face, but she tried to bite back her frustration.

"If you're not too busy, Megsy, I'd be happy to have a tour of the warship now", she hissed. A flash of frustration crossed his face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Do not call me 'Megsy", he growled. Thunderburst just smirked.

"Oh, I'm sorry my lord. Would you rather be called Megabutt?" she asked sarcastically. More frustration crossed the warlord's face. Thunderburst secretly grinned, knowing she was getting him riled up. She would rather be put in the cell than deal with this. At least when she was in the brig she knew what to expect. She had no idea what to expect with this situation.

"I would prefer to be called at the very least by my designation", he snapped. Thunderburst shrugged.

"Alright D-16", she shrugged. "Whatever you want."

Megatron's temper flew over the edge, and he raised his servo to slap her. But something held him back, and he took a deep breath, lowering his hand. The femme in front of him stared in shock, not understanding what just happened.

"Call me Megatron, and by nothing else", he said through his denta, trying to keep up a calm facade. Thunderburst tried to come up with a snarky response, but him not slapping her had shocked her to her very core.

"Okay", she said simply. "Megatron."

The warlord stiffened, and he quickly turned around. "Follow me." Thunderburst shrugged, and followed him out of the room, through the twisting hallways of the warship. She kept pace with him, or rather, he slowed down enough to allow her to walk beside him. He could very easily snap her in half if he so chose to.

That thought terrified the femme. It hadn't been noticeable before when she was hanging from the chains because she was lifted up to look him in the face. Now that she walked beside him, she realized that he was several feet taller than her, much like Optimus was.

"Thunderburst?" Megatron asked questioningly. Her head snapped up, spark pulsing quickly. She opened her mouth to answer him, but nothing came out. She stared at him, mouth still open, but nothing coming out.

She couldn't move. Thunderburst tried to snap herself out of it, but all she could do was stare at the warlord in a panic. Megatron took a step closer to her, and that's when she moved. She took a step back. She didn't even notice the brief flicker of concern on Megatron's face. He took another step forward, and she took another step back. As he got closer, her mind replaced his image with another. She shook her head, stepping backward as fast as she could until she tripped.

He came closer to her until he was towering over her. She lifted her arms up to protect her face.

"Please don't hurt me", she whimpered. "Please..."

"Thunderburst", Megatron's voice sounded. She flinched when a sharp-taloned servo gripped her servo and helped her up. She slowly lowered her arms and saw the warlord that had kidnapped her, not the mech he had been replaced with briefly.

Lubricant welled up in her optics and she pulled away from Megatron. "Sorry", she whispered. "I'm so sorry."

She continued to repeat that, confusing the warlord greatly. He didn't understand what was happening. Where did the strong femme that he had kidnapped go? Why was she turned into a whimpering mess in front of him?

"Thunderburst?" he asked, gently grabbing her chin with his servo, forcing her to look at him. He had knelt down in front of her to be closer to her height. "What is the matter?"

"You're so tall", she whimpered. "You remind me of him."

Megatron's eyes narrowed. "Remind you of who?"

The femme shook her head, turning her blue optics away from him. "I'd like to go back to my room now."

The warlord sighed but nodded, standing up quickly. Thunderburst flinched, and Megatron frowned, but led the way back to her room. She quickly went through the door, hiding away from Megatron. She took a deep breath and allowed her tears to fall freely. She sunk against the door, holding her helm in her servos.

"He's gone. You know he's gone. He can't hurt you again", she whispered to herself. "You're fine."

It did nothing to help, so she got up, and went to her desk, grabbing the datapad that was marked as her journal. She began typing quickly, writing everything that came to mind.