Returned? Who?

Was what Megatron was about to ask his loyal servant, then it dawned on him. His purple optics that were infused with the dark energon, went wide.

She really did return to him....after all these years

The thought of the femme seeker returning to him made his spark swell with joy, but seeing the raging battle in front of him again, his face became solemn as he watched his army fight and die on the ground below him, and Nightshade trying to mutilate that tiny autobot femme the best she could.

Each of them fell on the ground, they're optics dimming until they glowed no more.

The sight made him grit his dentas in anger.

'Such incompetent lifeforms'. He  thought, even with numbers, those pesky autobots still overpowered them. His army is becoming useless day by day that he'd rather fly down there and rip their sparks from their chambers himself, his beloved femme would have done a better job compared to a hundred of them.

For two Earth years she had disappeared, Megatron thought that Nightfall had deserted him for good. And he can't wait to see her again, hold her again and hear her voice again.

He missed her that's for sure, but he would never admit it out loud. He has and image to upkeep. 

There isn't anymore time to waste, he must withdraw for now, lest he wants to end up creating another army through Shockwave's laboratory.

But first he must address Soundwave's report.

"I see. Well done, Soundwave. Watch over her for now." And with that he ended the call and gazed down on the fight, the autobots are wounded and his troops are decreasing rapidly despite their wounds.

With his final decision, he ordered them to retreat.

"Decepticons!...Retreat."

The drones' endless firing, ceased as soon as they heard their master's order to retreat. They were reluctant at first, glancing at one another and towards their enemy, even Nightshade was not happy to hear it as she was close to mercilessly claw Arcee who held a blade against her neck.

Then each of the drones transformed into their alt modes and began to retreat.

"What-" Before Arcee could finish her sentenced, Nightshade punched her right in the face and threw her off.

"You're lucky to be still alive, you little pest. I will be back to hunt you." Nightshade growled as she hurriedly transformed into her alt and flew off.

Arcee didn't want to let Nightshade go, throughout the past years, they've been at each other's throats and have became sworn enemies on every fight. Just like how she and Starscream was back then.

Her blasters fired right after Nightshade's retreating form but none of those bullets hit, growling in irritation she turned them back into her servos.

Wheeljack came beside her, sheathing his swords behind his back and retracting his masks.

"That's strange, they retreated all of a sudden. What could possibly happen that made Megatron retreat" The wrecker said as he watched the last of cons disappear through the groundbridge.

Arcee was still glaring at the sky,

"I don't know, but they better not show themselves for a long while or else."

"We've fought hard and long, it's best if we return to our base and have all of your injuries checked, yes that includes you Arcee." Their leader spoke from behind them, and knowing the temperament of the motorcycle femme, Optimus gave a direct order.

He was about to contact Ratchet when the medic's frantic voice came

"Optimus! The prisoner has escaped! That darned femme used the opportunity of birthing the sparklings as an escape plan! I'm afraid she's long gone."

Optimus' brows furrowed at the news

"And what of her sparklings?" He asked out of concern.

"She took them with her." Ratchet said

"I see, then it can't be helped, old friend... Don't dwell on it much longer...and prepare a groundbridge back to base" Optimus said and a few seconds later, the familiar green vortex appeared not from their side and everyone went inside it.

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As soon as Megatron returned to the ship, he quickly went to the med bay, startling the poor red medic out of his wits as he nearly dropped his equipment.

"W-welcome back, Lord Megatron-"

"Where is she."

"I beg your pardon?" Knockout asked in confusion as his processor was buffering of who exactly was he looking for.

Megatron raised an eyebrow at the smaller mech, glowering as he silently demanded to see the femme that escaped his grasp.

"Oh! Oh yes, her..Well uhhh, she's currently resting in the other room, my lord" The cherry red medic said as he motioned for the tyrant to follow him to the said room.

There lay the femme whom he hasn't seen for nearly 2 years, resting on a medical berth with cables hooked on her frame to keep her stable.

Megatron's brows furrowed upon seeing those cables and decided to ask

"What exactly happened to her to be in this state?" Megatron stated calmly as he slowly approached the berth and circled halfway around it. Examining her battered features, her armored plates no longer had that glorious shine but scratches and dents littered all across it.

Knockout cleared his vocals as he began to report

"Well, my liege, she seems to be having energon deficiency and quite fatigued, birthing two sparklings in such state surely took a toll on her. She's even lucky to be alive after such labor" The medic reported as he glanced at the unconscious femme, her chassis rising and falling gently as air flows into her air tanks.

"Her vitals seemed to be stable now, she'll probably wake up soon"

As Megatron listened he kept his purple optics on the femme's form,it wasn't until his attention was caught after the medic mentioned that Nightfall had just been into labor prior to her escape.

"Did you say sparklings...?"

The red medic paused and scratched the side of his helm lightly, afraid of what his lord would do if he finds out more of the sparklings. Seeker carriers tend to be quite aggressive if their young is harmed or just the mere threat of separating the sparkling from it's carrier.

And if the Decepticon tyrant ever plans on doing the latter while Nightfall is unconscious...it might result with the femme going on a rampage in attempt of assassinating their own leader.

"Yes sire, Soundwave brought Nightfall into the med bay with two sparklings in tow, they are currently being examined if they have any injuries or internal damages during the escape" Knockout said as he felt Megatron's gaze bore through his helm.

"Do include a CNA test as well. I'd like to see who the sire is, whether it's from our ranks or an autobot. It won't do us good if I allow pests to roam around my ship." Megatron said as he made his way through the automatic doors.

"Oh, and Knockout"

"Yes, Lord Megatron?"

"I assume you will place the sparklings around their carrier?"

"I wouldn't want the previous air commander to slash me to pieces, my lord... so yes I would make sure the sparklings are around their carrier when she awakes."

" Good. Don't let anyone else, but me and Soundwave enter this room. That is an order, do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord"

And with a respective bow, Knockout listened as the heavy footsteps of the Decepticon lord faded away before rising back up.

He glanced at the femme seeker that's left under his care.

"What do you know, my friend, you're in for quite a special treatment"