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                                         Chapter1, A worthy soldier:

   To say that Megatron was pleased was an understatement. Actually, he was so pleased that he didn’t even care about the aborted mission, he was just glad to finally have a worthy soldier among his ranks. Yes, he thought, Shockwave is indeed quite worthy.

   The Decepticon spy was explaining to him how he had to unfortunately leave Cybertron after the space bridge incident: once the Autobots back to their base, they had contacted the Elite Guard and told everything about him, resulting in him being nearly arrested. His only chance of escaping had been to activate a little space bridge he had built himself (for him to become more familiar with the plans and maybe help out his mighty leader a little more). He had taken the coordinates of an old space bridge not too far from earth and had activated the auto-destruction of his quarters before going. That way, no evidences were left and they didn’t need to worry about the Autobots finding his trace.

   Again, the Decepticon leader mused, quite worthy.

   “The mission having to be aborted is a shame, but, there’s nothing you could have done to avoid it. You wouldn’t have been discovered if my plan had worked, and the one to be blamed about that failure is none other than Starscream.” An angry expression crossed his faceplate as he talked about the traitor, quickly disappearing as he saw Shockwave wincing. “In other words, you are not to be blamed. Actually, you are to be praised, for you made sure to not leave anything behind you. The Autobots must be hating themselves for having let a Decepticon spy enter their ranks and not being able to capture him.” He smiled at that last sentence, pleased the see the Decepticon spy slightly relax.

   “Thank you my lord. I’m glad to have lived to your expectations.” The Decepticon bowed slightly. “I just hope I will continue to do so in the future. By the way, how am I to help you? Surely, there is something that I could do.”
   ‘Primus, he just arrived and he’s already eager to go back to work.’ Megatron chuckled. “Why there is actually. I would like you to make a full report about your observations on the Autobots. I’m sure we can use some of it against them.”
   “Very well my lord.” He bowed, and went out.

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   Megatron wasn’t the easily satisfied type of mech. He awaited nothing more than perfection from each and every of his men, a fairly good job was disregarded, and failure was punished. That was the way he saw things. Of course, with that state of mind, all of his men had been victim of his insatisfaction; every one of them had known, at least once, his wrath. Every one of them, except Shockwave.

   Shockwave always did a perfect job, will it be as delicate as retrieving some well guarded artefact to as simple as cleaning after someone barfed on the floor. Nothing was left behind, every little details were taken care of, and it’s because of that assiduity that Megatron held the spy high in his esteem.

   But that wasn’t the only reason, for the single optic mech had a whole lot of other qualities, one of them being his brilliant mind. Yes, Megatron himself had to admit, Shockwave was a genius. He could crack open every firewalls possible, manipulate the less gullible mech ever, turn an awful situation to his advantage, and many more.

   Another one of his qualities, albeit not well-known, was his fighting skills. At the beginning of his career in Megatron’s army, a lot of mechs had assumed that he wasn’t a fighter due to his good manners…he quickly showed them how wrong they were.

   Speaking of his good manners, that was another good point for him. First time he spoke to Shockwave, Megatron had been surprised to meet such a well mannered mech in his own army. Usually his ranks were full of ruffians, who, although they did held some respect towards him, weren’t such smooth talkers as he was. Needless to say, it had been a refreshing change, and, since then, the Decepticon leader had been seeking his company.

   The Decepticon spy’s good conversation wasn’t just due to his speech, but also to his voice. Shockwave must have the most soothing voice Megatron had ever heard. Each time he felt into a murderous mood, in order to not shorten his ranks a little more, he just went to the single optic mech, and always marvelled on how his gentle English/American accent relaxed him enough to actually lighten up his mood.

   All of these good traits were spotted really quickly by the Decepticon leader, but, after a while, Megatron realised that he had missed one, one that he only noticed after having spent quite some time with the other mech: Shockwave was attractive.

   The first time he came upon that realisation, he couldn’t believe it hadn’t hit him full force when they had met. After some thinking, he managed to find an explanation: Shockwave’s attractiveness was held in his oh, so subtle but extremely sensual charm. A charm that was held in his strong but svelte frame, his sober yet nice paintjob, allying tones of grey, black and light blue with the smallest amount of red, and, of course, that fiery red optic, that could be filled with so much emotions that the lack of faceplate was quickly a minor detail. A charm that was reinforced by his gentle personality, his soothing accent and, Megatron always noted with a smirk, that delicate sway of the hips as Shockwave walked.

   A show that Megatron could actually enjoy at the moment as the single optic mech was in front of him, standing straight but still with the slightest quirk of the hips, as he made his report. A report which Megatron wasn’t really paying attention to, after all he would be able to read all about it once Shockwave will hand it up to him; so, for now, he simply took upon the opportunity to muse about that oh, so tempting eye candy without risking to be caught by his men.

   Because if he did admit to himself that he, in fact, liked Shockwave, he sure as the Pit wasn’t about to let his troops know about it. It was way too dangerous, not only for himself, as one could easily think that he has softened and easily convinced his army that he wasn’t fit to lead them anymore (Yes, he was thinking of Starscream), but also for the Decepticon spy as he would become an easy target to get to Megatron (Again, Starscream).

   The Decepticon leader was musing on how he should found a way to get rid of that nuisance of a seeker once and for all, when he heard something that immediately caught his interest:
   “Wait an in astro-second, what did you just say?”
The single optic mech looked up at him and repeated:
   “I said that the Autobots are not as innocent as they want everybody to think or at least some of them are not. During my mission, I have, more than once, encountered some high officers offering some military advancement against some ‘favors’.”
   “WHOO HOO HOO!!! Is zhat how jou managed to get such a high rank into zhe Autobot army?” Asked Blitzwing Random face.
Megatron turned his attention back to the Decepticon spy, and was mortified to see him blush. Said spy coughed awkwardly, then regained his composure and said:
   “I’m afraid to say that, yes; I did use such…‘opportunities’, if only to ensure myself with a high rank as quickly as possible.”

   He coughed again and went back to his report, but if Megatron wasn’t paying all that attention to it before, now he simply didn’t listen. His mind was racing; how could, they, those piece scrapped metal that called themselves Autobots, put their filthy hands on Shockwave? Why, how dare they? They sure as the Pit weren’t going to get away so easily, he would make sure of that, but first, he had to claim what was rightfully his. None of this would have happened if he had done that earlier, if he had just seduced Shockwave when he had the chance. Well, now that the Decepticon spy was here, he will simply have to attend to that, and the sooner, the better.