#Predacon Megatron

[driver270]

Mega Meeting

Well, this is mega embarrassing. 😏

You may stop giving me that look now.

[cozzzynook]

Megatron but he's a big grumpy Predacon.

Don't talk to him until he has 3 mugs of warm energon or if only Soundwave is in the room with him since he's going to be the only one able to calm him down to prevent Megatron from mauling his troops.

Grumpy megs is terrifying but grumpy predacon megs is against cybertronian law right up there with grumpy predacon optimus and elita and man.

Primus basically helps any bot who crosses them when they haven’t had energon.

They won’t survive otherwise

[nemesisthetoy]

The First Encounter (story and close up below cut)

Atop an ice cliff, near the border of the Sandwing and Icewing kingdoms sat an armory under siege by three dragons.

Those three being a Skywing with two Hivewing soldiers under his command.

For over 5 minutes they had been ramming the stone doors of the armory, using the smaller, green Hivewing as their battering ram.

On the inside, a Sandwing veteran from Blaze's army and his adopted Icewing daughter readied themselves for the inevitable breach.

The stone doors were barred shut by a stone beam, which had begun to crack from the repeated battering.

Everything had happened so quickly, first Blizzard had somehow found what could only be assumed to be a cursed bracelet, and barely a minute after he had bandaged her wound, three dragons arrived outside their home, killed the other Icewing guards, and demanded to be let in.

Or at least, that's what Plateau thought they were saying, most of the time the intruders seemed to talk to themselves in some other language.

This however wasn't the time to focus on what language they were speaking, who knows what they were planning on doing with all the armor, spears and bang-powder locked inside with them, but it was Plateau's duty as the last guard to keep them out of their talons.

But in all honesty, that was only the second priority in his mind, his first was to ensure his daughter's safety, and he just had an idea.

Atop the armory stood 2 chimneys for the fireplace, too small for a full-grown dragon to enter from, but maybe, just maybe, it would be wide enough for his daughter to squeeze out through.

All she needed was some cover and a distraction.

The stone beam barring the door began to form a major fracture through the center of itself, now it only had the strength to hold off a few more hits before it broke in half!

Plateau grabbed his daughter; her cold scales met his warm talons.

"Blizzard, I don't know how much time we have left, so I need you to listen very carefully to me, ok?"

His voice shuddered with genuine fear, but his daughter locked eyes with him and nodded in acknowledgement.

Her face testified to him the pain and fear gripping her at this moment, it was a sight he had only seen once before, on the very worst day of his life.

He handed her a torch and a sack of bang-powder, "I need you to set the fireplace, but you need to crawl up the chimney and be ready to fly as fast as you can before you light it."

Her face shifted to absolute horror; she felt like she knew what he was planning, but she continued to listen just in case she was wrong.

BANG..., BANG..., BANG...!

Plateau could hear the sound of stone cracking under the repeated battering as the beam began to bend into the vague shape of a 'V'.

"The moment that door breaks open, you need to drop your torch and afterwards that sack. The explosion should create enough smoke to mask your escape."

"But what about you?!?", her voice cracked as tears began to form in her eyes, she couldn't lose him too, not after everything that had happened to her!

"I need to stay and stop them, but you need to be safe, now go! GO!"

He shoved her away to the direction of the fireplace before grabbing a spear off the wall and running behind a shelf case full of spare spearheads, putting himself out of the immediate eyesight of anyone entering from the door.

BANG, CRACK, CRASH!

The beam had completely cracked in half, both doors flung open with great speed, one even going so far as to fly completely off its hinges!

The small green Hivewing muttered a complaint in his unknown language while rubbing his head, his voice weak and pathetic.

The leading Skywing spat out in reply, "Because the Drive turned out to be in your assigned sector, and you completely missed it, you incompetent bug!"

His scales were a dark crimson with an almost purple second color running down his head and legs, with wings a bright orange that almost shimmered like gold.

Plateau was leaning flat against the back of the shelf case, waiting for his moment to strike, but the stray thought "What in three moons is a 'Drive'?" did pass through his mind.

As the three intruders began to enter, there was suddenly the unmistakable boom of a bang-powder explosion as smoke began to fill the room and the chimneys.

Blizzard had just left the building, now it was time to deal with these trespassers.

Not wasting a second, Plateau shoved over the large shelf case he was hiding behind and ended up crushing the green Hivewing beneath.

He then hurled his spear at the second, larger red Hivewing, while also unleashing his flame breath on the Skywing.

As a veteran, breath aim was precise and deadly, hitting the Skywing square on the left side of his neck and face, but his little victory wouldn't last long.

Turns out, the red Hivewing had somehow managed to dodge his spear, and almost instantly ran over to tackle the lone Sandwing.

The crimson Skywing writhed in agony at his massive burns, stumbling backwards out the door, pressing against them with his talons.

Sandwing couldn't even ponder how a Skywing could survive such a nasty burn to the face before the Hivewing had his claws over his throat.

"Fool, did you really think you could kill the Royalty that easily!?!?", shouted the red Hivewing in defiance, "Perhaps you need to learn a lesson in pain!"

Plateau grabbed the Hivewing's chest and with all the strength he could muster and threw the invader off him towards the back of the room, right into the bang-powder shelves.

The impact caused all the powder to spread out across the room in a black cloud, coating the entire floor of the armory.

Suddenly, the shelf case that had pinned the green one went flying over Plateau's head and crashed into the side wall full of spears, sending chunks of shelf case and spears flying everywhere.

The little Hivewing was looking worse for wear, with a dozen or so spearheads lodged in his back and a general look of exhaustion and dizziness flowing through his entire body.

Plateau, not wasting a moment, leapt forward, rolled in the air, and lodged his stinger into the small Hivewing's skull, a guaranteed kill for sure, and using the momentum from his roll, threw the pathetic runt out into the snow.

The little green dragon landed face first on his back, but simply rolled over and buried his head in the snow in a move that appeared to be a result of both pain and utter embarrassment.

Plateau froze in shock at the doorway, the Hivewing had a gaping hole in his forehead now, and yet he muttered about it like he just had a bad headache instead.

But there was no time to worry about that, as soon after he heard discharge of an Icewing's frost breath, the roar of a Skywing, and then the scream of a dragonet.

"Blizzard!," the father screamed.

He attempted to run out the door and fly to his daughter's aid, but the red Hivewing grabbed his tail by the midsection and just above the stinger and proceeded to yank so hard that it dislocated in the middle.

Plateau howled in pain, without his tail properly balanced he was now rendered flightless!

This crazed Hivewing had a sinister look of satisfaction upon hearing his opponent's agony, a quickly threw him back into the center of the armory.

Plateau landed hard on his stomach facing away from door, but he could still hear his daughter struggling to fight off the fully grown Skywing as he forced her to land right outside the armory.

He tried to get back on his feet, but soon he was met by the crushing force of the red Hivewing body-slamming him.

"AH HA HA HA HA HAAAA!!! You shall suffer for daring to harm the Royalty!"

The Hivewing then pinned Plateau to the ground by grabbing a couple of spears and planting them in an 'X' around his neck.

Very clearly taking a sick pleasure from this, he then proceeded to pin the Sandwing's arms, legs, and tail to the ground in the same fashion, laughing his head off while doing it.

Then the crazed Hivewing uttered an unnatural hissing sound, and soon a pillar of flame erupted from his throat.

He aimed it all throughout the room, igniting all the wooden shelves and bang-powder spread around them.

"You will burn, FOR THE GLORY OF THE QUEEN!", exclaimed the Hivewing as he left Plateau to his fate.

The Sandwing struggled against his restraints, desperately trying to at the very least break the spears before the fire spread towards him, but in his current position, he couldn't gather enough strength to break them nor the leverage to wedge them from the floor.

He was trapped, and utterly helpless to save anyone now.

(next part here)

[izunias-meme-hole]

[vitreouspositive]

somebody sedate me.

[aldecaver]

:)

2024 vs 2021

[the-kennels]

beet war megatron

[icpe]

beast wars, doodles #13

Episode 5 doodle

[slickver-draws]

I've been neglecting this acc for a bit so...have doodles

[granatu888]

Maximal & predacons

[ajtheweirdo]

maybe in another world

[nemesisthetoy]

Bestest Sisters in the Multiverse (AF)

I'd like to imagine Plateau, Bruce, and SC-13 are having lunch offscreen together, swapping stories about their daughters.

(Fitting Music)

[42wv]

I randomly felt like making Beast Wars keychains

[churino]

Backstory stuff

(Why yes i love megaman can't you tell)

Individual images below

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

There is a brutal contrast in how Megatron and Optimus's stories end. Optimus nobly surrenders his spark, along with the Matrix of Leadership, having been sent off by his dear and trusted friends after giving them a fond farewell. He has accomplished his life's greatest goal; now he is able to rest. He dies willingly, at peace, bringing hope and giving life to the next generation by restoring the Allspark.

Megatron had already been killed, and was told that he can never join that very Allspark. Having been enslaved, and only released because of Optimus's actions, he is now reanimated, inhabiting his own corpse. His only remaining ally, who has constantly betrayed him, does not understand him. He flies off, alone, having lost all his forces and failed in his mission, and realizing that his life's greatest purpose was misguided. He is left, we can only assume, to live a hellish and hopeless life--a shell, consumed by the past.

And he did not tell Optimus goodbye. He knows that Optimus will leave him behind, will obtain the heaven he can never enter. He gives him the parting gift of his repentance, to acknowledge this. But in his refusal to say farewell, there is an echo of his own wretched endurance. He does not get to rest. Megatron will remain, eternally alone--eternally waiting for a reunion that will never come.

[animeaddict578]

What if one day Megatron had enough of Starscream’s antics and decides to send him to Shockwave to finally make him useful to the army

What if Shockwave uses Predaking’s CNA to enhance Starscream to become Predaking’s mate because he’s been begging for one for a while now and now Starscream’s frame became that of a Predacon

What if the plan backfired now that Starscream is stronger and now has more than enough power to fight against Megatron

And what if when Megatron opens Shockwave’s lab that recently blew up due to “unforeseen circumstances”, he sees this…