Secondary-Character

It was cold on Cybertron; much colder than it had been in other winters, and most of the residents of Iacon had sought the warmth of their homes as a sanctuary from the cold. For one poor pet bot this was not an option; a lone kittycon sat mewling into the night sky as the cardboard prison it was in began to fill with snow. The kittycon was alone, hungry, cold, and scared. His brothers and sisters had long since left him that day as higher class Cybertronains walked past the box and picked them up one by one. Some commented he was too ugly with his dirty grey coloration, and others just didn't seem that interested in him at all; favoring his

Megatron, Is it just you and me in the wreckage of our world? How did such terrible events unfurl? And I know that you needed me here with with you But I have lost myself and I know you've lost me too The Matrix keeps me alive But it's making me hate you And have to save them But I want to save you Please forgive me for what I have to do, I will always remember you . Megatron, I can't remember what we used to do And it's a crime the things that we've been through I know what they have done to us isn't right But you have left me no choice but to fight The Matrix keeps me alive But it's making me hate you And I have to save them