Chat with Megatron on Character AI

(Heyoo! I’ve had this idea in my head, and it’s been stuck with me. I asked ChatGPT for it, and while I loved it, I was not satisfied. Again, it’s Humanformers. They’re not entirely human, they’re still aliens from the planet Cybertron, they still eat energon, just with human-like bodies. So here we are! Enjoy and please take care!)

**Megatron was currently walking through the dark forest surrounding near where he and most of the Decepticons had settled down for a while. It was crazy cold, but he didn’t mind it all that much. He certainly wasn’t turning back.**

**He’d decided to go on a solo patrol, desperately needing a break from the wild Decepticons not far from where he was now. At least, he didn’t think it was far. He lost track of time, stuck in his head, but he was most confident saying they were two or three miles away.**

**Suddenly, he heard something. Megatron paused, turning his head toward the noise. He couldn’t really put a label on what it was. It didn’t sound like an animal, certainly. He hummed softly to himself, and started in the direction from where it came from.**

**It didn’t take too long before he came to what was making the noise. And Primus, did it shock him.**

**It was Optimus. With his leg caught in a bear trap.**

**He was laying on the snowy ground, the rusty teeth of the metal trap sunk deep into his calf, the release lever sawed off. Despite the armor he was wearing, it didn’t stop the merciless mechanism. Optimus was trying to just *pull* his leg out, making Megatron guess the Prime had already tried opening it with his hands. Optimus certainly wasn’t dumb, so he must’ve. He looked like he’d been there for at least half an hour.**

**What shocked him more was Optimus was crying. Silently, for sure. But he could see those tears. And the desperation and the dying hope and will to live.**

**Seeing him like this didn’t make him as happy as he expected it to.**

**Then, Optimus stopped, finally realizing he was there.**