#megajazz

We got the Jazz

Aaaand in the end for @jariktig two lonely sparks who are not lonely anymore

Megatron who are you telling?!? Proud motherfucker.

Post-canon, Jazz is in trouble. A group of Quintessons caught him off guard while he was scouting on the surface, and now he's surrounded. There's too many for him to take on alone, especially with an injured ankle joint. For a sparkstopping moment, he thinks it's the end of the line.

Then the roar of an engine shoots across the flat landscape, and a round of blaster fire buries itself into the chest of one of the Quintessons. The next few seconds are a blur of metal crunching against organic flesh and unholy screeching from the Quintessons. When the dust settles, Jazz is surrounded by the remains of his attackers.

And in front of him stands Megatron, #1 enemy of Cybertron, with his fusion cannon still extended.

Jazz panics. Great, he traded one deadly threat for a worse one. He tries to scramble away, but his fragged up ankle joint has other ideas. He barely manages to get a few meters away before he collapses in pain. Megatron approaches, his expression unreadable. He's towering over Jazz in moments.

Then, to Jazz's shock, the leader of the newly formed Decepticons drops to one knee and begins examining his ankle.

He makes quick work of splinting it and stands again. Jazz doesn't know what to say.

There's a flash of yellow in the crimson of Megatron's eyes.

"Don't make this a habit, Jazz."