TFP Megatron x ghost reader

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Requested by @lyrical-inkness

Your POV:

This town...this little ghost town from an eighty's village forgotten over time, now ruins and home to a girl. A girl who died at the age of eighteen from a disease only now curable, still unknown to her, that girl is me, I'm a ghost who wonders the town in hope to be freed. I don't know why I remain here, perhaps because when I was dying, I had hopes to meet him before death took me away. Him being my soulmate, but alas it wasn't meant to be.

Today was like most days, sunny and full of colour, the vines taking over buildings and some pulling them down to the ground. It was beautiful in a sad way, always showing that I'm forgotten, lost and forever alone. With a sigh I float around aimlessly, feeling like I should but don't know why. Not until I come across what seems to be a being, standing at the edge of my town, large, grey with bright red eyes, looking around with an uninterested face. I smile softly, seeming he looks confused almost, "Hello large being, what brings you to my abandoned town?"

He blinks and looks around, voice loud naturally, "Who is here? Show yourself or suffer death." The mere sentence makes me laugh sadly, "I'm afraid I'm dead already mighty one." His brow raises in what I presume confusion or curiosity, "Already dead? Then how can I hear you?" I hum and hesitantly let myself show to the being, surprising him at my sudden appearance two buildings away, "You see, I'm a ghost, my body is dead and unable to live again, bit I, myself am just my soul wondering this silent place." He hums and walks over, kneeling down, taking me in, bloody tears cry from my eyes, hair floating like I'm in water and body transparent, "Interesting, I did not know humans had such abilities."

I scoff softly, "We do not, this only happens when one dies without achieving what they desired in life. For me it was finding my soulmate before I died from an incurable disease." The being seems to take in my words carefully, "Pity to you human, they could be long dead by now because of your short life spans." I glare at him slightly, "Maybe so, but I have to suffer silence everyday because of it, so unless your leaving now, I suggest you leave me to suffer more you insufferable being." He blinks at my bravery before grinning, "Oh? Well I'll amuse you, what was they're name?"

With a sigh, I cross my arms, "Megatron." He looks taken aback at the name, freezing in his place, "Say that again?" I raise a brow, "Megatron." He vents and looks away before looking at me again, "Are you, (Y/N)?" A step back in my surprise and the realization washes over me, "You're my soulmate!?" Megatron nods, "Sadly." That causes a glare to be shot at him, "Oh? You know what, you don't like it then leave! I'm not going to suffer rejection!" A long pause goes between us before he sighs, putting his servo down, "Ill help you pass on"

I look at him in surprise, loosing all my anger at his sad look, "I'm sorry...that I couldn't live to see you" Megatron nods, "I guess you could say I deserve it." Moving his hand closer to me, "Go on...it's time you moved on, no more silence." The sadness in his voice and the mere thought of no longer being alone makes me cry, a bloody tear falling to only disappear before it reaches the ground, I float forward, reaching my hand out to his only to pause before I touch it," Your a good man Megatron. I hope you find peace one day and maybe...we can meet again in another place." He nods slightly at me with a very small smile, letting me know he agrees.

Reaching forward, I touch his finger and I sigh at the peace washing over me, finally I can move on.

Megatrons POV:

I watch as the girl disappears from sight, the soft smile that was on her face before showed she was happy, "Sadly...my dear, we die in different worlds." With that thought, "I know we'll never see each other again...even when my day comes to join the AllSpark."

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