Transformers Imagines and Oneshots

Song is Superhero by Simon Curtis
Warning! Slight spoilers to the Maze Runner trilogy!
Y/N POV
I have been with the Decepticons for a couple of days now. Since Dreadwing was ordered to take care of me, he had decided to postpone his plan of leaving the Decepticons. He wanted me to come with him, and was curious about where I came from. I was really worried about the rest of the girls I was stuck in the maze with. We had tried to go back through the wall, but we were unsuccessful. So far, nothing has been found to indicate who did this to us. Even the organization called "MECH" didn't have any leads. Apparently, MECH was known for its obsession with technology, but there was no evidence that they were involved. Dreadwing had assured me he would tell me if Megatron and Soundwave kept something from me about my past. Since Soundwave was such an excellent hacker, he was in charge of finding out who I was. One strange thing he discovered was that I didn't seem to exist on any records, nor did any of my fellow captives which I described. Neither our names or faces were found anywhere. One day, Megatron had called Dreadwing and I to the control room. The latter was currently teaching me about the Cybertronian way of life, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. When we walked to the control room, the Decepticon leader was alone, save for Soundwave, and had his back to us. He turned when he heard us enter, and a strange expression was on his face that I was unable to decipher.
"Soundwave and I have been searching, and there is only one possible explanation of where you come from," was his opening statement. 
"We think that you came from an alternate dimension. Soundwave has studied the science of those "Grievers" and they do not resemble anything made by current human technology. In order for this maze to function the way you say it does, it should give off some kind of energy signal, yet there is none strong enough for it on this planet. We even accounted for the fact it may be underground, but that led to nowhere as well. So, you are either lying to us, or you are from a different dimension. I would have said the former if not for the technology of the "Grievers" and the hole you left when you went through the wall." I was shocked. A different dimension? But how? That isn't possible! Right? I curled up in Dreadwing's hand. I just wanted to go home. To find my parents, and any siblings I may have. To find my friends also stuck with me in the maze for oh so long. I decided to ask a question that had been bothering me for a while. "Why are you helping me? I thought you wanted to destroy the human race? Why have you kept me alive?" Megatron let out an evil laugh. "Simply to harness the technology used to imprison you! If we could, imagine how much damage we could inflict on the Autobots! Especially if we can use the venom the Grievers use to make it effective for our kind." I turned pale. I hadn't told them what the poison does yet. They never asked. "If you do, you will have insane, bloodthirsty, zombie-like, and uncontrollable bots if you give it to them! They will destroy everything in their path! It's bad enough on humans, I can't imagine what it would do to the Autobots! No one deserves that fate! No one!" I hadn't meant to explode, but the thought of giant alien robots getting infected the way humans did-I didn't want to think about it. Megatron growled threateningly at me. "I can do whatever I want fleshling! Don't you dare question me again!" I backed away from him in fear. He smirked at me. "Take the girl back to your berthroom, Dreadwing! And ensure she does not escape!" Dreadwing bowed, and left the room with me. We were both silent until we reached his berthroom. He sat me down on his berth, then studied me closely. "You know I was planning to leave the Decepticons soon. Do you want to come with me? I don't want to leave you here at Megatron's mercy." He said with a frown. I looked at my hands. I knew I had to warn to Autobots of what was coming, but I didn't know if Dreadwing would let me, and I didn't want to leave him. We had grown rather close over the last couple of days, as we have both lost so many things we have loved.
"Will you let me warn the Autobots of what is coming?" He sighed. "Not willingly, but then again, you are right. Having a dozen Autobots running rampage like you described would be disastrous. I suppose I'll help them one last time." We carefully laid out our plans for escape, and went to sleep.