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Edge of the abyss
I was reborn in fire.
A new form, a new being, a new name.
"Cyclonus the warrior", that was the first thing I heard.
I saw the world through new eyes.
I saw a robot being burned to ashes.
I knew him once, this one. A seeker, grey, red and blue.
I remembered back. In another time and another life.
Once he was my brother, not anymore.
He left us to die in space. A single shot, Galvatron, recreated like me.
He, who seeked to let us die in the cold, now died in flames.
Fire, that gave us new life, ended his.
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A long time ago, he was different.
Starscream, young, intelligent, open minded, ambitious and talented.
We were created as three and many followed us.
Megatron formed the seekers created in our image into a army, against the Autobots who controlled Cybertron and we all had sworn to follow him.
We were the three best of them, the leading triad.
We were the symbol of the Decepticon empire in the air.
They gave our kind many names, seekers, skyraiders, death-bringers and angels of the sky.
But Starscream changed. War and loss got to him very fast.
It got to all of us. Thundercracker grew uneasy and full of doubts.
After some time he didn´t knew for what he fought anymore, only that he did.
I started to laugh about things.
I flew into walls and teleported away in the last second.
I used irony. I made practical jokes.
I tried to see the best in every possible situation.
I became the warrior with the mask of the clown, goofiness outside, steel underneath.
For to deal with the horror of millions years of war.
And I always stayed loyal to Megatron.
Starscream was the worst. He lost much in a short time.
His place in the Decepticon army filled the empty spot.
His quest for power replaced everything else.
The young mech I knew vanished and was replaced by a monster.
Talent turned into arrogance.
Ambition turned into unlimited powerhunger.
Intelligence turned into madness.
Even far beyond anything what a Decepticon was.
We are warriors, cold and brutal to our enemies.
We kill who stand in our way. We are ruthless.
We plan to conquer the galaxy.
We do whatever is necessary and we are proud of it.
But Starscream went farther.
He went on top by murdering our old air commander.
He made his way by killing Decepticons as like as Autobots.
Non participants, warriors or civilists without any difference.
For eons I saw Starscream destroying cities, bases and entire colonies.
He didn´t kill and wanted power only because he thought it was the right thing,
because he thought the strong should rule.
He did it to fill the empty place in himself.
It was an amok run, an never ending quest for power.
It could only end with Starscream as ruler over the universe or with the universe in ruins.
Starscream had fallen deep, into an abyss of hate, pain, madness and total destruction.
It was on this day, as he tried to destroy the planet earth, with us standing on it.
An entire planet, his own comrades, all were to die for his power.
Till then, I had still hope. From this day on, Starscream was dead for me. My brother was gone forever.
He didn´t stop.
He tried to drag earth into the sun. The humans, the Decepticons, the Autobots, everything.
He shot others in the back.
He caused death, chaos and destruction for 20 more years.
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He conspirated and caused Megatron, Skywarp, Thundercracker and three Insecticons to be thrown out in space. That was the last of his atrocities.
Now the fallen angel has been burned to ashes.
I look at the remains.
I feel nothing anymore.
I see the world with new eyes.