Notes:

I do not own transformers, but I do love to write fiction about them, this is my second fic ever written and my intention is for it to be a two, perhaps 3 chapter story.. but then again, that was my intention with the last fic I wrote. English is not my native language, Dutch is so please forgive any grammar mistakes. I don't have a Beta-reader but if anyone would like to volunteer, give me a shout out!

This fic is rated M or NC-17 for violence, but expecialy for the megastar smut that will take place eventually.

Chapter 1: Leave you forever.

" STARSCREAM!" came the booming voice of the warlord trough the Nemesis halls. Drone's scattered in various directions trying to flee from the giant silver mech's path. Some were unlucky and got grasped and chucked unceremoniously against the hull of the ship with loud clangs.

"Where are you hiding your treacherous piece of scrap metal!" he roared once more and stopped in front of the lab where he suspected his SIC would be hiding. Not wanting to wait and enter the over-ride code for the door he just threw his weight into it and after the second collision the door gave in and allowed the enraged mech inside. His red optics scanned the lab and he quickly spotted his greatest disappointment. "My liege, what can I do for you " Starscream asked in mock-respect making a graceful bow to top it off. He completely ignored the foul mood of the Decepticon and stepped forward, his wings twitching nervously behind his back, betraying his true feelings.

Megatron didn't respond but barged at the seeker grasping his wings roughly and twisting them down hard, the metal groaning because of the sheer force. " a..aaah! my..my lord what are you.." the jet started whining as he moved down to prevent more damage to his wings, twisting the upper part of his body to try and escape. " Oh no you don't you treacherous snake!" the warlord hissed shoving the seeker down on the floor. Starscream winched as his wings hit the floor and he tried to sit back up not liking the pressure on his wings. "What have I done to displease you this time my liege" Starscream spoke, his tone flat and almost bored, but there was pain in it aswel.

"You taking supplies behind my back, trying to usurp me again my seeker? Why must you keep forcing me to do this starscream, why can't you be more like Soundwaive? You are such a disappointment I should end your treacherous behavior and snuff out your spark here and now!" He hissed, his vocals rising in volume.
Starscream opened his intake to protest when suddenly he was hit by something heavy in the face. Pain blossomed trough his frame as he heard a loud crack and saw several alarm messages pop up as megatron plowed his face with a fist, and then his chest and wings. Tasting the energon that now leaked into his mouth he spat it out and glared at the leader beneath him " Let me go!" he demanded and cycled in air as Megatron moved back, his optics closing in fear as he anticipated another blow. Megatron however grasped his ankle joints with his claw's and began to swing him around tossing him against the walls of the lab, the seeker crashed into various bubbling beakers that exploded on impact and coated the SIC. Starscream did honor to his name then, screaming as if he was being burned but quickly got a hold of himself and bit his lower derma to stop himself from crying out. He tried to stand on his pedes but felt pain shoot trough his leg. " Right pede fractured, energon line's cut, wings badly damaged, right thruster damaged, facial plates damaged, hailing medic" came the warning on his screen. He quickly denied the message knowing no medic would dare to help him now.

Megatron felt something deep in his spark as he saw his air commander stand up to his pedes or trying to as it seemed one of his ankle joints had come loose with the force. His beautiful armor smoking with whatever had hit him, his wings scratched and drooped low, but what really did it was the look in the SICS optics. The red optics looked unnaturally shiny, like they were about to expel fluids, he had learned a lot of earth terms in his time on earth and realized that Crying was the right word for what he saw. Hardening his spark with the thought that whatever was in those bekers would be used to try and harm him he sneered at the seeker. " Oh.. you are going to cry like a sparkling now Starscream? Well that is nothing new, I suppose I can't expect anything else from a sniveling weak specimen like you can I "he taunted making Starscream avert his optics to the floor, his wings fluttering behind him.

" Frag you… I'm done.. hear me Megatron" he whispered but then louder " I AM DONE, I am leaving and I will not return!" the jet hissed " and to think I could.. "the seeker began but abruptly cut himself off, shaking his helm and starting to limp out of the lab. The warlord's chest was heaving out of anger and frustration. "Do not bother to return Starscream if you value your spark" he spat and out of anger he grabbed one of the tables, pulled it from its bolts and heaved it towards the door that Starscream was exiting. The jet managed to just get through, but he tripped over his pede's thanks to the malfunction and fell flat on the floor making the drones in the hallway scatter knowing their leader wouldn't be far off.

The table smashed against the wall and remainder of the door and Megatron cursed moving closer to remove the table, so he could follow his SIC. Shoving it aside he moved trough the exit of the lab and spotted the seeker trying to get up from the floor. Energon was leaking from various places and he was sure the jet would offline on the spot, they had rows before but never this bad. Megatron made a move to pick the seeker up and order him to medbay knowing this would be the end of it as usual, after it Starscream would grovel back and he would forgive the seeker. But this time the seeker flinched, hard and nearly tripped over his pedes again trying to twist away from the leaders claws.

" N..no! leave me be!" the jet spoke, his vocals trembling as he limped towards the exit of the Nemesis opening the doors with a wordless command. He tried to initiate his transformation sequence but another warning popped up " T-cog damaged, transformation sequence not advised". Ignoring it he tried again. " Starscream don't be foolish" he snapped angerly at the seeker in an attempt to stop him. Starscream nearly collapsed but regardless tried transforming again and with a loud groan he felt his body transform into his jet form, succeeding out of sheer will power. He felt, rather then heard, another energon cable snap and almost transformed back into his bi-pedal mode, but he hung on and blasted away from the nemesis leaving a trail of energon behind him.

Megatron saw the seeker blast away from him and frowned secretly impressed by the mech's ability to transform with such expensive damage. Feeling a twinge of worry in his spark for his SIC he suppressed it once more as he comforted himself with one thought, he would be back. He couldn't go very far seeing the Nemesis was based on Earth for now and there was no way the seeker would survive exiting or re-entry of the planet in his current form. Turning away from the exit he decided to ignore the whole situation until the seeker would return.

Starscream managed to fly to a secluded part of the disgusting mud ball planet before his T cog gave out and he was forced into his bi-pedal mode. Half crashing half landing into the trees he landed on his back and stared at the blue sky up above, his optics dimming some as he fought to stay conscious, but the fall had damaged his wings more and he was not able to fight off a stasis lock any longer. Knowing it might be a death sentence to go into stasis lock here the seeker realized he no longer cared, he was done. And with that thought his crimson optics dimmed and his whole frame relaxed, winding down from the exertion, fans whirring loudly to compensate for his overheating. He was unsure for how long he had been laying in the foliage but in his delirium he saw megatrons face looking kindly at him " Starscream.. you are safe now, do not fret little seeker". The sneer that normally graced his face was gone and replaced with a peaceful smile as his optics off lined whispering his leaders name. " Rachet to prime.. " was the last thing he heard before he knew no more.

A Few months later and the Jet was stabilized but still did not awake from his stasis lock. His body was mostly repaired and his lost energon replaced, so there was no physicial reason why he should remain like this, but he did. Rachet had explained to Optimus that this might be a processor issue, they had suspected the damage had come from one of the Decepticons, possibly Megatron himself seeing no Autobot had reported a fight with the SIC and no human had the ability to cause these kinds of injuries. They had not let the Decepticon leader know that they had his air-commander, but the prime knew that time was arriving. Venting loudly his blue optics scanned over the impressive jet and he felt a twinge of remorse for not being able to fully save the mech, knowing he had to be returned to his fraction. He did not want to risk the lives of his mechs any more then he had already.

At the Decepticon base Megatron stomped around ignoring the angry glares he was still receiving from his in disarray air force. The day his SIC left they decided to only interact with him when ordered and even then he was subjugated to glares and secret COM messages between the flyers, he rubbed his face plates with a servo and groaned, he had looked everywhere for his air commander and when he could not find him, not even an offline frame, just a lot of energon splattered on the floor and on some foliage in some jungle part of earth, he feared the worst. Someone took his seeker and for once, he hoped it was the Autobots, they would help him and perhaps even try and fix the jet, or at least offline him to end his suffering. His spark contracted painfully at the thought of his long time SIC off lining and he stared at the floor. " My fault" he thought, the warlord hoped humans had not gotten their claws on him. A full frame shudder wracked trough him as he remembered his time as NBE-1, stuck in the ice for decades before being found and experimented on by humans, disgusting fleshbags. But when he had contacted the Autobots they refused his signal and did not reply, leaving Megatron in the dark.

Arriving at the bridge he clenched his clawed digits into a fist and hissed at his now new second in command Soundwave. " Status report!" he ordered with a gruff tone, Soundwave required no further clarification to what he was asking, as it was a query he had received many times these past earth months. "Signature not traceable, no further progress in finding air commander Starscream" he replied and Megatron was about to say something unbecoming for a leader to the mech when Soundave suddenly spoke again " Incoming message from the Autobots my liege" he spoke awaiting confirmation to let the signal trough. Megatrons spark leaped some and he replied almost eagerly " What are you waiting for, put it on screen!" he said leaning forward his optics staring at the still blank screen but surely after a few seconds the regal face of his nemesis, his brother, Optimus prime appeared on screen.

Trying to contain himself he grasped the railing with his claws "Prime, come to negotiate your surrender?" he said gleefully trying to goad the mech. Optimus however was not in the mood for games and narrowed his blue optics "No, we have your air commander Megatron and we wish to return him back to you, for a price "the mech spoke. Megatron's servo's clenched the railing denting it before it couldn't hold against the strength of the ex gladiator and was quickly torn apart. The whole ship seemed to groan in protest at his actions. "Care to repeat that prime "he rumbled, his armor plates brisling in anger. "There is no need for that Megatron, I know you understood me fine "the autobot leader replied, "We will allow you to pick up your seeker from a neutral location, if you swear to leave the energon mine's and the humans alone". The Warlord scoffed at this "by agreeing to this I will agree to let my men starve, no deal "he spoke his vocals shaking lightly for a second with the thought that soon he would have his seeker back, he was ok, he was saved by the autobots.

Prime had the nerve to smirk at his state, or rather it was a smile, very unnerving to see he concluded as he had not seen the mech without his battle mask in eons, let along smile. "You will receive a monthly stock of energon from the mines, enough to feed your men if you uphold your promise, if not all leads for energon will be cut off and the mines will be guarded more strongly then before, also I want your word, not as the Megatron you are now, but as the mech I once called my brother, that you will not harm Starscream when he is back in your custody" Megatron realized that he needed, no wanted, his air commander back and this was the only way to get it, the words of Prime cutting deeper than he anticapated " Deal, now return my air commander to me prime" he said " he can make his way back to base by himself, no need to rendezvous" he said smirking but he quickly lost his smirk as he saw the prime flinch. " What..? is there a reason why my treacherous second can not fly back himself, does his highness wishes a entourage to join him?" he sneered, typical Starscream and his arrogance.

Optimus vented loudly " Megatron.. Starscream is still in stasis lock, Rachet found him critically injured and almost offline, we had to restart his spark twice before we could finally stabilize him, we repaired his critical injuries and most of his minor ones but our resources are also dwindling and we have no spare seeker parts in our stock, but he refuses to wake. Rachet explained that this… is by choice" he said hesitating at the last part. Megatron felt his spark freeze, stasis lock..still? He didn't harm his seeker that much did he? No prime must be exaggerating to make him feel guilty, he concluded. Red optics narrowed "WHAT?!" he roared "My second is remaining offline by choice? You are incorrect Prime, Starscream would never remain in stasis lock by choice" he spoke confidently. The autobot leader merely shrugged clearly done with the discussion "I will send you the coordinate's for pick up, myself, Rachet and Ironhide will be joining. Make sure you bring something or someone to transport Starscream back to your base, Optimus out" he said before disconnecting the feed.

It was silent on the bridge for a few clicks before the warlord sprung into action" Soundwaive, prepare the medbay for mech in stasis lock, make sure Knock-Out and the doctor are ready for Starscream when we arrive. Hearing an affirmative from the satellite he refocused on the screen as coordinates for the pick up arrived. Megatron left the bridge to find his air force, or what remained of it, his spark swirling in its spark chamber restlessly. He would have his seeker back, but in what shape, was prime speaking truthfully? Did Starscream choose not to wake up? He was sure that once the seeker would be re-united with his thrine he would wake, when he was reunited with his leader and master, he would wake. Upon entering the flight zone he saw two seekers standing rigidly to attention, their optics showing the contempt they had for him and he hoped that his actions towards Starscream had not gained him two more treacherous seekers. "Starscream has been located and will be returned to us by the autobots on a neutral location, you two will join me with the pick up" he spoke to Thundercracker and Skywarp. " H..hes ok. .stars alive?" Thundercracker spoke softly his optics widening as he looked at his thrinemate. Megatron saw the relief in their thrinemate's optics and felt another twinge of remorse of his extreme actions towards the former SIC but he reminded himself of the treacherous actions the seeker was most assuredly plotting against him.

Thundercracker however spoke up pulling him out of his musing, "Why are we not feeling him through our bond then if he is ok" the blue jet snapped at the warlord. Normally it would not even cross his processor to be so disrespectful, he valued his spark thank you very much, but being separated from their thrine mate for so long and knowing that their supposed protector was the cause of it made him reckless. Megatron's optic ridges shot up and the tone of vocals but he decided to let it slide, he knew seekers where unstable If unfed and incomplete as a thrine. "According to prime, he is in stasis-lock " was all he said before sharing the coordinates with the two seekers "we will fly out within the hour" he responded coldly. When the warlord turned his audial picked up Thundercrackers soft vocals " I cant believe star would want to !" the jet was forcibly cut off by a smack on the helm from his mate but Megatron's interest had been awakened " Finish what you wanted to say soldier" he spoke gruffly. Both jets were shifting on their pedes seemingly ill at ease suddenly. "I will not repeat myself" the warlord spoke before taking a step closer.

"He wanted to court you ok!?" TC rushed out his wings flaring defensively in response to megatron's threat. Warp made groan next to him and the warlord backed away as if slapped. "W..what?" he muttered utterly floored by this information. He expected many things but this was not one of them, his SIC wanted to court him? "His secretive behavior?" Megatron asked. Thundercracker vented loudly " In Vos, courting another mech starts small by providing small gifts or acts, If the courted is unresponsive, the courter wil.. up his game.. so to speak and his acts to impress the courted will increase in complexity, remember those two barrels of energon he offered and you punished him for stealing, he rationed his own energon until he had filled those two barrels, he was operating on nearly empty tanks when entering that mission to take over the energon mines " the jet spoke bitterly. Megatron could only stare at the two jets with his intake open, he tried to speak but failed . TC continued the onslaught of words; "The day you missed your fusion cannon and Starscream returned it to you, you beat him because of it, while all he did was perform maintenance on it, he even upgraded it".

Megatron did remember, very clearly, he had thought the seeker had sabotaged it and had punished him for it before having one of the mechanics check the cannon over, he was told the cannon was in mint condition and even re-inforced but still he had not thanked his SIC for it. Never once it crossed his mind that the jet was..courting.. him, his spark buzzed painfully in his spark chamber and he had the urge to raise his servo to his chest and rub against the sore spot. He had trouble cycling in air as he saw all the times he had punished his air commander, how many other times had been attempts to court him? He felt confused and conflicted. Seeing Skywarp opened his intake again he almost closed his optics as if to stop the words he would hear "He adored you, loved you, we advised him not to but you know Starscream, stubborn as primus himself, no matter how many time's you denied him.." "I was not aware he was courting me!" Megatron interrupted the blue mech with an indignant tone before shutting his intake, his denta's grinding against each other. " It does not matter now does it" Thundercracker spoke " our air commander is in a stasis lock, and will most likely not return, and it is ..your fault" the mech topped of making his mate next to him gasp " TC!" he whispered in a reprimanding tone but the blue jet had no mercy even as he saw the warlord flinch at the statement.

"You know what else he did, what he was working on before you beat him to an inch of his life? He created a spark amulet" he said and pulled something from one of his sub space pockets. Seeing how gentle Thundercracker handled the amulet and the soft gaze Skywarp gave it piqued his interest. " Spark amulet? " the warlord hesitated to ask and stepped closer to whatever they were holding, his red optics looking down to it he saw the most beautiful gem he had ever seen since the day he was sparked. It was a dark green stone glinting at him incased in what looked like Vossian steel. He recognized it from his days as a gladiator, vossian steel was the strongest metal and perfect for weapons or safeguarding. It was very tough to manipulate so how the seeker had created this was beyond his processor.

"A spark amulet is a gift courting couples sometimes supply, only as a last effort convince the other of their worth, or if pary's are at war and a couple agreed not to spark bond in case the other would lose their life. It is created by sacrificing a small percentage of ones spark, very dangerous, but the amulet provides protection and healing against grievous wounds, it will not make one invincible, but will provide, I guess you can call it life support, until help arrives. It does this by draining life force from the creator of the amulet, in the end it could kill the creator if help is not found in time. Also, Starscsream would have felt anything you would have felt should you be in danger, your location and your injuries" he finished lovingly stroking the amulet.

Megatron's fans were working hard to keep himself composed, what had he done. he was so blind and had hurt his little seeker so many times, for nothing. Frag it all to the pits! Settling his crimson optics back on the amulet he moved a claw forward to grasp the chain but Thundercracker pulled it before storing it back in a subspace pocket " It is mine " Megatron snarled trying to intimidate the jet but he saw that the jet would not relent. " Earn it " was all he said before stepping back and gently stroking the helm of a teary optic'ed Skywarp " lets pick up our thrine mate warp" he said softly and looked at Megatron for confirmation. The warlord nodded and saw the two jets transforming and blasting off towards the location, standing still for a minute to contemplate all the information he had just received. He had to compose himself before meeting the autobots, it would not do if they saw weakness. Taking a deep cycle of air he transformed and blasted off in the sky behind the two jets, he would get his SIC back, he would make himself a worthy mate.