StarScream Chapter 1
I do not own anything.*blah* Cybertronian
Chapter 1 : Back story of StarScream
My caregiver always told me, I would amount to greatness one day. But that was before the war and my caregiver was I'm sure was old and crazy. When old enough I become a scientist, where I met the mech who would become my worst enemy, Shockwave. He would do anything to get ahead of me and become the favorite of our superiors. The one I respected most was Soundwave, he worked alone and made his mini-cons do his work if needed. It also helped that Soundwave never talked back and wasn't a show off like Shockwave. In the days leading up to the war, the three of us in the lab went on Megatron's side. It surprised me that a gladiator could rise so quickly in the ranks of the pit and become a leader.
*What can I possibly use the three of you for?* His red optics narrowed on the three scientists in front of him. He was much strong than us, I could tell he could kill me with a single hand.
*Anything you need built I can do.* Shockwave said. Of course he would be the first one to speak up. That little slag.
*I will go where ever, sir, but I am no fighter.* Soundwave said. Megatron optics were angry.
*Can any of you fools fight!* He roared. I did not expect for what happened.
*I can fight.* I shouted at him. His optics narrowed on me and walked towards me slowly and when he was able to touch me he said *If you ever fail me, you feel my wrath.*
*I will not fail you, Lord Megatron.* had I really just called him Lord? Apparently it pleased him because his faceplate made a smile and he walked away. The three of us followed close behind him. All I could think was how did we get ourselves into this mess.
Earth
My dad always wanted boys but ended up with 4 girls. Since I was the only one to do anything with my dad, he would take me to work on planes at the Air Force base. He was an pilot for them. Once he retired and I became old enough to join I willing went. I worked hard for the respect of the other guys around the base. When a plane had something wrong with I was the one called on. I wasn't allowed the one thing I really wanted, which was to fly with everyone else.
"Hey, Ash maybe today will be the day you get to fly." Ricky told me looking at a clipboard. We were in the rec room with everyone waiting hear the work schedule.
"What do you mean?" I asked while trying to look at the paper. I hated being short.
"It looks like they got a fighter jet and isn't working right. They want someone like you to look at it and fly it," he told me. I ran to the hanger to see for myself if it was true. My dream was coming true. When getting to the hanger I saw the beautiful jet, a silver Lockheed Martin F-22 Raptor. It may be a little beat up and need a lot of repairs but I loved it. As I was looking at it the Major saw me and walked to me.
"Is it true if I fix it, I can fly it?" I asked.
"Only if it'll work," his eyes knew I could do it.
"Can I get started on it now, sir?" I asked.
"Be careful of this one I've heard rumors about it and none of them good," he told me. I quickly grabbed a few tools to get started on the jet. The Louisiana heat rising quickly, made working on the jet hard. This was the one jet I was going to put my heart and soul into and nobody was going to take it. The jet had a weird vibe about it, like it was live and was in pain whenever I did something to it. It was after dark before I got done with the repairs. Well almost done. I just had one more thing to do but it would have to wait until the morning. Then I would be able to fly him.