Starscream frown. He should have been happy right about now. Optimus Prime was dead and Megatron has gone neutral, turned into a N.A.I.L. The predacons more or less served him. Bumblebee was now a prime, but never bothered looking into what any decepticons did at the moment, since in technically there are no more decepticons to really rebel.
He knew why he was upset. He always had felt at home with all the decepticons, or when he was with his trine. But now…he lost everything. Megatron gone, Knockout an autobot, his trine's location was unknown but proclaimed dead. He just wanted to be with his friends one last time.
Starscream leaned against a rock, he had gone to one of the moons of cybertron. Even though he had taken extra precautions to be one another moon away from Airachnid, he now felt like he should just go over there for the heck of it.
Eyes closed he mumbled a hymn from an old cybertronian tale. He was all alone, nobody to even listen to him rant.
"Screamer you fool, don't give up." He heard. It sounded like one of his trine mates. He didn't open his eyes, he wanted to believe that it was his trine mate in front of him, but he felt that it was just his mind playing tricks on him.
"Screamer, don't die on us." a deeper voice said. His other trine mate now. Starscream wanted to open his eyes and hug his brothers…but didn't want to see nothing. Just for a second he felt some oil slip out of his eye.
Just one peek. He thought as his eyes slowly opened.
Everything was blurry, but he could see colors of sky blue and white and black with purple. Starscream's eyes were open. He smiled as he saw his trine.
"You are alive." he said weakly, and drifted back off into deep stasis