aerial boundaries
By SMYGO4EVA
Sanity was never an option to any Cybertronian. Not since the Great War began, anyway. And definitely not since victory was the only thing that mattered to both factions, both to the Decepticons and to the Autobots.
For eons, the two factions crossed paths, and battle after battle has been fought, only to serve as reminders to each other that their war would never be truly over. No... the burdens that they carried from the past would prove to be too great. Whatever exchanges they did share during their battles would often prove to be shallow and cruel, each one blaming the other side for what transpired back on Cybertron, back so many vorns ago.
And that day was no different - only this time, there were humans in tow. Humans from the planet known as Earth, the planet the Autobots had been, to put it mildly, stranded on for some time.
Arcee knew this for sure - to win the war, sacrifices had to be made, even those on her side, her team, and she knew that the Decepticons were ruthless, taking down anything, any bot, and anyone that stood in their way. She wanted to strike them down with one swift, swaying motion, to end the madness once and for all, but it still, still wouldn't be enough.
Starscream was anything but merciful. As one with the power of flight and being aligned with no side, he would be the soldier that would never go wrong and cut down his enemies, especially those filthy Autobots and the insects they have with them. There would be no boundaries to achieve his true providence, not be bound by his creation.
A captive audience would be held - those who would fight until the very end, and one who has become a servant to no one.
Aerial boundaries would be folly to adorn for the war from then on.