When his optics opened, he did not feel threatened with the unfamiliar surroundings, instead the large beast scraped his talons across the floor beneath him and searched through the darkness and the silence for any sign of company. It did not take him long to hear a pleasantly familiar growl, or the clasp of his wrist bending back with a hiss of pain. Through his pain, he grinned.
It came to him in flashes, the corruption they had created, the screaming of buildings as they collapsed, and the cold air pushing against his armour as he overlooked his victory. However, he remembered standing alone, without his master's angry rage hoisted over him, he remembered feeling a loss rather than a victory, he remembered his master, collapsed and rusted in the corner of his optic. Then he remembered nothing, no pain; no victory.
"My lord," he croaked, high-pitched voice not yet used to the silence he had forced himself into. A silent growl of reply was his answer and he nodded in the darkness of it all, shuffling closer to his master's heat, but not enough for his touch. "We did not win."
The tyrant before him shifted in disagreement. "Why do you think that is, creature?"
"Because we are no more, my lord," came the soft reply, empty and echoed throughout the silence before them. They were alone, and they were content with that. "Where is the victory in death?"
His master chuckled quietly, claws coming across his company's wing with a simple touch. "Death is no more a victory than living, Starscream," came the distant reply as his master played with the break of his wing, carving over the symbols already scratched inside. "Even in death you cease to listen to everything I have attempted to teach you."
Wires ceased to spark and Starscream still felt obliged to argue against his master's words, instead he nodded in agreement and bowed his head as he focused on the care of his wings through the warlord's scrapes and grasps. There was no noise, no light and no life. There was only he and his master, in death and in company. There was no victory, there was no glory, yet there was no disappointment. He had won what he had always wanted.
Megatron's company.
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