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Broken ties
It wasn't like he wanted any of this. He wanted peace so bad that he resorted to the Autobots ways, he never said he liked it. His master was staring down at him with an expression he wore almost all the time, his blank but furious look. Never was it calm or pleased or at least a little bit of tired, Megatron always had that one look.
"Master, I have... returned," Starscream wheezed, in no mood to actually use his voice with the intense stare his master was giving him.
His leader didn't acknowledge him at first, probably deciding what to do with him probably. But it was obvious that if he didn't take Starscream back then he'd be down one good soldier and the Autobots would outnumber them more then they already were. But if he did let Starscream back, he would have to deal with constant wails and cries as he hurts himself over and over or gets hurt by Megatron himself. Starscream wasn't the kind of mech to hold power well, he can't even look into Sideways's optics without getting the wrong feeling. But then again, who wouldn't get the wrong feeling with Sideways around.
Speaking of Sideways, the mech was somewhere suspicious, somewhere close, doing who knows what. Sideways has been avoiding everyone as of Starscream's return, all exept Starscream himself of course. It's like Sideways had a optic on him, like a guy just waiting for someone to pop out and yell Boo and run off laughing like a mad mech. Sideways wasn't all that different as of late; he still acted creepy, hid in the shadows, talked of a mind teller, and made stupid stops and called them to it only to find it was a joke or something.
Megatron moved his hand from his throne as he placed it on his knee, where a burn scorch was located.
Starscream would have told Megatron to patch himself up but he was to scared of the risks of telling his newest (and oldest) leader what to do. Besides, Starscream wasn't sure he could make it as a neutral. Nope, not on this planet.
"It is... a pleasure to see you again, Starscream," Megatron's scratching voice cut the thin silence that had grown, "What made your decision to come back?"
"The Autobots, sir, they are a quite... rambunctious lot. The peace that has grown in my stay with the Autobots was very swell, sir, but the group itself was unstandable," Starscream started, "The ones Blurr, Hot Shot and Jetfire complain to much. Red Alert is fine, the others are fine, Optimus is-."
"You will not speak that name is such a fashion!"
The order carried out through the base until it just vanished from ear shot.
Starscream lowered his head and shift his optics from Megatron to the floor he was kneeling on. He shift and sat on the front parts of his legs and put his clenched servos on the lap, samurai style. He looked up after some time and looked at Megatron.
The warlord held his expression but you could see the anger at the use of those words the way Starscream had used them, he could tell it wasn't going to be a good outlook for him if he didn't shape up. Megatron would reject him, he would beat him, he would force him to summit, he would even make him plead (which was pretty rare because during his beatings he was silent past grunting, moaning and sometimes an occasonal scream) but he would never leave him for scrape because Megatron made him whole. Megatron made scrap into gold, so to say.
"My apologies, sir," Starscream said with a low tone, "I was clearly not thinking..."
"Not clearly, indeed," Megatron got up from his throne.
Starscream looked at Megatron's pede as they step forward and tried to focus on the soft claps of the flat areas of Megatron's pede on the tile floor of the base. He watched as Megatron grew closer and closer as seconds ticked loudly in Starscream's audios and the internal clock seemed to have freezed. Megatron wasn't a mech to be taken lightly, Megatron wasn't a mech to go easily by, Megatron always had something up his metal sleeves. Weither it be his own dirty work or anothers.
"You clearly don't have any current use," Megatron stopped in front of Starscream, "but, the littlest things are to be appriciated, am I correct Starscream?"
Starscream just stayed still and continued to look at the floor like it was the most mind-boggling thing he'd ever seen. Megatron couldn't know, could he? Megatron wouldn't know unless the test he had been forced to take (full body scan, internal heating scan, mental relays scan, etc...) all came back with the same result.
Megatron wouldn't know unless he hacked Red Alert's medical files on him and learned about it.
And that's when Demolisher came crashing in.
-Demolisher's PO-
I was the one Megatron left in charge of gathering Starscream's scans and downloading them into the correct data-pads. I didn't let it show but I was glad Starscream was back; having Scream under Autobot roofs is bad enought, let alone join them. I was just glad to see the rudy flier again.
I know I'm being too happy for my own good so I shake my head and look away from the buffering scans.
Starscream was the best flier there was (being the smallest of the four fliers that were present) and he was definetly the smallest (being comparison to Jetfire and Cyclonus). Starscream was by far the most prettiest flier as well.
N-not that Jetfire and Cyclonus aren't good, they just lack to characteristics to be a good mate. Jetfire being impatiant and Cyclonus being... well, Cyclonus.
Thrust just doesn't count.
A beeping alerted me that Starscream's tests came out and were stashed into the data-pads completely.
I couldn't help it.
I opened up Starscream's tests and it showed whatever information was on that specific test. The thermo nucteus test came out fine, structure looked good, no damages (that were visibly proof of a fight)...
But something caught my optic.
The fourth test came up blinking the same red message: Error found! I scrolled Starscream's whole test (the thermal tests, normal thermal tests) and it was filled with milti-colors. Starscream's legs and finger tips were a blueish-green with purple dots in the centers, that must explain why Starscream has such easy cold servos. His midsection and waist line were yellow and yellow-orange, pretty normal. But as I got closer to his spark chambers resting place, the colors got reder and reder and reder until... Starscream's spark chamber was a pure glowing red-orange (because pure red equals disease)! Was Starscream suffering from an illness he keep under radar?
I sighed, Starscream for you, hiding his problems again...
Suddenly the full body test poped up and flashing errors poped up and flashed like crazy.
Error, Error!
Possile bug infiltration!
Possibe Virus!
Error, Fully Body Scan Found Differance In Normal Test To Present Test!
I close the error signs and grunt as Starscream's normal test and his now test poped up beside each other. I look at the differences and the similarities. No new upgrades, new leg design (must be from the Autobots), servos are fine (no claws or anything) and many more things. As I got closer to the spark chamber/chassis area, things looked more different then usual. The normal chassis shape is rectangular and cylander shaped but now it was oval and cylander shaped with what seems to be a extra layer of flexy armor on his protoform, like it was rebuilt to protect something. As I typed a command to give me the internal parts scan, it looked like a high quality medic had rearanged his entire chassis and built him again, and he functioned again.
Its not hard to tell but there may be something wrong in his spark chamber.
Starscream was hiding something in there, locked up tight.
I turned the scan to the side so I could get a look at the chassis expansion. His chassis looked a little extended and had part that seemed to, well, let it extend. The armor Starscream was wearing was quite different; it looked to be the armor which one could use for... carrying?
The armor he was wearing would let the user extend as much as possible while on the outside it was pretty unshapable no matter what you threw at it.
As I started a inner scan of his spark chamber, something new came poping up...
Sideways POV
The base was boring, the base was dull and the base was old. There was nothing for a giant alien robot to do around here, all you could do is go looking around the area around the base to see rocks and more rocks. I was tring to make my own lab in this place, since just walking around doesn't seem to interesting now.
I couldn't do my usual thing, Thrust just keeps poping up out of nowhere and leaving like he's trying to keep on optic on me.
I don't really know why and I really don't care either.
Suddenly, Demolisher came running past the door and looked in (and as if he knew the person he was looking for wasn't in there) and left with his hands full of data-pads. I was intrested, Demolisher never ran so fast or looked so serious.
As I follow Demolisher (being able to keep up with him because he keep stopping long enough to catch up too) he seemed to never find what he was looking for. He ran into a room, looked around, and left with grunts as his searches ended hopelessy.
It was quite, how do I say it, humorous.
Suddenly he stopped in front of a large set of doors. Megatron's thrown room. Megatron told us to never burst in on him when he's doing anything and at the moment he was deciding weither or not to let Starscream join the Decepticons again. Demolisher backed up and put all the data-pads in one arm and turned to his free arms shoulder was facing the door.
He was going to ram it.
As he backed up to the end of the hallway, he ran and smashed against it with horrible scraping noices while the door rattled on it's hinges. Thrust seemed to come from nowhere and stood on the other side of a dazed Demolisher.
"What are you fools doing?!" Thrust screeched as the comossion must have carried to where ever he had been.
Demolisher couldn't get his mouth to work at the moment, he just stood up and rammed the door again with the same effects.
"Don't you morons know what Megatron will do to us all if you actually burst his doors open!" Thrust glared at me passed Demolisher, "What are you doing?!"
I just shrug, "Ask the one barging the door, I just followed to oaf when he started running down the hall like he's running from Blurr."
Thrust seemed to not buy it, "Well, did you even ask the guy-?!"
Demolisher rammed it again but this time he cracked it slightly.
"Moron! Don't you relieze we will all die if you don't have something that is worth bursting his door down!" Thrust screeched again.
I shrugged, so what?
Demolisher seemed to get himself in check, "St-Starscream's..."
Thrust just glared at Demolisher like that wasn't important. Everyone knows Thrust thought anything to do with Starscream wasn't worth the time, ever if both were fliers. Thrust just turned to the left as he heard someone aproarching.
Cyclonus rounded the corner and stopped just behind Thrust.
"What's going on here?" Cyclonus asked as we all watched Demolisher get up and ram the door again.
"You moron, stop-!"
"Thrust, I swear to Primus, shut up." I hiss.
He is getting annoying.
As Demolisher rammed the door again, it flew open. Thrust and Cyclonus stood shocked as Demolisher stood up straight and walked in further to the center of the room. I walked in after him, not wanting to miss something this interestig.
Starscream was kneeling beside Megatron who was standing just on top of him. Starscream looked shocked but not suprised the day he finally comes back and Demolisher is ramming the doors down but Megatron looked furious.
"I thought I told you that you are not to interupt me while I recrute Starscream!" Megatron's voice boomed our audios as his thrown room was large, "You better have a good reason why you desided my doors were to be opened when they should not be for whatever reason you have!"
Demolisher seemed unfazed by the loud and raged voice that burst our audios.
"Sir," Demolisher panted, "Starscream's tests came back."
Starscream seemed to stiffen and stand up as if he was waiting for a secret of his to come out and bite him or for this to be some faulse alarm.
But I knew a secret was the correct answer.
"Starscream's tests all came back with the sam result, my lord," Demolisher held out a data-pad.
As Megatron turned it on, you could clearly see Starscream's test even from the opposite side of the room. The test that must have been the very first test was a heat signature test. I saw the chassis was a red-orange (and I knew Cyclonus, Thrust and Starscream could see it too).
"Sir, as you can see, all of Starscream's test seem to center around his spark chamber and chassis area," Demolisher began as Megatron scrolled through the test to find it true, "and one test shows Starscream had his chassis and spark chamber changed by a high quality medic. And the next test shows that Starscream has flexy armor around his protoform and not just any flexy armor... carrier armor."
Almost everyone seemed frozen to the core exept for Demolisher.
"And as the next test says..." Demolisher tapped the screen and the next test has a picture of Starscream and a white spark pops up with two smaller golden ones on the opposite sides of the white one, "... Starscream is sparked. With two differnet sparklings."
R & R
Who is the sire and what will Megatron do when he find out?
Find out soon on Transformers: Broken Ties!
