Author's note
This is the first installment in my personal mini continuity which I have named Battleground. This story is complete, so expect frequent updates.
Based in a fictional point in Transformers: Prime season three wherein the Autobots are still in their original base in Jasper, Shockwave is on Earth without the Predacon, and the episode Thirst has happened. It is about three years after season one.
(At the time that I posted this, my knowledge of events in seasons two and three of TF:P is solely from other fanfics and fanart. Please excuse any timeline errors that may result from this.)
I am purposefully going really OoC with these characters, it's part of the plot.
Chapter one
Megatron knew everything that Starscream did, good or bad. And his list of mistakes was already far larger than that of what he'd gotten right. Why had he let the fool come back after going rogue? He wasn't useful anymore, not that he ever really was. Starscream had overstayed his welcome again, and his failures were just annoying now. He would have to pay the price. Soon.
And Knock Out. Several years back, when the Decepticon Space Bridge exploded and left Megatron in stasis, he had managed to become second in command under Starscream. Where his loyalties truly lay had been questionable ever since. To Megatron, the idea of a medic as second in command was laughable, but it had happened. Perhaps the one good thing about Knock Out and Starscream was their unpredictability. When they teamed up, you never knew what would happen, although it usually wasn't very good. Like when they accidentally created the Terrorcons. Megatron would have to watch Knock Out. Never mind that he was the only medic; Shockwave could take his place if need be.
Starscream would have to be eliminated, though. He was far too dangerous to let live.