This is a companion fic to Treacherous Loyalty but can also stand on it's own if you want it too. It is really based around Starscream and Megatron but it is from other people's prospective. There is a mixture of present and past as well with some OCs shedding light on the relationship of Screamer and Megzy.

Thanks to Baird Crevan for acting as beta!

Just for those of you who this concerns, Treacherous loyalty is a mature fic so be careful if you want to go and investigate it! Like I said, this can stand alone! This fic is not mature but rating may change.

Thundercracker: Life Story

Growing up in Vos hadn't been difficult for me but it had not been easy. My family was not very high in the ranking system and so we weren't fussed over, but the Royal Family did look after us and and many other families like us. All functioning Seekers were Seekers.

Life was hard though. Many looked down on us. Still, my unique ability allowed me to become popular among other younglings. I learned quickly to keep it to myself in order to sort my true friends from those trying to siphon some of my fame. I had gone through many "friends" before I met my Trine, but that came much later, well into my life as an adult. I had experienced quite a bit of bullying when I got a little older, nothing too extreme though. I suppose you could say that my life still is on the difficult side, but in all truth it is not. And I have Starscream to thank for that.

We started out on the lower levels of Vos. In the Moon Trial Tower to the north of the city. A marvellous building even with it's lack of features, all smooth and symmetrical. To a grounder, it may be spectacular as only a Seeker would understand that the building was for those not so well off. Rooms were small and families were cramped.

We had always had some energon. Always enough to keep us all functional but not at optimal efficiency. We could fly though; at least we had that. A grounded Seeker was a dead Seeker. No one would land on the ground to come and get you. It was unused and filthy. I always found it hypocritical that the higher-ranking Seekers thought that grounder cities such as nearby Tarn and Kaon were filthy when our own streets were unusable because of neglect. True, their skies were filthy, but at least their streets were not.

With my sonic boom ability we managed to get extra things such as free check ups and some flight training for me. My creators were so proud of me. I can still see their faceplates after I had landed with perfect ease after my first ever flight. I will always carry that image with me as it has burned on to the very metal of my processor.

Several had come forth to try and get me into their Trine. I had declined all offers. I wanted to find my own Trine. Let my Trine find me. If they asked I would decline unless they could meet ridiculous conditions, which they failed to do. Luckily, I did wait. I love my Trine and they love me.

I had met Skywarp first. Still, to this day, I cannot begin to fathom what drew me to the cocky and obnoxious purple and black Seeker. In all honesty, Skywarp repulsed me with his crude gestures and words. His flippancy regarding the mechs around him was appalling. I can still see him sitting at the bar, energon in hand, as he practically yelled at his unlucky "companion." The tiny little sapphire and purple seeker was shaking with obvious relief when Skywarp left his side. After that, he became quiet for a time before stumbling over to my table, energon sloshing and spilling all over him.

He sat down beside me but didn't do anything else. Just stared at the surface of the table with sad optics. The pain I had seen on his white faceplate had me frozen. I couldn't push him away nor could I retreat to another table.

"I made a fool of myself," he stated, and I only nodded silently in reply. "Yeah I'm good at that." He said, voice slow and laced with utter gloom.

Then we just sat there for a long time. I summoned up some courage to ask him what was bothering him, surprising even myself. I did not want to be seen with him in case others thought me to be a friend... but I did pity him.

And that's when he told me his story. I was hooked from the first few lines; his voice bled emotion and his optics shined and dimmed with each word. I was fascinated by how his lips formed words, curling and uncurling. I was mesmerized. Unable to look anywhere else and unable to not listen to his story. His life had been harder then mine. Creators both leaving him to his fate due to his constant disappearing for no apparent reason that not even he could explain. They had thought that he was in some strange way glitched. Although how they came to that conclusion still mystifies me.

Glitched.

A word that meant hell for any Seeker when 'the word' was attached to their chassies. Their was no room for glitching Seekers in Vos, and unlucky sparklings and younglings alike with the attached epithet were often killed or left to die. But Skywarp's creators had not the spark to offline him. They had waited till he was older, making sure that they never had created a bond with him. Then they simply left. He had only been fifteen vorns. Still very young for a Seeker to be left to fend for himself.

That night in the bar, he was seventeen vorns and I merely two his elder. He had just come back from a repair clinic because he had saved up all the credits he could just to try and fix his 'glitch' only to find that he had an ability any would kill for. He could teleport.

He could teleport!

A gift, not a glitch, had made his creators abandon him. I remember how I had sat there and nearly cried out in anger. How could they be so stupid? How? Then Skywarp told me how he couldn't control it. The medic hadn't been sure if he ever could and that led me to wonder if his creators knew more then they let on.

Then he was finished and stood up to leave, apologizing for wasting my time and being an annoyance. I made a grab for his dark coloured servo.

"Hey," I began, not entirely sure why I had, though my spark leapt in excitement. "If you need a place to stay, I have a spare room I could lend you. No fee only that you keep it tidy and no late night parties."

And that turned out to be very interesting indeed. I don't think that he ever used that room again after day two.

We had been flying through neutral and barren skies when Vos was bombed. I remember how Skywarp had joked about getting away from the "heat" of the city. He had been referring to tempers he had managed to set alight in the same energon bar we had met in. He hadn't known that his words were to become a reality that we never thought could come about. We had played, rolling diving, stalling flips, our own dance in the sky. It was exhilarating to fly with Skywarp. He could move and his ability had it's uses as did mine. We made for quite a spectacle. Anyone within a a hundred mile radius would've known that we were there. They couldn't have missed us if they tried.

Vos, in all her beauty, was alive with wicked flames licking at the horizon when we returned. The raging inferno had consumed our home while we played. We had been hit hard by that and knowing there was nothing we could do, we fled to the nearby city of Tarn. Skywarp hadn't been overly upset but he never explained his reasons for lack of emotion.

I, however, descended into depression for many vorns. I hardly remember them. I had lost everything. My family. My home. And I had believed that we, Skywarp and I were the only ones left. The last Seekers. How wrong was I. My 'light at the end of the tunnel' as the humans would say, was the light of Skywarp's spark as we bonded. I had lost four vorns of my life before he pulled me back to reality.

It would still be another four vorns before Starscream appeared. The Flight Academy in Iacon. I remember staring at him. Staring. Only afterwords did I realize how rude I was but I had been so set on the belief that there were no others; it was like seeing a ghost.

We loved him the moment we saw him. And he was the same generation as us. It was almost too perfect. It didn't take long for us to form a Trine bond, a rather strong one at that. Starscream had accepted us as a bonded couple without even a shred of jealousy. But of course, there was a reaction. I still remember the saddened looks he gave us and the way he would wrap his arms around himself as if he imagined them to be another's arms embracing him when he thought nobody was looking. He never explained that.

"I have many secrets Thundercracker," he had said, faceplates twisted in some form of guilt, "and I hope you understand that I keep them withheld from you for your own good. I have no doubt that you will eventually learn them. You may even figure them out. You are a smart mech after all. I just... I need you to trust me." His optics had pleaded with me as his wings sagged. He looked so... tired and beaten in that moment that I have never forgot. "I need you to trust me." He repeated in a harsh and desperate whisper.

I did trust him then, and I do trust him now. He has always looked after myself and Warp. Maybe even harder than was necessary. But he did and I was grateful.

I never questioned him on his past. I know very little about the time before we met him. But I could tell that he was grieving. For a lost loved one? We had lost Vos. I noticed that once he made a friendship with someone it was never anything small. It was a strong bond of friendship. He had one with Skyfire. That kind and gentle giant. Or so I thought.

I am not a normally violent mech but Primus help him if he ever lays a servo on Starscream again. But the hard thing is, Starscream feels something for him. There is something that makes Skyfire important to Starscream. Something deep. Something he has never told me. It scares me for I fear he may get hurt. I am not even sure if Starscream understands why he clings to the shuttle.

And then there is Megatron. Starscream told Warp and I that he loves him. A dangerous love I had told him. One that could get him killed. It must hurt him so much to make the mech beat him into submission just to keep Megatron himself safe. Starscream made himself an example to all. Do not mess with Megatron.

And it works only too well.

I hate when he gets himself hurt. I hate it. We can't even comfort him. We are supposed to be a splintered Trine. One that bickers with itself. We hate Starscream and Starscream hates us. For our safety... Nearly everything Starscream does is never for himself but always has the negative effect directed at him. There is always, always something driving him on and it has never been in self-interest. Sometimes the truth is so damned painful to bear alone. At least I have Warp but he isn't faring much better

I love the red Seeker, but I still don't understand why he can't tell Megatron about his love for him and the truth behind his betrayals. They could pretend to fight.

"Megatron can't act for his life Thundercracker." He had told me, optics bright with unvoiced laughter. I got the feeling he knew something I didn't, but I didn't question.

I trusted him.

So for vorn after vorn we watched while our Trine leader suffered at the servos of the one he loves. It just wasn't fair. Megatron beat his admirer, and his admirer allowed himself to be beat for Megatron's safety. That has always hurt me and because of it I don't think I will ever look upon Megatron with kind optics. How could he be so blind for so long?

I awaited the day with very real dread, the day in which we would be called down to the medbay to find the grey form of our beloved Trine Leader. It never came. It never came... And that is what gives me the drive to support Starscream in his campaign to secretly protect Megatron.

Megatron has not ever shown any real desire to kill Starscream. How do I know that? Because I can see it. Megatron is in a state of depression. I know he is. I have see it before. He needs Starscream to keep him sane and Starscream knows this, hence his absolute arrogance. How Starscream knew Megatron would react to it I have no idea but he did. The arrogance is what gets Megatron riled. Why? I haven't figured it out yet. There is something. Something... but what?

What?

As much as it eats me I will not push further. I promised that I would wait for Starscream and I will. I just hope that the right time is near because I don't think Skywarp can take it much longer.

So... what you guys make of that? Thundercracker I found to be an interesting character. He kinda wrote himself though I thought he seemed a bit starnge but i have been assured by a friend that he is fine so I shall go with that as I trust them.

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