A Kirua & SIC co-written production presents:

Spark Reborn

Chapter 1: Unexpected Truth

Starscream rubbed his optics, wings twitched with a grave annoyance. He. The Second-in-Command of the Decepticon army was ordered against his will to do an Energon recon to the southern most part of the mud-ball the locals called 'Earth'.

Do to his own inability to properly servery this part of the world, he had forced to fly in a moderately sized shuttle that sported a storage room and a small living quarters. If it were just him he'd be happy, or at least a little less annoyed.

HOWEVER.

Starscream looked over his shoulder, heel of his pede tapping rapidly against he metal floor "What do you want?" he snapped, far louder then he had intended but he was sure it got his point across. "Why are you just staring at me?" he added. "G-Go into the other part or at least speak!" his wings flared as he spun around to face, what he could only gauge as an almost amused expression on his leader's face.

"Is it not bad enough you dragged me along on this task, but do honestly have to sit there silently? You're going to drive me crazy just staring at me! Fraggen' Say something!" he growled, talons clenching and unclenching at his sides.

Megatron said nothing at first, merely flicked a bit of dirt off his arm rest with sharp digits. He watched as the seeker hissed and spit at him with more complaints and other silly things before he finally sighed in exasperation.

"As far as I'm concerned, you make things worse by acting like a child." He glared at the flier with narrowed optics, "Just like you are now."

The Decepticon Leader was privy to a lot of things, information, soldiers, power - but none of those compared to how many times he's witnessed Starscream throw a tantrum. Whether in front of his troops or in private, he never tired of complaining.

It was a wonder Megatron hadn't beat him until he learned his place by now...

"A-Acting like a CHILD?" Starscream hissed, "Now I'm so low that I have to be compared to these flesh creatures?" his wings flared again, as his anger rose. Starscream's orange optics flashing brightly as he tried to contain his frustration, failing miserably in the process.

He opened his mouth to say something but clenched his jaw closed, fangs snapping together as he turned around back to the console "Please oh MIGHTY Master, would you at least tell me why it had to be US to go on this mission? You never actually gave me an answer!" Starscream's voice was laced with disrespect and annoyance.

Starscream rolled his optics at himself, what was he doing? He wasn't actually mad. He was actually quite happy, if not a little scared to be doing this. Alone. With Megatron. Happy because he regrettably could never admit he harbored feelings for the warlord, and scared because he wasn't sure if Megatron was going to kill him and just leave his body in the snow.

Megatron snorted and leaned against his hand and shut down his optics, "If I'd known you'd cause such a fuss, I would have picked Soundwave instead."

The mech had been looking for any reason to leave the base, even for a small mission like this. If it meant he got a moment of peace from all the questions and idiots that worked for him, then he'd stay sane. He should have known picking Starscream was like shooting himself in the foot.

But he had picked the seeker nonetheless...Though, he wasn't really sure WHY he picked him, other then it seemed like a good idea.

"He never questions orders."

Starscream groaned "Well I'm sure you and Soundwave would have been so happy together!" he said spitefully

Megatron didn't reply, just stayed silent as the ship continued on it's course. He mainly stayed quiet most of the ride, optics off and chin on his hand as if he were recharging.

But he was very much aware of the ship rattling against the turbulence, the clinking of flasks from Starscream's personal lab set ('If I'm coming, then I'm going to finish my work!'), and the seeker's own angry muttering as he piloted the ship.

It wasn't until he heard Starscream repeatedly cursing his name in whispers that he finally answered after an long joor.

"One of our scouts caught wind of an Energon supply being hidden in the area. Comms have it that the Autobots hid it there for emergencies. I figured with your flight and sonar capabilities, you would be the best choice."

Soundwave would have also been good, but it was too late to mope now.

Starscream turned to Megatron with a shocked expression before a smile pulled on his lips "Thank you for acknowledging my intelligence!" he said with a high sense of pride. Then it dawned on him. Megatron was messing with him. "Wait!" he screeched turning and storming up to where Megatron was napping "Don't you dare make fun of me!"

Megatron groaned and lit his optics up slightly, "Must you scream? Your voice is irritating."

He was poking an Insecticon nest and he'd most likely regret it, but there was only so much he could take.

"I'm not irritating. Your irritating!" Was the only comeback Starscream could muster.

Megatron waved him away, "Just do your job, Starscream. I did not come here to play silly games with you."

He stood up, intent to go to another seat on the ship to prove he just wanted to be alone, but the seeker just followed him, complaining and hissing like Ravage whenever someone intruded on his nap.

It wasn't until Megatron finally had enough and turned on the mech, optics flashing a dangerous red as he towered over him. "What do you want from me!? A pat on the helm? A thanks for coming!? Tell me so I can be left alone in peace!"

Starscream's jaw slacked, he was finally out of words, though his body shifted backward. He knew this would happen. Why did he think otherwise. Why did he always have to PUSH?

"Anything truthful would be nice" he said full of spite. He kept backing up until he felt his aft hit the consoles edge. His head hung low. What was wrong with him?

"Truthful?" Megatron slammed his servos hard on the console behind Starscream, effectively trapping the seeker between him. "What more do you want me to say to what I've already told you!?"

He was red with rage and baring his sharp denta as he always did with enemies and nuisances.

"Make up something if it makes you feel better! Just leave me out of your delusions-!"

The ship suddenly shifted mid flight, causing Megatron to fall back onto the ground and Starscream to topple on top of him. Megatron held onto the seekers forearms carefully as the ship gave a violent shake and even knocked away a few datapads that had fallen off the console before they could hit his second in command.

"What's happening!?"

Starscream's claws dug into Megatron's chest plate as a look of panic crossed his face "Well, seeing as there are exposed wires coming from the bottom of the console, I have to take a guess you broke it!" Starscream shifted so he could stand, releasing himself from Megatron and jumped back as the console sparked, his optics grew wide as the ground outside grew closer. His pede slipped from under him as he tried to back up and fell back onto Megatron frame shaking "I can fix it!" he said before the ship hit the ground, hard, sending all sorts of sharp fragments around, one lodging into Starscream's side. Another cutting though his wing and embedding into Megatron's shoulder.

All around them there was bending, screeching metal as the ship rammed into rocks, a cliff and then rolled on the ground. The metal was like paper, crumbling up like a ball from the crash but stopping just enough to not harm the two occupants inside anymore then it already had.

It wasn't until the ship came to a complete stop that Megatron looked up, his arms tight and protective around Starscream as he studied their surroundings.

He looked down at the trembling seeker and noted his hurt wing. "Are you okay? Can you speak?"

"I'm online yes!" Starscream bit out between the pain. "Though this, this I can't fix" he joked, wincing and holding his side, "Slag" he growled looking at his energon covered fingers, "There is no way I can fly either" His wing twitched.

"IF, there is anything left of it, I can probably put together a distress call, though there is no telling what side will pick it up first" he wanted to move away from the strong hold but found himself leaning into Megatron rather then away from him. His orange optics shifted and he turned his neck to face Megatron "You okay?" he asked gritting his denta to ignore his own pain.

The silver mech looked at his arm, noting the piece of metal sticking out of it and letting pink fluids drip down his arm in a slow drip. He touched the large shrapnel, feeling a slight sting when he did, but still proceed to pull it out in one tug.

A slick screech sounded from his arm and he winced slightly, but didn't make any other noise from it. "I'll be fine. But we'll have to close our wounds so we don't waste more fuel."

"I'm fine!" Starscream lied, and he knew Megatron knew he was lying as well. The frown on his masters face said it all "Alright! I'm not fine! Don't give me that look!" Starscream hissed in pain as he was shifted around to face Megatron, his orange optics shuttered feeling the large servo's grasp him. The touch was rather gentle.

Starscream hadn't thought it possible. Megatron was trying to help him rather then offline him. Who knew the large mech would do such a thing after all they had done to one another. The cold snow filled air pushed past the cracks in the transport and across his wings "Just pull it out quick! My wings will freeze where they are!" he bit out. He wanted to sound mad, but it came out scared.

Megatron stayed silent, his optics staring down at Starscream carefully as he reached for the bit of metal sticking out of his wing.

The Decepticon paused a moment before placing a servo on the back of the seeker's helm and forcing him to lean closer to his chassis. "Bite down on me if it hurts too much."

"At what? Your chest is SMOOTH!" Starscream's claws dug into the, well, now not so smooth chest as the shard was ripped from his wing, his breath was labored with pain as his orange optics shot up and glared daggers at Megatron "Warn me, don't just do!" Starscream's optics flickered and his head moved back down, forehead resting into his leaders chest "That's not good!" he muttered.

Megatron looked amused that his plan on distracting Starscream had worked as he threw the shard away. He kept his servo on the seeker's helm and gently rubbed it.

"Stay with me. We can't sit in here forever."

"With you, against you, I'll sit anywhere that doesn't mean my wings are getting plagued with the cold" his wings twitched "But without Knockout I wont be doing much in the of anything but sitting!" he forced a laugh, helm all but nuzzling into the large chest before him. It was nice "You're spark is beating faster the normal" he commented off offhandedly. Megatron was nervous about something. "Frag it's cold" he hissed.

Megatron huffed and gestured around them, "Yes. Because I have no reason to be upset at the moment."

He ignored Starscream's look of indignation and slowly stood, holding the seeker carefully in his arms as he looked around for some kind of way out of the broken vessel.

After kicking aside some broken chairs, he found one opening near the bottom where the ship had scraped against some bedrock. Slipping out of the ship, he cradled the seeker close as they were buffeted by a strong wind of snow.

"Frag..." He looked around for some kind of shelter that wouldn't collapse around them like their ship.

Starscream pulled his wings in, hoping to keep minimal ice from building up on the sensitive thin metal. "There!" Starscream gasped as he pointed out, there was a small rock formation, "Looks like a cave!" he added bringing his body to rest more into Megatron's ignoring the sharp pain in his side and wing. His self repair systems would, hopefully kick in once he was a little warmer.

Megatron nodded once he spotted what Starscream pointed at then proceeded to stomp through the snow while angling his shoulders to try and keep the wind from buffeting them both in the face. He would glance down at the seeker every now and then to make sure he was okay before proceeding forward with a grim look on his face.

But after a little bit of sheer will and brute force, Megatron managed to make it through the growing storm and into a small, but long, cave. He went to the far back and slowly placed Starscream on the ground by the wall.

"I can go collect some parts from the ship once the storm lets up a little," Megatron sighed as he brushed snow off his shoulders.

"Sounds like a plan" Starscream covering his side, his body shivering against his will. "You're shoulder isn't bleeding any longer" he commented, once more ignoring a serious warning flashing in his vision. He was aware his systems were damaged and that his repair protocol was down do to the cold. He didn't need the constant reminder. His face twisted in pain as he felt the warm energon push against his fingers, this wasn't good.

Megatron snatched Starscream's wrist and pulled it away to inspect the damage.

He frowned, "You're in pain..."

He was too, but it was something he could ignore. Years in gladiatorial fights taught him to ignore most pain and power through it, but seekers could go down with ease at just the slightest change of wind if they weren't careful.

"I'll be fine! This is nothing compared to the beatings you have given me" Starscream hissed trying to pull away from Megatron, but gave up after the third tug, his systems were threatening to shut down on him. He did all he could to over ride them "Besides! I blew myself up good when I was young!" he forced a laugh "Okay, I don't know what that felt like, I woke up having already been repaired" he said, head falling to the side as he looked up at Megatron, "It fraggen hurts a lot!" he hissed hysterically, he kicked at the ground, "Stupid systems. Listen to me" he growled at himself. "I KNOW I'M TOO COLD!" he shouted at himself closing the message again, his free hand grasped his helm as his fans kicked on. "Oh now you're even betraying me" he glared at his chest.

Megatron watched Starscream have his tantrum for a moment before forcing him to lay down, "Stop squirming."

He was rewarded with hisses and swipes at his chassis with sharp claws, but he ignored him as he ran his servo up and down Starscream's body to check for any more wounds.

Starscream tried to pull away but found he couldn't, he was pushed against the cold rock, and before he could tell Megaton to stop a breathy moan escaped him "Slag." He muttered

"Listen, this is going to sound weird. But I need my frame to heat up in order for my self repair protocol to reengage" he paused, licking his lips as he finally looked up at Megatron, his orange optics dim from pain, but had a spark of arousal mixed in "No matter what I say, or how I look, just keep warming me" he said firmly, frame shaking from a mixture of cold and fear. He had no idea how Megatron would take his words, or if Megatron would actually listen to him. Though the warmonger had already shown the seeker that he wasn't out to kill him. In fact it seemed the opposite, and that almost scared Starscream more.

Megatron frowned and leaned in closer, "Then we have to share our heat. My systems are functioning normal so I can give off some extra heat."

Starscream shook his head "That wont be enough" he admitted spark twisting inside his chest "It pains and almost makes me sick to say it, but." He paused again, before shifting under Megatron, he moved the mechs servo from his side to his wing "Arouse me, make me overload" he said, "It will spark my systems into a heat and let me heal faster" he explained.

Megatron jerked his hand away to look at Starscream with wide optics, "W-What!?"

Starscream frowned "Please don't make me repeat myself" he panted, "All you have to do is stroke my wings, I'll guide your along" his voice was almost a plea, "Please Master, I will never ask anything else of you, and I don't think I'll ever be able to fight you again knowing you'd at any point overloaded me" he said.

Starscream regrabbed the large wrist and brought it to rest over his wing again, letting out a gasping moan "Megatron" he said softly, orange optics pleading the other. He wasn't sure if it was the pain of his wounds or the pain of the fact his wings hadn't been touched for this purpose in such a long time that was pushing his frame forward, in all honestly Starscream couldn't remember the last time he had had an assisted overload. It was a scary thought he was relying so much on the one he swore he hated to do just that. Overload him to save him.

The silver mech looked uncomfortable as he allowed Starscream to guide his hand along his body. He wouldn't deny it was very...pleasing - but he feared this would change things so much that there would be no going back.

But if the seeker offlined, then there'd be no going back at all.

So Megatron allowed Starscream to move his hand until he started to himself, feeling his cheek plates heat up the longer they went on and the more the seeker moaned.

"S-Starscream...". He wasn't sure what to say now, only that the fliers name felt good on his lips.

Starscream moaned at the sound of his name, "M-Megatron!" he called back, his heated breath visible in the cold air, but it was working, his body temperature was raising. Just a little more! "More! M-Master!" his claws reached out, grabbing onto Megatron's shoulder, his body jerk up, lips locking into Megatron's for a brief moment, wing pushing back against the hand that caressed him. His processor was reeling with pleasure, ignoring the best he could the warm fluid dripping from behind his interface panel and sliding down his thigh, he only needed his wings, asking for his lords plug was too much.

Hearing a title like 'Master' put in a sexual context only pleased the Decepticon Lord enough to where his plating started to feel too tight. He could practically smell the fluids and heated scent the seeker gave off and had to ignore the need to mount him then and there.

When was the last time he'd interfaced anyways?

He had to push the mental image of his previous bondmate away before the train of thought went somewhere else. That was something for another time.

It was strange that he was doing this with Starscream though. He'd never in his wildest dreams thought something like this could happen between them. The seeker had always gotten on his nerves and he didn't hide his hatred for him sometimes.

But Starscream was excellent at his job and never really did too much to actually harm him. It was just odd that they were at this strange point in their lives. Like a door had been opened he never knew existed and suddenly Starscream was in his life.

This was going to make things...complicated.

Starscream's frame shook as he leaned into Megatron more, his chest coming up to touch Megatron's letting out a few more mewls and gasps of pleasure before his voice crackled with static, the sound echoing around the small cavern "M-MEGATRON!" Starscreams optics dimmed as his overload passed, wings twitching as he gasped for cool air, his fans the only sound between them for a time before Starscream's servos' let go of Megatron, falling back onto the cold stone under him, his optics readjusting and looked at up at Megatron "T-Thank you!" he managed out, already feeling his body patching up his damages.

This was going to be a difficult time. Even if they were lucky, it would be at least a week before they were found, and that was even to say Starscream could make anything out of the wreckage. This was really going to be a difficult and COLD time. He just hoped they didn't need to repeat this.

Well, he did. He had enjoyed it. And he'd be dumb to say he didn't want to do more. His body was almost screaming at him to make the other give him a second overload. Then it dawned on him. Megatron's chest was hot. Like burning hot. Even at their distance, Starscream could feel it, he reached up, servo coming to rest over the hot metal.

"S-Sir. Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked, feeling his port clench under his plating, why was he even asking? Megatron wouldn't let him do anything. Would he?

Megatron shied away from the servo and scowled as he looked off to the side, "No. I'm fine."

He pulled away, suddenly self conscious as he walked towards the entrance of the cave to look out. "If you're okay, then I'm going to go gather some supplies from the ship. Hopefully we can get a rescue party out here in a few days."

Starscream felt of shiver of regret. "Sure." was all he could get out. His tone was a little confused and held a bite of anger. Starscream sat up on his elbows, before pushing himself the rest of the way up. He looked at Megatron with confused optics.

Why was he so mad that Megatron pulled away? What was he hoping for? The war had been raging for thousands of years and though it all he had been a back stabbing, treacherous and a down right crazy second for the gladiator turned warlord.

Starscream pulled his knees up, thin arms wrapping around his legs, leaning into them "Hurry back. I kinda need you to survive!" he chuckled, hiding his face in his knees. There was a double meaning to his phrase, Starscream wasn't sure if Megatron would get it though.

End Chapter 1: Unexpected Truth

Up Next: Chapter 2: Love Despite it All