The Lesson

Hello! Starscream's fire here. This is my first fic so please be nice.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or any of the characters, wish I did but I don't.

Armada Starscream: This story is all about me.

Me: Yes along with him being the D'con second in command he is also my main muse. Now on with the story.

Chapter 1: Discovery

On the moon inside a heavily damaged ship, the Decepticon second-in-command, Starscream was practicing sword moves. Suddenly a flash of pure white light engulfed him and before he blacked out he heard a familiar voice from thousands of years ago.

Meanwhile, Demolisher was walking in the corridors trying to find Starscream. Ok if I were an annoying, hot-tempered jet where would I be? He thought to himself. "The training room!" he said aloud. As he got to the room he thought he heard sobs. When he got inside he saw a familiar silver, red, and black child with tears on his face.

As he went to pick up the child it immediately got up and toward the door. While running, the child tripped over a bit of broken floor causing him to fly forward and fall hard on his face, obviously knocking him unconscious. Minutes later Demolisher was carrying the sleeping child to the ship's throne room.

Me: Sorry if it was too short. I first wrote this for my Creative Writing class in high school. Please review.