Energon burst from his derma. Coughing back the vile liquid, he felt himself falling deeper into the masses of space. A loud noise screeched through his audios, he barley registered it was his own screams that he heard. Shuttering his optics violently, his processes attempted to gain hold of the situation. Galvatrons fusion canon had done its work. His body was already crumbling to ashes, as smoke fumed out of his vents. The slow pain of death was unbearable.
"Primus help me." Starscream chocked, praying the old god would take pity on him; before the light of the stars faded from his vison.
/Convoy 215, please make your way to Sector 47\\\
No.
There was no way on primus core he had just picked that up on his audio recptors. It must have been an error. Rebooting his optics, Starscream was suprised to see himself standing up. Considering he had just met the wrong end of Galvatrons fusion cannon.
Space was much brighter than he thought.
Onling his optics to full capacity; only then did the horror start to set in. This wasnt space. This wasnt earth. This was Cybertron.
Starscream felt bile pruge through his tanks. This wasnt right. Former gloruious towers of the Primes, ones that could even topple Omega Supreme towered over him. The sky, ever in eternal darkness, navy blue only ever allowing but a few flashes of starlight to enter. It made Starscream miss the bright blues of earth. Caustraobia tunnled around him as he made a feeble attempt at gathering his pacing. Bustling vehicles, both Decepticon and Autobot alike surrounded him. Strange their getting along, Starscream wondered to himself as they hurried around him, attempting to dodge the staggering seeker.
"Get off the road Starscream!" A raging voice called from the side.
Starscream tiltled his helm, an old mech was still screaming towards him, across the busy lane.
A harsh blast shattered Starscreams audio receptors, all but making him deaf. Attempting to lift himself from the floor, his optics caught a tint of what was coming towards him. He didnt run. He didnt scream. He just lay there. Coweing down was the only way he could survive. Makes sense Starscream thought to himself. A cowards death. Offling his optics, Starscream waited for the inevitable pain of death to arrive. But it never came. When he onlined his optics, which he had to admit took a bit longer than usual, he was met with an unusal site. A large white chassis, covered his view from the rest of the world. His sensors felt a strong pair of servos, gripping tightly around his casing. Attempting to hear was not an option, the audio just as cracked as before, letting in only a few words.
"...damaged..."
"...Not by you..."
"Previous...medical assistance required..."
"Its...not...your fault Prime..."
Prime!
Prime was here! Starscream jolted out of his captors arms, powering up his null rays but to no effect. Taintivley he looked down to see. Had he damaged them in the crash? There was nothing there. Starscream trembled as he staggered backwards. He could feel what felt like thousands of optics stareing down at him at once. Falling to his knees, Starscream let out a wail. He was weponless. Powerless. On this new cybertron that Prime seemed to rule over now. The very thought of it made him sick. Worry churned his tanks, for his crimes his end wouldnt be a good one. A set of pedes thundered the ground beneath him, coming ever closer.
"Stay back." Starscream snarled, fist cuffed his optics far too blurry with coolant to see. If Prime wanted a fight then so be it.
"Star?"
That made him stop. In fact for it made the whole world stop for Starscream.
"Sky..." Starscream rubbed the coolant, out of his optics. No matter what side they where on, he would never hurt Skyfire again. Not after the artic. He had always ment to apologise for that, perhaps he could say it before his dying breath.
"Sorry, I hurt you Sky." His optics seeing the shuttle a bit more clearly now.
"Sorry for what Star?...You've done nothing wrong..." Concern echoed the shuttles voice, Starscream could melt into that voice.
He grasped onto the shuttle as soon as their pedes met one another. He swore his digits were making fine dents in the Shuttles armour, but he couldnt help himself. He clung to Skyfire like his life depended on it.
"Don't let them take me away Sky." He cried into the Shuttles chassis as he gestured his servo towards Prime.
"Star no ones going to take you away for walking across the road." Skyfire was worried now, this wasnt right. His star seemed spooked.
"No.. the war...bots...mega..." Starcream began sobbing inaudiobaly, Skyfire attempted to gain control over his friends processor.
"Look around you Star...Everythings okay."
Starscream looked around. The autobots had changed for sure. Their mechanics must be good, with new licks of paint and their old cybertronian verchile modes they looked as good as new. Even the Prime didnt seem scarred. Tilting his helm to Skyfires was when the penny dropped. This was the Skyfire of old not new. A newer shiner body could have tricked Starscream like the others, but those eyes didnt. Those were newly sparked eyes only a couple of thousand years old. Not dark harsh blue optics that he had seen the last few vorns.
"Starscream?"
Starscream didnt even notice he was slipping from Skyfires grip as the shuttle began the shake him gently. His optics began to shutter between the darkness of offline and the navy black of the sky till all became one.
Authors Note: I plan to update regularly/at the same time on both my Ao3 (CherikThilbo) and here on :) I'll put some of my other stories here as well.