Author's note. Written for Transformers4eva.
With thanks to annpar2009 for her suggestions for this chapter.
Suggestions are welcome.
To Carebearcannon- It is Megatron doing the spanking so it will be quite painful but Starscream is the type who quickly acts subservient when he's experiencing pain and punishment he can't get away from. Maybe I'm basing him more on the g1 series where he was always quick to start begging if Megatron was pointing a weapon on him. I just don't see him as the type to take it stoically; he'd be trying to give Megatron the reaction he wants so he ends the punishment sooner. As for the rest, it was very thoughtful and I'll try to keep Starscream and Megatron decently written but we'll see. I haven't written that many TFA stories so this might not be as good as my Armada or G1 stories.
Enjoy and please review.
Megatron watched as Starscream practised at a firing range, it was important for all Deceptins to know how to handle blasters whether they ended up as fighters or not. The Seeker wasn't doing that bad, he was obviously good with a blaster and was progressing well, at a level that was definitely above average for his age and frame type. He wasn't at an extraordinary high level but enough that Megatron was pleased. This was something he could work on and Starscream could clearly make him proud on this point at least.
In other areas, Megatron was not so sure. After his punishment, the Seeker had been cowed and reasonably well behaved but there were clear signs he was beginning to forget his spanking. He was starting to develop an insolent tone again and Megatron knew that he'd have to punish him again.
"Starscream," he suddenly called and the Seeker paused, looking rather annoyed as he glanced over at him.
"When you've finished this level, I want you to report to Greyshale for your chemistry lesson."
Starscream made a face and said.
"Those lessons are boring; he keeps going over the basics."
"So that you never forget them," Megatron said pointedly as Starscream exclaimed. "But I never do Megatron, I want to learn more. I want to do more; I'm losing precious time with these basics."
"If you are so brilliant, then you'll easily catch up," Megatron pointed out making Starscream pout.
"Still a waste of time," the Seeker muttered cause Megatron to narrow his optics.
"Starscream," he said warningly.
"Fine, I'll do the stupid lesson," Starscream huffed, firing off another shot before angrily hitting a control panel which retracted the targets and called forth drones to clean up the leftover fragments.
Starscream was already stomping away, looking sulky but Megatron didn't bother to call him back. He'd already reprimanded the Seeker; he was not going to repeat himself. If Starscream did not get his act together, he already knew how he'd handle him. In the meantime, he needed to review the possible takeover of an asteroid belt. It contained valuable materials and other resources vital to the war effort but the problem was if he started a large operation then the Autobots and others might notice and try to take the belt.
Putting Starscream completed out of his mind, he focused on the issue on hand, unaware that very soon, his apprentice would grab his attention. And not in a good way.
Later that cycle
Starscream glared at his experiment as it fizzed away. It had worked perfectly for him, as it always did but he was nonetheless incredibly frustrated. This was all so easy, he needed a proper challenge and his chemistry instructor was not providing that. If he didn't do something soon, his processor would surely shrivel up from lack of stimulation.
"That's it, I must do something," he muttered to himself. Looking over at his tutor who was buried in some data pads, he smirked. This amateur would never notice if he took a few chemicals for his own personally use, he was far too wrapped up in his own world.
Chuckling to himself, Starscream began moving about, picking up vials, boxes, bottles and other little containers he would need. Once he had the necessary items in sub space, he finished up his experiment and presented it to his so called teacher. He sniggered, it was too easy as his teacher took the vial and murmured that he'd look at it later.
He wasn't sure what to do now; he had no instructions for after this lesson. The Seeker wasn't hungry yet so he decided to see what Megatron was up to. And so he made his way to the Throne room, to eavesdrop on his leader and see if he could learn anything new.
He did not like what he discovered.
The throne room
"You show great promise Bliztwing."
"Thank you."
"If you continue to please me as you have done, I will reward you greatly. Now, do you understand your orders?"
"Yes mien leader," Random cackled before suddenly his face switched back to Icy. "It shall be done."
"Good," Megatron said, dismissing his split personality solider. Bliztwing was an odd bot who was often distracted but despite this and his youth, he was still a promising solider. He had great potential and even better, was loyal to the Decepticon cause and only wanted to prove himself as a capable warrior. Unlike a certain Seeker he knew.
"You're dismissed," Megatron stated, waving a hand and his young Decepticon departed from his presence. Megatron smiled, he would ensure Bliztwing's training was increased and soon, he could promote him. And one cycle, this Mech would have his own command and possibly become part of his personal team.
What he didn't notice was a figure hidden in the shadows, watching with narrowed optics.
"So, might Megatron likes that freak Bliztwing," Starscream muttered to himself with a scowl. "That stupid Mech is crazy, he constantly has fits and yet Megatron praises and raises him up? Well, we'll see about that."
With a glare at his leader, he withdrew from the room, feeling extremely hard done by. He'd show Megatron and that damn triple changer who was the most promising around here. Who knows, maybe he could humiliate that crazy Mech enough that Megatron would send him away and start focusing on his apprentice. Yes, that would suit him just fine, having Megatron's praise and attention, it was the very least he deserved frankly.
"Just you wait Bliztwing," he chuckled to himself. "We'll see just how wonderful you are."
The next cycle
Bliztwing's day did not begin well. He'd been lying peacefully on his berth when suddenly he was rudely awaked by a sharp rush of explosions and flashing bright lights. He was so shocked that his faces almost got stuck, he was shifting through them so fast.
"What the...?" "HA, HA, lights!" "URGH, someone's gonna pay..." "Damn!" "Ooh, pretty little lights..."
It went on for a little while until the triple changer calmed down after the fireworks sizzled and died away, leaving the room smelling faintly of gunpowder. Bliztwing was left sitting there dumbly, unable to process what had just happened. He wasn't aware that a secret camera was watching him, the watcher still laughing his head off.
"Ooh, this is just too good," Starscream cackled, watching as Bliztwing slowly got off his berth, staring at the smoking remains of fireworks strung up all over his room. This was a perfect start to his little vendetta against the unwitting triple changer and by the end of it; the purple mech would be a gibbering wreck.
Bliztwing was unable to discover who might have set up this prank so was forced to go about his daily routine, except someone seemed extremely determined to ruin it for him. First, his morning energon cube exploded in his face just as he was about to take a sip. This caused him to switch to Hothead who ranted and raged about the room, sending several bots scurrying for cover.
Once he'd managed to calm down, he tried to settle into work but just when he would begin to laugh, a loud blast of music would assault his audio senses. Every time, he would switch to Hothead or Random which meant either raging or signing along to the music. This was very stressful; Icy could barely contain himself after each event. Naturally, he tried to find the source of this music but couldn't discover it.
Frustrated at the time he'd lost, he'd try to settle down to work again but as soon as he let his guard down, it started all over again. Even when he took a break in the Rec Room and got himself a cube of fresh Energon, things didn't get any better. For starters, his cube exploded in his face causing a lot of other Cons to laugh. When he tried to wash it away, something appeared to react with the cleanant and the Energon began to foam, fizzling all down his body and forcing him to visit the wash racks. Nothing happened to him there and he began to relax slightly.
However, he still felt stressed so decided to take a break and have a nap in his room after checking there were no more fireworks. He settled down and quickly fell into recharge, not knowing that another trap was being set up. The triple changer was woken by a burst of hot water hitting him and a voice which yelled "Freeze it!"
Bliztwing's processor was in such a confused and angry state that he automatically tried to freeze the one pouring water onto him and ended up freezing everything in the room, including himself. He was utterly helpless and almost had a seizure because his personalities wanted to switch but couldn't when he was encased in ice.
Starscream was of course watching it all, loving every single moment of it. That would serve that damn triple changer, no one made him look bad, no one. And with a bit of luck, no one would ever discover it had been him.
Later that cycle
"I cannot believe you, Starscream," Megatron growled in frustration. "Your insolence was bad enough but now you have the arrogance to play tricks on one of your fellow Decepticons. What gives you the right to act in such a way?"
"It was only a few harmless pranks," Starscream defended mulishly.
"Harmless?" Megatron repeated with a growl. "Bliztwing sent several bots to the Med Bay and he himself is there being treated for hyperactivity and his face is jammed between Hothead and Random."
Starscream failed to repress a snigger at this which didn't improve Megatron's temper at all. This Seeker's arrogance was beyond anything he'd ever see before; he could easily rival an ancient Autobot councilman. By Primus, he would rid his apprentice of his dangerous streak if it was the last thing he did.
"Starscream," he growled as the Seeker continued to smirk. "Come here."
The smirked faded slightly from Starscream's face and he swallowed heavily.
"W-why?" he asked although he clearly did know why.
"I said come here," Megatron said in a sharp tone that brooked no argument.
Starscream swallowed again before slowly coming towards his leader. Megatron reached forward and yanked him closer, right between his legs. As Starscream stared, Megatron said in low voice.
"You knew this would be coming Starscream. I punished you last time for your insolence and now you do something far more deserving of punishment. Are you so desperate for my attention that you act as disrespectful as possible? Well, you have it Starscream, my undivided attention; I sincerely hope you enjoy it."
"Megatron, wait, I didn't mean...," Starscream protested as his leader took him by the arms and turned him over his lap.
He gripped the back of Starscream's neck, holding him in place as the Seeker squirmed madly. He didn't care if Starscream had been looking for a spanking; he was going to set this Seeker's aft on fire for daring to think he could match wits with his leader. No one beat Megatron, least of all this insolent child of a Seeker.
Raising his free hand, he brought it down as sharply as he could.
"Ahh!" Starscream shrieked in pain. "Megatron, please, I wasn't trying to upset you."
Megatron just growled and gave him an extra sharp smack before spanking the insolent Seeker in earnest. He was just so furious with Starscream's actions that he could barely think, he just wanted to reduce his apprentice to a bawling, repentant wreck who would never again act out in such a way.
"Megatron," Starscream wailed, gripping his leader's legs tightly in pain. "Please, I didn't mean it."
"Silence," Megatron barked. "I have no interest in your excuses."
"But...," Starscream tried with a tremble before howling as several blows were bestowed on his stinging aft. "OWWW!"
"I said be silent," Megatron almost roared, causing Starscream to cower. "Blasted wretch."
"I'm not a wretch," Starscream could not prevent himself from whimpering but this caused Megatron to reach for a paddle from sub space and begin using it on his Seeker. Said Seeker shrieked in pain, this was worse than anything he'd ever experienced before and his optics were burning with unshed but forming tears.
"I'm sorry," Starscream finally wailed. "I won't do it again Megatron, please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
His aft was burning with pain, Megatron had shown no mercy and now his aft was dent, scuffed and so sore, he felt it must be glowing bright red. All he wanted was for the pain to end, he didn't care about anything else, just that.
Megatron growled and gave him another five hard swats but had decided it was enough. As Starscream lay crying over his lap, he snarled.
"You will apologise to Bliztwing once he is recovered and you are grounded until I see fit to release you. And mark my words Starscream, if you do not give him a sparkfely apology, then I will beat it out of you...in front of him."
"I...I will," Starscream managed to hiccup. "I'm sorry Megatron."
"Get out of my sight," Megatron snapped, shoving Starscream out of his lap so that he landed painfully on the floor. "I don't want to see or hear anything about you for the rest of the cycle."
Starscream crawled away before a growl sent him stumbling painfully to his feet and out of the room. He was in so much pain, all he wanted to do was go to his room and cry. But for some odd reason, the biggest pain was in his Spark when Megatron had dismissed him so.
Author's note. Starscream gets into more trouble but is it Megatron who punishes him? Find out next time, until then.
