Mountain Contemplations…
The icy crystals of snow fell dreamily onto the dull gray/green painted metal. Crimson orbs watched the silent progress of the snow, in turning the symbols of war into a white blanket of peace. A smile passed over her light gray façade, for in the peaceful winter valleys of the great Himalayans, she could, indeed, be one with the peace of the timeless organic cycles of her home world.
She looked next to her, at the Autobot who had followed her, seemingly supporting her future actions. Yes, she could see why Scream had been attracted to this Autobot. He was both deeply intelligent and calm, able to not only see the complexities of her plans, but to understand that if they came to fruition – his species had the hopes of peace. Skyfire's deep blue optics watched the silent snow fall with the same peaceful relaxation that Raptor was.
Yes, Earth's now just my home world, no longer shall it be my home. She sighed thoughtfully, for all of the information she had gathered, deciphered and now understood, had given her insight into the reason for her creation. Scream had a vendetta as deep and painful as her own had been, and she knew that many of his brothers had the same burning pain within their souls. But unlike Scream, they all cowered in fear of their tormentor. This same tormentor was the original source for all of her pain as well, for without him, the strands of history would've changed course, and the war never have come to pass. Yes, she now understood that Scream had built her to assassinate his former lord, but she also knew that the Lord's followers would never again follow one such as Scream.
She considered these facts carefully, mulling possibilities over in her mind. Yes, the Lord's men were obviously interested in her, as they had already made contact with her. She knew it was now onlya matter of time, before they returned to negotiate with her again. Yes, I'm sure they've enjoyed all the news footage from the bay. She imagined with such clarity, the forces of Charr gathered around monitors, gasping in pleasure at the swiftness in which she had dispatched Defensor. She knew that this would only have deepened their desires to obtain her loyalty to their cause.
Yes, she contemplated the future in the silent winter peace; How to turn minds to new ideals and win over warriors hearts to accept a new queen. And in the end, to tie the knots of the split rope together and make it again whole.
Standing up, the tall, lithe Seeker stretched with feline grace, the imposing Autobot jet getting to his feet next to her. In a smooth, seamless action they jumped from the cliff face, transformed and were off. Only the super sonic booms rumbling in a multitude of echoes reminded the brooding mountains of the future queen that they had briefly hosted.
Rekindled Passions
Motioning for Skyfire to duck into one of the other hangars, Raptor quickly tied his arms. Making sure they were loose enough for the big Autobot to slide out of if he wanted, then with a wink, she left him there. She noted with pleasure the grin that was spreading over Skyfire's face, he would wait there patiently until the next morning, as per their agreement.
Before she left, she turned, her crimson optics meeting those brilliant blue orbs that glowed in the blackness. A silent understanding passed between them. And Raptor knew with certainty that this Autobot was innocent of the pain that his faction had caused. She felt no animosity towards him, just as he had none for her. They both had the same want.. The same desire.. For the fighting and pain to one day cycle end.. He was the first Autobot that Raptor could consider a 'friend'… The first mech she could call a 'friend'. And even though it may be many Earth years before they would meet again, their new friendship would stay strong..
Entering the other hangar, Raptor carried herself tall and proud; quite confidence in every stride. "You've had a very busy week, my beautifully deadly creation.." a high-pitched male voice greeted her. He looked her up and down approvingly. "I see that you've made some modifications to yourself as well," he stated. He noticed a change within her. A strange confidence that filled the very air of the quiet hangar like an aura.. His optics narrowed in suspicion as she strode towards him.. Like she was HIS commander – instead of the other way around.
She reached over and ran her fingers lightly over his cheek, following its curve to his lips. "I need more of a challenge than mere Autobots can give me, my Scream" she stated, her voice soft and sure. She smiled, "My vengeance has been satisfied; now I wish to satisfy the pain within you." Her crimson optics locked with his, the overpowering sense of her complete control seeking to overwhelm the red Seeker. But it wasn't a threatening type of sensation, it was as if she was in control of the very future!
Could it be?? Has she learned what he built her for!? Starscream shuddered with the anticipation; His optics glowing bright with excitement. Her optics shown with the deep sense of knowing, and he could feel her look straight into his very core! He licked his lips with his glossa… The taste of Galvatron's future spilt energon covering them…
"I've met the Decepticons, Scream – they too – long for a change.." she continued, "But you know, I've got to do this alone. They mustn't learn that you are involved at all.."
Silent rage built up within him, how she dare say this! But yet, he somehow knew that she was so – right. If they knew he was guiding her actions, she'd never get close to Galvatron.. Never get her chance to strike… To kill… This is why he'd used human-sparks.. His assassin had to have the ability to think, plan and strike on her own.. The fact that she'd had a very personal reason to end the war had only made her more effective… More efficient.. Now she was focused on the root cause of the conflict.. And he knew she wouldn't stop.. Wouldn't fail.. Just as she had been a true blight on the Autobots.. Unstoppable.. Unpredictable… She would now be the same to Galvatron.. Which was what Starscream fantasized about.. But even though she was right that he couldn't be involved.. He so wanted to see Galvatron off-line.. Feel Galvatron's energon coating his armor…
"Shhh… my Scream.." She put her finger lightly on his lips, smiling warmly, and understanding showing in her façade. "Once you knew what the meaning of life was, before Megatron took that knowledge away from your consciousness," she said softly.
Scream's optics narrowed – what in Primus's name was she talking about! Power was everything! He'd sacrificed everything – even his own life – in the quest! What else was there? What else was worth a mech's life?
She kissed him lightly, silencing his unspoken words. Then she looked tenderly at him, as if she truly cared about him. As she stroked his cheek she set her finger across his lips again. That silent aura of confidence surrounded her. "Once you kissed other lips, with love felt between both sets," she said as she seemed to stare into his very spark.. Seeing his history before the war…
He looked at her, too mesmerized with her quite dominance, to try to argue any more. Her insight is so deep, he thought. "But those lips are no longer mine to touch!" he said in bitterness, "War and hate have ended any love that was felt." How did she know about Skyfire? How had she guessed? Who else could she be referring too?! But the last time he had even laid optics on that mech – it was as a traitor. He had tried to off-line Skyfire.. To bury the emotional pain once-and-for-all.. After that, power had been his only lover.. His only friend.. His only passion.. But that quest was over for him. Now he knew with certainty, that he'd have to sit back and wait patiently.. Wait patiently for his greatest creation to hand him that power.. Yes, he was bitter that he himself would not earn it by his own merits – but in the end.. When he had full command of the Decepticons again.. Would it really matter?
She gently ran her fingertips along his cockpit; the warmth of renewed sensory stimulation calmed him. "But unlike me, the one that loved you once; is still alive," she said in a low tone.
He looked into her deep red orbs, wanting to be lost within their depths. Even though he wasn't emotionally attached to her in the least.. She was his tool.. His creation.. He envisioned himself being coroneted as the Decepticon commander, with her at his side. For with her, no one would dare to challenge him..
"When we kiss, I sense sometimes that it is not me whom you're kissing – but him," her optics glowed brighter in the darkness of the hangar. Almost as if she was silently accusing him of playing her…
Was she jealous?? Did this anger her? His optics widened at the thought. He had thought he could keep his natural unattraction to femmes – hidden from her. But obviously, he was wrong. He wondered if this would affect his control over her.. But then he realized he no longer truly had control over her.. She was autonomous.. She was going to fulfill his greatest dream – because it was now hers.. She knew he had no emotional connection to her.. It didn't seem to bother her in the least.
She cocked her head, still caressing his red and blue painted metal. "You now stand on the outside, like me. And from this vantage point, maybe the time is right to see if that love is truly dead – or if the coals are still warm and could be rekindled?" she took his lips again. "Perhaps while you wait for me to finish my mission, you will have the time to explore that realm again."
He mulled this over in his meta, remembering with fondness those wonderful vorns before the war. Before the war took his love away from him, and filled its place with coldness and hate. But could Skyfire ever truly forgive him for all that he had done as a Decepticon? Could Skyfire ever love him again?
She saw it in his optics. Yes, there's still feeling for Skyfire in there. So, she had been on the right track. Now only time will tell, if the seeds she had planted within the two males, would grow and blossom. She smiled and kissed him with a passion he had not felt from her before. "I have a present for you, my Creator."
The Gift.
Curious, Scream followed her to the other hangar, the cold dark blackness inside hiding her 'gift'. They entered the darkness, his optics quickly adjusted to see those familiar blue optics staring back up at him. With shock, the red Seeker realized that she had captured Skyfire, and brought the Autobot to him as a 'gift.'
Raptor grinned., "He's all yours. I'll leave you two alone for a while." With that, she disappeared out of the hangar.
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The old hangar creaked as the cold winds blew hard against its sides, but warmth was felt inside. Raptor leaned against its rusted wall, a happy smile on her face at the thought of what might be going on in the neighboring hangar. The warmth of satisfaction of enabling happiness, spread through her very soul; making her feel, almost human again. True, Starscream was nothing more than a selfish prick in her opinion, but something about Skyfire made her hope for his happiness. Even if he found it in the arrogant asswipe who'd 'created' her.
A few Earth hours later, she heard the sound of two Jets walking into the hangar. Their metal feet and thrusters clanging against the thick concrete of the floor.. She looked up, meeting the big white jet's optics. Skyfire gave her a conspiratorial wink as she noticed he was no longer bound.
Starscream regarded her steadily, his emotions unreadable. "You've given me quit the gift, soldier" he said in an uncharacteristically soft and warm voice. Her optics brightened, and she stood up with an expression of calm understanding. "I've also been working hard on a gift for you, Raptor," he said, watching her expression change to one of thoughtful anticipation.
"Come, my newest creations," he ordered, and three diminutive androids swiftly ran up to them. He looked at her, a strange warmth radiating from his optics.. Pride for both her and these new creations on his face… "These are your new children, but they are far more powerful than any children you've known!" he bragged.
She reached down to gently stroke the shoulders of the tiny droids. Fascinated as they turned to her and looked up at her with expressions of surprise at her caress… Making excited beeps they indicated they wanted to climb in her hand. As she complied, they hoped in with a flourish of excitement, then jumped to her intakes. Tucking themselves inside and gabbering in their strange language with much excitement… Somehow she knew they were happy to be given to her.. That they were somehow now connected to her.. With the three happy minicons perched on her intakes, she turned her optics back to her creator.
"These three minicons will help you in your mission against Galvatron," he informed her. "At your command, they can merge and become the most powerful close combat weapon in the universe! The Star Saber!" he cackled, picturing the visage of Galvatron in his death throes, realizing that it was Starscream's creations that ultimately defeated him. Yes, Starscream getting the final victory!
"Thank you, Scream.." Raptor said, both surprised and impressed at her former master's seeming change of heart towards her. "It may take a long time – but I will fulfill your vengeance – my vengeance - against Galvatron, my Scream." Her optics turned to Skyfire's. To see his reaction to her calling Scream 'hers'. But he wasn't bothered in the least. His optics actually seemed to be filled with pity, for she had given him something – that she would never know again… Never have that second chance…
"Then YOU will be the Decepticon commander.. Their 'Queen'," Scream stated, realizing the most likely future path for her. But he fully intended to take his place next to her. Even if they weren't bond mates, she would help HIM rule. She would keep the troops in line. Yes, she truly was his greatest creation.
She nodded thoughtfully. "Then there may be peace on the horizon, as the Decepticons relearn the meaning of life, and new philosophies of true domination," she knew what Starscream was envisioning. But unbeknowest to him, she wasn't about to let the red Seeker continue the war as the con commander. Somehow, she would find a way to end the war for good. But the first stage of that was to infiltrate… To learn… To eventually assassinate.. To lead..
"And may you use that peace to recombine the two factions," Skyfire stated. He prayed that this was how it would end.. That the intelligent human-spark within the deadly assassin would find a way to create peace as she infiltrated those ranks.. Became their leader...
"End the War, Raptor. Make the Decepticons finally able to shine in all the glory that should have been ours long ago!" Scream said, and smiled as the millennia of weight lifted off of his shoulders and settled onto hers.
She kissed him on his cheek. "You will always be close to my heart, my creator!" sure she was lying a bit, but she wasn't going to let him know her true plans..
The two males watched as she strode out of the hangar, the three diminutive jets following their new 'mother'; her only family now. She looked back over her shoulder. "I wish you two all the luck, my friends," she said softly. More to Skyfire than to Scream – and the big Autobot knew it.
Starscream smiled at what he thought was his first true friend in a millennia. "I too, wish you luck in your quest, my future queen." Yes, she would be HIS 'Queen' – when he regained his power over the Decepticons…
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