And here is Chapter number one.
And it's getting OOC, just a warning.

Chapter 1

Hours later, the huge battle was over.

Megatron and his Decepticons had retreated.

This battle was perhaps lost, but they had won many other battles.

Iacon remained an almost impregnable city.

The last stronghold of the Autobots and Megatron had learned that day, that the Autobots protected their halls and walls up to the last Bot.

But it would come the day, when even this fortress would fall.

The day would come, when Iacon and the rest of Cybertron would be his, and no one could stop him anymore!

The Warlord let the battle go through his head, trying to look for strategic mistakes he could mend. He had gotten many wounds, but hardly any seemed to bother him. He had let a medic take care of them.

Here, deep under the city of Kaon, where the gladiators had fought their battles, he had settled.

Here he lay in wait for the next opportunity.

The opportunity for revenge...

And in this place, he planned his attacks...

"Lord Megatron, where are you going?"

The warlord grunted, when he had stood up and had turned his back on his medic.

"I don't need further treatments! I'm fine!" he snapped at him and he was about to go, but a claw-proven hand held him back.

"I advise you to rest. The wounds may not be deep, but your body needs a little rest."

"I can rest well, if we have taken this planet! I have to go to my warriors! I have to plan! I have to-"

"You have to rest!" the Medic interrupted Megatron's words and the huge Mech, who had almost the size of his leader, crossed his arms over his chest. His red optics met those of his leader. Neither of them looked away.

"In addition, Starscream is your deputy. He can still take care of these matters while you rest."

Megatron let these words go through his head, seemed to be thinking, before he sighed resignedly and lay back on the examination table.

"Fine! Starscream is in charge of my troops as long as I will rest. Send someone to him, who tells him about my decision."

The medic bowed his head reverent toward to the ground.

"Yes my Lord. You there! You heard your leader. Tell Commander Starscream! He will have the command as long as Lord Megatron rests!"

A small Bot nodded with his head without losing a word and disappeared from the medical station.

"And you, my Lord, you will rest now. A command from your Medic!"

Again Megatron growled, but not a word left his lips.

The Medic was right.

He needed rest and Starscream was no fool.

He would do a great Job; Megatron was sure about that.

Moreover, it wouldn't be for too long…

Hours later Megatron was rudely torn from his stasis, as someone opened the door to the medical station.

The warlord grunted as he looked at the smaller Bot, who now stood in the doorway.

His optics were wide open and he looked nervous.

"What's wrong?! Why are you here?!" Megatron growled and his optics started to glow.

"I-I can't find him! He's just gone!" It came out of this panic, and the small Bot was shivering.

"What do you mean with "He's just gone?" Who do you mean at all?!"

"Commander Starscream! He is not here!"

Megatron jumped straight out of his berth, ignoring the pain that shot through his body at the hasty movement.

"WHAT?!" thundered his majestic voice through half of the medical station.

"Are you sure he's not there? Do you have everything scanned?!"

The little Bot nodded hastily with his head.

"Yes, my Lord! I asked anyone who has crossed my path, I have been looking everywhere for him, but he's not here. It seems as if he had not returned after the last attack on Iacon."

Megatron's optics widened involuntarily and he stood up without losing a word, and walked toward the door. The little Bot immediately made room for his master, but Megatron was stopped by his Medic, who also came through the door and grabbed him by the shoulder and wanted to push him back into the room. But Megatron only growled at him and slapped the hand from his shoulder and glared at the Medibot darkly.

"Let me go!" he hissed, his optics seemed to glow with pure anger, but he couldn't intimidate the Medic.

"My Lord, please calm down. You need to rest."

"How am I supposed to rest, when I know that my First Lieutenant is still out there? Primus alone knows what has happened to him! Let me go now! That's an order!"

But the Medic remained steadfast, didn't say anything and looked at his leader.

And then it dawned in Megatron's head and his anger rose immeasurably.

"You knew about this, am I right?! You knew that Starscream is not here! Why haven't you told me anything about this?!"

"I wanted to protect you from yourself, my lord."

"That has nothing to do with that! Starscream is more than just my First Lieutenant! He is one of my closest friends! He swore me loyalty! He fought for me and the Decepticons, and I will not allow it that he will die out there! Get out of my way! IMMEDIATELY!"

Now even the Decepticon medic shook with fear and he made way for his leader, who stomped past him and growled darkly at him.

"I would advise you take some warriors with you! The Autobots can still be out there!"

"I can take care of myself! Or do you doubt about my strength? You forget who stands before you! I've fought for my name in the arenas of Kaon and I will defend it to the very last spark of life in me!"

"I would never doubt your strength, my lord. However, it would be wiser to take reinforcement with you. None of us knows what will happen in front of these walls. What should we do if we lose our leader? Without you, the war would be lost."

Megatron snarled and stopped in his movements and he let these words go through his head.

He had to admit that the medic was right.

Without him, the Decepticons would be nothing.

Until now there was no one else who could take his place as their leader.

Soundwave was well suited as a spy, Shockwave was the scientist among them and Starscream was not there and he inwardly already prepared for the worst, so there was no one left, he could appoint the new leader if he would die out there.

Finally he sighed and he relented.

"Whatever. You are right. You two over there, follow me! We still have something to do. Search the area and make sure that nobody will see you! I'll follow you!"

The two Decepticons bowed their heads and transformed into their vehicle modes, consisting of a Cybertronian jet.

Seekers were best suited for such missions, because they were quick and quiet.

The Autobots hadn't many Seekers, which gave the Decepticons a great advantage.

Nevertheless, they couldn't underestimate the Autobots.

They were still dangerous on the ground for a Seeker...

Megatron shook his head, as involuntarily pictures of a dying Starscream had sneaked into his head. Pictures that he wished never to see...

A shudder went through the body of the Gladiator and he quickened his pace.

He just wanted to get out of there and look after his Second in Command, his friend.

"Please Starscream. Be alive... " he muttered to himself, before he went out and followed the two Seekers.

These rose gracefully into the air, when they had enough space and took off in the direction where the battle had raged.

Megatron transformed himself into his vehicle mode and followed them.

He too was a flier, but he was not built as a Seeker and so the Autobots sure would hear him.

But all of this didn't matter in that moment.

He wanted to know what had happened to his deputy and so he accelerated peace…

After half an hour he arrived at the battlefield.

Corpses littered the ground soaked with Energon.

Nothing moved, only the cold, rusty wind of Cybertron blew across the dead bodies.

Megatron shuddered at the sight.

He knew that the war was cruel, but to see the full extent of a battle by himself was almost too much.

Megatron let his optics flow over the battlefield. Nothing moved, silence lay over this place, and it almost seemed to him as if he could hear the dead whispering with the wind.

Again he shuddered, stronger this time, and he quickened his pace, until he finally met the two Seekers who searched the area for their commanding officer.

"Have you found anything?" Megatron wanted to know excitedly.

The two shook their heads.

"No, my Lord. They are all dead."

"Keep looking! Search the whole area, if you have to! He must be here!"

Both Decepticons bowed their heads and did what he commanded them to do.

Megatron followed suit, but he didn't find a single sign of life of his Second In Command... or anything else...

He almost wanted to give up and fly back, when something caught his attention.

There, among some dead Autobots, towered two wings upward, and he would have recognized them among the thousands of others.

He could feel the beat of his Sparks accelerated, the closer he got to the wings.

He fought his way through corpses, ignored them as best as he could.

Some of them he kicked carelessly aside, whenever they were in his way, until he arrived at his destination.

"STARSCREAM!"

Immediately he recognized the Seeker who was crushed under two huge bodies and no longer moved. Megatron was immediately at his side and he pulled the two bodies off of him. He had only optics for his Second In Command who doesn't move at all.

"Starscream! Can you hear me?!"

But there was no answer.

Not even when Megatron turned him on his back. The optics of the Seeker remained closed and still not a single movement went through his slender body, which was covered with wounds and Energon.

"Starscream! Open your optics! That is an order!"

This time you could hear the desperation in the voice of the Warlord and this time he didn't play the tough mech he should be. Not even when the two Decepticon Seekers came to his side.

"You can't leave me alone you fool!"

Tears filled his optics as Megatron spoke these words and you could see the pure desperation in his face as he took his Second in Command in his arms and looked him in the face, but Starscream's optics remained closed...

The two Decepticon Seekers stepped back a few feet, to let their leader mourn alone...

Although they were Decepticons, but that didn't mean that they couldn't feel anything.

They had lost their squadron leader and he had been more than that.

He had been a good friend who had always treated them with respect.

Now he was dead...

A great loss for the Decepticons, but they couldn't change it anymore.

They could only mourn about the loss of a great comrade...

"Why Starscream? Why did you just leave us?" Megatron whispered softly, but his words remained unheard.

Tears ran down his cheeks and he no longer felt ashamed for them...

When he lifted the Seeker and wanted to go with him, he noticed something.

Starscream had kept something in his arms all the time and even in his death he didn't let go of it.

Megatron's optics widened when he realized what it was and he let more tears run down his cheeks and he pressed Starscream close to his chest.

"You miserable fool! That's what you gave your life for?!"

Megatron rose slowly, while continuing holding him safely in his arms.

"You've always had a soft spark...my friend..."