Chapter 2
Demolisher gently adjusted his hold on the unconscious seeker who now lay prone in his arms after being dumped unceremoniously into them by the furious looking Megatron. Cyclonus looked down at the downed flier with rare concern,
"What will we do with him?"
"I am going to take him to his room for a start."
The older mech placed Starscream on his berth with surprising care. He frowned at the heat radiating from the red and white mechs' frame. He sighed and placed, what he hoped was, a comforting hand on Starscreams' arm as he felt the mech awakening.
"Easy. Just take it easy, Starscream."
"Where am I?"
"In your berthroom."
Starscream slumped back down after his failed attempt at sitting up. He growled lowly at Demolishers voice,
"We need to get your temperature down."
"WE don't need to do anything," came the growling reply, "go away!"
After a pause,
"fine." Demolisher walked to the door, opening it as he spoke, "at least rest. Megs is probably planning another attack soon."
Starscream curled up on his berth, his frame trembling violently, pain flaring with every intake. Eventually he was granted sleep.
Swindle beeped furiously, trying to wake the sleeping seeker, finally succeeding when he jumping on one of the wings.
"What is it, Swindle?" He groaned groggily
"Megatron is coming! Get up!"
At the panicked tone, Starscream hurried to sit up, grabbing a data pad, steading his intakes before his commander stormed into his berthroom.
"Sir?" He winced at his weakened tone
"I need to know, Starscream. Are you well enough to take part in the next battle?"
Starscream studied his leaders' face. The question seemed sincere enough but the seeker knew that if Megatron sensed any weakness from him, he had the right to exterminate to him. After all, there was no room for weakness within the Decepticon army.
"Yes sir, I am well."
Megatron smirked nastily, leaning towards the sick seeker,
"Well Starscream. If you dare FAINT in my prescence again, you will fail to awaken.
Starscream stared at the floor, wings drooping submissively, embarrassed. He had forgotten about that. Watching his leader storm away, his room doors sliding shut, Starscream allowed his frame to relax and sighed quietly. He glanced over his frame, looking at the spots of moisture that now started to gather.
Starscream yelped as the cold water rained down on his dangerously overheated frame. He leaned heavily against the walls of the washrack, his frame rattling.
Once finished, he carefully and quietly made his way down the hall towards their medbay. He rummaged through the many cupboards trying to find a needle and syringe and a bottle of coolant.
The young mech carefully prepared the injection, sitting on the edge of a berth to gently remove a panel from his thigh to gain better access to a major coolant line. He jumped harshly, nearly dropping the much needed coolant injection as the medbays doors suddenly opened, a voice rang out,
"What are you doing?!"
"Demolisher! Shut up!" he hissed quietly
The older mech approached the younger silently, focusing on the needle in the flier's hand. Starscream, noticing his teammates gaze, quickly moved it out of reach,
"Leave it" he tried to growl out, wings rising to a threatening display.
Demolisher sighed, placing a hand out towards the seeker,
"Give it to me. I, at least, know where to inject it."
Starscream groaned but reluctantly gave up the needle, placing it into the older mechs hand.
Starscream winced slightly as Demolisher injected the coolant and replaced the panel,
"Listen, we are leaving for Earth soon." Demolisher looked at him thoughtfully, " Just do as you are told and keep your head down. I don't know how long that will keep your temperature steady."
Starscream nodded, leaving to prepare for the next battle.