Okay here is chapter three. I think this is my favourite chapter so far.
It is not beta'd so forgive me for any mistakes and such.
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gillian: Soundwave? Why the hell Soundwave?
Starfire201: Yay! You signed in! I like you logic to that! You may be onto something!
Tonbo: Your only guess is that he is a Decepticon... Oh Primus!
Carmilla DeWinter: Hook? Scavenger? Yeahnooo.
Wackylazy: Soundwave? Why does most think it's Soundwave? I mean... He is so emotionless! And your dead... so I am officially talking to a dead person. Oh joy.
xXxRaven-SongxXx: That is understandable. To be honest I expect alot of people to abandon this story.
Rowan3: Lol. I agree with the High Heel logic! Soundwave? Really?
Yukiko-Angel: Soundwave again... right...*takes deep breath* The other stories? There are two people (were two people) on this account. Check my profile page to see if it is actually me who writes the stories of which you speak! I'm Minty by the way.
Joyeu: Soundwave is the obvious choice? How so? Or Astro?
recyclablefoxx: I think that you are a thinker. You know... I think you crossed out everyone in that list...
Drunken-Lullabies: Scrapper? I think you are the first to guess him... oh wait! You aren't... but Scrapper?
Wannabe Starscream: It will when she starts to show but maybe the sire will do something or maybe some outside help will come... you never know what will happen with my plots...
The odd person is getting somewhere with their guesses...but who?
To wake up in the middle of the night with two winged bodies over her was to be somewhat expected. Starscream merely sighed in tired frustration. She was used to this but she never really got used to it. Looking down at Thundercracker she could tell that her blue Trine mate had pushed Skywarp over so that the purple jet was on Starscream's left.
Starscream wouldn't have minded if it were not for the fact that her chest was alive with pain. Grunting in discomfort she tried to slide out from underneath the two bigger jets causing both to grumble in their sleep and to tighten their grip around her waist. This was not going to be easy.
She could just wake them up and pretend to be in one of her moods, giving out to them for invading her personal space and for taking up room on her berth when they had their own but that would never work. It never had before. Starscream glared at their recharging forms.
Thundercracker seemed to sense the hostile glare and shifted, pulling Starscream closer to him and pulling himself further onto Starscream's front effectively pushing Skywarp off. Starscream could feel Skywarp's grip tighten further before,
"Thundercracker slag off!"
That shattered the silence quite effectively.
Thundercracker woke with a start as Skywarp smacked him hard over the helm. Starscream merely grunted and used the opportunity to push her groggy Trine mate off.
It didn't really work though.
"Skywarp, what the slag are you doing?" Thundercracker snarled as he fixed his position atop Starscream much to the red jet's chagrin as her blue counterpart was now straddling her lower half.
"What am I doing? I was here first!" Skywarp hissed as he poked Starscream's chassies with a digit. Starscream slapped it away with a hiss when he poked too hard. "I was so here first and don't you dare say otherwise!" Skywarp narrowed his optics at his bondmate while wrapping an arm across Starscream's chest and using his wing to separate Starscream and Thundercracker in a possessive gesture.
"Skywarp we are Trine! I have as much right to be on this berth as you have. Besides, you were smothering her with your frame." Thundercracker replied calmly, pointing to how Skywarp was once again 'smothering' Starscream. "Besides, Starscream didn't seem to mind when I pushed you over to her other side. She looked far more comfortable." Thundercracker looked to the femme Seeker that lay beneath his bondmate with optics demanding for some back up.
Skywarp turned his helm back to look down at a frowning Starscream beneath him. With faceplates merely inches apart, he took his chances. The only warning Starscream got was a cheeky grin before his mouth was on hers in a demanding yet tactful kiss.
Starscream couldn't help but to reply. Skywarp had always been good at the kissing. She moaned as his glossia glided around her mouth and he sucked on her lip components gently, paining chest forgotten as his servos wandered further down her frame. Starscream heard Thundercracker grunt in annoyance before Skywarp was forcibly removed from her. She growled in annoyance at both herself for submitting and because those warm lips and glossia were torn away from her.
She sat up and crossed her arms over her chassies as she watched the two male Seekers glare at each other and immediately she realised that she was going to witness, yet again, another domination struggle between the two.
"You two are so mature." She grumbled before swinging her legs around and got up off the berth. She walked around the two growling males and settled herself against the wall to watch in boredom and slight annoyance to the disturbance to the silent calm that had, only minutes ago, surrounded her.
She briefly wondered who would win this time. They both looked equally riled with their wings fanned out and their helms held high. In truth she was excited about the whole thing. It was in her programming to be. Being a Trine meant that they were all a unit so Starscream was allowed to interface with both of them at her own will and desire but the two males' programming dictated that there should be one dominant male who had first dibs unless Starscream said otherwise.
Right now there wasn't a dominant male. The last scuffle had resulted with both of them being told off by Starscream for knocking over some of her experiments in her lab. She had forbidden them from continuing the fight. Now however, the need for the dominant male had surfaced and both were more then willing to go for the title.
The pain in her chest was uncomfortable and distracting now as she had nothing else that was physically distracting her. It had buried itself deep in her awareness and would not budge. She held in the urge to whimper as it would alert her Trine mates to her and she didn't want them to find out about… that.
Starscream missed the first blow as things progressed quickly. It didn't take long for the two to end up rolling around on the floor. Starscream winced a little when Skywarp-being one to fight dirty- brought a knee in-between Thundercracker's legs with a hard bang. Thundercracker howled as his bonded cackled.
"Ha! Now Starscream won't have any need for you!"
A fist to Skywarp's face halted any potential conversation and the two males descended into a viscous fight on the floor. Arms and legs flying everywhere from the snarling and hissing entwined mass. Starscream leaned against the wall and sighed. This would most likely end with an interface as was tradition. An interface helped to 'seal' the tittle of 'dominant male' to the victor as the loser had to sit out and watch as the other asserted his dominance on the femme. The femme in question, Starscream, was still not in the mood for an interface.
"Will you two just stop already? You are a pair of bickering Sparklings, do you know that?" With a huff of her vents she left the two slightly guilty looking mechs as she made her way out of their quarters.
As soon as the door closed, she heard the tell tale sounds of renewed fighting.
*O o O*
Wandering through the Nemesis at such an hour was... dangerous. Traps were set and motion detectors could not tell the difference between Decepticon and Autobot. Lucky for Starscream that she knew her way around by now.
Approaching the medbay she was somewhat relieved to see the lights on; she wouldn't have to go wake Hook and most likely get a fist in the face. As soon as she entered Hook gave her a look and sighed.
"He told me." Such a short sentence and it made Starscream want to curl up, purge and die. The sympathetic look that Hook gave her made her pride wallow in suffering. "It's not right, you-"
"What can I do? If I leave, he will follow. If I fight, he will tell. If I die... then they will suffer. There is nothing I can do. " The normally gruff, blunt and rough medic gently gestured to an examination table with his servos. Starscream was well used to the way he treated her at night when no one was around. An old friend from before the war. He knew her secret. He had always known but lucky for Starscream he was one of those mechs who were against forcing themselves on a femme. Starscream always thought it to be hypocritical that they would have no qualms about forcing themselves on a mech, often on prisoners.
"You truly do not deserve this." He said shaking his helm in disgust. "Lie down on your back for me and open your chest plates." Starscream complied without hesitation. Hook had always taken care of her when it came to this, had always treated her with respect. Not even Megatron himself knew this side to Hook. "Any discomfort? Purging of tanks?"
"My chest is hurting, a dull ache. I feel like purging anyway."
Hook frowned at the attempt at humour as he ran his servos across Starscream's exposed internals. "The pain... is a good sign. Your codes and data are rewriting themselves and the systems in your chest area are shifting to make some room. It will be painful but I can give you some pain dampeners to ease it somewhat. Everything here looks fine. Because of the code rewrite you will find that you would rather run from things then stay and fight. You will be very paranoid also." Hook pulled away and gave Starscream the signal that she could close her chest plates and sit up. "Do I need to tell you not to anger Megatron? One well aimed punch could mess everything. Your frame needs to be intact and fully functional."
Starscream sighed. "The side effects of carrying are effecting everyone. Megatron tried to seduce me today. Soundwave... walked in before it got out of servo. My own Trine mates are having a battle for dominance as we speak. I don't know how to keep this from them." Starscream lowered her optics to floor as her wings drooped in despair.
Hook reached a servo out to cup her chin and lift her helm to meet his stern gaze. "I know you are not going to like what I am about to say but... He will protect you. You are carrying his sparkling and his programming will make him protect you."
"Hook, he won't be able to hide me." Starscream countered, completely repulsed by the idea of him protecting her. "He can protect me, take me away and hide me in cave or something, but he won't be able to hide me. In three years, maybe even less because I am a Seeker, I will start showing. He won't be able to hide me. After the five years he will take the sparkling and leave me to the others. He'll have what he wants and he will stop protecting me from them."
"What about your Trine? Skywarp and Thundercracker are already so protective of you. They will not leave your side."
Starscream growled in anger and hidden pain... hidden hurt. "They are not protective of me, they are possessive of me. Once they find that I am used goods they will leave me. Maybe first force themselves on me and then will leave me to my fate. All they want is offspring." Starscream lowered her voice as she turned away from Hook's searching optics.
"Why do you lie to yourself? They could have offspring with each other if they tried hard enough."
Starscream snorted as she threw her helm. "It's easier to use me. You know that chances for male partners to conceive are low. Not to mention that neither would want to end up carrying in the first place. I am the easy, quick... I'm the efficient way for them to get a Sparkling."
Hook sighed loudly through his vents before moving away from the berth. Starscream watched him get some small energon cubes and fill them up with a yellow form of energon.
"This," he started, lifting up the cube and starting towards her. "Is designed for carriers. It is easy on the tanks yet powerful enough for the Sparkling. It should help you. Mix one of these with your normal energon in the morning and at night. Come to me when you need more. I have some hidden here, not even my brothers know of it."
Starscream smiled at him, previous argument forgotten.
"Thank you Hook."
*O o O*
On the way back to her quarters, Starscream found herself falling into a dreamlike state. She felt disconnected from the world around her, from her own body. The tiny little life beside her spark pulsed away happily, unaware of each and every danger that it's carrier was dancing around... for it. Starscream let a servo drift to her chest to message the armour plates in circular motions. She was protective of it. She did love it, she realised much to her dismay. She loved it when she shouldn't. It was forced on her. It would most likely never even know her. It was going to cause her pain, be an inconvenience that she could not afford. So how could she, the fearsome Air Commander and Second in Command of the Decepticons, love it?
She was weak that's why.
Megatron was right. She was weak. She couldn't even protect herself or her Trine without outside help. She couldn't even escape this mockery of a relationship. And she allowed herself to love something that reminded her of every one of her other failures. She was weak.
If Megatron ever found out about this weakness... If he ever found out... Starscream shuddered. Images of the big brute over her, forcing himself on her filled her mind. That smirk as he...Starscream shook her helm to clear the infectious thoughts from her processor. She would not let him. She would not submit to him. She would not share a berth with him and she most certainly would not interface with him. She felt her tanks turn with revulsion and nearly gagged at the harshness of the reaction.
But if Megatron did find out... would he force her to bare a child for him? Force her to have his heir? Or would he keep her as his personal slave? Femmes were all but extinct by this stage. Sure mechs could frag each other but the option of a femme always was far more popular. As far as Starscream knew, Megatron had never taken a male partner, he had always brought femmes to his berth- when there had been some around. There was always the option of him just throwing her to the other 'cons also...Starscream flinched as she tried not to let an image surface of her and the likes of Motormaster or Ramjet. That was just disgusting.
A stray thought of Skywarp and Thundercracker came to processor but she quickly destroyed it. They wouldn't risk anything for her. She was just their toy with special abilities. So why didn't she leave them? Why couldn't she leave them?
Starscream paused outside the door to her quarters. All was silent from the other side, the fight most likely over. She so desperately wanted to curl up into Thundercracker's embrace, or get smothered by Skywarp but she just couldn't bring herself to open the door. She didn't want to face them. She didn't want to have a round of fragging. She stared at the cool blank metal surface, optics catching small details that she had never taken the time to notice before. Small scratches, dents and a few paint smears. So small that one wouldn't notice unless they really looked.
Starscream done a double take. The paint smears, mostly a navy black; the paint from her Trine mates. A few cobalt streaks; her own. And then there were the light grey ones that nearly disappeared into the unpainted metal of the door itself; most likely Megatron's from banging on the door. But that was it. Megatron never came near Starscream's quarters. Would never lower himself to come and get her when she was late for a shift. And his servos were black not light grey like the rest of him.
Starscream, being tired, decided that she was just paranoid. Hook said her programming would make her paranoid of anything and everything. She was just being paranoid! With that though firmly grasped she summoned the courage to open her door and stride inside. She was barely a second in the room when she was tackled by a blue blur.
It seemed Thundercracker was alpha... for now.
So...I get at least another seven names clear in that chapter. The noose is tightening.
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