Chapter 7

AN: If you cannot handle rape, abuse, and death, do not read this chapter.

"He's our half brother, and Cody is our bonded human brother." Heatwave was stubborn. "We are coming, Carrier."

Optimus rubbed his helm wearily.

He had tried to get a rescue squad sent out, but arguing with his first-sparked had delayed them all.

There was no way Optimus was letting his sparklings, full mechs or no, into Decepticon headquarters at any cost, for any reason.

"I am not just your carrier." He finally said sternly, though the news that Cody was their bonded brother was something new and unexpected. "I am also your Prime, and as such I command you to remain behind and await our return."

Heatwave clenched his fist, but said nothing, giving a terse nod.

Optimus met his gaze for a few kliks, then turned and led the team out.

Within a few breems, Jazz suddenly appeared at Heatwave's elbow.

"I know a shortcut." Was all he said, and without another word, the saboteur turned on silent peds and led the way down into the bowls of the ship, the Rescue Bots hard on his black heels.

Clank!

Starscream landed in a sniveling heap at his leader's peds, trying to catch his breath before he staggered to his own peds, optics wide with fear.

Laserbeak hovered for a klik before Megatron dismissed him, and then flew out to find Soundwave.

Starscream longed to back away, but he held his position directly in front of the formidable mech that was his sparker with some difficulty.

"So, Starscream, trying to desert, are you?" Megatron growled, getting to his feet. "Leave your own faction you've spent the better part of your pathetic life with, leaving all your goals, leaving the very mech who gives you shelter and fuel, who happens to be your very own sparker? I never threw you out unlike those Autobots, even though you've tried to kill me many, many times. And yet you have so little gratefulness in that spark of yours. I wonder if I've wasted my valuable time on you. Maybe it would be easier to just dispose of you now."

Starscream found himself backing away, but a cruel servo shot out and had him by the throat before he got very far.

"Answer me!" Megatron howled, bringing the terrified seeker up to his ugly face.

"N-no, no, my lord, it is not as it seem-ACK!"

"Stop your sorry excuse for lying Starscream." Megatron said in annoyance, the tight grip on his second's throat not relaxing.

Slowly, he lifted Starscream up off the floor, the pretty Seeker's back arching, slim blue and white legs thrashing, slender blue fingers prying desperately at Megatron's thick gray ones.

Megatron laughed at the look of panic on his own sparkling's face as he tightened his grip on the tender neck, pushing the intakes in one at a time, laughing at the increased horror with every echoing click, laughing knowing his chest components and circuitry would soon begin melting.

Inside, Cody became aware of a sudden increase in heat, the flickering spark in the chamber with him beginning to pulse erratically.

Quickly, the heat grew until Cody was sweating profusely, and it kept increasing until the poor boy passed out from the heat, blisters raised on his skin.

Megatron waited until the metal on Starscream's chest began popping, fluid leaking from his open mouth, before dropping him and kicking him against the wall.

Starscream lay still, panting desperately, the movement of Cody's body sliding inside his spark chamber making a wave of protectiveness sweep over him.

Giving a silent command to his null ray weapon, Starscream slowly re-extended his intakes, frame shuddering as the needed coolness rushed through his body.

Weakly, he fluttered open his heavy optic lids, a blurry image of Megatron appearing to him across the room, watching him without a trace of expression on his hard face.

The sudden cool roused Cody as well, and he sat up with a groan, noticing that the spark next to him seemed to respond, and flickered faster, but at an even pace.

Starscream had felt him move, and the relief that he felt fueled his resolve.

He ignored his shoulder rifles; for this to work Megatron must never see this coming, so he chose to use the null circuits in his fingers instead.

Gradually, Starscream managed to sit up, his systems regenerating from the melting that had went on.

Megatron must have picked up on something being off despite the Seeker's best efforts, because one klik he was standing in the middle of the room, the next his terrifying features were pushed into Starscream's paled face, listening to the unmistakable whine of weapons being onlined and charged.

A deadly smirk crossed both con's faces at the same instant, Starscream bringing all his digits up to Megatron's chest at the same instant Megatron misjudged and ripped off the cold and still shoulder rifles.

The look that crossed Megatron's face as he realized his mistake was priceless as Starscream poured all his power into the null circuits in his fingers and blasted his leader's chest wide open.

But it didn't kill him.

Megatron's grip seized on the proud wings and sank razor-sharp claws into them, causing a scream to leave the previously triumphant Seeker.

"Not all as it seems, hmm, Starscream?" Megatron rasped, energon pouring from his wound. "If I shall die, so shall you!" And he tore his grip all the way down to the flier's chest, lacerating his spotless wings.

Starscream writhed, trying to get out of his grip, but it was hopeless.

Megatron ripped off the shiny nose cone and sank his claws into the thrumming chest plates.

Starscream's carrying programming, having been activated by Cody moving around in the spark chamber, gave the pain-wracked seeker the needed strength to fight.

With a shrill screech, he attacked his leader with the one way he never used before: his own Seeker battle skills.

Using the hard tips and edges to his wings that he could block pain from, he battered the gunformer's head, his long tapered claws tore into his chest, and he activated his thrusters, kicking his sparker in the lower regions as hard he could, all while screaming, turning up the tone higher and higher, aiming for the circuit-melting height he could reach in his voice weapon.

But before he reached it, a hot blast from the fusion cannon he had forgotten knocked him cold.

When he came too, he was hanging in chains from the ceiling, a repaired Megatron sitting on the throne in front of him.

Starscream had been repaired as well, much to his surprise.

The Seeker could hear the sound of battle, and he looked questionably at his leader.

Megatron smirked and got to his peds, slowly walking around the shaking seeker chained in the air.

"Hook found someone in your spark chamber the Autobots want badly." The gray terror spoke, voice dripping with evil pleasure. "Didn't know you were so soft-sparked to protect a human boy, my sparkling."

Dread filled the flier's core, and he hung his head.

"That's right, let shame eat at you." Megatron laughed, and tilted his chin up to look into the tear optics. "I'll give him back- after they hand over your half-brothers to me."

Starscream burst into tears, his spark chamber aching with loss.

"Aww, is my baby crying?" Megatron mocked, then slapped him across the face. " I have a punishment for you that you should like, since you're sooo desperate to be treated as my sparkling."

Megatron loosed the chains, and for the second time that day, Starscream dropped in a sniveling heap at his leader's peds.

"Get into your little hidey corner while I go sit down." Megatron ordered.

Starscream crawled to the corner of the room he always huddled in when he was at Megatron's mercies.

He covered his face and cried quietly, certain that he would not live to see anther day, certain that he was going to be punished to death.

His fears were confirmed when Megatron called him to the throne, and drew him into a fake hug.

"This is the last time you will ever be hugged my dear sparkling." The evil whisper floated over his aching adios. "Because you will not leave my lap alive."

Then he was flipped face down.

"With your brother in charge, my army will run far better then with your pathetic excuse for a commander calling the shots." A hard slap to his rear made him squawk.

Then a rain of harsh blows started him kicking and struggling.

He was going to be spanked to death?!

Talk about humiliating!

"You-you never loved me!" he sobbed, twisting and trying to break free.

"You're right, I never did. You never lived up to my hopes and dreams, and you know what?" Megatron leaned closer. "You are only good for fragging, and I can find other toys. Unless you'd like to keep living. You can beg to spend the rest of your life as my private frag toy if you like."

A chance at life.

"Please, please Megatron,"

"Call me master."

"Master. Please, use me as your frag toy. I'll spend my life pleasing you in the only way I can. Just please spare my life!" Starscream lost the last shred of dignity he ever possessed as he begged for a life of humiliation and pain, but it was better then dying, his fogged processor told him.

"I'll think about it." Megatron laughed as he slapped the seeker harder, causing him to cry out and start sobbing. "Killing you stills seems more fun. Care to change my mind pet?"

Desperately, Starscream nodded as the agony in his rear grew.

Megatron growled as the interface panels on his seeker slid open.

He only ever raped the Seeker, and he was honestly surprised his second would chose that over death.

He had no intention of letting the seeker live, of course.

That heli-bot had looked just as tasty as Starscream had ever been, but still…

No one ever said he couldn't have two pets.

And it would serve as an extra reminder to keep the red bot in order, since he seemed so attached to the orange and white one.

Pleased with his little plan, he continued to whack the pretty rear in his lap mercilessly, enjoying the shrieks of pain and the struggles for freedom, combined with the leaking port on display for his optics alone.

Megatron wondered how obedient Starscream would be on display for the whole army to see.

It would be fun to find out.

Starscream's trembling fingers had finally found his leader's codpiece, and had unlatched it, reaching in to stroke the thick ridged spike even as he screamed in pain, energon leaking out of cracks in his battered aft from the abusive punishment.

His legs had stopped flailing once Megatron had spanked the fight out of him.

Megatron groaned in pleasure as Starscream began rubbing his huge spike with all the talent he had.

The gunformer decided he had to keep Starscream around.

There was just no equal to him in the fragging department.

To make things better, he shoved several fingers in the tight port; making the seeker grow ridged and scream so loud he almost blew out his rapist's audios.

Megatron got so hard at the sound he loved so much.

"Actually." He moaned lustily. " I have loved you-like this!" and he threw Starscream onto the floor in front of him, licking the rivulets of energon from his legs and aft as he prepared to shove his throbbing spike into the seeker's weeping port.

Suddenly, the wall beside them blew apart, and Megatron blinked in shock at the six figures framed in the smoking hole.

Jazz, Skyfire, and all four Rescue Bots stared in horror at the scene before them.

With an evil smirk, Megatron plunged his whole length into the Seeker's tight port.

Everybot heard the sound of ripping walls, tearing cables, and the shriek of metal being pulled apart right before Starscream's scream hit them.

It all but knocked them out, but pure rage at what was being done forced them not to fall to the agonizing pain in their bodies from the tone.

Before Megatron could move, a red and a white blur had a hold of him form either side, a green one joining the red much to his surprise.

No one expected Boulder to join in with this, but with a roar of rage, Megatron was ripped from limb to limb, and then dropped dead on the floor only to have his spark extinguished by an experienced Porsche, while the orange and white helibot cradled his half-brother's head in his lap as the young Enforcer called his leader to report the Decepticon leader's demise.

Starscream looked at the blurry images of bots that swam around him, purged his tanks, and passed out.