Title: Reclamation
Verse: Shattered Glass
Series: Shattered Glass AU
Rating: M for many bad things.
Warnings: Violence. Non-Con. Voyeurism. Sticky. D: Suicidal thoughts. :( Psychotic bots.
Pairings: Jazz/Starscream. Optimus Prime/Starscream. Skyfire/Starscream in the far-flung past.
Summary: Pat 8 of ?
Creepy!Optimus is creepy.
Note: Resurrection Sunday/Weekly Request Prompt: Jazz/Starscream – obsession...but that was fail since I dragged Optimus in on it. So, super!Fail on that front. :3 Transformers is not mine. The super-super fail since Skyfire dropped in.
Starscream-
I came out of recharge and immediately felt the change. Everything was clearer than it had been in longer than I could recall.
"Starscream?" I on-lined my optics, surprised to see Megatron.
"M-megatron. I-where is Jazz?"
He frowned, "We weren't sure you would want to see him. All things considered."
I frowned back. The programming had not really had any bearing on my emotions, so much as it did my actions. The removal did not change how I felt in the least, granted I had not ventured to put a name to exactly what it was I felt. "I do though. This...this changes nothing." And yet it did. It changed everything.
Megatron's frown deepened. "I see." He put a hand over my own. "I was hoping..."
I pulled a face, I didn't even want to touch that right now. We had been dancing around it for vorns. He wanted me. He didn't want me. He was my dearest friend, and probably one of the few people that understood me, but he was also as fickle as they came. "Mmm..." I finally said, making a sound of non-commitment. "How did you find us?"
His lips did curl into a smile. "Not all of Optronix's inner-circle is as loyal as he would like to think."
"Whom?"
"Blur and Ironhide. But in this case the latter. The medic was eliminated."
I shivered. "I see."
"Skyfire is here."
"I-" I didn't even know what to say to that. I hated him, and loved him. Perhaps too much of the latter. The hate still burned merrily though. "I can't yet. Please don't make me."
"Thank you. Now...can I please see Jazz? Please?"
Megatron vented deeply. I knew he had hoped I would not do this. That I would run into his arms, I guess. I'm not going to quibble about it and say I don't love him. I do. But he had his chance.
"I will go get him for you." he said finally.
"Thanks." I murmured. "Before you go-I-that is-what are you going to do about Prime?"
"We will speak of it later." He finally said, and walked from the room.
I pursed my lips. "I'm sure we will."
OoOoOoOoOoOo
Megatron left and Jazz came in soon afterwards. He was hesitant. A change, for certain, and was still in the silver form, not the more familiar black and white one. I was thankful for that much. I was rather fond of him this way.
"It worked." He said in an awkward manner.
I gave him a little smile, "Yes, it worked."
"I just wanted to make sure you were...um...okay."
"I'm fine."
"Your coloration..."
"Hmmm...no. I've grown rather fond of this color."
I watched him squirm for a moment taking a bit of perverse pleasure from it.
"I...I should go. I just wanted to make sure you were fine." he vented heavily and turned to go.
"Don't."
He stopped and turned, watched me but didn't move any closer. He was waiting, and I, for once, had trouble finding the words.
"Stay...please. I don't know what this is, but I would like to find out where it is going."
He was silent for a moment. "So would I."
OoOoOoOoOoOo
Skyfire-
I watched Jazz go into the med-bay. I couldn't say I was happy about it, but perhaps it was for the best. I would keep telling myself that anyway. Maybe some things were just not meant to be, and if I was truthful with myself, which I tried to be these days, I ruined my chance. It was time to make the best of a bad situation.
"Now what?" I asked Megatron.
Megatron smiled, "We take Prime down, what else."
I smiled back. It was music to my audials.
OoOoOoOoOoOo
Jazz-
I watched him slip back into recharge. His servo still in my own. He held on tightly, and twitched slightly. Normally recharge held no such recall for us, but I worried that his would always replay the horrors he had seen, and I worried more that I would never be able to shield him from it. I had not had a chance to examine my goals in too long, to wonder what the future held. Now, I had all the time to do that and it was over-whelming at best.
I looked at Star. It wasn't so hard to chose sides anymore, or change my path. Greed and blood-lust had only gotten me so far. So I watched him, and smiled. There was still things to do. So much to do. A dictator to topple, a planet to save, but I was content for now.
The rest could wait.
A/N- Well, that is the end, and not really the end at all. I am planning on (hopefully) two more follow-up stories to this, after I've cleared up my back-log a bit.
