Everything is Changing

Moving on.

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(Selena POV)

To say I am beyond not thrilled is an understatement I don't intend to make. Also, it will be safer for me if I keep further aggressive opinions to myself. Lest Soundwave catch wind of my treacherous words and run tattling to HIS MASTER. Megatron. That's right. This is not a dream - or nightmare - friends. The one true Lord and Master of the Decepticons has arisen from his stasis, ready and eager to plunge this world and all his enemies into an eternal darkness. A very ambitious and tenacious man who's been dead for the last few months. A once glorified paperweight lying half dead on a slab, mere seconds away from being united with the Allspark, come back from the brink to rule this warship and the earth it orbits with an iron fist. And it is all thanks to the Autobots and that muscle bound, speech inept BUG! Ratchet! I'm sure you had something to do with this! No way those morons on your team would have even known about the Cortical Psychic Patch, let alone how to initiate and work it. And thanks to your meddling, that egotistical bastard is back to torture us again!

(Slams side of fist into wall) DAMN THEM! GRAH! I can't say I'm not of partial blame in this matter. Were it that I didn't cause Optimus to become infected by the Cybonic Plague on that ship a while back, the Autobots wouldn't have mustered the nerve to infiltrate our ship and seek the cure. Lucky us the only one who had it was the deadweight on the table, and that setup Arcee and Bumblebee arranged made it possible for Megatron's mind to emerge from whatever dream was preventing his sick mind from fading. Had we just discovered the Cortical Psychic Patch they used to link Megatron's and Bumblebee's minds sooner, this whole mess might have been avoided. Megatron would be dead, body and mind, and we could have put him back in the junk pile Starscream found him in. Instead we are forced to entertain him, and his delusions of grandeur, in order to avoid execution. Well, Breakdown, Knockout, Starscream, and the others are avoiding execution. It'll take much more than a uranium bit in the palm to slow me down. (Sighs heavily) Who am I kidding? I can't throw them under the bus like that? Not those three. Soundwave, maybe. But not my Medic, Wrecker, and Jet. After all they've done for me...I can't betray them like that. Especially not, Scream.

Starscream...I wonder how he's doing. Megatron's been back for a week, and in that time I haven't seen hide or heel of Starscream in the least. Naturally I went searching for him, even checked Ground Bridge coordinates to see if he left the ship somehow. After Megatron returned, he tracked Starscream outside and dragged him inside the ship for corporal punishment. It's been eerily quiet these past few days. Everyone honestly thought Scream and Megs left the ship once the debacle in the arctic was behind them. Breakdown and I were in the training room when we finally heard the screams. We went to investigate and found ourselves at the Infirmary with Knockout. He urged us to be silent, and directed our attention through the window. Sure enough, there they were. Megatron with a frightening tool in his grasp with Starscream lying in a flowing stream of his own energon on the propped operating table. Dents caved in his ribs and chest obstructing required air flow, devastating gashes to his face and torso sparked with severed wires. One of his eyes wasn't able to open it was damaged so badly. His breathing was awful. The pain that he must feel in order to simply stay conscious must be excruciating.

(Crushes block with bare hands) Megs, I hope you are enjoying yourself. I fully intend to make your agony worse than anything you've come to experience.

My time with Megatron was as brief as it gets. But I've counted my blessings that I wasn't obligated to deal with him for longer than I have to. I still remember smiling in victory seeing that explosion radiate from space, knowing he was at the front of the blast. My mouth watered with envy as I wished I was there to witness his demise. A good thing I missed it. The disappointment would have torn my head worse than that bump. Anyone else would have perished, erased completely from existence. But not him. No. Whatever or whoever is watching over Megatron, they've allowed him to cheat on death's solid attempts. Now he walks around, high and mighty, using that assault as the podium to launch his new order amongst the troops. And any who took sides with Starscream were swiftly executed. Starscream wasn't nearly as lucky.

GRR! I should have plunged a hole in his spark chamber when I had the chance. Instead, for Starscream's sake, and the new role he was desperate to fit into, I held my fury at bay and allowed that monster to live. And then, to make matters worse, I bump my head and lose out on whatever time I had with Starscream, to rule at his side, and arrive in time to watch Megs rise off that table! DAMMIT! Starscream and I are supposed to rule the Decepticons! We were going to be the ones to destroy the Autobots, and leave this world in whatever pieces it was in! We-we-we...we...we? When did I start thinking of Starscream and I as the Royal We? I mean...sure...we've accomplished a lot together, and have been successful as Master and Subordinate. Not to mention...I kind of enjoyed being his lackey. I sated his bloodlust and he sated mine. Not to mention our arguments are really hilarious. And his voice when he's plotting is so seductively tingling-

AAAAHHHH! WHAT AM I SAYING?! STOP IT! STOP IT, NOW, TSULENA! Obviously your head wound is acting up, causing you to think and feel things you would never consider in the first place! I mean, come on! Starscream of all people?! Surely you can do better?!

Then again...it was memories of him that put my head back on straight. And it was he who offered me spot by his side, leaving me free to act on my murderous impulses to achieve my revenge. Not to mention he's upgraded my bike, my phone, made a device that allows me to breathe in low oxygen areas. He's been great to me. I wonder if I've been just a good. The last thing I want is to hurt him. Starscream.

(Sighs Heavily, slumping to a wall) So much has happened these past few months. Decades worth of turmoil and excitement packed one on top of the other into ridiculously short days. Meeting Decepticons and Autobots, befriending humans with no real inkling of the universe around them, squaring toe to toe with a mad man and his military unit, A Spider-Con, my amnesia, LIVING with the Autobots, and so much more that my head would explode if I tried to go any further! Huh! Hee-hee! I guess I've led a particularly charmed life. Not one anyone would envision, but it definitely had its moments. Would I change it? My planet blowing up, definitely. Meeting everyone that I have - good and bad? Not a chance. In spite of everything that's happened, I wouldn't give up the people I've met for the universe. Not even my home. Heck, I'd even keep Megatron if it meant meeting Starscream under different circumstances.

(Lies down) Everything changes so quickly around here. One day I'm just idling on a planet centuries behind all others, going through a human's daily grind just to kill the semi-infinite time I have, the next I am caught in the middle of a war with three prepubescent kids. And now I am the target of a man who wishes to use cutting edge technology to change the world. Public enemy number one amongst every human military branch. Well, maybe number three. Silas and Megatron have to be in the top slots. And no I haven't forgotten my time with the Autobots. Ironic that I can remember every grueling detail about them, their base, and the missions we went on, but I could never tell you where it is. Then there's...what's her name...Arachnia-Arachnid-Kalima...that spider Decepticon that I will enjoy turning into a pretzel the next time I see her. (Out of breath) Yeesh. And to think, it hasn't even bee a year yet. I didn't think time passing so slowly was possible for me. I would say that there's no way this year can possible get any more exciting. A fool was not raised. Ha-ha. Oh well. Let whatever or whoever lurks come my way. I can face them, and I will send them hurtling to their special spot in Hell. It will take more than what they or the fate has to kill me.

GYYYAAAHHH…

Ooh! I just hope the same can be said for Starscream.

To be continued.

Short. I know. But I needed another new chapter instead of the pre-written ones.