"I've never thought of Starscream as anything other than killer," Arcee said to Bumblebee.
::Me either,:: the scout chirped.
"Do you think-never mind," Arcee broke off.
::Cee.?:;
"I just wonder if his trinemates hadn't died, maybe Cliff would still be alive.
Bee sat quietly, thinking about what his friend said.
::I don't know, Cee, but it does seem possible that even though Starscream dealt the deathblow, it was Megatron that really killed Cliff.::
"I hope Optimus kills him," Arcee hissed.
Bee rubbed his neck, fingers ghosting over the place where his missing vocalizer should be. ::Me too.::
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Shockwave begins to online, Feeling dizzy and in need of energon. He didn't want to risk getting up, knowing it would end badly. Psiboss hovered next to him, Handing him a cube.
"Thank you." he told his creation hoarsely. He drank from the cube with his hidden mouth and sighed. "Is it hurt?"
No, but I dont think you should get up for a while.
"Did... Did they kill Megatron?"
They're leaving him in stasis, she said.
Shockwave mulled over the information. He wondered if over time Psi-boss would be able to sort out the warlord's processor if he remained in stasis, unable to throw up more blocks and firewalls. Turning towards the continuing beep, he looked at the monitor next to him and cables attached to his chest plating. An overwhelming desire to remove them warred with his knowledge of the Autobot medic's temper. There would be no way he could cope with the enraged medic, so he left them.
"How are you feeling?" Ratchet asked, approaching the medberth.
"I've been better, I'm still a little woozy and weak."
"You may want to consider transferring the sparklet to Magnus. His spark was prepared to carry while yours wasn't. This carry could be very dangerous for you both."
"I don't-"Shockwave hesitated. Letting Magnus carry would be easier and he didn't want to risk the sparkling, or himself, but… would Starscream accept Megatron's sparklet as his own? "I would need to speak with Magnus and Starscream."
"Starscream would care for Megatron if the mech turned into a sparkling. He is coded no other way."
"Ugh, keep it down. Sire resting over here." Starscream slowly sat up, flexing his stiff wings.
"Hush up, dodo bird," Wheeljack piped up, entering the medbay.
"Aren't you overdue to blow yourself up today?"
"I'm going to remove each of your vocalizers and weld your mouthplates shut," Ratchet snapped.
"How are you feeling?" Magnus asked, entering and approaching Starscream.
"Indestructible as ever," the Seeker quipped, stroking Magnus' chestplates. "How are you and the bitlets?"
"Good, but I was worried, so very worried. You can't frighten me like that again."
"I don't plan on it. So who offlined tall, ugly and psychotic?"
"Megatron is in a forced stasis by Psi-boss. Unless she brings him out of it he will remain as he is," Optimus answered, entering with the other four Autobots.
"Are you going to kill him?" Starscream asked, his voice oddly devoid of any emotion.
All optics turned toward the Autobot leader.
"I do not know. I have been contemplating that since last night. There are more reasons to kill him than I could say and, I have only one not to. I am tired of death and killing and one more life is too many for me." Rubbing his optics, Optimus sighed.
The gathered group fell silent, each contemplating the leader's words.
"Could he accept peace?" Bulkhead asked.
"No."
"Highly unlikely." Shockwave and Starscream answered together.
"I want to see him," Starscream gingerly stood. \
"I haven't cleared you to get off that berth," Ratchet huffed.
"My dear medic, I have gotten up from much worse, with much less medical care and I always will. I am Starscream. Where is he?"
"Fourth chamber on the left." Optimus pointed down the hall. Starscream walked down the hall, wings up and wide, his gate slow but steady.
"Rather sure of himself, isn't he," Psi-boss commented.
"Always, "Magnus said, he voice rich with pride.