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Caterwaul sighed to herself. From what she could see, Starscream felt little-to-no guilt for what he'd done to Cliffjumper. If Starscream had regretted his actions, the Decepti-cat would've gone easier on him.
She tried to be as fair as possible when dealing with her designated targets. If they had killed someone by accident and then truly regretted it, Caterwaul would remind them of what they'd done, but not cruelly.
If, however, the killer had murdered purposely, had felt no regret or guilt, and even enjoyed what they'd done, Caterwaul treated them far more harshly. That was her self-appointed job, and she took it very seriously.
After the recent altercation, Caterwaul kept her claws and tail-blades well-sharpened. Just in case. And Starscream avoided her after that.
Marvelous.
Caterwaul decided (even though she still hated Starscream) to bother him less, at least for a while. Which was easy, because the jet-Transformer spent a lot of time in his room and away from her and everyone.
The less they saw of the jet, the more rumors the 'Cons came up with. Maybe he'd gone insane, maybe he was plotting revenge, maybe he died.
Practically everyone preferred the last idea, but were too scared to go and check to see if it were true. Breakdown offered to check, but Caterwaul assured him it was fine.
One day, Caterwaul was resting on top of the ship's roof, relaxing after a skirmish with the Autobots. The Decepticons had gotten a decent amount of energon, Caterwaul had relayed some new information to the Autobots, and all was good.
Just then, she heard a familiar transforming-noise behind her. The feline spun around just in time to see her least-favorite Decepticon, flying towards her in jet-mode.
Caterwaul dodged out of the way, startled by the sudden attack but already preparing herself to fight. The Decepti-cat's enemy tore past her, turned around, and transformed, laughing nastily.
"Leave me alone, Starscream!" Caterwaul snarled, and crouched down in cat-mode, tail-blades lashing in warning.
That's when she noticed that one of his hands was newly equipped with claws; talons at least an extra foot long, and dangerously sharp at the end.
'He's gone crazy!' Caterwaul thought as the Decepticon clashed the claws at her face, missing by inches, and Caterwaul raked his hand with her own claws. Then swung up her tail to block the vicious daggers and push them away.
"Let's see if that old trick will work a 2nd time!" Starscream cackled as he swung his new talons towards Caterwaul again, aiming for the feline's stomach as she reared up. Caterwaul ducked and sprang backwards, and the deadly talons just grazed her shoulder.
"I guess you've gotten over your almost-guilt, huh?" she snarled at him, leaping aside to avoid another deathblow. Starscream transformed back into a jet, firing his powerful missiles at Caterwaul.
Even at her most alert and energetic, Caterwaul had nothing to duck behind or anywhere to go. She couldn't dodge every blast!
One grazed her side, and another hit her back, causing energon-blood to spurt out. Another shot glanced off of her shoulder, knocking her off balance.
Off balance right by the edge of a ship many miles above the earth.
OOHH! Cliffhanger! I hope it wasn't too cheesy. What'd ya think?
