AN: 300 reviews! Still can't believe it!
FallenNietehre: Welcome and thanks for the review!
TheOddAngel: Was that shock? Lol.
Purest of the Hearts: Bee called him Lord Megatron out of respect, since the older mech had done so much for him.
Daywalker03: Welcome and thanks for the review. Yes, I got the idea and then it expanded farther than even I was expecting.
64: I keep wowing people.
Answerthecall: No idea how I'm going to work with Smokescreeen and Wheeljack
5 ways: You're welcome and thanks.
Starfire201: Shockwave's too busy, as you'll see.
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Thunderweb: Don't worry; Bumblebee is out of danger of being shot by friendlies again.
QuantumSheep: Odd vibe? Uh-oh.
{Shockwave's Lab}
Starscream cowered in a corner, his frame shaking. His red optics were glued obediently on Shockwave's operation table, where the larger mech had told him to look. His spark ached to look away, to avert his optics from the gruesome sight of the scientist's experiments.
"At last," Shockwave said, pushing the discarded body onto the floor. "Clean that up, Starscream."
The seeker was quick to obey. Rushing forward to pick up the dead human and use a cloth to wipe away the mess. He was able to retreat from the room long enough to bury the human's remains, but returning to the lab was inevitable.
"Starscream," the seeker approached Shockwave, optics looking down at the cable the scientist held. Whimpering, Starscream raised his servos to stop Shockwave but a command left his frozen. His helm was jerked to the side and his medical port was wrenched open. The cable inserted and the necessary information downloaded, "You have your next target, bring him to me now."
Starscream nodded, turning away to leave, but Shockwave grabbed him. "You will contact no one. You will not warn your target or speak to any other human. Perform well and I will reward you with high-grade energon."
Nothing was said about failure, but then failure was not an option. Starscream took off running, transforming as soon as he cleared the entrance and engaging his afterburners. Flying was a seeker's joy; being grounded for too long could wear down a seeker's mentality and make them crazy. Shockwave knew this, and kept Starscream flying just enough to keep him, sane but not as much as the seeker would have wished.
Starscream allowed himself a brief moment to relish in the feel of the wind on his wings. Letting his processor clear, just for a little bit, and then he was abruptly brought back to reality by the pinging of his sensors warning him of his approach to Nevada. The mission was easy and he executed it perfectly. Swooping down just as his target was crossing the street on his bike, and snatching the human before he had time to react.
Flung harshly into the cockpit, the human was secured within a second. Amid the screams of bystanders, Starscream turned back and flew in the direction he had come. Going well beyond mach 4, the seeker disappeared within the blink of an eye from the inhabitants of Jasper, Nevada.
With his passenger there was no time to imagine that he was not under Shockwave's control. The human got over his initial shock quickly, it was not long before he started hitting the sides of the cockpit and yelling in a language that was not English. Starscream had not downloaded that particular language in his processor so he was unable to understand a word, which was probably for the best since knowing what Shockwave's victims were saying could be just as painful as watching them being taken apart.
This target was different though. Shockwave had known about this human, instead of just telling him to grab a specimen off the side of the road as in the past, there had been a file on this human. The last name had been familiar but Starscream did not have the processor power to run a search through his memory banks for the answer. The effort gone into selecting this one human from among billions meant that Shockwave had a bigger plan than simply cutting this human open.
Back at Schokwave's lair Starscream landed and ejected the human from his cockpit. Grabbing the human, Starscream headed down the hallway where Shockwave waited in his lab. The large, red optic held no regard for the seeker but with his prize. "Strap him onto the table."
"Que Dios me ayude! Déjame ir robots extranos!"
"Bienvenidos a mi universo," Shockwave replied to the struggling human, before moving forward.
Starscream had not been ordered to stay so he quietly began his retreat. He was almost to the door before Shcokwave stopped him, "You will watch, Starscream, and bear witness to this new age."
Starscream cowered in the corner like before. This time was different though, Shockwave did not cut the human up but instead began to attach small metal rings around the human's throat, wrists and ankles. Once each piece was attached Shockwave tapped a few buttons and the metal rings shrunk till they were securely fastened around the human. Then they glowed orange and the human screamed, the sounds burning Starscream's audios and making him cringe but Shockwave appeared unaffected.
It took a minute and then it was over. Shockwave released the restraints fixed his one optic on the human gasping at his feet. "Stand."
Starscream's vents sputtered as the human obeyed. "Whom do you serve?" Shockwave asked.
"I…serve…you.'
AN: Apologies if the Spanish isn't correct.
Decepticons: 19
Autobots: 8
