Chapter 9: Rain Forest Part 2


Trees, trees, and oh look, even more trees. Of all places, why did the mini-con have to end up out here? Despite the improbability of it, even if Starscream hadn't known what the earthlings called their greenery, they bore a striking resemblance to the foliage of other planets. Being out here was a constant reminder of things gone by, and he hated that feeling.

Just as much as being mocked in the simulator earlier- he'd had a clear shot and the holographic Optimus Prime had only managed to hit him by luck. He would have beaten the Autobots by himself if Demolishor and Cyclonus had covered him like they were supposed to. It was their fault Megatron was so harsh with him, and that only made him want this mini-con they were looking for even more.

"Demolishor, are you certain that you have the right co-ordinates for the mini-con's location?" Megatron questioned. He hadn't shown much reaction to their current surroundings, but Starscream knew his leader wouldn't dare show discomfort towards any organic.

The way those two organic females stood up to him was still fresh in their processors after all; honestly, it would have been quite amusing had it not been so foolish.

"Yes, sir, I programmed the locator myself." Demolishor replied. The round tracker was attached to his mini-con partner Blackout, who looked to be a miniature truck of some kind.

Starscream eyed the locator skeptically. This thing was really what time and effort was spent on? Already they were wasting precious seconds waiting for it to lock onto the signal. "It'll be a miracle if it can pick anything up at this rate." He muttered.

Demolishor shot him a suspicious glare. "What was that?"

"Nothing, I thought I'd past the time just talking to myself." Starscream said flatly.

Cyclonus laughed derisively. "And you think I'm crazy? You haven't even found a mini-con yet!"

Though his temper rose, Starscream's voice didn't. "Yes, we should all be so lucky to stumble upon a mini-con by chance and hand-outs." Cyclonus scowled at him and Demolishor whirled around.

"You have something you wanna say to me?" he asked aggressively, but before things could escalate, Megatron stepped in.

"That's enough." he said coldly. "Demolishor, Cyclonus, desist your bickering with Starscream at once, and Starscream," his optics narrowed disdainfully, "what a disappointment you're turning out to be. Perhaps I should have had you stay on Cybertron to guard the fuel cells; that's what you're used to doing, isn't it? Guarding a necessary but fundamentally useless waste of reserves?"

'Don't…react.' Starscream thought to himself, but found it harder to do than he thought. Overcast had always been a sore spot, even more so than Skywarp, and Megatron seemed to find amusement in deriding the absent mech as Overcast's fondness for both science and organics were well-known amongst both factions. "If that is what you wanted, I would have done it." He replied, surprising even himself with how calm his voice was.

Megatron gave him a hard stare, but looked away with a disdainful scowl while Cyclonus looked disappointed that there wouldn't be any fighting. Starscream didn't really care so long as he got his servos on this mini-con. His optics glanced down at the locator when it beeped. Perhaps this tracker wasn't as useless as he thought-

Wait, why was the signal changing directions all of a sudden? He took it back; clearly this was a waste of time after all. "It would appear your invention has not lived up to its hype." Starscream said snidely.

Demolishor shot him a nasty glare. "You're one to talk!" he snapped and Starscream scowled at him. "The locator is working perfectly; the mini-con is probably on the move."

Was it the Autobots? No, they would have left the moment they retrieved it. Whatever was going on, Starscream wasn't going to let this mini-con go. "Sir, perhaps it would be more to our advantage if Cyclonus-" Oh how it pained him to add that-"and myself were to scout from the air?"

Megatron nodded tightly. "You will both report back if you are to find it," he glared pointedly at Starscream, "do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." Both flyers replied before taking to the sky.

As it turned out, things were in fact not easier from the air, as the trees blocked any sighting they could have had of the mini-con. Oh, how much time would it have saved to just cut through all these things? When the thought flitted through Starscream' processor, so did the image of Overcast's wondrous expression as they scoped out an organic forest on one of their expeditions.

A churning of shame started up in his fuel tank, and Starscream wanted to grimace despite being in alt-mode. 'Perhaps if I were to do something so far off from those memories, then these unpleasant feelings will stop.'

From the canopy of trees, a quick red blur caught his attention. Were he just an unobservant twit, he may not have seen it, but his sharp eyesight followed the blur to the best of his ability. When it cleared a range of trees, the blur revealed itself to be a small race car that was zooming through the forest, and the lack of change in speed suggested it hadn't seen them either.

'It's the mini-con.' Cyclonus gave no sign that he spotted it though, and he would not be subtle in any way if he had, which lent Starscream enough time to kick in his thrusters and dive right towards it. 'This one is mine!'


"What do mean I'm not fit for duty? I feel great!"

Rad paused outside the command center. Now that the signal had been shut off, he recognized Hot Shot's voice right away, and the tone was irritated. The door slid open, allowing him to see the yellow bot was glaring up at Red Alert. Rad quietly stepped off to the side where Carlos, Rachel and mini-cons were stationed.

Optimus was on the other side of the two bots, and he placed a hand on Hot Shot's shoulder. "Your wounds may have healed, but it would be unwise for you to do any strenuous activity so soon. A line or filament could tear, the plating in your back might fracture; it's better to ease you back into work."

Hot Shot frowned. "But-but you need me!" he said desperately. "You both can't take on the Decepticons by yourself, they already outnumber us!"

"Which is why sending you in wouldn't help anyway." Red Alert said brusquely. "The mission is retrieving the mini-con, not picking fights we aren't prepared for."

"You mean just be cowards." Hot Shot spat. He looked up at Optimus with consternation. "You can't seriously be on his side, sir."

"While I applaud your dedication, Red Alert makes a good point." Optimus replied. "You can move around on your own and transform, but you should be tested for a proper fight." His tone softened a touch. "We'll test you tomorrow; let us worry about this mini-con right now."

Hot Shot's expression was torn between resignation and anger, but his shoulders sagged. "Fine, sir; I'll wait, but I don't have to like it."

Optimus squeezed his shoulder before looking at Red Alert. "Let's go."

The medic nodded. He paused though and glanced down at the group of humans and mini-cons when Carlos stepped forward. "Yes?"

"Does the 'no you can't come with us' apply, well, us?" he asked sheepishly.

Rachel sighed heavily as she rubbed her brow. "Yes, it does." She said firmly. "I'm not exactly in any positon to look after you, and the Autobots would be worried about the mini-con; there's no need to stress them out further."

"Well put, Rachel." Optimus said and the blonde smiled tiredly. "Red Alert, I believe you made something just for this kind of occurrence?"

"Indeed." Red Alert replied. He knelt down and held out his hand. Rad twisted to peer into the palm where a small mechanical orange bird sat. It had bent wings and two different sized eyes. "This is Laserbeak. He can relay the images from our location back here so you can watch. I built him in anticipation of your human curiosity."

'Wow, Red Alert wasn't kidding about 'preparing for any outcome'. He must have super guessing skills or something.' Rad thought wryly.

Carlos shrank back bashfully, scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah, we are pretty curious."

Red Alert plugged a remote into the console and the screen suddenly showed the three humans staring at Laserbeak. Rad looked up at the screen, and felt a bit bizarre watching his own head staring at the console.

'Whoa, we're literally getting a bird's eye view.' He thought humorously. He saw Hot Shot cross his arms as he looked away from the two other Autobots as they left the room. Laserbeak's perspective showed a room with a large gateway that Rad remembered teleporting in through once. It had been surreal and trippy, but he could have done without the nauseas sick-to-your-stomach-feeling. Right now the wavy image in the gate was that of a forest, and Laserbeak shut down, leaving the screen black.

Rad noticed Rachel shifting on her foot, her lips pressed tightly together. "Are you okay-" he stopped himself. 'Of course she's not alright.' He thought to himself. "Um, do you want to go back home?"

Rachel glanced at him with a raised brow. "And leave two pre-teens here alone with a giant robot? I don't think so." She huffed, but sent a sheepish glance up at Hot Shot. "No offense."

Carlos crossed his arms morosely. "You know, I'm not the one who runs head first into things."

Rad sent his friend a mock hurt glare. "Really? That was low." He looked back up at the screen as Laserbeak came online once more, and the little bird-bot soared into the sky and far as its eyes could see, there were nothing but-

"What happened to all those trees?" Hot Shot asked abruptly. There was a large area in which nothing but tree stumps remained. "Is that normal?"

"No, it's not." Rad said quietly. From the corner of his eye, he saw Rachel stiffen up and narrow her eyes, but didn't say anything. Behind him he could hear the mini-cons twittering to each other, snippets of their conversation largely about what else they were going to see and the fact there was a larger group than before made the emotions of wonder and awe he felt from them almost overpower his own anger.

Rad glanced up at Rachel again, but noticed her face had turned pale as her eyes seemed cloudy and she grimaced while her sprained ankle wriggled. "You don't look so good. Maybe you need some air."

"Yeah, maybe I do. It's been a long day." His cousin muttered. She hobbled off to the entrance, and Rad trailed after her.

It was still a bit disconcerting to feel the mini-cons' emotions, and it disoriented him a bit. "How was your day? You're still doing fine, right?"

Rachel glanced down at him for a moment. "Yes, but I'll be happier when tomorrow gets here," she grimaced, "no more almost being run over by someone who can't see five feet in front of them."

Rad's eyes widened, and he hurriedly looked his cousin over. "Is that why you're ankle is still sore? Did you have to jump out of the way?"

"No, someone pulled me back." Rachel sighed heavily. "I embarrassed myself not only in front of Marty, but a new professor at the school. Some first impression, huh?"

Rad snorted. "At least it wasn't as bad as it could have gone," his gaze turned solemn, "and it could have."

Rachel nodded morosely. "Got that right." She grumbled.

Rad glanced back up at her, but didn't say anything as they reached the exit. He left his cousin at the entrance as she leaned against the rock wall while he explored the immediate vicinity. It was all rocks and boulders until a part of the way down, where the trees began to clump together and thinned out as the mountain got higher. He could even see on a slope that there were still several trees even so far up.

When a sudden downpour drenched him, Rad jerked back and looked up in confusion at the fact the sun was still out. His clothing was wet so he didn't imagine it. 'Maybe it's one of those freak sun showers.' He thought as he wiped his face clean with a sleeve, but gave up when it only spread the water around.

Abruptly, Rad felt something the air. It was like being refreshed, and the smell of the air after it rained filled his nose, along with the pinpricks of feeling ancient and tired. It was a dizzying mix, and as his head swam he almost missed the startled scream his cousin let out.

Rad jumped to attention, and found Rachel looked even sicker as she stared down at the forest. The blond followed her gaze, and his eyes widened as he saw that there were several large tree branches emerging from the forest and making their way up the mountain.

Behind Rachel, Carlos and Hot Shot ran to the exit. "What-" The yellow bot cut himself off, his expression shocked. "What's going on out here? Can these trees do that?"

Carlos' eyes were wide. "I don't believe, I can see it too!" he then looked nervous. "But, no, they aren't supposed to do that."

For a moment, Hot Shot looked relieved at being believed again, but when the branches got closer, to the cave, he hurried to bring out his blaster. "Carlos, get Rachel back inside fast!" he looked over at Rad, but they both knew he'd never be able to reach the entrance in time. "Run!"

Rachel's eyes widened. "What?!" she shouted, but Carlos kept moving her along.

Rad watched as Hot Shot fired at several branches, but before their eyes they glowed and grew back before speeding further up the mountain. Hot Shot said something angrily under his breath, and fled back into the tunnel.

The branches spread out until they covered the entrance, but when more started to swivel in his direction, Rad hurried back down the mountain. 'I just hope Kero knows which one this is.' He pulled out his cell phone as he ducked behind another tree, and gritted his teeth as he wasn't low enough for a signal to get through.

Rad kept his distance from the branches, as he had a sinking feeling that this was the work of a Sakura Card. It wouldn't do to rush in without knowing for sure; he hadn't been lying to Hot Shot-if aliens, what else? The second the bars appeared, he hit the call button.

"Hello? Rad?"

"I think we got a Sakura Card out here. I'm in Black Hills and there's all these branches covering the entrance to the Autobot's cave." Rad reported.

Kero's tone because frantic. "What? Did they see?"

Rad rolled his eyes. He couldn't help it really. "That's what you're asking about? It's just Hot Shot, but Carlos saw it too." His eyes widened. "He…saw it too." He repeated. "Why couldn't he and Alexis see Create's dragon before?"

"I'll explain later-focus, Rad!" Kero shouted.

The sound made Rad wince, but he snapped back to attention. "Right. Well, are there any cards that can sprout branches at a rapid and uncontrollable rate?" All he got was silence. "Kero?"

"Is there anything else? Is it raining?"

"No, but there was this freak downpour. It soaked me." Rad looked down at himself. "In fact, not long after that the branches starting going wild."

"I was afraid of this." Kero said worriedly. "This is the work of Wood and Rain. On her own Wood is rather gentle, but with Rain egging her on, I don't know how much of the tree that's inside Wood will grow. She could make it up the mountain, or her roots could dig into the town."

Rad gaped at the thought. He could all too easily picture the roots sticking out of the ground, houses cracked and roads demolished. "Got it-take out Rain and Wood will follow, right?"

"You'd better hope so." Kero said grimly. "Good luck."

"Thanks." Rad cut the call and took out his key. He held it out in front of him. "Release!" The key grew, and he twirled the staff before grabbing one of the cards. He wasn't going into this without a plan. Hot Shot could survive without air, but he wasn't risking Carlos and Rachel's safety.

He saw a pile of leaves which had fallen onto the ground, and when he remembered what he'd done earlier for Kero, he tossed Sweet into the air. "Change those leaves into candies, Sweet!" The card glowed, and the fairy flew over to the pile. Her wand tapped the green foliage, and before Rad's eyes they all turned into hard candies. "Thank you." He said sincerely. Sweet smiled at him before turning back into her card form.

Rad pocketed it and scooped the treats up. 'Hope Rain's got a sweet tooth.' He followed the trail the braches came from, and before long he saw the heard of the tree with a little blue cloud hovering over it, water pouring onto the trunk as more branches grew out of it.

The blond kept behind a tree, and tossed one of the candies out to the trunk. The water pouring out under the cloud slowed, and in a puff, the physical form of Rain appeared. She was completely blue, with a jester's hat on her head that had rain droplets running on the bottom of the hat's sides. She was wearing a shirt with puffy sleeves and her collar was sticking out in many points that all ended with the same rain drops hanging off. On her forehead was a rain drop gem and her blue eyes narrowed as she stared at the candy.

Rad tossed out another one, this one landing just short of the first. Rain tilted her head, riding her cloud closer to the ground to inspect them. The trunk behind her stopped growing branches, and Rad tossed out yet another one, this one closer to himself. He just needed to get Rain far enough from Wood for this to work. If Wood didn't do anything without Rain, he hoped it meant it wouldn't keep growing.

Rain crept closer, poking the candy as she made a sound not unlike she was gargling water. She stiffened when Rad stepped out from behind the tree, making sure to keep the sealing wand behind his back. She narrowed her eyes, but he smiled in what he hoped was a disarming way.

"Hey there, you probably wouldn't want a candy that was on the ground." he held out his hand where the rest resided. Rain looked between him and his hand, and Rad held the candies out towards her. "I know it was you who drenched me." Rain stiffened again, but Rad's smile never wavered. "I'm not mad, it was pretty funny. So, are we cool?"

Rain tilted her head. Before Rad could react, she snatched the candies out of his hand and flew above his head. He had another shower bearing down on him, and he coughed and sputtered as he ran out of the waterfall.

"That's it!" he said indignantly. "If I get a cold I'm so blaming you!" Rain only laughed, her voice high and bubbly. It was abruptly cut off when Rad pulled out Windy. Her eyes widened and she turned to run, but Rad was having none of that. "Become a binding chain, Windy!" he aimed the wand at the card, and in a blast of windy the yellow and green spirit was circling around Rain as she struggled against the stronger card.

Rad pointed the staff at Rain, the sealing circle appearing beneath him. "Return to your power confine, Sakura Card!" The wings on the wand glowed and enlarged as the shell card appeared at its tip. Rain continued struggling to get free even as she began dissolving into blue wisps that were vacuumed into the card.

When the circle faded from beneath Rad, he held out his hand as the card landed in his grip. He couldn't see the bottom half of Rain when she was on her cloud, but saw now she was wearing checkered puffy pants and her boots curled at the tips inward. She had her hands held out over her stomach, and in them was a large rain drop, but that only drew Rad's eye to the fact her blue forehead gem was dark purple instead.

The blond tucked Rain into his pocket and cautiously approached Wood. She rustled at his approach, and her trunk glowed. He readied himself for an attack, but Rad was stunned when all of Wood's branches began receding. Rad looked worriedly at the cave, and was relieved to see that the entrance was clear.

When he looked back, Rad jerked back in surprise. He'd been expecting Wood to be some sort of tree, but what stood before him was a very tiny green and yellow woman. Her long hair leafy hair flowed out behind her and over her shoulders over a dress. She had a vine and lead tiara and on her forehead was a strange green pattern like cut-out sun rays.

Wood smiled gently at him, and before his eyes she shrank back down into a card. Rad blinked as he caught Wood, dumbfounded that she gave herself up so easily. Even Windy hadn't done that and Kero said she was gentle too. 'Did you just work through your anger first then?'

Still, it would be impolite not to appreciate this. "Thank you." He set Wood inside his pocket as well, and after shrinking his staff, hurried back up the mountain.

Now that the Sakura Card crisis was over, he needed to make sure Rachel and Carlos were okay.


"You creep!" Starscream twisted deftly out of the way as Cyclonus went careening through the air. Both mechs transformed as the latter turned around and glared at the jet. "You think you're so smart, do you? Thinking you can just zoom in and take the mini-con!"

"It's not as though being intelligent is a particularly hard thing to be given my present company." Starscream retorted dryly.

Cyclonus hissed and clenched his fists. "You calling me stupid?!"

Starscream stared at him flatly. "I believe you just did it for me." He smirked as Cyclonus looked ready to pop a fuel line, but frowned as he put himself back on task. He glanced back slightly, and in his periphery he could see two Autobots approaching. The Prime and a blue one that looked vaguely familiar, but he didn't dwell on it too long as neither looked to have seen them yet.

Putting as much force into his voice as he could, Starscream sneered, "Don't just fly there gawking, we mustn't let the Autobots obtain the mini-con!"

Cyclonus' gaze snapped over to the two fast approaching Autobots and he raised his arm, a manic grin stretching across his lips. "Those Autoscraps should have stayed back in their base like the cowards they are!" he cackled and took aim.

Starscream sneered once more as he slipped away. 'That was almost too easy.' He thought snidely, but wasn't really surprised. He turned his attention back to the mini-con, and frustration welled up inside him as he lost sight of where the red race car had fled too. 'Slag it all! I had it in my sights!'

More laser fire erupted below him, trees crashing and angry voices shouting loudly. He could recognize Megatron's bellow amongst it, and knew that he and Demolishor must have been drawn in due to Cyclonus' cackling.

'I should probably go back.' Starscream thought to himself, but the pull of the mini-con was just too great. 'It's just two Autobots, Prime or not.' He dove towards the top of the trees, as logic dictated that the mini-con would be more likely to get away from the fighting.

While he certainly hadn't been a late addition to the war, he had always disdained of using mini-cons back then. He'd seen it as cheating, and it had irked him fiercely, so arrogantly secure of his own prowess that he'd gotten a rude awakening during actual combat. Now, now there was no hesitation-he'd get that mini-con and he would use it.

So when he caught that glimmer of red against the sun, he activated his propulsion for a sharp burst of speed. He transformed and felt the undercarriage of the vehicle in his servo, his digits wrapping around it tightly.

Starscream cackled as he grinded to a halt, smug euphoria coursing through him. "I did it! My very own mini-con!" he narrowed his optics and smirked down at the wriggling racer. "I think I'll call you Swindle."

The racer beeped, the pitch high and sounded almost angry. He didn't care though, because he got it.

"Starscream!" The seeker was drawn abruptly back into reality as he sharply looked up. The trees to the clearing he'd landed in were cut aside as Megatron barrelled through, a scowl on his faceplate. "Hand over that mini-con."

The jet frowned. "What? You told me-"

"That was then." Megatron snapped. "Now give it to me, or I will take it from you."

Starscream gritted his denta, grounding them together. The mini-con beeped frantically as his grip tightened. Why couldn't he respect him? He'd been loyal. He'd done his job. Why, why, why? 'If you won't give me your respect I'll make you then!'

His optics flickered to the forest behind Megatron, catching sight of red and blue. Starscream darted up into the air, and slammed the mini-con onto him, activating the cannons on his shoulders and took aim. "Firing null laser cannons!"

Two charged beams of powerful red energy shot from the cannons and left a trail of destruction as they tore through the trees and left large craters in their wake. Starscream was surprised by the level of power he'd gained, and smirked when he saw Megatron's angry faceplate.

His smirk morphed into a nasty grin when he landed. "There's no way they could have escaped that. I have just eliminated two Autobots in one strike! I am invincible!"

Megatron growled. "Don't think you've killed Optimus Prime so easily." He said darkly. His fists clenched as he looked at the smoking rubble, but his expression turned cold. "While you were playing neutral with that coward, Prime was leading his army against mine; he would not have let that strike hit."

Starscream stiffened. Even…even with this display of power, the victory that could be achieved, was he always going to be nothing next to Optimus Prime? "I suppose we'll see then, sir." He retorted. "This mini-con though is mine, or would you still like to try and take it from me?"

Megatron's expression darkened. "Dismissed."

Starscream smirked again. 'That's what I thought.'

When Cyclonus and Demolishor came stumbling through the trees, their optics taking in the damage, he ignored them and their questions. He had a simulation to break.


Rad didn't know if things being quiet were a good sign or not, but he trekked on wards into the base. He could hear quiet speaking, and in the command center he found Rachel, Hot Shot, Carlos and the mini-cons all hunkered together. "Is everyone alright?"

"You're okay!" High Wire shouted and rushed up to hug Rad. The blond left out an 'ouf' as he was lifted and twirled around.

Rachel sighed, relieved as she hobbled over to meet him. "How did you get back in?"

Rad waited for the dizziness to clear before he answered. It also gave him time to think of how to answer. "It was the craziest thing. One minute those branches were all there, and the next they just disappeared. Do you think it could've been something the Decepticons cooked up?"

Hot Shot looked worried. "That's a thought." He muttered, but when Rad glanced up at him, a grin stretched across his mouth. "There's nothing those 'Cons could throw at us that we can't beat! It doesn't matter how this was fixed, just that things are back to normal."

Carlos coughed, his expression distinctly embarrassed. "Uh, I've been thinking. You know what you said about the dragon?" Hot Shot nodded warily. "I…I'm sorry for not believing you. If this can happen, I shouldn't have doubted you'd be telling the truth about that."

"Look who's maturing." Rad teased.

Carlos huffed and crossed his arms. "Shove it."

Rad chuckled and Rachel shook her head. His attention is caught by the sounds of new footsteps, but his eyes widen when Optimus and Red Alert walk in. Their frames are signed, and they look worse for wear. "What happened to you two?"

"Starscream." Red Alert said, his tone dark and almost a growl.

Optimus vented heavily. "He gained control of the mini-con, and we were almost caught in his strike. Had we not teleported back, we likely would have been severely damaged-or worse."

Hot Shot straightened up, his fists clenched. "This is why I should've gone with you!" he shouted. "You can't keep me on the sides anymore. What's it gonna take before you let me back in the field?"

Red Alert's mouth tightened. "Watch what you say, Optimus is still our leader-"

"He's right." Optimus said tiredly. Hot Shot blinked, and Red Alert's head snapped towards the red and blue bot. "Hot Shot, after you take the kids home, report back for training drills. Complete them, and we'll talk about being on active duty."

Hot Shot grinned and saluted. "Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!" he said enthusiastically. He looks down at the humans and minis, his expression bashful. "Sorry to do this, but you mind if we go now?"

Rachel nodded. "After today, I could use a rest."

Rad patted his pocket, and seconded the notion. He just wanted to get home, and take a nap.


Taking aim, Starscream fires upon the holographic simulations. The resounding blast is enough to send Cyclonus and Demolishor scrambling for cover, but he could care less about that. He laughs maniacally as the training ground is reduced to a smoking rubble. When no thoughts of Overcast appear, Starscream grinned.

'I've banished him finally. He will no longer be there in my thoughts to hold me back.' He thought triumphantly. "All this power. I must be the most powerful Decepticon around-even more than Megatron!"

As he indulged in his power high, he either didn't notice, or care that his every word was being heard by Megatron, who glared malevolently down at the cackling seeker on the screen.

'You will regret this, Starscream. One day you will dearly regret this.'


A/N: Okay, let's finally get some context in here. In an Armada comic and TF Wiki itself, Skywarp is acknowledged to be Starscream's cousin. Can't say much about Overcast without giving away something that is either going to be hilarious or creepy down the line; just know that from the descriptions Overcast is supposed to be Skyfire, but I can't exactly use that name-which I will get into later.

Also, I'm fully aware that I changed aspects of Starscream's Armada backstory, but I'm gonna wring out character wherever I can, darn it!