Chapter 3
~PLEASE make sure you read the Disclaimer! If you don't worry about such things, then read on!
Before the pair stood another winged female. Her hair was the color of gold, and her trappings were of ebony draped in moonbeams. Her wings were dark and would have been invisible, had the moonlight not followed her.
"Andromeda. What is it that you want?" inquired Lorelei, casting a glance at her sister fye.
"I am the Lady Inle to you now, Lorelei my dear. I couldn't help but overhear your little dilemma, Starscream. Is it true that you would do anything to be with your lover again?"
"Yes." There was no hesitation in Starscream's voice as he faced Andromeda.
Andromeda chuckled slightly.
"Very well then. I shall give you a test. If you pass it, then your wish will be granted. If not, you will be forced to live in the test forever. Do you understand?"
Starscream nodded grimly.
"And are you certain you want to try?"
"Yes."
"Very well, then. Prepare yourself, Starscream, for I will do my worst," said Andromeda with a chuckle, and lifted her hands skyward.
Before he knew what was what, Starscream found himself back on Earth once more. He was lounging on a green hill. When he sat up, nothing but high, rolling hills surrounded him. It was a lovely site to behold.
'If this is as bad as Andromeda can do, this is going to be a peace of cake,' thought the Decepticon with a smirk. Before much longer, the sun set, and Starscream instantly found himself transported into a realm of darkness. It was only a moment before he recognized the place.
It was the Decepticon's Lunar Base!
As usual, Megatron was perched on his throne, but looking too pleased with himself for Starscream's comfort.
"Ah, there you are, Starscream. I believe I have a little...present for you," said Megatron in that sinister voice, and waved a hand. Out from the shadows stepped Cyclonus and Thrust, bearing the limp form of an Autobot femme between them.
"Firestorm!"
Megatron chuckled in that oh-so-evil way he seemed to always have.
"Yes, my dear Starscream. I decided I would give you a special treat. You have the pleasure of getting rid of her with the Requiem Blaster."
Starscream clenched his hands into fists. Destroy Firestorm?! There was no way he could do that! But then again...Megatron had ordered it.
Andromeda chuckled, watching the Decepticon struggle within himself.
"Choose, Starscream...your loyalty, or your lover. Make the wrong choice, and you'll never see her again. You'll be forced to watch her die one horrid death after another."
Megatron tossed Starscream the Blaster, and the other barely managed to catch it.
"Go on now, Starscream. Put the rotten little Autobot twit out of her misery."
Closing his eyes a moment, the Decepticon warrior aimed the Blaster at Firestorm's limp form. If he did this, there would be no forgiveness--no way to go back. He would never forgive himself for killing her.
"What's wrong, Starscream? Are you too weak to cut her out of your heart the same way you cut her out of your life?! Be a Decepticon, you simpleton! Destroy that girl, now! She has no one left, anyway! See for yourself!" cried Megatron.
Sure enough, behind the throne, Megatron had displayed the heads of Optimus Prime, Jetfire, and Hotshot on tall poles.
"You killed all of these, but you can't get rid of this little Autobot twit! You are a fool, Starscream! You got rid of the rest, now finish the job!"
Starscream placed his finger on the trigger, holding the Requiem Blaster with trembling hands. This was Andromeda's nightmare for him. He knew it wasn't real, but he felt as if it was. The blaster was still pointed at Firestorm.
"Well? What are you waiting for?! Get rid of her now!"
~CLIFFIE! Will Starscream do it? Find out next chapter!
~PLEASE make sure you read the Disclaimer! If you don't worry about such things, then read on!
Before the pair stood another winged female. Her hair was the color of gold, and her trappings were of ebony draped in moonbeams. Her wings were dark and would have been invisible, had the moonlight not followed her.
"Andromeda. What is it that you want?" inquired Lorelei, casting a glance at her sister fye.
"I am the Lady Inle to you now, Lorelei my dear. I couldn't help but overhear your little dilemma, Starscream. Is it true that you would do anything to be with your lover again?"
"Yes." There was no hesitation in Starscream's voice as he faced Andromeda.
Andromeda chuckled slightly.
"Very well then. I shall give you a test. If you pass it, then your wish will be granted. If not, you will be forced to live in the test forever. Do you understand?"
Starscream nodded grimly.
"And are you certain you want to try?"
"Yes."
"Very well, then. Prepare yourself, Starscream, for I will do my worst," said Andromeda with a chuckle, and lifted her hands skyward.
Before he knew what was what, Starscream found himself back on Earth once more. He was lounging on a green hill. When he sat up, nothing but high, rolling hills surrounded him. It was a lovely site to behold.
'If this is as bad as Andromeda can do, this is going to be a peace of cake,' thought the Decepticon with a smirk. Before much longer, the sun set, and Starscream instantly found himself transported into a realm of darkness. It was only a moment before he recognized the place.
It was the Decepticon's Lunar Base!
As usual, Megatron was perched on his throne, but looking too pleased with himself for Starscream's comfort.
"Ah, there you are, Starscream. I believe I have a little...present for you," said Megatron in that sinister voice, and waved a hand. Out from the shadows stepped Cyclonus and Thrust, bearing the limp form of an Autobot femme between them.
"Firestorm!"
Megatron chuckled in that oh-so-evil way he seemed to always have.
"Yes, my dear Starscream. I decided I would give you a special treat. You have the pleasure of getting rid of her with the Requiem Blaster."
Starscream clenched his hands into fists. Destroy Firestorm?! There was no way he could do that! But then again...Megatron had ordered it.
Andromeda chuckled, watching the Decepticon struggle within himself.
"Choose, Starscream...your loyalty, or your lover. Make the wrong choice, and you'll never see her again. You'll be forced to watch her die one horrid death after another."
Megatron tossed Starscream the Blaster, and the other barely managed to catch it.
"Go on now, Starscream. Put the rotten little Autobot twit out of her misery."
Closing his eyes a moment, the Decepticon warrior aimed the Blaster at Firestorm's limp form. If he did this, there would be no forgiveness--no way to go back. He would never forgive himself for killing her.
"What's wrong, Starscream? Are you too weak to cut her out of your heart the same way you cut her out of your life?! Be a Decepticon, you simpleton! Destroy that girl, now! She has no one left, anyway! See for yourself!" cried Megatron.
Sure enough, behind the throne, Megatron had displayed the heads of Optimus Prime, Jetfire, and Hotshot on tall poles.
"You killed all of these, but you can't get rid of this little Autobot twit! You are a fool, Starscream! You got rid of the rest, now finish the job!"
Starscream placed his finger on the trigger, holding the Requiem Blaster with trembling hands. This was Andromeda's nightmare for him. He knew it wasn't real, but he felt as if it was. The blaster was still pointed at Firestorm.
"Well? What are you waiting for?! Get rid of her now!"
~CLIFFIE! Will Starscream do it? Find out next chapter!