Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers that are in this chapter, or the previous one.
However, all of the confusing secrets, the havoc caused in (and by) this fanfic, and the swords of Primus and Unicron ARE MINE! BWAHAHAHA!
Chapter 2
"This was your idea, Vector Prime! If we hadn't listened to you, we wouldn't be stuck in a ship with a mind of its own!" Red Alert said angrily.
"This ship does not have a 'mind of its own', Red Alert. It is impossible," the ancient mech countered.
"Don't you even try to tell me that something is impossible when it is!"
"I have not seen such proof that a ship of this size can have a mind of its own."
"Vector Prime! Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean that it might not exist!" Red Alert's voice was increasing its volume. This is rare, Red Alert normally isn't the bot to yell at anyone.
"Perhaps, but until it is proven, it is not so," Vector Prime said stubbornly.
"ARGH! VECTOR PRIME! DON'T YOU EVER GIVE UP!" Red Alert shouted, throwing his arms into the air in fustration. Starscream leaned against the wall of the room that they were in, following the argument closely. This would be fun to see how it turns out, he thought. As he listened to them, he gradually became aware something in the room with them.
We're being watched, he realized. Pushing the arguement between the Vector Prime and Red Alert out of his mind, Starscream looked around. Lets see... One annoying Hot Shot, an insistent Red Alert, and a more insistent Vector Prime... Inferno, Blurr, First Aid, Smokescreen, and Sideswipe. We're all here. But then... Who is it I feel watching us? he wondered. Concentrating on the spark he felt watching them, he gradually found himself inside it. Who are you? he thought fiercly.
Surely you haven't forgotten me in less than ten hours, Starscream, the sharp, familiar thought came back at him, startling the seeker. Optimus...? he began to ask. He was cut off with a bright-hot, searing pain that flashed through his mind, full of raw energy. With a vocal yelp, he jerked away from the spark, leaping away from the wall he'd been leaning against.
"What is it, Starscream?" came Hot Shot's voice, full of alarm.
"He's coming." Starscream breathed, still hurting from the mental attack.
"Who's coming?" Red Alert demanded, his voice still heated from his argument with Vector Prime. Starscream glared at him, and said, "He heard all of us. Now we have to deal with him."
"That did not answer the question, Starscream," Vector Prime noted.
"That's not my problem! I'm trying to warn you about something! We practically boarded his ship without permission and now we have to-"
"Have to what, Starscream?" a soft, challenging voice cut in from behind him. He whirled around and found himself face to face with Optimus, who was watching his reaction with amusement. So much for coming up with a plan to defend ourselves with... wait... why would i want to do that anyways?... OPTIMUS! You low-down little... Starscream glared at Optimus. Soo... you've learned to try to influence the feelings of those around you. Well, you certianly are clever, but not quite clever enough for me...
"Do you ever cease to be a source of fustration?" he growled at Optimus, looking the Autobot over, searching for the silver sword he knew was hidden somewhere with the Autobot commander. He can't hide a sword like that very well, so where is it?
"No, I don't suppose that I do. Maybe when you've fought Megatron non-stop for forty-five million years, you'd know that answer without having to ask," Optimus said flatly.
"Megatron hasn't been alive for fourty-five million years!"
"I guess you don't know him as much as you thought you did, then."
"WHAT!" Starscream shouted, not willing to believe that Megatron could really be that much older than himself. And I only have thirty million years of age! But then... How old does that make Optimus? That would make him at least seventeen million years older than I am! He looks younger than that! Starscream stared at the Autobot in front of him. Maybe I should give him a little more credit than looks buy him, he thought in awe as Optimus turned away from Starscream, looking around at everyone else.
"If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to get back up to the bridge before we pull out of the warp system," Optimus said, turning to the door, "If you'd follow me..."
Starscream and the others glanced at each other. One glance told Starscream all he needed to know to make his decision. Turning, he followed Optimus down the hallway...
