A/N: This is a story requested by Optimus' girl. I hope you enjoy it my friend. I had my brother help me with it a bit. Enjoy.
Main pairings:
MegatronxOptimus
Child(s): Thundercracker, Starscream, Skywarp
StarscreamxSkyfire
Warnings: Blamings, mpreg, slash, kissing, assumed death, death, revival, birth
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro.
G1
Pain. That's all I knew for my whole life. I lost a good friend in the mines yesterday. Terminus was there for me all the time. It was all the High Council and their follower's fault. That's what persuaded me to start the war. My followers just needed the signal to attack. I head to the docks for my first target in person. My optics settled on a very cute mech. I struggled to compose my image.
Orion Pax is what he said his name was. I suddenly remembered that my troops were waiting for my orders. I shot the cute mech, but only with enough force to knock him out. I didn't care for the other mech and femme. It was at least a few hours later that a new mech came. He was just as cute as that Orion Pax. Wait, his optics looked familiar. His body may look different, but I recognized the optics. Yes... this new mech was Orion Pax. I must of damaged him more than I thought. That didn't matter. I would pull back for now, but I will contact him.
~~~000
It was the very beginnings of the war. Megatron had Soundwave send a message worldwide for the mech he met on the battlefield. A picture was attached to the message. The leader waited at least two days before the mech appeared. Megatron led him to his private berthroom.
"I was hoping you had survived the attack," Megatron said, motioning for the mech to sit on the berth. Megatron sat next to him. "You can take off the mask. There will be no secrets here."
"I do not know what you speak of Megatron," the mech said, sitting and retracting his mask. "My name is Optimus Prime."
"Don't try to fool me Orion Pax," Megatron chided. "I can see it in your optics. And your scent is the same."
"Yes, I am indeed Orion Pax. But my name is Optimus Prime now," Optimus insisted.
"That doesn't matter to me Orion. I wish to continue to meet with you," Megatron offered. "We can know each other better."
"Alright, for starters, why did you start this war?"
"My friend died in the mines. The High Council rigged it to collapse. Terminus was much older than me. He fell ill and I helped him, even taking his shifts to work. This caste system is tearing apart families and friends. I was taken from my own family when I was a sparkling. My creators were killed shortly after I was taken. The lower caste works for their lives while higher castes relax. They don't care that we suffer. I want them to feel the same pain we do. I was refused multiple times. I decided to use force in order for my voice to be heard."
"I had heard rumors, but I never knew they were real," Optimus said, getting closer. He could see the pain and suffering in those red optics. "I'm so sorry Megatron. As the new Prime, I will change everything for the better. I promise."
Megatron smiled gently, reaching up to trace those perfect lips. Before anyone knew what was happening, Megatron was kissing Optimus. The red and blue leaned down, laying down on his back. Megatron got on top, never breaking the kiss.
"I love you Orion," Megatron murmured against the kiss.
~~~000
"Yer goin' out again?" Ironhide asked.
"Yes I am. Is that a problem?" Optimus returned.
"Yer've been goin' out fer months. We are at war. What's more important that you keep leavin' us?" Ironhide pressed.
"That concerns none of you. If the question comes up again, tell the others I'm going to end this war," Optimus simply said, taking his leave.
Soundwave met up with the Prime, taking him to his leader. Megatron grinned and greeted the mech with a kiss. They met at least every other day. Soundwave took his leave, not even needing to be told. The silver mech pulled the slightly smaller to the berth.
"Megatron?" the Prime asked.
"Yes, what is it? Is something wrong?" Megatron replied.
"I've been wondering. Why does this war continue? We both have the same goals in mind. Can't we end it? I want to be with you everyday, but not with the fighting," Optimus said softly.
"You wish for the war to end? Very well. The war is now over," Megatron smirked. "Now, where were we from last time?"
~~~000
"Ratchet... hurry," Optimus whispered, breathing heavily.
The Prime was alone. Megatron was gone, helping those in need. He had a sudden pain in his spark and called for his medic. More unprocessed energon came up. The door to the large home opened. Ratchet filled Optimus' vision when the bot entered the washracks.
"Prime, what's wrong?" Ratchet asked.
"My spark hurts. Can't keep anything down," Optimus reported as Ratchet scanned him. The medic grew a smile. "Ratchet, quit smiling. This is serious."
"Indeed it is. A serious responsibility," Ratchet chuckled. "You're sparked Optimus."
"Sparked? I'm carrying life?" Optimus asked.
"Yes. Three healthy protoforms are developed nicely. Their sparks split into three, one for each sparkling. This is very rare. You are almost done carrying them," Ratchet said, beaming brightly. "I would say sometime within the next 2-3 weeks they'll be here."
"Thank you Ratchet," Optimus whispered.
Ratchet left the Prime to think things over. Megatron came home early from his job, stalking up to Optimus and hugging him from behind. Optimus turned and hugged back, bursting with joy.
"What has you all happy?" Megatron asked.
"Ratchet visited today. I was purging everything," Optimus said, his smile growing wider. "I'm sparked triplets. They'll be running around here in 2-3 weeks."
"I... I... I'm going to be a sire?" Megatron stuttered. He kissed his mate. "This is wonderful news. We're going to have a family."
"We must get ready. We have a short amount of time before they arrive," said Optimus.
"I shall send word out to some of my closest friends to help," said Megatron. "You mustn't stress yourself out. You can watch and do very little. We can use one of the rooms close to ours for the sparkling room. Then when they grow up they can have their own room. This house is large enough."
~~~000
Optimus collapsed, feeling liquid run down his thighs. Megatron was immediately at his side, hoisting him up. He commed Ratchet to prepare a room. Optimus gritted his teeth in pain, feeling his sparklings kick his fuel tank as they shifted. Megatron got to the hospital that was down the street in record time. Ratchet led them to a room and told his assistant, First Aid, to get the necessary tools in case something goes wrong. Optimus slightly arched in pain, his scream caught up in his throat.
It wasn't for a few hours until the first one landed in Ratchet's servos. The blue and silver mechling cried, sputtering up fluids. The second was quick to follow his brother, First Aid catching the red, blue, and white mechling in time. The third took his time, making Optimus suffer and pray that he came soon. Megatron whispered soothing words to his mate the entire time. Ratchet helped the third sparkling along, finally delivering the quiet purple and black mechling. Optimus went limp, breathing heavily and body covered in pain.
"You did good love," Megatron praised. "They're here now. They look so precious. We're creators now."
"It... it was worth it," Optimus panted, glancing over at his children.
"They're healthy seekerlings Optimus," Ratchet presented, bringing each sparkling to their creators. "All mechlings. You will have to feed them before you recharge."
"Thank you Ratchet, First Aid," Optimus thanked.
First Aid nodded and finished cleaning up. Optimus opened his chest to allow the oldest and youngest to feed. Megatron took the middle sparkling to feed using his own energon lines. Both smiled, looking at the precious life they had created.
"They are perfect Orion," Megatron whispered. "What shall we name them? I know this one should be named Starscream."
"I was thinking Thundercracker for the oldest and Skywarp for the youngest," Optimus said softly, tired from the whole process.
When the sparklings finished feeding, Megatron set them down to sleep. He pulled the berth to their side, keeping an optic on his sons. Optimus nodded off into recharge, desperately needing it. Megatron kissed his forehelm, watching his family.
~~~000
"Orion, I found you at last," Elita rejoiced, walking into the hospital room. "Ratchet told me you were here when I came for a checkup."
"Hello Elita One," Optimus greeted, his mask in place. He fiddled a bit with the energon line in his arm. Megatron had left to go get some energon for them both. "How are you?"
"I'm doing great Orion. But, why are you in here?" Elita asked, worry in her optics. The sparklings cried softly. "Oh Primus, who are they?"
"They are my sons. I had them yesterday," Optimus informed.
"Who's the sire? Did you frag someone and end up sparked? Are you even bonded? Weren't we suppose to bond?" Elita demanded, anger growing.
"I am the sire. Of course Optimus is bonded. He's my sparkmate," Megatron said, entering with two large cubes.
"You?! Didn't you start the war in the first place? What did you do to Orion?" Elita fumed, her voice raising, scaring the sparklings.
"Be quiet femme. You're scaring my sons. I did start the war, but only for my voice to be heard. Optimus agrees with my ways and ended the war. Now we are together," Megatron explained calmly, passing a cube to his weakened mate.
"Elita, I'm sorry, but you aren't the one for me. I love Megatron. Together we created wonderful sons that will do great things one day," Optimus said, optics hardening. "Now please leave. I wish to feed my sons in private. And they don't like you."
"You are very sick mech Orion. I don't know what I saw in you," Elita growled, stomping out of the room.
"Bah! Who does she think she is? It's no wonder why I despise femmes so much," Megatron muttered. "Now drink Orion. Our sons are hungry and you've been on that line since this morning when your body refused any fuel."
~~~000
"That's it Starscream. You can do it," Megatron encouraged, holding his servos out.
The small seekerling wobbled his way to his sire. He fell into black servos, giggling at his accomplishment. Megatron raised the sparkling above his helm, smiling proudly at his son. Thundercracker and Skywarp both walked with their carrier and "uncle" Soundwave. Starscream spent most of his time with his sire every chance he got. Megatron grew attached to the middle child, helping and praising him often.
"How old are they again?" Soundwave asked, his voice monotone as usual.
"They will be a few years old next week," Optimus answered. "They grow up fast. But that wouldn't surprise me. I hear seekers grow fast."
Megatron sat down and started rubbing his son's wings gently. They needed to be rubbed or else it caused them pain. The other two got the same attention, loving it. Starscream yawned and snuggled into his sire's chest, a small smile on his face.
"Look like it's time for their nap Orion," Megatron said, rocking his son. "I'll put them to berth. You two can continue talking."
Megatron gathered his sleeping sons and took them to their shared berth. Skywarp latched onto Thundercracker, but Starscream didn't want to let go of his sire. Megatron smiled, loving his son's eagerness to stay with him. Soon they would start school and find a place in the world, free of the caste system.
~~~000
"Carrier, sire, I'm home!" Starscream announced, walking into the main room.
The almost adult seeker was always the last home. He often stayed at the science school to review and study with his teachers. But today was different. Today he had a visitor with him. A large white shuttle loomed over the seeker, looking around at the place.
"In here Starscream," Megatron called from his office. The two entered. "Hello Starscream. Oh, you have a friend. And who is this?"
"I'm Skyfire. Starscream has talked a lot about you sir. We met at the science school. We're partners in many things," Skyfire introduced, bowing his helm slightly.
"Good to meet you Skyfire," said Megatron, shaking servos with the larger mech.
"Sire, we are going to study in my room. Is carrier around? I wish for him to meet Skyfire," said Starscream.
"I'm afraid your carrier had urgent business to attend to today. He won't be back until late tonight," said Megatron.
"That's fine. Maybe another day when he isn't busy," said Starscream, heading out of the room. "Come on Skyfire. We need to study if we want to be part of the off world exploration team to find new sources of energon."
Megatron shook his helm, smirking a bit. Starscream had found a love of science since he was a very small youngling. His brothers took to something else. Thundercracker studied to be a seeker/flier instructor at a school for younglings while Skywarp worked with the police force with Ironhide, Prowl, and Jazz. He was proud of his sons. And he knew Optimus was too. The next few days Starscream would be gone however. If he and Skyfire passed the test, which they would, they would be heading to a planet systems away to look for new energon sources.
Thundercracker and Skywarp teased Starscream about bringing mechs home already. Skyfire ignored them as they studied, even if it was true. He loved Starscream and vice versa. They made out yes. No one knew they were together however. Starscream planned to tell soon.
~~~000
"Skyfire! Skyfire, where are you?!" Starscream shouted over the loud winds of the planet. He continued searching the white, cold substance for the shuttle. "Skyfire!"
They had been searching on their assigned planet for the energon sources. A storm had separated the two, sending Skyfire crashing down to the land and buried. Starscream searched for hours, not finding a trace of the mech. He couldn't pick up his signal anywhere, the planet's weather effecting the tracer. Starscream eventually gave up, planning to have his carrier and sire send out a search party for the mech. He headed back to the spacebridge Shockwave made.
Upon arrival, the mech was accused by the teacher. Starscream tried to explain himself on why Skyfire was missing, but no one listened. Officers came in and arrested the seeker, Skywarp part of the team. Starscream pleaded with his brother to hear him out. Skywarp sent a message to his creators through the bond to go to the police headquarters.
"Sorry Star. I have to follow orders. Carrier and sire will help you. I sent them a message," said Skywarp.
"But I'm innocent. I didn't do anything," Starscream said, struggling against his cuffs as some were placed on his wings. "Stop! I didn't do anything! Skyfire needs my help!"
Starscream waited in his cell, wings and limbs bounded together. His sire was the first to appear, ordering Skywarp to get his brother to a room to talk. Optimus joined in later, looking at his imprisoned son. Starscream didn't dare look at either creator, too ashamed for being put in this situation. Megatron placed a servo on Starscream's servo, getting his attention.
"Starscream, what happened?" Megatron asked.
"Skyfire and I were assigned to a planet. A storm happened and it knocked Skyfire out of the sky. He's still on that planet, most likely dying from the cold. He's buried in that stuff. We have to rescue him sire. Please," Starscream begged, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I love him sire. He's depending on my help to get him. I can't do this alone."
"I'll talk with Prowl. From what he told me, you're being charged with murder. Without proper proof that you're innocent, you'll have to stay here," Optimus sighed. "I wish it were different my son. We'll do all that we can to find Skyfire and clear your name."
"Thank you carrier, sire," Starscream cried.
~~~000
"We haven't found him yet," Megatron said sadly. "Your trial is set for two days from now. We still have no proof that you're innocent. The judge will be pressing for guilty and they'll send you on death row. We've been trying to get rid of this punishment, but the High Council and the votes deny it. I'm trying my best."
"Thank you for everything sire," Starscream whispered, all energy gone from his body. "There's nothing anybody can do. Skyfire is gone and I'll be found guilty for murdering him."
Megatron looked away defeated. If he recalled right, if one of his sons died, then the other two died as well. He couldn't allow that. The days passed and Starscream was found guilty. An edited video of the exploration was shown, enforcing the plead. Now Starscream faced death row with his helm held high. Optimus tried his best to see that his son was innocent, but nothing. The day of execution was coming closer, making the whole family uneasy. Starscream said his goodbyes to his family on the day he was to be killed.
"Thank you sire. You've always been there for me. I know my brothers will die with me. I couldn't have asked for better creators," Starscream said, smiling softly.
"I love you Starscream. Never forget that. We'll see each other again one day," Megatron whispered, hugging his son for what seemed like the last time. Starscream embraced him and his carrier, thanking him as well. Optimus cried softly, not wishing to believe this was real.
"Don't cry carrier. Everything will be alright. My life was perfect. I couldn't of asked for anything else," Starscream said quietly. "I love you."
The seeker was lead up to the stand. His death was by electrocution to the spark, a very painful way of dying. Megatron couldn't even bare to see his son die. Just as the switch was to be flipped, a voice cried out. Shockwave ran up to Megatron and placed a servo on him.
"We've found him! Skyfire is alive and recovering from the extreme cold now," Shockwave said. "He told us what happened. The evidence video was incorrect. The storm knocked him out of the sky. Starscream is innocent."
"Thank Primus," Megatron rejoiced, smiling brightly.
"Thank you Shockwave," Optimus breathed.
~~~000
Skyfire and Starscream bonded shortly after he was released from the hospital. The weeks following led to tragedy. Megatron was killed by a hate group while helping out a homeless family. Word spread like wildfire across the planet. Starscream was the most devastated, locking himself up. The red, white, and blue even missed the burial, the pain too much for him. Instead, he worked on a formula that he had been testing to bring him back.
"Star, you haven't come out for days," Skyfire said from behind the seeker.
"I found a way to bring sire back. It's risky, given the chances of revival, but hopefully it'll work," Starscream said.
~~~000
Their broken family was fixed. Starscream had indeed revived his sire with his formula. Optimus was so happy to have his sparkmate back. Everything was perfect again. Never again would they be apart again.