Clarity
Part 1/?
With Cyberverse Season 3 episodes online early, I got a sneak peak at Starscream's fate. I decided to give him a future in this short story.
Transformers Cyberverse belongs to Has/Tak.
Starscream knew where he was.
The Allspark Realm, the source of all life on Cybertron, and a conduit to Primus himself. He had been here before, and he remembered it vividly. He stood along a purple bridge of energy, surrounded by an endless swirling vortex of chaotic blue energy, as if he was within a Space Bridge. He had been here before, he had tried to escape his fate before, with disastrous results.
He remembered insanity. The result of the trauma from his rash attempt to return to life. He was convinced that he was meant to end the war, and while that had always been his goal, to get rid of of Megatron and Optimus, and allow the Great War to finally end, but his deranged mind took things a few steps further, and thought universal peace could be created by ending the lives of all Cybertronians. He didn't want that, he'd never wanted that!
The memories of what happened after he resurfaced surged through his mind, and he was presented with several images.
He saw himself as a Quintesson judge, even a psychotic Decepticon like Vortex could never imagine allying himself with those pit-spawned sons of Quintus. It saddened Starscream to know that in the end, this was how he'd be remembered, not just as an insane genocidal traitor, but as an enemy of their race, as an abomination. Starscream would never show it, but he felt almost disturbed. His life felt foreign to him, as if it was never meant to be this way, and he had been steered off course. He hated this feeling.
Then an image of his old friend Jetfire showed up. He remembered their early years at the academy, and how shy he'd been before he met Jetfire. The mech had helped him become popular at the Academy, and how did he pay him back for that? By aiding his mortal enemy Sky-Byte in their fight, simply to distract the Autobots and Decepticons. He tried to convince himslef that jetfire deserved it as an Autobot, but Jetfire was willing to trust him enough to accept his Allspark upgrade, perheps he could've inevitably been swayed to Starscream's side had the seeker been less fragged up.
A final image appeared in his head, of his Seekers, his loyal Seekers. Those soldiers had followed him since the beginning of the war, and looking at their gunmetal grey bodies floating in the air resulted in an intense and unexpected pang of guilt, regret, and sorrow in his spark.
"No..N-no... Why... What did I do...? What have I done?" He murmured. Starscream was a difficult mech to impress, mostly because that sense of awe often turned into jealousy, but even he was amazed by the absolute loyalty and admiration the Seekers held for him. He had thrown everything away, and now things were different. Now, he was alone...
He was interrupted a trio of multicolored Sparks zooming past, no doubt on their way back to the Allspark, either to be reborn as a new life to exit the Well or to live in the Allspark with the rest of the dead. He suddenly realized that he wasn't just anywhere, he was in the land of the dead. If he wished to reunite with his former comrades, perhaps now he had the opportunity...