Disclaimer:Transformers belongs to Hasbro, Takara, etc . The only thing in this that belongs to me is Arcee's sister.
Bulkhead found himself surrounded by crates of Energon as he woke up and saw that he was somehow on the Nemesis.
"Oh… My Head gasket," Bulkhead groaned as he stood up and held his servo on his helm and took note of his surroundings, "What the?! The 'Con's warship?!"
Still shocked by his surroundings, Bulkhead went to take another step back. But he stopped himself when he almost lost his footing. When he looked down, he saw clouds hiding the ground from site. He was up in the air. At least 3000 feet above any town in the entire world; let alone Jasper, Nevada. Had he continued to step backwards, that sore head gasket he was complaining about before was going to be the least of his worries. He'd be complaining of a sore…well, everything.
"Ratchet, don't ask how I got here, long story. Ratchet, do you copy?" Bulkhead asked into the commlink, he only got static as a response, "Oh, scrap."
Bulkhead realized that when it comes to his escape, he was on his own. Cautiously, he made his way out of the storage room and into the hallway. Slowly, his head whirled around, searching for any signs of Decepticon trouble. Getting caught by Decepticons roaming around the Nemesis was not on his bucket list.
"Stealthy, stealthy," Bulkhead said to himself as he walked around carefully, trying to not get caught.
He continued his cautious steps until he heard another series of footsteps. Immediately, he realized that it was Vehicons patrolling the ship. Quickly, he moved to find a hiding place. He went to hide where he came from. However, he found himself face planting the door.
When the Vehicons did come round, they walked by as though they didn't hear anything. Bulkhead had hidden behind a wall. And it was on easy task due to his…abnormally large size. He continued his sneaking around…until he bumped into someone. Thinking it was a Vehicons, he immediately whirled round with his blasters at the ready. What he came face to face with was worse then a Vehicon.
"Starscream?!" Bulkhead said with surprise and confusion as there was no way he could fly to the Nemesis without his T-Cog which he currently doesn't possess.
"Why is it when I return to my old stomping ground, I find an Autobot roaming the halls?!" Starscream asked in exasperation.
"Don't tell me you came crawling back to Megatron," Bulkhead said with anger.
"Hardly! Now out of my way!" Starscream snapped as he went to move out of the way.
"Scream, you've got to show me the way off this boat," Bulkhead pleaded.
"Sorry, too busy," Starscream said.
"Look, when you needed help," Bulkhead began with anger.
"As I recall, we bartered. So unless you have anything of value to offer me, step aside," Starscream said, refusing to help him.
"The exit Now!" Bulkhead said with anger.
"I may have give Arcee a free pass when she and I last met," Starscream said as he swipes Bulkhead in the chassis with one of the clawed digits of his right servo, causing him to stumble backwards, "But, I won't hesitate to skewer you as I did a certain Cliffjumper."
As Starscream said that, Bulkhead got real angry as Cliffjumper was one of his friends and was real pissed that he mentioned killing Cliffjumper to him.
Starscream's eyes widened in horror as Bulkhead transformed his servo into his wrecking ball mace and charged at him, roaring with anger. He was hit in the chassis and knocked backwards. He landed on his back a few feet from where he once stood. Bulkhead wasn't going to stop.
"Perish, Bulkhead!" Starscream snarled as he transformed his servos into blasters.
Bulkhead jumped towards Starscream as the blasters didn't phase Bulkhead, he then continued to beat him, wanting him to go offline.
"This is for Cliffjumper! For Bumblebee! For everything!" Bulkhead snarled as he punched him for both Autobots that he mentioned while threatening him and then came the final blow.
He then looked at Starscream's corpse and then at his wrecking ball mace with horror, as he realized what he's done, killed a cybertronian, if it was a Vehicon it would be another story as most Cybertronians believe that Vehicons were sparkless and had no spark while in fact they do.
"You left me no choice," he muttered as he stood back up, wondering if it was all worth it.
24 hours earlier
"What I would not give to have wings again," Starscream groaned as he roamed the same stone arch where he fought Arcee months ago and found the Decepticon ship that once stored the immobilizer, "Ah, just as I left it, the Harbinger. Things are finally looking up."
As he got inside the ship, he couldn't find anything of value inside, pissing him off.
"Oh, really?! Not one scrap of Energon!" He growled in frustration as he pounded something nearby.
Hearing some clanging, Starscream looked around to see a door open. Immediately, he recognized the work. It was a laboratory… Filled with cloning technology. "A laboratory?" He said as he typed some commands into the computer, causing each area of the bodies or Protoforms in front of him to light up"And it's functional. Protoforms."
Bulkhead was driving around an area on patrol. It was peaceful and quiet. Very much like Jasper, Nevada. However, he was surrounded by desert like he normally was that would result in him picking sand out of his articulators for a month. He was surrounded by lovely green pastures and trees, when his scanner detected a signal and glanced at his scanner and saw that he was picking up an Energon signal.
"Bulkhead to base. Picked up a strong reading, I'm gonna go check it out," He said as he drove off the road toward the origin of the Energon signal.
An idea forming in Starscream's processor, as he glanced at the formula on his computer.
"Let's see. Transference of binary bonding, submolecular infusion, the formula seems straightforward enough," Starscream said to himself, "Well, my little lumps of clay, you look like you're ripe for the molding. Let's give cloning a whirl, shall we?"
Bulkhead transformed when he reached the signal and looked around. At first, he saw nothing. Then he saw a giant crater in the middle of the clearing. Looking down, he guessed that there was Energon down there.
"No sign of activity," Bulkhead observed.
That was when he went to climb down the crater towards the Energon below. Something as massive as a find like this wasn't something they saw everyday.
Who was he to not take advantage of it?
Without wincing, Starscream stich a syringe in his arm and watched the glowing blue Energon fill the container. When it was full, he injected it into the cloning machine. His Genetic material, namely his CyberNeuclicAcid or C.N.A, the Cybertronian version of D.N.A and his form filled the screen as electricity cackled all around him as he started laughing evilly with glee.
"Give me life!" Starscream roared as he flipped the switch.
The protoforms inside began to tense and tremble as they took the shape of their creator. Eventually, the electricity died down and they stepped out of their tubes. Six clones. All looking like their creator.
"Ah, like minded company at last," Starscream smirked.
Bulkhead continued to climb down the crater towards the signal he picked up. When he was a few feet above it, he looked down and saw Energon stored in crates at the bottom of the hole.
"Energon? Boxed and ready for pickup?" Bulkhead said with surprise.
He then looked up and saw trouble as the Decepticon warship, the Nemesis appeared above the hole.
"Scrap," he cursed.
Hurriedly, he continued to make his way down towards the Energon. There was one reason why he couldn't take some for himself. The Autobots were running low. However, Bulkhead slipped and lost his footing.
He went to grab a rock ledge. But that crumbled under his tight, strong grip. Screaming, Bulkhead fell the last few feet before landing amongst the boxes. Unconscious, he was powerless in his escape as the elevator came down on him. Just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared back up into the Nemesis…
Taking Bulkhead with it.
And thus the series of events were set in motion.
"Esteemed members of my Armada, you now stand upon the very precipice of glory, to meet the destiny which I so tenaciously worked toward," Starscream began.
"Dynamic leadership of the Decepticons," one of the clones finished, Surprising Starscream.
"Eh, uh, I am delighted to hear that we are on the same page," Starscream chuckled nervously.
"We are as one, Commander," Another clone said.
"We share your memories…" Another clone added.
"Your very feelings…" Another of the clones said.
"Even your insatiable quest for power," another of the clones said, finishing their thoughts.
"I see," Starscream said after clearing his throat.
Satisfied with his work, Starscream, with his clones, walked out of The Harbinger and through the stone arch. A plan was beginning to form in Starscream's Processor. And it was the perfect plan.
"Fortunately, The Harbinger's tracking systems have remained synced with the Decepticon warship. Of course, we shall require a means of reaching them," Starscream said.
Startled when he heard the familiar sound, Starscream quickly turned around. When he did, he saw that his clones had transformed into their vehicle mode. Starscream was surprised. He doesn't even have a T-Cog anymore due to M.E.C.H. How are they able to possess the ability to transform?!
"You can transform?!" Starscream gasped in surprise before quickly catching himself, "Of course you can. How else can you fly to the ship? That was a test. Of which, you all passed. Now take flight and snuff Megatron's accursed spark!"
Without saying another word, the clones took to the skies. Their mission was given. They must obey their master and do his will.
Starscream just stood where he was in glee. Finally, he had another chance to destroy Megatron and take leadership of the Decepticon cause. He only hoped that something didn't go wrong.
Bulkhead moaned as he pushed himself to his feet using the Energon crates.
"My head gasket," Bulkhead groaned as he stood up and held his servo on his helm.
And that was when it all began.
"Spread out. Keep to the shadows," one clone advised as they hid behind a wall in the warship.
"Any one of us is an instant target aboard this warship!" one of the clones objected.
"But to be seen together would sacrifice the element of surprise," another clone stated.
"Whoever manages to find Megatron first, report your position!" another of the clones instructed.
Satisfied with their job delegations, they all split up to search for Lord Megatron. One of the clones continued down the hallway they had come down from before. Walking backwards, he glanced around for trouble. That one clone was right. Starscream was an instant target about the warship. Megatron wants him dead. And he would not hesitate to kill them if they were caught roaming the halls. Nervously, he backed away when he thought he heard trouble…
Only to walk into more.
"Starscream?!" Bulkhead cried in surprise.
"I cannot wait to savor the vivid details of Megatron's demise," Starscream said with glee.
Then he began whimpering. They weren't the usual whimpers of fear. Rather, they were whimpers of pain. But there was no one around to hit him. Confused at first, he eventually realized that it was almost like a spark bond. He could feel his clone's pain.
"What is happening?!" Starscream cried.
"This is for Cliffjumper! For Bumblebee! For everything" he heard Bulkhead say through his bond with his clone that encountered Bulkhead that was currently being terminated by the Wrecker.
Starscream falls to his pedes as he screamed in pain and held his helm with his servos, "My genetic code provides my clones with a T-Cog I no longer possess and all I get is their agony?!"
Quickly, Bulkhead hid Starscream's body so everything wouldn't be discovered. If Megatron discovered that an Autobot was aboard his warship…well, there's no need to ponder what he already knew. When he walked out of the hole in which he hid the remains of Starscream's clone, he found what he had been looking for.
"A comm unit!" Bulkhead cheered as he ran towards it and began using it, "Bulkhead to base! Do you read?! Do you copy?! …Stupid 'Con tech! Is this thing even on?!"
Bulkhead's tampering had set off a series of alarms that alerted the Vehicons. Immediately, the vehicons began running from their respective stations to battle. Bulkhead moaned as he placed his massive hands over his audio receptors. Luckily, he pressed a button that caused the alarms to cease and desist instantly. Slumping against the comm unit before him, he let out a long sigh of relief. However, he couldn't relax for long. Quickly, he took off running just as three Vehicons walked into the room. Looking around, they saw no one there…no one aside from another Starscream clone.
Unlike the original Starscream, he didn't lie. Instead, he began whimpering in fear and began running.
"Halt!" a Vehicon called as they ran after him.
Bulkhead took off running, leaving the beeping computer…
"A Decepticon beacon," Airachnid observed, "At last…"
Without a second thought, she transformed and landed outside the same stripped mind where she attempted to have an Insecticon kill Megatron. It was also where she had another chance to end the spark of Arcee until Starscream took that chance away from her.
"Devoted servants, the time has come for the ultimate retribution," Airachnid proclaimed.
As soon as she said those words, trouble awakened.
"Optimus, no word yet from Bulkhead, but I am detecting some rather curious subterranean frequencies," Ratchet told Optimus from the Cybertronian Computer system.
"Of Earthy origin?" Optimus inquired as he, Bumblebee, Arcee and Chromette approached him.
"I do not yet know what they are. But I do know where," Ratchet reported as he typed a few commands into the Cybertronian Computer system.
"The coordinates of where we last encountered Megatron," Optimus said as he saw the location on one of the Cybertronian Computer System's monitors.
"And Airachnid," Arcee snarled.
"And Airachnid's insecticon," Ratchet added, with anger as well.
"Could it be other Insecticons?" Chromette asked.
"You're possibly correct, Chromette," Optimus said. "And I have a feeling you are."
Many Insecticons broke out of their stasis pods with loud roars. Each of them had a mission to complete for their mistress. One they were eager to do.
"Arise, my armada, And Attack!" Airachnid instructed.
The Insecticons know of Airachnid's intentions. They knew what she wanted. They knew that she wanted Megatron dead and to take over the Decepticons. Since they were under her spell, they were more than happy to obey her request. Each of them transformed and flew out of the mine towards the skies above.
Above them, Optimus, Bumblebee, Arcee and Chromette appeared out of a Ground Bridge portal.
"We are in all likelihood witnessing the launch of a mission to terminate Megatron," Optimus observed.
"I can't think of a reason to stop that even if we could,' Arcee said.
"But we can stop Airachnid," Optimus said before activating his battle mask before transforming his servos into hos blasters, Bumblebee, Arcee and Chromette followed and aimed their blasters at Airachnid who stood below them.
Airachnid looked up and saw the Autobots behind her, "Rear guard, engage the Autobots," she instructed.
Many Insecticons appeared from the rear guard and commenced open fire. The four Autobots were barely able to shield themselves from each blaster shot. Looking up, Airachnid was almost satisfied with the work of the Insecticons. However, her satisfaction was quick to disappear when she saw her enemy, Arcee transform into her alternate mode and jumped down towards her.
Quickly, Airachnid transformed into her six-legged robot form and began her hasty retreat. Arcee was just as quick to follow her. Too many times, she had lost her. This time, she wasn't going to slip through their fingers again and that's a promise.
Optimus Bumblebee and Chromette saw that the Insecticons were going to chase them. Well…not on their watch. They began shooting them down and destroying them. Not that it was a hard thing to do. These Insecticons were weaker than the sentries that remained on Cybertron.
But it didn't mean they were going to give up.
"Stealthy. Stealthy," Bulkhead chided as he crawled through the Nemesis's service duct before noticing Megatron walk by in the corridors.
"Lord Megatron," A vehicon said on the Nemesis's comms system, contacting Megatron.
"Yes, what is it?" Megatron asked.
"An intruder," the Vehicon answered.
"Autobot?" Megatron asked.
"Starscream," the Vehicon corrected, shocking Bulkhead who sworn that he killed him, "He was last seen in the vicinity of the Bridge."
As Airachnid was fleeing from Arcee, the Arachnicon looked back and saw the blue femme in her alternate mode racing towards her, who was hit by blaster fire by one of the Insecticons that were protecting Airachnid, she then used her side-view mirrors to see the Insecticons chasing her and as they fired their blasters towards her, she evaded each blast and the Insecticon crashed into a tree so bad, it destroyed its wings and it ended up crashing a few feet ahead of her into Airachnid.
"No!" Airachnid cried as the Insecticon crash landed in front of her.
Arcee transformed as she came to a stop near the ledge and saw Airachnid tumble down and watched Airachnid burrow herself into the ground as a means of escape.
"Underground, there's a surprise," Arcee said sarcastically as she approached the hole before transforming her servos back into her blasters and jumping down the hole following Airachnid to avenge Tailgate.
Megatron arrived at the vicinity of the bridge…only to be surprised. Vehicons were sprawled on the floor so busted up that there were sparks coming out of them. This somewhat amused him. How could Starscream do damage like that?
Megatron aimed his Fusion cannon forward as he walked into the bridge…only to see Starscream standing before the controls acting as though he owned the place. Megatron had to admit. Starscream was a coward and a brilliant strategist. But…he had some brass bearings with certain situations.
"Megatron, it has come time to settle old scores," the main clone said.
"Really, Starscream? All on your own?" Megatron asked as he laughed.
"Actually," the other three clones said in unison as they came out of hiding, aiming their missile at the warlord.
"Clones? Well played, Starscream, if you're even here among your underlings," Megatron complimented.
"Underlings?" One of the clones repeated in offense, "We are as one."
"Though many," another clone added.
"Bring me Starscream's head on a stick and I will reward you as my second-in-command, all of you," Megatron promised.
"No! You are trying to trick us!" One of the clones cried.
"Am I?" Megatron asked with a smirk.
"Is he?" another clone asked the rest of them.
"Accept my proposal, and we all win. Otherwise, you will merely end up terminating each other to get the spoils. It is your nature, after all," Megatron smirked.
"Don't listen to him!" One of the clones warned the rest.
"Prepare to perish at my hand," another clone said.
"Our hands!" The other three clones corrected.
"Yes, only our combined firepower will assure Megatron's destruction," the main clone proclaimed.
"Take aim!" Another clone said.
Then he heard the sound buzzing from creatures that were all too familiar to them. Many relished them. Many dreaded them. They all knew what it was: Insecticons.
"Do you hear that?" One of the clones asked the others.
"Ignore! Fire on three. One! Two!" The clone began counting down.
However, their counting ended as they felt the ship shake beneath their feet and around them. It sent the Starscream clones hurtling towards the ground.
"What was that?" One of the clones demanded as he looked up only to see Megatron aiming his Fusion cannon at him.
"The sound of the tables turning," Megatron answered casually.
One of the clones screamed in horror at the sight of his fellow clone dying under Megatron's servo. The two clones standing next to him were killed as well. It only left him. His only prayer was that he didn't die as well.
Starscream clutched his midsection plating, crying in pain at each bolt of pain. He thought that the pain he felt when the first clone died would be it. However…he was wrong.
"What is going on up there?!" He roared.
The beaten Starscream clone were moaning and whimpering as he went to crawl away, his body burning in pain from the injuries Megatron inflicted on him.
"Exterminating you was so gratifying the first three times," Megatron remarked, taunting him.
Suddenly there was a loud crashing sound, distracting Megatron.
Taking his chance, the Starscream clone ran away while Megatron was distracted by the ongoing Insecticon attack outside. With a shrug, Megatron turned around and to see what was going on and saw Insecticons flying towards the warship.
"Airachnid. What a busy day for assassins," he remarked.
Bumblebee raced towards the oncoming Insecticon bug. He was getting annoyed. So he jumped up and kicked the Insecticon so bad, it lost trajectory and crashed to the ground below with Optimus and Chromette assisting in its destruction. The three stood over the fallen Insecticon. That was the last one. Now they had one thing to worry about.
And that was Arcee.
"Arcee?" Chromette called, worrying about her twin sister and fellow team mate, Optimus called after her too as they looked at the hole Airachnid made with her spider leg, when she burrowed downwards a while ago.
Arcee, walked around the underground cave with her blaster replacing one of her servos, and kept turning left and right while Airachnid stood on a wall nearby, charging her blaster, which was part of the palm of her servos.
Megatron casually walked onto the roof of the Nemesis. Numerous Vehicons fell by fatal blasts from the Insecticon blasters. Despite their best attempts, none of the shots hit Megatron and killed him. Megatron, however, never missed when he fired at the many Insecticons in the air with his Fusion cannon. Albeit, he took some Vehicons with him.
As Arcee continued to walk around the underground cave, she stopped as she noticed the stasis pods, which some Insecticons still slept within. She transformed her right servo into her other blaster and as she approached one of the Insecticon stasis pods, she saw Airachnid's reflection from behind and squinted her optics as she saw Airachnid's reflection.
Airachnid started to open fire on the blue femme, who dodged the blaster fire from Airachnid and took cover behind an Insecticon stasis pod, Airachnid continued to shoot the blue two-wheeler as she took cover. Arcee fired back at Airachnid as the Arachnicon stopped firing. Arcee's blaster fire caused Airachnid to fall to the ground.
"When you extinguish my spark, make it hurt," Airachnid told her as Arcee approached her, aiming her blasters at the Arachnicon, "You know I would extend that courtesy to you."
"I'm not like you," Arcee told her.
"Very well," Airachnid said before jumping towards her.
Arcee immediately jumped away and deployed her arm blades and saw an opened stasis pod and a plan started forming in her processor. Arcee blocked Airachnid's attacks from her spider legs with her arm blades, as she put both of her arms next to each other blocking another attack from Airachnid's spider limbs, she staggered backwards. She then ran towards her and kicked her twice in the chassis, causing Airachnid to walk backwards a little and accidentally stepped on the stasis pod. Airachnid glanced at Arcee as she heard beeping from the Stasis pod.
"No!" Airachnid cried as the stasis pod closed, cutting one of her limbs as it closed.
Arcee couldn't help but watch as Airachnid struggled to escape trying to escape the inevitable as Arachnid was frozen and put to sleep by the Stasis pod she was encapsulated within.
Meanwhile back on top of the Nemesis, as Megatron continued to shoot the Insecticons with his Fusion cannon, he saw one of them fall behind him, other Insecticons followed as they all surrounded him on top of the ship and went to strike him, as Megatron aimed his Fusion cannon at one of them but the Insecticon then stopped as the Insecticon knew what he was doing was wrong, the other Insecticons followed as they stopped their attacks.
"Forgive us, one true Lord and Master," all of the Insecticons said at the same time in unison.
"This day has certainly seen its share of thwarted intentions," Megatron remarked slightly amused.
Bulkhead jumped out of the service duct and landed in the engine room. Honestly, he was getting frustrated. He has spent far too long aboard this ship. Too many times he had almost died under the Servos of the Decepticons, but that's something he expected due to the war. But on their stomping grounds?! That was considerably rare. Especially since they brought the war to Earth. But…there's one thing for certain. He wasn't going to join the Autobots who died here. Aboard this very ship.
"One way or another, I'm getting off this boat," Bulkhead stated as he transformed his right servo into his wrecking ball mace, he jumped down towards the engine of the Nemesis and smashed it.
"Now what?!" Megatron said as he was surprised when he heard the explosion and saw the black smoke. Slowly, the Nemesis began its unscheduled descent to the Earth below.
When Bulkhead ran out towards the entrance of the Nemesis, he was surprised. He ran into another one of the Starscream clones, surprising him and knew that something fishy was going on.
"Out of my way!" the Starscream clone snarled as he transformed and flew out of the Nemesis.
Struggling to find stable ground, Megatron stumbled into the control room. One opf the Vehicons turned to the warlord.
"My liege, our power cord has been compromised," the Vehicon reported.
"Prepare for landing," Megatron instructed.
And land, they did. It was a rough landing as their engine shorted out. The Nemesis skidded on the ground before coming to a stop on the edge of a cliff. While Bulkhead exited the Nemesis in his alternate mode, luckily for the Wrecker, none of the Decepticons noticed his presence or his departure. One thing that Bulkhead did was make one quick escape away from the warship. He had spent too long fighting for survival aboard the Nemesis and wasn't going to spend any second longer than necessary aboard the warship.
As Optimus, Bumblebee, Arcee and Chromette returned to base, Arcee showed Ratchet Airachnid, frozen in stasis and was surprised like everyone else.
"Stasis," Ratchet remarked, "She deserves worse."
"I intended worse more times than you know," Arcee told the medic.
"What made you choose not to extinguish her spark?" Chromette asked her twin sister, wondering what changed her mind.
"I'm not sure, Chrome," Arcee answered.
"Could it be Jack?" Chromette asked her.
Arcee looked at her with confusion, "What do you mean?"
"I mean your feelings for him?" Chromette clarified.
"I don't have feelings for him," Arcee said, lying and her sister saw right through the lie.
Chromette folded her arms, "Yeah, like I'm gonna believe that, Cee," she said sarcastically, "I've seen the way you look at him."
"All right, Chromette!" Arcee admitted, realizing there was no point in denying it to her sister anymore, "But me and him can't be together. I'll outlive him."
"You both could if he becomes a Cybertronian and I have a feeling that Ratchet is figuring out a way to turn him into a Cybertronian so he can be with you," Chromette said, "I'd recommend you to admit your feeling to him tomorrow."
"Okay, Chrome I will tell him tomorrow," Arcee told her sister.
"Your sister is correct, Arcee, you should admit your feeling to him. I won't hold anything against it. In fact, I believe that He has the potential to become the next Prime, if he became a cybertronian," Optimus told her, before turning to Airachnid who was frozen in stasis,"You are stronger for the choice you made."
Suddenly they all heard a series of horns as Bulkhead drove into the base, "Guys you are not gonna believe the day I had," Bulkhead said after transforming, but he then noticed Airachnid frozen in stasis, "Oh, you too huh?"
Starscream waited silently inside the safe confines of The Harbinger remains. After feeling the pain of the demise of his other four clones, he was waiting for the sole survivor to return for its progress report.
Was Megatron's spark terminated?
Or was he still around for another day?
"Lord Starscream, your most loyal servant has returned," the clone decreed as he walked into the laboratory and prepared to fire a missile at its creator, "But I regret to inform you that our collective mission has failed."
"Hmmm, yes. I got that sense. Something to do with the throbbing ache in my side!" Starscream snarled as he whirled around and fired a missile at his clone, wincing in pain as he felt the missile hit his clone as he walked over and stood on his chassis.
"You knew I would attempt to terminate you," the clone said, weakly.
"I feel your pain. Really I do," Starscream snarled as he aimed his final missile and fired it at the clone's spark chamber.
"Aah! Scrap that hurt!" He yelled as he felt the pain from offlining the final clone of his Armada.
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