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Now, on with the mystery of Starscream.

Memory Extraction activated – waiting instructions.

As Starscream lied on the berth, his body limp and his mind and memories being downloaded, Optimus, Ratchet and Wheeljack looked on. The source of their attention: The screen that was playing back all that Ratchet dug through. With different commands the machine would go to different parts of the Seeker's mind, searching, hunting.

"He is going to remember this, isn't he?" Wheeljack asked as he folded his arms and looked on.

Ratchet nodded, "He remembered the last views," He turned a knob here and there, glancing up at the screen. They were taking a private ride into Starscream's past which even he didn't realize he had.

The first thing they witnessed was Starscream standing beside Megatron. This was not to be unexpected. They were standing in a room that was rather decorated and looked out across miles of land. He and Megatron were having a conversation. Optimus recognized it immediately. It was before the civil wars on Cybertron. He deducted that Starscream had been at his side ever since the beginning of the wars.

Starscream twitched on the berth, causing Wheeljack to startle and look down, "Is he supposed to do that?"

"He does, every once in a while," Ratchet answered, "It's I guess his normal body reacting to the memory flood,"

"But is that good?" Wheeljack asked.

Ignoring his friend's question, Ratchet growled, "Damn I wish we had audio for this," Ratchet grumbled.

Optimus watched with firm optics as the screen went dark as the computer searched for another memory to pick up. As it did, the room lit up again as it showed Starscream and Megatron flying over the cities. There were a few others with them and they were all in robot form. They may have been looking for something, or they may have been planning, but because there was no sound, no one knew for sure.

Clips played out on the screen, more often than not, they watched as Starscream was continually abused and tormented by Megatron. Although they couldn't hear anything, the violence that played out before them was more than convincing. It made them all wonder why he even stuck by him in the first place. More than once in a day did Starscream meet the business end of Megatron's fusion cannon, but seemed to survive every shot almost unscathed.

"You'd think he'd give up and leave the tyrant, no?"

Twitch.

"What I want to know is…" Optimus put a finger in thought to his chin, "This is before the battle at Tyger Pax, so this is before the civil war. Megatron was this mean to him then, although no one knew about it,"

"Apparently Megatron was a disaster waiting to happen, Optimus," Wheeljack piped up, watching the abuse and cringing, "Seems he has always been this ruthless creature even then,"

"If Starscream had said anything, then we would have been able to stave off the attacks and possibly be forewarned about Megatron's deceit."

Twitch, twitch.

"Maybe he was threatened with his life? You know how proud that mech is – was – whatever."

"Oh, trust me, he's just as proud as always," Optimus smirked at Wheeljack.

Memory recall state – Allspark disappearance.

Bad sector of memory – salvaging.

Ratchet turned a knob slightly and it showed the Seeker flying over Tyger Pax. He was apparently headed somewhere, then the screen went black. A few seconds later, the screen came to life with the battle of Tyger Pax as it played out. If a Cybertronian could be heartbroken, he would be right now. As the Seeker flew overhead, firing here and there, it showed him never directly being the result of the femme's disappearance or what had happened to Bumblebee. It also showed that he wasn't there a whole lot, only glimpses of the battle before the Allspark was shot into space. The screen went dark once again.

Starscream twitched yet again, his arm moving out and then down again, going limp. Wheeljack raised an optic ridge in question at the movement.

It lit up with him standing around a group of Decepticons. He had been talking to them, and there seemed to be a few angered in the meeting. They were discussing the retrieval of the Allspark, perhaps. Although Starscream did not want to retrieve Megatron, the rest of the Decepticons didn't like his idea of leaving him to rot, because one of them attacked Starscream. The screen went dark before any other video could be played of those events.

Memory block irretrievable – possible cause – damaged.

Ratchet snorted and fiddled again, wanting to go deeper, "There's more to this mech than meets the eye, Optimus,"

"How far back can you go?"

"We will just have to find out, won't we?" Ratchet gave a small grin to his leader and looked back at the screen.

Memory recall state – Youngling.

The screen came to life with 2 other young Seekers. The two were sitting beside Starscream talking. What they were talking about was anyone's guess, but they seemed calm. None of them had faction symbols, indicating that there was no war to be had at the time. Optimus let out a sigh. He remembered those days. When he and Lord High Protector Megatron watched over the peaceful planet. Neither ratchet, nor Wheeljack missed the longing look on Optimus' faceplates. They all missed those days.

Twitch.

Suddenly new words appeared on the screen.

WARNING: Unrecalled memory found – Firewalled.

This time Starscream seemed to convulse, his back arching from the berth as his arms flailed, causing everyone to suddenly go for him and hold him down. It took nearly all of Optimus' weight and strength to hold down the Seeker's mid section.

"What's going on!?" Wheeljack asked, holding onto one of the Seeker's arms.

A firewalled memory? How was that possible? No one had ever had their own memories firewalled before. Ratchet twisted his face in disgust and irritation, "This is new,"

Ratchet let go of the legs he was holding and walked back to the machine. Why had the one caused such a violent outburst from the young Seeker?

"Never in my time of ever doing this has that occurred," He looked at the still convulsing Starscream, deciding it was best to administer some sedative. Even though he wasn't awake, he was fighting, but why?

"You're the doc, doc, what's the news?"

"It seems Starscream has memories that are firewalled," His voice was more in thought than just blurting out information.

"Since when are memories firewalled?" Wheeljack asked, then glanced down at the young Seeker, "unless they're hiding something,"

"If he's hiding something, even he doesn't know it's hidden,"

"Can you break down the firewall?" Optimus asked, curious as to these new developments.

"I can try with the machine first, Optimus, if not, I will have to go in manually," Ratchet replied, pressing a few buttons on the machine

WARNING: Silent Memory is Firewalled – attempt to destroy will result in complete memory loss in sector – continue?

Well that is not what Ratchet wanted to see. What was so secret that his memory would be destroyed if the firewall was breached? He could possibly get around it, knowing the inner workings of all Cybertronians he also had a few secrets up his own proverbial sleeve as he glanced at Optimus, "With your permission, sir," He asked.

Optimus puckered his optic ridges and frowned, "Can you without destroying the memory?"

"All these millennia and you still doubt me? Optimus, I'm insulted," The medic mocked as he gave Optimus a small smile and then looked back at Starscream. His eyes then diverted to Wheeljack, "Well, be happy you're here, I need your help for this,"

"What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to connect to him here," he reached down next to Starscream's head and removed a panel from it, "You se that green port? Plug into it, but do not do anything or access it quite yet,"

Wheeljack looked down at the Seeker, then back to Ratchet, "Very well," he reached into his wrist and pulled a slender white wire and then hooked it into said port.

"Beware of the backlash, Wheeljack, are you ready?" Wheeljack nodded.

Ratchet reached to the other side of the panel and searched for another port, connecting to it, his optics dimmed a moment then went bright again, "Ok, on my mark, I want you to bypass the other sectors and go straight to the firewalled one and when I say, access it." Another nod.

"Mark," Ratchet's and Wheeljack's optics went dim for a few seconds and then both came back quickly thereafter. When it was done Ratchet glanced at the screen.

WARNING: Silent Memory Firewall disabled – continue?

"Alright, disconnect," Ratchet unhooked his own wire while Wheeljack did the same. Both set the wires back where they belonged, "Thanks, I hadn't expected this,"

Wheeljack stood back near Optimus, who seemed nervous as ever.

Ratchet hit a button on the machine and the screen fizzled out. A few seconds later, they were gazing upon a nearly empty silver planet. It was clean, barely built, as if it was as new as being just born into the solar system it inhabited. Wait, silver? There was no smoke, no smog no nothing, the stars over the planet were bright as the eyes of the Seeker went over it. Also in the optic range of the Seeker was another planet close by, it was darker than the silver one. It was as if he was examining the land for the first time. Before anything could say anything, however, they saw something peculiar. There were those around that no one in the room recognized.

Optimus had thought he had met every Cybertronian that had ever been sparked – until now. His furrowing optic ridges showed how he was scrutinizing the mech as if trying to place him, "Hmm,"

"Who's this?" Wheeljack asked, pointing to the three new Cybertronians on the screen. - All of the unknown mechs gave them the feeling that this was monumental. Optimus could have sworn he knew - or knew of the one who stood further to the right. He swore he had seen him before, even if it was from a long gone memory. But who were the other two?

"Hell if I know," Ratchet responded. He reached over and paused the memory extraction. It happened to pause on a behemoth of a machine, standing there looking around. He looked old… really old. No one had ever seen designs like him before. In the center of his chest was a giant orb, which glowed a slightly blue, mixed with red. The mech in question looked noble and wise.

"Slag, I wish we had audio," Ratchet grumbled once again. Yes, Audio would definitely help in this situation.

Little had they known, they were now looking upon one of the ancients of Cybertron. Standing there on the screen was one of the lost myths along with all of the others and even Primus himself. There was a reason for the physical outburst, and a reason for the firewall, and a reason that if it was messed with, the memory would be erased. Secrets that were meant to remain as such… secrets. That is why it was called a 'Blind Memory'… he wasn't supposed to remember.

Stepping into this new memory was like inventing a new machine. It would answer a lot of questions as to who Starscream really was and what he was doing with these unfamiliar mechs.

Anyone want to guess as to who Starscream is seeing in his memory? Cookies to those who get it right! :D

Next Chappy: We find out about this new mysterious Starscream!