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Ch. 2

Shaba continued to wait in the medical bay, her thoughts a confusing jumble. "What the slag is going on here?!" she just shook her head and shut her optics.

Then, she heard the door to the medical bay quickly open and quickly looked up in that direction. Two large figures, definitely Cybertronian mechs, entered the room and motioned Shaba to follow them to wherever they were headed, hopefully they could answer her many questions.

Shaba leapt off of the table and followed the two large figures down a long and bare corridor. It was also quite cold, sending chills through Shaba as she quickly walked to keep up with the two. She thought it strange that they said not even one word to her. They also looked battle-worn, their armor covered in scratches and dents. She saw symbols etched on their armor, but had no idea what side they were on, the Autobots or the Decepticons. She then thought that they were from a neighboring system, knowing that there were those similar to Cybertronians and several derivatives of them, as well.

They continued to walk down several long corridors and up a lift, then yet another corridor, until they reached a large door. One of the two mechs punched in a code and the door opened into a large room filled with computers and other high-tech looking equipment. Shaba just stared in awe; this must've been some sort of operations base…but where?

Shaba then saw another Cybertronian, sitting and looking at one of the monitors, back turned to her. She saw two large wings protruding from his back…bearing the purple insignia of the Decepticons.

Shaba gave a small gasp of fear and surprise "Why did it have to be the Decepticons that found me...why couldn't it have been the Autobots, instead?" she thought. Shaba was a neutral, but she'd thought about joining the Autobots, seeing that the Decepticons were little more than ruthless killing machines.

Shaba didn't like this at all and stayed behind the two mechs, somewhat cowering in fear.

"Now, femme…don't hide from me…I know you're here" the seated figure gave a low, cruel chuckle and got up, turning to face Shaba and the two soldier mechs.

Shaba gasped in surprise at the sight of the winged Decepticon; she'd seen this one before…that face looked so familiar…so evil.

Starscream smirked as he saw the femme, looking so frightened in his presence. He walked down to her, stopping only a few feet before the two soldiers while Shaba still stood behind them.

"Get out of the way!" Starscream spat at the two, who quickly obeyed and moved over, allowing Starscream to walk up to Shaba.

Shaba stood, frozen in fear, as the winged mech ordered the soldiers away and walked up to her. He then stopped, crossing his arms across chest, his optics burning red. Shaba had no idea what he wanted…was she a prisoner…mistaken to be an Autobot? Or, perhaps these Decepticons did have a spark after all and actually felt pity for her, thus rescuing her from certain death?

Starscream stood before the femme, studying her for a few moments. His processors scanned her exterior form…her armor…any weapons...any sign that she was one of the Enemy. He saw nothing of the sort "So, she is a Neutral…funny, I thought they were all wiped out or fled to other systems" he thought.

He finally spoke "So, femme…are you indeed, a Neutral?" the mech asked, his vocal processors a low growl.

"Y…yes, I am…I have never been associated with either faction…I was abandoned as a sparkling long ago" Shaba nervously replied as she continued to look up into the crimson optics of the large mech standing before her.

Starscream only frowned at Shaba's response. "Useless"he thought, coldly, but he continued on, anyway.

"So, you've ever been attacked? Ever fought in any battles?...

…Ever had your spark threatened by another's rage?" The mech's growl faded into a menacing hiss as he asked the last question, taking a step closer to the femme.

Shaba gasped as fear took over her processors as she responded by the mech moving closer to her by moving further back. "N…no, never been in any of those situations" she replied, shaking her head.

Starscream's optics narrowed at her response, as well as her moving away from him. "Oh? Tell me, femme…then why should I continue to let you stay here? I should return you to the very place that I found you…and you will die" the mech growled, anger clear in his voice.

"Please, no…I…can make myself useful, train me to fight…I'll do it…anything you want…" Shaba paused.

"Starscream" the mech replied immediately.

"Yes, Starscream…like I said…please give me a chance. I will not fail you" Shaba was literally pleading now.

"Oh, and since you told me your name…mine's Shaba" she quickly added, trying to get Starscream's seemingly dark mood to lighten.

Starscream merely grunted and shot a glare at her. "You think I care what your name is, femme?!" he snapped, causing Shaba to cringe. "I only gave you mine so you know who to address as your superior" he continued.

Starscream then suddenly turned away from Shaba and walked back to the monitors. "So, you plead loyalty to the Decepticon way?" he asked, sternly.

"I do" Shaba replied curtly.

Starscream immediately turned back towards Shaba, his crimson optics locked onto her emerald ones.

"And just what makes me believe that you honestly mean that?!" he snapped once again and rushed Shaba, grabbing her roughly by the back of her neck, then throwing her face first to the floor.

He stood over Shaba as she groaned in pain, getting to her feet. "You will learn that I am not a merciful leader. I do not tolerate incompetence and I absolutely do not tolerate failure, understood?!"

Shaba quickly got back to her feet, fighting back the urge to cry, as she knew that would greatly anger Starscream. She looked up at him, frightened. "Y…yes, Starscream" her voice came out in a whimper.

Starscream just shook his head at Shaba's reaction. "Oh, and I will not treat you any more kindly because you're a femme…in fact, you will learn that you will only be treated worse" his optics narrowing and voice in a low growl. Starscream was thoroughly enjoying Shaba's display of fear towards him, giving him a sense of power…the feeling that he desired above all others.