(See previous for disclaimers)

Starscream hadn't liked the fact that he had to send those perfectly femme seekers out, but he could tell that they were going to be too soft to be hardened into Decepticons. That was the only part Starscream hated about Optimus – the old bot was too gentle, but he was a good carrier, an excellent breeder and always created strong sparklings, so Starscream "overlooked" the softness, especially since it was obvious that Optimus was using it to teach Hotshot, who hadn't been an issue at all since thrown in with the two former leaders who had been reprogrammed.

Starscream shook his helm. HE had to find good con names for the four he had decided would remain cons and send them to the right "school." The femme was easy, as her glare was ice cold, so he named her Isis. The mechs were a bit harder. Starscream demanded that his Queen come, which Elita didn't hesitate to come, as when called, it was never wise to piss off Starscream. She came quickly, making any part available for whatever he wanted.

She entered, exposed, not even covering up when she saw the sparklings destined to be cons. She had no need to worry. "I need ideas for good names for these brats"

"Do they all need names, my lovely lord?" She asked curiously and with a hint of neediness.

"No. the femme is Isis."

"Well, then I think this mechling that looks much like her should be named Osiris."

"Good enough, two more" Starscream hissed, liking what he was smelling but he couldn't send the brats off without names. He had so decreed it. Every bot had to have a name. HE was slowly getting annoyed as she thought of names for the other two.

"How Bout Hades and Starkiller" She said, wanting him to take her and spark her since she was ready to breed and bring him more wonderful babies. She knew only hers were truly special.

"Good enough for me. Guards, take these vile brats, named Isis, Osiris, Hades, and Starkiller to the con nursery now!" Starscream barked loudly with a hiss in his voice as well. The guards immediately did as told while Starscream approached his queen/empress. "Now, I frag you senseless" Starscream said, rubbing her wet and dripping valve with calloused hands. She moaned loudly in pleasure. The way he handled her drove her wild, well, it had ever since she had become his. She was willing and eager to try any wild and crazy idea so long as it wouldn't kill her or him. "To the berth room, as I plan to ravish you." He swatted her hot aft as she left to obey his order.

She left, heading straight for their berth room as fast as she possibly could and bared herself completely, even removing any armor she typically wore, which protected her when she went out and about. He would be pleased. And she could see it in his optics when he entered. They fragged and overloaded several times before Starscream dare try to spark her, as he wanted her to be completely tired after all of this. And he soon succeeded. She was completely fragged, sleeping, and exposed and covered with Starscream's lube. IT was a beautiful picture and he snapped it. He would use it to remember this as well as torment Optimus the rare time that Optimus tried to be defiant, as showing him pictures of his former lover always was enough to bring Optimus back into line.

But now that Starscream had dealt with the brats and had fragged Elita into temporary stasis lock, Starscream went out for a flight to check on those under him. HE left Ratchet guarding Elita, as Ratchet had been programmed for such a task. He had to survey his empire, which he did at random times of days, random days, and at random intervals and it was never announced, and one never knew what kind of mood the emperor would be in when he did show up, so those under him always made sure to abide by what Starscream decreed, which was easier said than done, as some were so random and not all rules applied to everyone, as Flyers had certain rules about flying while grounders had driving rules, while those with both were required to follow both sets.

This day, Starscream went to a far sector that he had been to only a couple days ago, but during the day. This time, it was dark and Starscream knew the creepiest bots tried to do seedy things at night, as it was how he had operated for years before he made himself emperor. He knew how they worked, and that was why most of the "underground" trade was almost non-existent. Starscream was still paranoid and made sure to destroy those who he even thought were starting to rebel against him. He almost killed Thundercracker once for a misunderstanding before Warp explained. Many bots feared the wrath of Starscream, and those who opposed him were quickly wiped out by either Starscream, loyal guards, or commoners who feared they'd be killed if Starscream found out that they were somehow connected to someone deemed a "rebel." Starscream smiled, as for now, all seemed well. IT truly was grand and awesome to be the emperor of Cybertron.