This is my first Transformers Christmas fic. I must say that none of this belongs to me. The characters are from hasbro...with the exepction of Optigana and Megatrix who will be entering in later on...the story itself is by Charles Dickons.

Scrooge - Megatron

Bob Cratchit - Optimus Prime

Tiny Tim - Bumblebee

Jocob Marley - Starscream

The Ghost of Christmas Past - Vector Prime

The Ghost of Christmas Present - Omega Surpreme

The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come - The Fallen

Fred - Jetfire

Fezziwig - Alpha Trion

Belle - Megatrix

Peter Cratchit - Jazz

Martha Cratchit - Arcee

Fan - Thunderblast

The Portly Gentlemen - Ratchet and Ironhide

Mrs. Cratchit - Optigana

Chapter 1

Starscream's Ghost

Starscream was dead to begin with. There was no doubt of that. The burial signed by the Leader, the Conquered, the undertaker, and the mourner. Megatron signed the papers and the grave.

Seven years had past since then and since that day Megatron had never changed the sign above his door. Yes Starscream was dead and gone. He was his second in command killed by the Autobot scum Optimus whom he had made his own slave once the war was won by the Decepticons. All Decepticons and Autobots feared Megatron and no one else. Starscream was also feared, but when he died, no one noticed because no one really paid any attention to him.

The day came when all the transformers around Cybertron were running around. It was the season when they celebrated Primus and the first thirteen who were created. The day was the twenty fourth of December. Optimus was with Megatron in his office cleaning the room spotless. He had a collar around his neck so that when he tried to go against Megatron he'd be stopped and unable to do anything. When he was first confined to the collar he fought every tooth and nail, but now…his soul was shattered and he couldn't fight though his family counted on him.

Suddenly a cheerful voice echoed down the street and into the office. "A Merry Christmas to you uncle!"

"Bah. Humbug" Megatron only replied kept at his duties and watching Optimus with every measure. The cheerful bot ran in the room and confronted his uncle.

"Christmas a humbug uncle? I'm sure you truly don't mean it." Jetfire replied with hopefulness in his voice. He then looked over at Optimus who was now broken and could not revolt against Megatron anymore. Jetfire had sided with the Autobots because he felt that it was right, though his mother would not have been happy with his decision, but if she saw how her brother had become she would have encouraged it.

"I do," grumbled Megatron, "Merry Christmas! What right do you have to be merry? What reason why you have to be merry?? You're poor enough," glaring at his nephew. The only reason why he didn't make him a slave to the Decepticons was because his sister wouldn't have liked it at all. His sister always on his mind.

Though Jetfire came back at his uncle, "Come then, what right do you have to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough." Megatron just looked at his nephew and kept his gun down. Optimus watched as Megatron did this. Jetfire was just trying to bond with his uncle. Trying to get him to be of better sides so that they could be a family, his mother always wanted them to be.

Megatron just replied, "Bah! Humbug!"

Jetfire shook his head and said, "Don't be cross uncle."

"What else can I be, when I've lived in such a world of fools as this? Even after I've conquered the planet people still celebrate the holiday. But I shall make an announcement that this will be the very last Christmas they celebrate because I will not have it anymore. People loose money on Christmas. It's a crime."

"Uncle!"

"Nephew! You keep Christmas you way for now and I'll keep Christmas my way as it will be after this year."

Jetfire, about to leave turned around and said, "Dine with us." Megatron wouldn't force himself to tell his nephew that he would see him tomorrow.

"Why?" he questioned, "Why did you get married?"

"Because I fell in love…didn't you ever fall in love?"

"Love!? Ha! All I have room for love in my spark is that of this planet. I've conquered it and it is mine."

Jetfire stood still trying not to say anything too rational. But then he said, "No, uncle, why didn't you come to see me before it happened. Why are you asking now?"

"Good afternoon."

"I want nothing from you uncle…why can't we be friends? I know the war and all…there may be a few things I want you to change, but I will never ask you of your free will."

"Free will? There's no more free will on Cybertron. There's only my will and what I will do, everyone else will do or face the consequences."

"Well have a Merry Christmas uncle and a Happy New Year!"

Megatron merely growled and said, "Bah humbug." Jetfire when he left the office placed a reef on his door. After a few minutes of silence two bots came in the room. "Starscream?"

"You call yourselves Autobots when you can't remember that Starscream died seven years ago?" growled Megatron.

Both Ironhide and Ratchet stood there, then Ratchet spoke, "Lord Megatron being at you high status would you be willing to donate anything to the poor?"

"Me donate to the poor? Are there no prisons for them?"

Ironhide then spoke up saying, "There are prisons and work houses, out there, but we wish for your donation to help these transformers."

"Oh I had thought from how you started that there was something wrong."

"Then you will donate, and how much and would you like to remain anonymous?"

"First of all I never donate to you and second I would like to be left alone."

"But sir…if you don't then these transformers will die."

"Well if they're going to die they had better do it and decrease the surplus population."

Ironhide had his cannons spinning trying to hold in his anger. This would be the perfect time to attack Megatron and have the Autobots back on top. Seeing Optimus Prime give him the look made him stop all his thoughts. Ratchet gave a few words and left the office. Optimus continued cleaning for Megatron, but slowly became side tract when someone started singing outside.

Megatron got up from his desk and went to the door to see who it was. When Megatron opened the door he found a sparking singing a Transformer Christmas Carol. Megatron losing his temper got out his gun and started firing upon the defenseless sparkling and made sure no one else was near and went back inside. Megatron looked at Optimus and grumbled, "Get back to work."

Optimus stood there about to attack when Megatron shocked him making him go off line for a short amount of time. Megatron got back to his desk and started doing his paper work. He had finally fulfilled his dream to conquer the planet, but that was only half of it. Earth was next and he'd be attacking the planet with no remorse and the humans who lived there wouldn't know what hit them. Slowly Optimus came back on line and looked around. The room was empty so, Ratchet and Ironhide had left. It was getting close for him to get off work. He couldn't wait to get to his family…he had been a disgrace when he was defeated by Megatron.

Optimus Prime was the one who would fight against anyone and would win…but Megatron had won this time and because of Optimus' one mistake it caused the Autobots to lose. Soon after the war, Jetfire and Megatron found out that they were related and Jetfire, not too fond of his uncle tried to get on his good side to try to relieve Optimus from imprisonment.

Optimus slowly continued doing his work that he was doing before Megatron had turned him off line for that short while. He let out a sigh and heard the Cybertronian clock ding. The time had come and Optimus was allowed to go home…only by Megatron's permission. Megatron looked up at the clock and looked at his internal clock. "That is two minutes fast."

Optimus was just about to get back to work when Megatron sighed, "You can go on home Prime."

"Thank you sir," he replied, "Uh…Megatron…tomorrow is Christmas…"

"So…what's your point?" Megatron growled.

"Well sir…I was curious if I could have the whole day off tomorrow…" Optimus replied.

Megatron glared at Optimus and then said, "If I do you will have to go a day without pay."

Optimus thought on it…yes his family was poor and had hardly anything, but they barely made it. But then again it was only once a year and it was very rare for Optimus to get off work. "Okay sir."

"And you'll have to be here extra early the next day."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir." Optimus exclaimed and ran out of the office before Megatron would change his mind. Being alone in the cold room didn't faze Megatron. His spark was too cold to be chilled and nothing warm could ever make his spark loving. He was older now and he had seen the planet for a long time…all the time he had dreamt it would be his. Starscream and he had made that happen.

The two had been ruthless together making everyone shudder, but Starscream was still dead as a door nail and would never come back. Yes he had in the past, but his body now was gone to rest in the planet. Megatron slowly got up from his desk and put out the little fire he had, he exited the office and locked it and was on his way back to his place. The atmosphere was chilly out, but it didn't faze Megatron. Transformers would quickly move out of his way not wanting to cause him to destroy them.

Megatron was grumbling all the way to his place. There were tin reefs everywhere. Lights were on and all Megatron could say was, "Bah Humbug." Sparklings stopped when they saw Megatron go by. The Autobot and Decepticon sparklings played together as friends, but when Megatron came by the Decepticons would attack the Autobots to show a good impression. They didn't want to be killed at such a young age. When Lord Megatron was out of sight the sparklings returned to their normal play.

When Megatron arrived at his place he got out his key to his door…but before he unlocked it the door knob began to change shape. Soon it was not a door knob but Starscream's face. It just stared out into the night not blinking at all. Suddenly it yelled out into the night and Megatron flew back. He fell into the big piles of snow and quickly looked around to see if anyone saw him. Seeing the close was clear he went back to his door and looked at the knob. It was back to normal. He gently touched it with his cane and seeing it was still normal he unlocked.

He looked out into the night and grumbled, "Humbug." He walked up the stairs to his room and walked inside. Setting his cane to the side he went to his counter and got his energon pudding. He went to his favorite chair in front of the fire and started to eat his meal when he heard chains start rattling down the hall. He had heard that ghosts would rattle chains…but Ghosts weren't real. Then Starscream's face popped back into his head. He tried shaking it off, but it wasn't going away.

Then suddenly the clock bells started ringing. Megatron looked up at it and what seemed to be hours were merely a minute or a half. Megatron quickly got up and started pacing and suddenly the door blew opened. There in the doorway was a figure wrapped in chains. "I won't believe it." Megatron said suddenly.

Starscream slowly walked forwards covered in chains. "Humbug!" cried Megatron. Megatron watched as Starscream was getting closer. True he had never liked Starscream much….but he was a pleasant partner sometimes…the only way to get him to stop trying to dictate the Decepticons was to make him his partner…while the time lasted it went very well. "How?" said Megatron in shock, "What do you want with me?"

"Much." Starscream's raspy voice vibrated off the walls.

"Who are you?" Megatron asked his voice tried to show no fear, but it didn't work at all.

"Ask me who I was." Starscream said again.

"Who were you then?" yelled Megatron. Starscream didn't flinch when Megatron did this instead he just replied coolly.

In life I was your partner, Starscream."

"Can you-can you sit?" asked Megatron not sure whether or not a ghost could sit or go through.

"I can."

"Do it then." Megatron grumbled.

Megatron watched as Starscream sat down in a chair right across from him. For someone who was so transparent Megatron was so sure he would slip right through…but instead he sat there like he had always sat there without Megatron knowing.

"You don't believe in me." Starscream announced.

"No, I don't."

"What evidence would you have of my reality beyond that of your senses?" Starscream questioned feeling anger rise within him.

"I don't know." Megatron grumbled.

"Why do you doubt your senses?" Starscream asked again.

"Because," Megatron started, "a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of energon, or energon custard, a crumb of energon cubes. There's more of gravy than of the grave about you, whatever you are!"

Megatron wasn't a Decepticon to be cracking jokes, nor was he in the mood. Starscream's ghost just sat there motionless. Megatron got up from his seat and grabbed his key that he had laid down. "You see this key?"

"I do." Starscream replied.

"You are not looking at it though." Megatron growled.

"Well I see it." The ghost replied getting a little irritated at Megatron's torture. "Notwithstanding," he finished.

"Well," returned Megatron, "I have but to swallow this, and be for the rest of my days persecuted by legions of goblins, all of my own creation. Humbug, I tell you!"

Starscream suddenly started screaming at Megatron when he said this. Megatron put his hands over his auto receptors and exclaimed, "Mercy! Dreadful apparition, why do you trouble me?"

"Man of the worldly mind…do you believe in me or not?"

"I do!" growled Megatron, "I must, but why do you earth bound spirits haunt me?"
"It is required of every transformer," Starscream replied, "that his fellow spirit should walk abroad among his fellow transformers, and travel far and wide; and if that spirit does not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. It is doomed to wander the world-oh, woe is me!-and witness what it cannot be share, but might have shared oh Cybertron, and turned to happiness." Again Starscream let out a cry of agony.

Megatron covered his auto receptors again and then said, "You are fettered. Tell me why."

"I wear a chain I forged in life," replied the ghost, "I made link by link, and yard by yard; I made it on my own free will I wrote it. Is this pattern strange to you?"

Megatron was a transformer who showed no fear, but this terrified him. "Or would you know, the weight and coil you bare yourself?"

"Starscream…Starscream please tell me."

"Forty Fathoms deep." Starscream replied. Megatron felt coldness run down his metal body. Yes he had been cruel…it was his nature. Each Decepticon was bad and Autobot was good.

"But Starscream, you were always a good partner, a good leader to all Decepticons."

"Leader of Decepticons!? Destroying things was my leadership."

Megatron got up and pulled out his cannons to his ex partner. Starscream stood there and watched him. "Shoot me if you like, but you'll only destroy your own home and if you would like me to help you I suggest you put it down."

"You will help me why?" Megatron questioned in suspicion.

"If you want to suffer worse than my fate so be it." Starscream said.

"No, please, thank you."

"You will be haunted tonight by three ghosts. The first one will come when the clock tolls one, the second at two, and the final ghost at three."

"This is your one night Megatron…if you can't change by tonight your fate will be worse than mine."

With that said Starscream disappeared and all was silent. Megatron looked around and slowly got up from his seat and walked to his recharge birth. "Bah, humbug," he muttered and went to sleep.

So please leave a review and I'll be updating this next year!