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It had been two days; soon to be three since Megatron had become MIA. Shockwave, who had been expecting him and the jet bothers back on Cybertron, had contacted the Decepticons on Earth with a report that Javelin and his younger brothers ship finally arrived at Darkmount. It had turned up looking like slag with scorched holes lining ships hole and two destroyed thrusters. They themselves were also in bad condition. Their commander, Megatron, hadn't bee found as of yet, only his escape pod.
Shockwaves drones hadn't gone far before losing their commanders scent.
The war room to the Decepticons base on Earth was full with chattering Decepticons Many of them were talking among themselves, while others were just waiting for the 'show' to begin.
"I said Silence!" yelled a scratchy voice over the chatter.
Instantly the chatter stopped as ordered as all heads turned toward that irritating voice they all knew and despised.
"Thank you" said the voice calmly from somewhere in the crowd its own sounding to smug to his own good
Slowly, as if savoring it, Starscream made his way through the crowd to the front near the beginning of the table in the room. Were Megatron would have stood or sat.
"Now let us begin." The Seeker began that crocked grin still on his face "An quartex(1 ago Shockwave reported that his 'fearless' leader escape pod was found. No Megatron. Presumed dead. So as second-in-command it is a pointed that as I am next highest rank. Bluntly put I'm your new leader!"
The room once again erupted but this time not in chatter but angry protesting Decepticons. Some saying that he could never lead others saying that Megatron isn't dead and so fourth and so on. Starscream frowned deeply.
"Information: incomplete, Starscream."
The room feel bluntly silent the other Decepticons freezing at the communications boldness. The air commanders red optics flared and he snapped around glaring fiercely over at the cassette deck.
"Is that so?" he hissed
"Affirmative." Began Soundwave "Radiation was found on the blasted pod door. Fusion cannon radiation." Holding steady against the air commanders gaze
"That means nothing Soundwave!" he barked, "It just means he could have blasted off the door in self defense against the neutralist there."
Starscream may have never said it to Megatron's face before but he knew the two were friends even though their predominant never showed it to his soldiers. He also knew that Megatron favored Soundwave more than any Decepticon in his ranks. Most of all for his loyalty and trustworthiness. Megatron often look to the communications officer for advice. Starcream amazingly knew better than to cross either one of them. That was the only reason why the telepath spoke in the defense of their leader.
"That sounds like an excuse to me, Starhead," stated Blitzwing sarcastically from the opposite side of the table, Astrotrain standing beside him. A smug look on both of their faces.
"Besides, you couldn't lead this army with your optic cleaned and your Null Ray jacked up on energon."
Before Blitzwing realized what had happened Starscream was standing in front of him, looking down the black barrel of Starscreams Null ray. "Is that so, you son-of-a-glitch" growling threw his clenched teeth.
Blitzwing frowned and narrowed his optics at the leader wannabie; the two stood in silence the only sound was the Seekers thrusters in his feet churning to keep him above the triple changer. He said nothing.
Raising an optics ridge raised "Well?"
Blitzwing just shuck his head in a 'no' slowly.
"Good" Starscream spat "So it's final, I'm the new Decepticon supreme. Now back to your posts! I'll announce a strategy for an attack against the Autobot's in an Earth hour. Your all dismissed!"
The war room crowd staid for a few fleeting moments but eventually slowly drained out of the room with no one happy with their newfound commander.
"He just better watch his back if he goes to Cybertron." said Astrotrain sneered clenching his fists
"Yeah or Shockwave will hake his head off like a guillotine so fast its head will spine!"
The two erupted in laughter at the mech's cliché joke.
Back in the war room Starscream huffed and took a seat in what was Megatron's chair watching them leave a frown on his smooth face. As the final 'Con excited and the doors slide shut silently Starscream turned to the communications officer who was still standing the same spot he had been a few moments ago.
"Soundwave" addressing the indigo mech
Inclining his head to gaze down at the Seeker Soundwave's visor started to glow a deep red as spook his voice was deep with dissatisfaction for the new 'commander'. "Yes?"
"Understand one thing." Standing to face the communications officer faceplate to faceplate "You may miss Megatron, but face it, he's dead! So you'll have to move your logical aft own toward the future." staring the telepath dead center in his red visor with a hate filled glare.
". . ."
"I'm the future Soundwave" his voice slowly lowering to a almost deep rumble "Just maybe, just maybe,I'll be nice and make you my own second-in-command."
The two stood completely still for what seemed like hours, each looking each other in the red optics/visor, unyielding. Finally Starscream turned away from the telepaths gaze, his evil frown still planted on his dark gray faceplate his red glowing optics illuminating his face giving off an eerie fell.
"You're dismissed"
Soundwave didn't budge from his spot, he only continued staring at the side of the 'new' Decepticon commander and air commander. Finally Soundwave walked out of the war room like a ghost making not a sound leaving Starscream in the dark room. To be honest Soundwave could care less about the new upcoming mission. He didn't even read the seekers thoughts to know the Decepticons future was an unsure one now.
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A/N:
Guartex, I believe, is suppose to repersent a Cybertronian day equal to two Earth weeks but for this story its going to repersent approx. an Earth hour.
Transformers and all related char(s) belong to Has/Tak and co.
Except The Jet Brothers, and the plot, belongs to me
Names and characters are entirely coincidental