Jun: Hi everybody! I hope you're all doing well~.

Warning: slash, semi language,no beta

Pairings: eventual Starscream/Harry

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but Ulti. All mistakes are mine.

This story is one of Kayzi (formerly Silver Melody217)challenges:

Harry was tired of Britain, specifically the nosy Wizarding World. Wanting to live in peace after the War, Harry decided to move out to America. Month's later, bored with the lack of thrill in his life, he decided to sign up in the Air Force.

-Afterwards, he got assigned to the disguised Starscream

Starscream watched as his human spoke with the other squishies. When one of the squishies made his pilot, his pilot, smile Starscream wanted to shoot the squishy that tried to steal his pilots affection in the face.

Why was it that those unimportant little pieces of slag could communicate with his human and yet he was stuck in his alt form watching?

Unfair.

He flew in the air for Primus sakes! He carried his human in the skies, enjoying the freedom it brings. That should give him perks! But what do they do? Nothing! And they still get all of his attention!

Starscream wanting to smack himself. He had to stop thinking about that. The frustration from not being able to talk Harry was starting to get to him.

He had spoken to the(his?) sparkling Ulti since the sparkling had revealed himself. Seeing the sparkling woke the seeker instincts in him (damn them) and now he unintentionally adopted him.

Ulti seemed dead set on getting Starscream to reveal himself to Harry. Saying that since Harry had 'created' him he will have no problem with Starscream. Of course, Ulti also takes great pride in gloating about his fierce battles with the human microwave...

/Star...scream./

Starscreams processors froze. It sounded like someone was trying to contact him over his comm but all that came out was static.

/Star-...cream!/

There it was again!

/Starscream you insufferable fool! Answer the slaggin comm. before I rip your armor right off your frame!/

Starscream cursed. He'd recognize that threat anywhere. Slag it, it's too soon!

/Oh great Megatron, you have awaken!/ Starscream sucked up reluctantly.

/Cease your rambling, twat. Have you located the Allspark./

/Not yet oh great one, but I guarantee you it will be found soon./

/Grrrrrrr. Useless! Make sure to follow through with that Starscream or else there will be Pits to pay./

/As much as it is a marvelous day to hear from my lord, why have we not heard from you?/

/You forget your place Starscream! And these humans are an annoying inconvenience. Do as you're ordered. Megatron out./

Starscream mentally growled. They were supposed to find the Allspark before Megatron awakened. But it now it was too late. Starscream looked at his human again.

A battle was coming and he had to find a way to keep Harry and Ulti safe.

Harry worried his bottom lip watching the TV. The Secretary of Defense had just announced there had been an attack on a base in the Middle East. The same place where Epps and Lennox were supposed to be.

They could not guarantee any survivors...

Harry woke up with a groan. It was the middle of the night and he just barely got any sleep.

He wondered what woke him.

"Creator!"

Oh.

Ulti climbed up on Harry's bed in such a hurry he was bouncing around.

"Creator, Creator! Wake up, wake up!"

Harry groaned again and set a hand on Ulti's head to stop his bouncing. "Ulti you do know it's," he looked at the clock,"2:15 in the morning. What's going on?"

Ulti replied by trying to tug Harry out of bed. "We have to go see something Creator!"

Harry sat up. "See something?"

Ulti tugged at Harry harder. "Yeah! I'm getting a weirdy signal and we have to go see it!" Ulti was tugging on Harry so hard that he lost his grip and would have fallen right off the bed if Harry hadn't had caught him.

"Alright Ulti no need for that, just let me get dressed."

Five minutes and a change of clothes later had Ulti wildly giving (forcing and almost making them crash) Harry directions to an old abandoned junkyard a few miles out of town.

Ulti was already trying to climb out of the car before Harry could fully park it.

"Come on Creator! There's someone here that's just like Father!" Ulti cried pushing Harry who was still buckled in.

"I'm coming-Father-what-Ulti? Ulti!" Harry yelled as Ulti ran off ahead of him. "Ulti come back here! Don't run off on your own!" He scrambled out of the car and after his son. Ulti lead Harry to a gap in the gate of the junk yard and slipped inside.

"Ultimate James Potter! You are so grounded when we get home!" Harry muttered slipping in after Ulti. Ulti weaved through mountains of smashed up cars leading Harry to the source of the signal he was getting.

He hid behind a run down truck watching what was in the middle of the yard waiting for his creator to catch up. When Harry reached him, he took one look at exactly what Ulti was watching and instantly ducked down next to Ulti.

In the middle of the junkyard was a group of four...giant robots?! that looked like giant versions of Ulti. The first one was taller than the rest that was blue with red flames on it. A silver one. A green one with some red on it. And the third and smallest member was a bright yellow with two wing like things on its seemed to be having a conversation and haven't noticed them. They looked like life sized versions of a child's action figure actually.

Harry silently casted a wandless 'Notice me not' charm on himself and Ulti. He was so thankful he was stubborn enough to teach himself wandless magic during his 5th year. It was hard (needlessly so) and nearly impossible but he managed.

Harry tensed when one of the robots , the green one looked in their direction but didn't seem to notice them.

"What is it Ratchet?" The tall red and blue flamed robot that looked like the leader asked.

'Ratchet' looked around. "My sensors picked up a spike of energy,Optimus."

'Optimus' looked at Ratchet. "I don't see anything Ratchet. Perhaps you are just tired."

"Yeah,or this planet is finally getting to you." The silver robot muttered making the small yellow one let out a light whirring noise that sounded like a laugh.

Ratchet glared at them and waved a wrench? at them threateningly.

"Anyway," Optimus interrupted getting their attention. "We need to focus. Have located the glasses yet. "

The yellow one nodded proudly and gave a salute. Ratchet cleared his throat at the questioning looked Optimus gave him. "I'm still working on that. We've located this LadiesMan217 to a Samuel James Witwicky. "

Optimus nodded. "Good. We'll leave as soon as possible. We must locate the Allspark before the Decepticons do. Jazz, join Ironhide and we'll meet up when more information is gathered. Alright, transform and roll out."

Harry watched dumbfounded as the giant robots folded themselves into fairly nice muggle cars much like how Ulti transformed into a cell phone and drive away. He could distantly hear Ulti talking about something but Harry was too lost in thought.

/This is Frenzy to Starscream./

/Starscream here. What is it./

/I've located the Allspark and Megatron./

Starscream mentally sighed. Time to get this show on the road.

/Send message to all other Decepticons. All Decepticons mobilize./

Harry was flying the Hellraiser through drills in sync with the other pilots in the sky.

Everyone at the CAC base was on edge since Epps and Lennox had gone missing, and now there were mysterious attacks from the sky at random places. They was getting a little antsy.

"Alright boys, let's bring it in." The person who was watching them from base said. "Roger that." They responded and turned back.

Harry moved the control stick to join them but it wouldn't move. Harry started to panic. He tried jerking the control stick with all he had but it stood still. Like the Hellraiser was refusing to let Harry drive it. What in Merlin's name? He was losing control of his own muggle jet!

Godsmacked, he watched the control stick move itself. All on its own. Without anything touching it. Oh shit.

Harry faintly heard laughter over the radio. Not like any laughter he had ever heard. It was kind of haunting. Not like Voldemorts, but still memorable. A high, maniacal cackle that sounded mechanical.

"What was that-Potter, where do you think you're going?!"

Harry finally noticed he was flying away from the base. "Sir, I don't know what's going on! I'm not in control of anything!" As he was talking the laughter grew louder and louder until it was almost deafening. Harry tried to pound on the walls of the cockpit and the eject button but nothing worked. Suddenly he was jerked back with bruising force when the seat belt strapping him in tightened like a python, trapping him to his seat.

He tried to struggle against it but the belt grew tighter. His heart skipped a beat when gas that wasn't oxygen came through his oxygen mask. He tried ripping it off but he already felt his limbs growing heavy.

He couldn't use magic. He was in the air going Merlin knows where in a jet. He didn't want to know what would happen if he used magic on it. That spelled more than just trouble. And he still didn't know who was doing this.

Harry grew weaker and weaker until he was finally unconscious and the satisfied laughter of Starscream rung throughout the cockpit.

Jun: Hope you all liked it and hope you see you next chapter.