Chapter 32: The Final Limerence II / Angel Of My Dreams

A/N: (19-2-2007) OH NO'S!!! 8O I know some of you guessed TC right, but don't flatter y'self ;) This fanfic ain't exactly unpredictable XDDDD

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'No no no no…'

'This couldn't be happening…no…what is he thinking…' Starscream eyed the blue jet's exposed chassis, losing fractured pieces of himself, charred and otherwise. Cutting a jagged smirk across his face, the blue Decepticon almost looked like his aerial commander on her good days. Interrupting the farcical simper, Thundercracker promptly vomited his last meal, fluorescent liquid erupting from his lips to disembogue into a puddle on the floor. Spitting the excess energon and sorely in denial of the pain, the blue jet's body crepitated in his efforts to support himself up; Thundercracker clumsily lurched back and crashed on his aft when he slipped on his own fluids.

The blue seeker could feel his head throbbing…or…twitching? He had to grab his head to make sure. The involuntary spasms shaking his torso confirmed his systems suffering terribly, and the wall behind him was the only reason why Thundercracker was not completely supine.

And there she stood, the red angel of his dreams…two of them. One. Three. No, just one. And her master.

…That mech. The reliable troops belonging to the same Transformer soon littered the room, scattering themselves evenly to witness Thundercracker's betrayal. And Megatron was still smiling. Primus, the Decepticon leader did have a sense of humour. And a very bad one at that. Thundercracker's circuit board felt numb when the towering leader pulled Starscream to look faithful by his side. 'No chance or choice to pick sides now, huh Starscream?'

"Decepticons…" Megatron turned to his loyal troops. "….It appears we have a new traitor in our hands." Thundercracker stared stupidly at the Decepticon leader.

'…What………ever.'

Starscream attention was plucked away from Megatron's oration, when her internal communicator sparked into life. She blinked at Thundercracker in recognition of her caller.

//Hey….huh…S-StarscrheeuhrhKSHHH-// Thundercracker directed his auto-repair systems to his cerebral circuits. //…'Angel'. Heh heh…huh… I-I-I think you-you-yeuerh have to call Skywarp…tell him there's no Autobot…if-if he's figured it out by now…s-suh-sorry for…what happened on Cyb-Cyb-Cybertronnhkh-k-k-k-…Cybertron…N-…//

//Thundercracker…what…what in Primus' name are you doing?!// she squinted, creasing her face anxiously. No one but Soundwave would know their exchange of words, but he was not here right now. What happened to all the reliable troops again?

//I…I'm sorry…I'm sorry for-for-…I'm sorry for what I did. If-if-if- I could take it back…I-…// Thundercracker's optics blinked dimly, and he tilted his head to stare dumbly at his spread-eagled feet. His hand raised itself up only to fall limply. Bodily expressions was very limited then. The proud Decepticon leader paced the room as he addressed his audience, quite content with being alive and well after Thundercracker's meager assault.

"It saddens me to see my troops use such our security defenses for his own agenda…" The female Decepticon looked angry and bewildered at her wing mate, who in turn wondered how she was going to scold him again.

//…Why are you doing this Thundercracker? Do you still love me…? Is that it? …Why? What are you trying to prove-//

//Don't wanna hurt you, 'Screamer…// Thundercracker raised his gaunt countenance, planting stern optics back at her. //Don't…don't want you to hurt yourself either-//

//Is..is that it? Is that-? You don't want me to 'hurt myself-? How aimless are you, you stupid FOOL!!!// Starscream's fists started trembling now. //You-! You need something, anything to make your life meaningful that you take MY place?! What are you trying to prove?! Megatron's not as forgiving to me, so what makes you think he'll be-! And you-! HE'S NOT SO FORGIVING ANYWAY!!!//

//Okay, okay…don't have to shout at me…I'm already dying here-// Starscream glared otherwise. //Shut up. SHUT UP. No one's going to die-!//

//Slagging femme, can't you see half of my chest is GONE?! I need a new body for this, if I survive!// The aerial commander steeled herself to hear what's next. She didn't want to hear it, but she must. Typical Thundercracker. The femme con already had a faint idea as to what he was going to say next-

//All my life…all my-…nothing. No meaning. Yeah, I hate those ground slags. Do you know how irritating Blitzwing looks right now? I mean, he flies, and then, and them he turns into a tank! A TANK-…Don't get me started on th'-…the drillinggggh…drilling Transformers. But…wha-…nothing. 'Family' doesn't want me back. Nothing. Then-…heh…then the-the con that's like my little brother…Skywarp…Skywarp pops out of nowhere…irritating. Then you-…//

Thundercracker caught the hurt look in her optics…but he's not finished yet. Neither was Megatron.

"…And a feeble attempt at that. Of course, Thundercracker isn't to blame entirely, having Starscream as his superior…"

//Please…don't say it…don't say it you stupid-!//

//Huh…I'll say whatever I want to say, so…there we were, in the academy, and Mister…Miss Pretentious, comes into our life. MY life-//

//SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP-!// she swallowed some air, raising her chest in mock bravery. Thundercracker knew Starscream for too long. //Then why don't you disconnect the link? No? All right. Let me finish…//

//…You came, into my life…and when you-…revealed yourself to be a-…well, it answered a few questions. Angel…That's what you are. Angel of my dreams. Even if the guys were 'jealous' of you (must be the cute way you bitch and slag us off)…you still were beautiful to me, Starscream. And I wanted you so bad, I-…I can't die with no regrets now. But at least, I've found-…I've found out what I want…what I wanted to do. I'm a realistic mech. Ambitions come one step atrtthrt-at a time. I know, what I want. I don't want you to love me…what you want to do…who you want to love…that's your life…your ambitions…//

The Decepticon leader almost finished strolling around his troops. "It is said that when the troops fail to act, the commander is to blame…"

//Heh…you both...really like the sound of your own voice…like to talk…// Thundercracker forced a small cough to chuckle at the situation, but Starscream did not catch the joke. //…My…my ambitions? All I want…is for you to be-…all I want to say is…I…well, I really like you…'love you…as a sister, a wing mate…a-…a-…huh…maybe in my next life…maybe…//

"But when the orders are given to the troops are concise…"

//Ha ha…p-…poor Skywarp…idiot probably still wondering in th'-down there…somewhere…he'll be so pissed off…//

"…then the troops are to blame." Having ended his speech, all optics turned to the culprit of the fiasco.

//Thundercracker, you're not going anywhere! If you go-!// Her thoughts raced frantically with Thundercracker's. The animosity clouding the room with malevolent hatred, channeled its attention towards Starscream's wing mate. //Skywarp will be VERY upset! I mean, who's he going to irritate now?! Not me-! He-! It's different with you! He likes the way you-! Who's going to tell him to clean his room or-or grow up! Or-! Or stop putting things in his mouth-?!// Thundercracker jerked to her feverish thoughts, stifling his system failure.

"STARSCREAM!" she swiveled around to face her leader. "Did you hear what I said? KILL THIS TRAITOR!!!"

//I'll miss you.//

Starscream felt the ground leave her feet. She's always hated his games. Turning to face Thundercracker, the Decepticon aerial commander decided to hide her countenance from everyone else. She didn't want her face to betray her tumultuous emotions to them, wrenching her insides apart, both heated yet distant. At least with Thundercracker, he would understand. She didn't want to do it. The only thing that was keeping her from escaping into a mental drift was her rifles, lodged into her shoulders. It was so easy to carry them in the face of an Autobot, but now it felt aberrantly heavy.

"Hey Megs," Megatron raised an optic to Thundercracker's crude moniker. "Don't be so hard on Starscream…" using his rifles as a prop, the blue seeker managed to curl himself upright, placing his weight on a functioning knee.

"(Thundercracker…)" he heard her gently whisper his name. A faint smile graced his lips as Megatron rose his arm cannon impatiently.

//…'Love you Starscream-//

"Here, let me help you."

Thundercracker's jaw fell on the ends of his rifle barrels, and fired.