-1You're gonna love this.
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"You'll do neither, Starscream!" The sky erupted in a mighty roar as a jet as black as coal, that unmistakable jet, ripped past the cliff's edge to spiral skyward, trailing that brilliant purple fire. Banking sharply, it came around and transformed in midair to land gracefully before them, backlit by the late afternoon sun and thrown into shadow, save for the blue traceries that covered it, as they shone with their own light, and those eyes, those electric blue eyes. It slowly stood up, revealing itself as female. "Not while I'm around."
By that point all four were staring and Starscream momentarily regretted sending the other three home before taking control of the situation. "Don't panic, you fools! She's unarmed!" The new arrival grinned at him, taking up a wide-legged battle-ready stance. "Am I?" Raising her arms and holding them out before her, palm to palm, her forearms morphed and melded together into an enormous cannon, which she immediately aimed and fired at Starscream, sending him flying halfway across the mountain. Ramjet and Dirge released their hold on Megatron upon seeing their commander go flying. Badly beaten and too weak to stand, the former Decepticon leader could do nothing save collapse. Managing to turn his head enough to see the newcomer who had blasted Starscream, his dazed mind tried to make sense of what was happening. "An… an angel?"
The two Decepticons drew their weapons and took aim at her. Even if she shot one of them, the other would surely shoot her. Her arms reverted and she lowered them. The battle had become a standoff. Growling angrily, weapon at the ready, Starscream was abruptly back in the picture. "Surrender, female! You're outnumbered and you can't take all three of us!" She didn't so much as flinch at the sight of such big guns aimed her way. Instead, she stood quietly, concentrating, as her blue highlights came to sudden electric life and leapt outward, a tendril snaking out for each of them. Awed, elated understanding thrilled through every fiber of Megatron's being in that moment, as she spoke three words, three little words that told him exactly who this was… "Stand down weapons."
Surprised, irate exclamations sprang forth from all three of the Decepticons as their weapons spontaneously deactivated themselves. After a few seconds of trying to get them to reactivate, they looked to her again, this time in shock. "Yes, I did that," she eventually said. Starscream was starting to panic. He excelled at subterfuge and backstabbing, but in face to face combat he was as cowardly as they came. But no, he couldn't let that happen. He was the leader now, and as such he had to have no fear. "We still outnumber her," he called to his comrades. "Come on… we're Decepticon warriors! We can take her!" She did nothing, letting them charge at her for a long moment… And then she concentrated again, her blue highlights once again springing to life, this time touching the Decepticons themselves. She spoke only one single word. "Stop." All three found themselves frozen in mid-step, utterly paralyzed. Grinning again, she crossed her arms and struck up a pose that would be considered downright sassy on any planet. "Did you really think that was all I could do? Take control of your guns?" Chuckling, she ambled over to Starscream and tauntingly caressed his cheek as a lover would, smile broadening at the stark hatred in his eyes. "You thought wrong. It doesn't stop there; oh no indeed." Sashaying around behind him, she lightly drew one claw across his throat, further highlighting to him how helpless he was. "I can do that to any machine. Anything mechanical is in my power, up to and including you." She giggled, smiling sweetly as if she had merely divulged an embarrassing secret rather than incapacitating a trio of Decepticons. "You're my puppet, is what you are. My little puppet." A moment later she had him in her arms and was waltzing with him. "I don't suppose I have to enlighten you on all the fun I could have with you in my grasp like this…" Embarrassing as it was, Starscream found he could do nothing save what she wished him to, and he swore on the spot that he would be the one to kill her. Off to the side he could hear the weak laughter of his former superior officer. Even now, after being soundly defeated and utterly humiliated in so many ways, Megatron still laughed at him. "…But I'm not that kind of girl." Her voice was low and sultry now and they were face to face, her looking like she was about to kiss him, him wearing an expression that would have annihilated the universe several times over if looks could kill. "I think I'll just send you boys home. …Minus your guns, of course. Drop your weapons." The last three words were spoken in that unmistakable tone of command, and without hesitation all three obeyed. Another cute yet fiendish giggle escaped her and she patted Starscream on the head as if he were a dog who had just done a trick for her. "Good boy!" By this point, Megatron was laughing hysterically. Watching her completely humiliate Starscream in front of his subordinates… Oh, this was just too rich, especially after what he had done to him! "I'm going to send you three home now, little puppet. Maybe we'll play again some other day. Return to base." That commanding voice came again, and all three took off without a word, flying away on an arrow-straight course that would most likely take them straight back to wherever their headquarters was located.
Not bothering to watch them leave, she turned and looked at the guns they dropped. Walking to the edge of the cliff and peering over the edge, she called down to the waiting Autobots. "Hey everyone! A gift, courtesy of Starscream!" She then kicked the guns off the cliff and the Autobots caught them. The lot of them, Optimus included, stared up at her and wondered what the heck had happened up there. She could see the question in their eyes, but she didn't bother to reply. The only answer they got was the high, almost delicate sound of her delight-filled laughter echoing from the mountaintop.
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He SOOO deserved that!