A/N: This is in Megatron's POV and takes place a little after Starscream kidnapped Will.
"This better be good." I growled watching Starscream march into my meeting room of the base I had established her on this mudball world.
"Trust me, it is." Starscream said sounding very smug, and even a little…happy.
"Trust?" I snorted. "If anything you say is rather distrustful, why should this any different?"
A grin crossed Starscream's faceplate. "I have Will."
"Yes. I'm aware that Will has always favoured you over me." I stated bitterly.
"That's true, but that's also not what I meant." Starscream said.
"Then get to the point!" I snapped irritated.
"I meant that I have Will." Starscream emphasized.
My irritation dissolved somewhat when I deciphered what he was saying. "Will is here?"
The almost happy look on Starscream's faceplate turned sour. "No, Will is at the Stunticon's outpost. I figured I could trust them not to do anything with a little persuasion."
Any mocking comments I want to say are caught in my vocalizer as it finally settled in my processor what this mean. My heir was back. After all these vorns, my son was within reach. I also realized what else this meant. "You've seen him?" Before me, I added in silent resentment.
"Duh." Starscream sneered.
"What does he look like? Has he changed?" I knew I sounded needy, and I hated showing weakness, but it had been so long since I've seen him.
Still, I knew I was being weak, and Starscream knew it too. A smug grin returned to his faceplate again. "He still looks the same, he even kept his true seeker form, and didn't reconfigure into an earth form." He explained. "Oh, and he also doesn't have the Decepticon decals on his wings anymore." He added lightly.
"What?" I roared and picked Starscream up by the throat. "Are you sure?"
"Positive." Starscream choked out. "I noticed it before I left the outpost. I believe he's gone Neutral."
I let Starscream drop and marched out of the room. "I need to see this for myself." I muttered and heard the sounds of footsteps following me.
It didn't take long to get to the outpost, and Starscream was muttering about the condition Will had given us; about not wanting to see either of us unless we sorted out or 'issues.'
Well, he broke that agreement when he saw his Carrier, hadn't he?
I felt a sliver of jealously cloud my processor as I glanced over at Starscream. Will had chosen to see him over me. He always chose his Carrier over me,
Then again, I could've tried to spend more time with him, but I was too busy running an arm. And hadn't I given him everything he could've wanted? Education? Secrecy? Friends? Evidently it hadn't been enough for him.
"...I hate you both!..."
That was the last thing Will had said before he had up and disappeared. I had originally thought he was being a spoiled youngling when he hadn't shown up for his assignment. I had supposed he would sulk for a few joors and then return to normal.
Only I never saw him again.
I went inside the outpost and saw the Stunticons looking edgy and surprised, loyal Motormaster straightened and saluted. "Lord Megatron!" he said pointedly ignoring the seeker beside me, causing Starscream to scowl.
"Where is my sparkling? He should be awake by now." He implored.
The Stunticons all exchanged looks and were visibly showing fear.
"Where is he?" I questioned this time.
"He'sgonenandhehasanorganicwife." Wildrider rushed out fearfully.
A bolt could be heard dropping in the silence that followed.
"What do you mean he's gone?" I heard Starscream question screechily.
"And what do you mean he has an organic wife?" I finished dangerously. Could Will really have sullied the Decepticon image by taking an organic scum as a mate?
"Wildrider found out Will had a mate and he didn't try to deny it. He must have left when we talking." Motormaster explained.
"You left him alone?" Starscream screeched. Then he quietly simmered. "But I suppose I should be happy that Will has finally settled. Anyone is better than you five." He muttered and the Stunticons glared at him.
I backhanded him. "'Anyone is better?' Better them than a human or Unicron forbid, Autobot." I hissed. An organic mate? Will my heir's rebellions never cease?
What was next? An Autobot mate?