Decepticon Beginnings

Summary: Bee's been raised as a Decepticon by Starscream aboard the Nemesis. After a small arguement with his adoptive-Sire, Bee abandons ship to explore earth, maybe kill a few Autobrats, and return to the Nemesis in glory. And maybe... just maybe, he'd get Star back into Megatron's favor. After all, he'd seen some of the injuries Starscream had sustained from Megatron's rage.
Rating: T
Pairings: Starscream/Bumblebee[fluff], Arcee/Cliffjumper[brother/sister fluff],
Inspiration: I was reading "Trust Me" by princess-of-queens. And I used the opening line as my opening line. However, from about then on, the stories have nothing to do with each other.
Warnings: Fluff, Cliffjumper dies[again], Arcee is angry, Optimus drones on with his lectures, and Fanzone randomly appears, even though he's from Animated-verse.
Universe: Transformers: Prime. With a random bit of Animated-verse. AU.
Genre: Humor, family, hurt/comfort, adventure
Note: Text between ~these thingies~ is Bumblebee talking.

"You are such a youngling." Starscream snorted at Bumblebee.

~Awww... Please Starscream? They must be missing me. I just wanna see 'em.~ Bumblebee replied, searching Star's optics for any sign of giving in. Unfortunately, there was none. At least for now...

"No. If I've told you once, I've told you a million times. Visiting them," He spat the word as if in disgust, "would only serve to make you want to visit them again! And I really don't want to be flying you over there every other cycle. So it's final. No."

Bumblebee turned away pouting. ~Fine. But don't expect me to be very agreeable towards you for awhile yet.~

"That's to be expected. Now leave. I have... business." Starscream was talking about Megatron, and the other Decepticons who continued to hate him. Well... uit's kind of obvious why they hated him. Megatron especially. Speaking of which...

Bumblebee walked down the hallways of the Nemesis. Why would Starscream let him visit his planet every now and then? He hadn't seen them in vorns. Yet Star continued to deny his wishes. In fact... come to think of it... ever since the Decepticons had come to the planet they currently orbited... Huh. Bee hadn't been let outside.

Star claimed it was too dangerous. Yet Bumblebee had already fought in many battles against the Autobrats. And he was quite efficient in off-lining said Autobrats. So what was so different about the current Decepticon-Autobot battles here, compared to battles elswhere?

A thought came to processor as Bee headed to his room. Maybe instead of visiting his family, maybe he could drop off of the ship and down to this planet's surface... then he could explore, maybe off-line some slag-heap of an Autobrat, and return. And eventually, he might be rewarded by Megatron. Maybe he'd get Star back in Megatron's favor. After all, Star has been his Sire for quite a good bit of time. Maybe not his real Sire, but a good one.

This decided, Bee headed for the Flight Deck and prepared for take-off.

Arcee was down on the ground patrolling the roads as per usual. Over the comm. link she was having quite a nice chat with Cliffjumper.

::Any Decepticreeps on your end?:: She asked, zooming down the highway.

::I wish. It's so boring out here. Flat wasteland. Nothing but cacti and skulls.:: He replied, itching for a fight.

::We should be wary, the 'Cons have been pretty quiet as of late. They might be planning something big.::

::Or they feel like us, and just want the war to end already.::

::Don't get your hopes up Cliff. All these 'Cons want is to conquer the universe and make us their slaves.::

::Heh, as if I'd ever let that happen!::

::Yah yah, you and me both Cliff.::

::Speaking of Decepticreeps...::

::You got trouble?::

::I'd like a little back-up. Something black with yellow streaks on it just appeared and seems to be heading my way. Comm. Ratchet and get a ground bridge to my co-oridnates. Here.::

::Got it, and got the co-ordinates. Anything else you'd like to say before I switch to Ratch?::

::Haaha, nah 'Cee. I'll see ya in a bit. Got it?::

::Sure thing Cliff. Arcee out.:: Arcee switched to the base's channel. ::Hey Ratchet. Think you could send me a ground bridge to these co-ordinates?::

Surly as ever, Ratchet replied hotly. ::Think? Think! I don't think Arcee, I know.::

::That's all fine and dandy Ratchet. But I still need to get there. And maybe you could send Optimus and the others there too? Cliff's got a little 'Con problem.::

::Fine, fine Arcee. A ground bridge should be there any moment now.:: Just then, a swirling vortex of [terror!] green and blue energy lights appeared before her.

::Thanks Ratch. Arcee out.::

And unfortunately, it now ends there. No really! The current length of this chapter? It was SO much longer, like this, except tripled. It was awesome. I was even considering turning it into a one-shot in and of itself. But... the retarded computer decided it needed to "Restart and Update" itself. So... I thought I saved the doc before I shut the lid. Which I evidently did not do. Anyway, it was written so well, and in such a way, there is no new way I could re-write the rest. So sorry people, :P It was not intentional. I hope you enjoyed it even though it currently is very short.

Who knows? Maybe in the years[months, days, hours, whatever] to come, maybe I'll remember all that is lost[hmm... that would be a good title for another one-shot... All That Is Lost... I feel an idea forming...] and write it down, then upload it as a sequel or continuity of THIS here fic/one-shot/story-thing...

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