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Okay so this chapter is quite... well it is very vague! So there is a warning for vagueness.

Thanks to Baird Crevan for being Beta.

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Warnings: Extreme vagueness!

Five Earth years.

Five slagging Earth years!

Starscream vented heavily at his terminal gaining a few stares. He ignored them and continued to hammer away at the control panel as if it were its fault that Starscream now had this predicament. Of course it wasn't but that didn't mean the panel would be shown mercy. It belonged to Decepticons after all.

Starscream couldn't begin to understand how the slag he was going to make it for five earth years. True it was such a short amount of time, only eight qaurtexs in Cybertronian time, but that was still a prolonged amount of time where Megatron could easily beat him to pulp and then he would have to start all over again. "Don't commit treason then" was what he had said to that argument. But Starscream would not be Starscream if he didn't annoy him. As it so happened Megatron didn't beat him this morning which aroused suspicions and Starscream began to feel suddenly trapped and wingless as he tried to get Megatron to react.

Nothing.

Skywarp and Thundercracker knew rightly something had changed and had bombarded him, not helping in the slightest and causing his anxiety and temper to flare wildly. His Trinemates were persistent and were now residing in the medbay after a quick scuffle. Just a few dents and missing armour. Nothing serious. Of course Megatron didn't beat him for that either. So much for being annoying unintentionally.

He had to go to the medbay later for a 'check over' when everyone else was in recharge. Hook would do what he was supposed to and then Starscream would return to his quarters or his Trine's. But now he had to stare at this damned monitor and work out equations for a new weapon that Megatron was so kindly demanding to have ready for the next solar-cycle. He would be far more efficient if his tanks had been a little fuller and not empting so quickly. Rations were strict, another thing that got in the way of his plans.

Starscream narrowed his optics at the monitor. Some day he will be free and he will seek revenge for this humiliation and this degrading title that was bestowed upon him the night before. How he despised The Tittle.

"You seem to be a bit tense Starscream. Planing another attempt at humiliating yourself?"

Starscream bristled as his already thin control wavered. His attempts at curbing his temper were almost in vain... almost. "Of course not, my Lord." Not a lie but a lie none the less. He was already so humiliated and shall be night after night anyway, Starscream was able to fool himself into believing that what Megatron may put him through would actually be far more preferable... if it were not for the consequences that a beating from the Warlord would most likely cause. He would have to relive such a pride wounding experience again.

Megatron grunted from behind, most likely lounging in his throne like the lazy glitch he was. "You still seem a bit... different. Maybe your systems are finally failing," Megatron observed as Starscream lips curled in a silent snarl. Of course he would seem different. His systems and the codes running through his circuits were different now. It wouldn't be long till someone found out about that little change in his processor. "I would send you to Hook, but why should I? I would be quite pleased by your demise."

Now Megatron was just provoking him and he knew it but his temper was already on the fritz. One little argument couldn't hurt, could it? Then again it was Megatron who tended to talk more with his fists and weapons rather then his vocal processor. But maybe if he pissed Megatron off enough that Warlord might just kill him and then he wouldn't have to go through five years of trying to hide and survive in a world that didn't really allow for his... condition.

Or maybe the Autobots were an option. They wouldn't dare touch him now, but after five years then maybe... but then again five years may just build up some level of trust. But then Starscream wasn't the sentimental fool and would not change just so he could escape this.

"Starscream."

Starscream nearly jumped but restrained himself just in time. "Yes, my Lord?" he asked as he turned around in the chair. That was when he noticed the empty room. Well, the room would be empty if it had not been for a grate big pile of worthless gray scrap that stood before Starscream.

"You are different. Something wrong?" He sneered, mouth twisting into an ugly smirk. The Seeker couldn't help but feel a little nervous now when he saw a glint in Megatron's optics that he recognised all too well.

"Why would there be?" he replied, voice only wavering slightly even though it was higher pitched then normal. He couldn't afford to be beaten.

Megatron smirked and reached a servo forward to cup Starscream chin. Starscream visibly flinched while his optics blazed with anger. "I think I should show you who your master is. Your behaviour this morning was... undesirable. You however-"

The two pulled away from each other when the doors to the Command centre opened and Soundwave walked in. His visor locked onto Starscream and then shifted to Megatron.

"Megatron: Security breach. Location: Lower levels, Sector 265. Infiltrator: unknown." The blue mech droned and Starscream rolled his optics before twisting round and thumping the panel. Even though his exterior radiated anger and defiance, his insides were tight with fear. His spark hammered against it's containment and his processor reeled. He suddenly felt very trapped again.

Bringing up the internal scanners of the Nemesis, Starscream began to sweep through each room only to bring up nothing. He turned his helm to Soundwave with a questioning glare when there was a blip and an energy signature just appeared out of nowhere. Starscream glared at it instead while Megatron crouched over his shoulder to look at the monitor.

"Soundwave, send some of your cassettes down there. Starscream, you get a cell ready."

He didn't argue and left the room with a very dignified walk until the doors closed and he legged it down the corridor.

*O o O*

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

Silence.

"Please?"

"Skywarp!" said jet backed away with servos up in surrender.

"Okay! Okay." There was stillness before, "But, please?"

Starscream slapped a servo to his faceplate in annoyance. Skywarp just couldn't take "no" for an answer. Starscream knew that Thundercracker would come back and that Warp would go and beg him, but right now it was only them in a very small room with three perfectly usable berths. That, for Skywarp, was a very good reason to ask for some interfacing. But it wasn't because Starscream had far more important and troubling things to sort out. Of course the horrible feeling of his tanks being near empty didn't help his attitude and after a conversation of just saying the simple word of "no" Skywarp should have known that it had meant that his levels of tolerance had diminished greatly.

But, as always, Skywarp was oblivious to the ticking time bomb.

"What? It's a simple request and it's fun. It helps to pass the time and I am really, really, really horny!"

"Well, I'm not. You are bonded to Thundercracker not me. Go pester him."

Skywarp pouted childishly, pouted his lower lip and crossing his arms over his cockpit. Of course if the false alarm about the infiltrator hadn't been made then maybe Starscream might have actually been able to relax. Skywarp had a habit about getting too excited about things, and when it turned out to be false he had so much energy from his excitement that he had to channel it into interfacing.

Damn that stupid non-existent infiltrator for attempting to exist.

"But TC is all grumpy and all, and he just can't go fast at all! You are just far more entertaining to 'face."

Starscream glared at Skywarp knowing full well that that sentence was a load of scrap. "You mean that if you interface with me you won't be the one getting stabbed in the aft. Ever consider how I feel?"

Skywarp actually looked guilty at that and the pout fell from his face to be replaced by a sorrowful expression. "Well... kinda but... I do like interfacing with you anyway."

Starscream narrowed his optics further. That was all he was. A toy and means to interface with. He didn't voice this new thought, instead he looked away from his Trine mate and focused on the datapad in his servo. The equations for the weapon were done. All he needed now was some supplies that were in his lab at the back of their quarters but that could wait till the morning. He was exhausted.

He put the datapad down and lay down on his berth. Resting a servo on his cockpit above his spark chamber, he tried to offline his optics but found he couldn't summon the will to do so.

"Starscream?"

Starscream sighed. "Yes, Warp?"

"Why are you... glowing?"

Starscream opened his mouth to answer when he done a double take. Glowing? Starscream gave Skywarp a questioning look. Skywarp was sitting on his own berth optics focused on Starscream. The red Seeker could tell that Skywarp was looking at his entire body, and that unnerved him.

"You aren't glowing glowing but you are... glowing. You seem different somehow, like your paint job is brighter and your optics are far more...deeper and you smell really good too."

"Skywarp you are delusional and the answer is still no." Starscream growled and was about to sit up when Skywarp vanished to reappear on him. Two servos landed on the white expanse of his wings while a knee was planted on his abdomen. Skywarp stared down into Starscream's optics with anger and lust both radiating from his field.

"Why have you changed? You have! Something is different and you are driving me mental! I am not stupid." Starscream tried to struggle out from underneath his Trinemate but Skywarp would not relent his hold. "Starscream, why are you keeping a secret from me? From us?"

"Skywarp you already know my secret. I... get off me Skywarp!" Starscream tried to push the bigger jet off him by placing his servos on the black shoulders but to no avail. Skywarp was heavier and stronger then he.

Skywarp glared down at Starscream until he finally stopped struggling. Softening his gaze Skywarp lowered himself down onto Starscream's body, moving his knee and stoking the wings beneath his servos as he put his forehead into Starscream's neck

"You have never been afraid of me before..." Starscream met Skywarp's gaze and realised that he was shaking violently. As Skywarp's full weight came down on him his body stopped only because it couldn't move. "Why are you afraid? You know I wouldn't hurt you."

Starscream forced himself to relax as Skywarp's legs wrapped around his own. "I am not afraid. I'm just tired and stressed."

Skywarp snorted as he nuzzled Starscream's cheek. "I love you." Starscream felt his spark twist in pain at the declaration. "TC and I really want to bond with you. Become yours as you become ours. You keep pushing us away like you are scared of us."

Starscream felt a drop of cleaning fluid slip from his optic. "I'm sorry. I can't help it. With what I am-"

"Shush. We know. We do know but we promise not to use you. We will let no one use you for that purpose."

Starscream could feel Skywarp's systems slow as he fell into recharge on top of him and couldn't stop the tears the flowed down his faceplate.

But you have already failed...

Okay okay I know it really confusing and all but bear with me! The next chapter will be more informative. I promise it will. You can throw rocks at me next time if I do not make more sense... just don't throw any big ones! They hurt!

I would love some feedback! What is going through your minds right now? Have you noticed anything strange about this chapter? Got any ideas on Starscream's big secret? I wonder what the price was? And more importantly... who is the blackmailer? Whoever guesses right (which I can safely say that not many will get because I made this whole chapter vague!) will get a preview of the next chapter. Cool rightt? (and now you are saying 'God she is so full of herself!'. I have the worst self confidence ever so yeah...)

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