Chapter 8:Schutz

The causes of vampiric generation were many and varied in original folklore. In Slavic and Chinese traditions, any corpse which was jumped over by an animal, particularly a dog or a cat, was feared to become one of the undead. A body with a wound which had not been treated with boiling water was also at risk. In Russian folklore, vampires were said to have once been witches or people who had rebelled against the Church while they were alive.

"You got the goods?" The dealer smirked, his violet optics having a certain shine to them.

"But of course I do! What kind of arms dealer would I be if I showed up empty-handed? And that's not counting all the sales that would go down..." He opened up the storage compartment in his chest, pulling out a metal container. One of the shady mechs walked over to him, taking the object while simultaneously paying him in full. The others opened the container, inspecting the weapon they had bought.

"Now, I know it may look small," Swindle said, " But I assure you, it packs quite a punch!" He smiled, showing off sharp dentals. A sudden chorus of voices made the small group turn their attention to the guards, who had somebody in tow. They threw the mech on the ground, waiting for his judgement.

"We caught 'im eavesdroppin' on our meetin', boss." One guard said to the mech dealing with Swindle. The mech glanced down at the poor soul on the floor, then back at Swindle.

"I'm very sorry you have to see us kill him, Swindle. This is most unbecoming..." The dealer smiled at him, waving his hand.

"Don't you worry a thing about it, sir! I undersand completely the situation. As a matter of fact, "Swindle's sharp dentals grew longer, sticking out from his mouth.

"Let ime/i take care of this little 'problem'. Think of it as a fringe benefit. " He turned towards the shivering mech on the floor and pounced so fast the victim di not have time to scream as Swindle tore open the mech's neck cables-

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Starscream woke up at the sound of an animalistic roar coming from somewhere above him. Blitzwing, in his Hothead persona, was poised over him like a lion protecting his dinner, exposing his fangs as he growled dangerously at some unknown threat.

"Blitzwing?" The seeker shifted nervously under the mech. Switching to Icy, Blitzwing looked down at him. He blinked in confusion, then shifted until he was laying on top of the seeker. His fangs retracted.

"Starscream? Vhat's wrong?" He gently caressed Starscream's cheek, making the seeker purr in delight.

"I'm fine, Blitzwing... But why did you get all crazy like that just now?" The triple-changer fell silent, stopping his light touches on the seeker's head. Vampires rarely dreamed, and when they did, they were usually bad omens of things to come. He gave the seeker a small kiss on his forehead, pulling him close into a small embrace.

"I frightened you, didn't I?" Starscream looked up, raising his head from the vampire's shoulder.

"I only got scared because I was worried about you... I thought something happened..." The seeker frowned, nuzzling the triple-changer's neck. Blitzwing held him closer, feeling as if it would be the last time he ever did.

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"You're weak again..." Starscream stared at the vampire, who was currenty at his desk. Blitzwing stared back at him.

"I am... und I don't vant you to be around me if I crack-" The sudden slap to the face startled him. He looked up at Starscream with wide optics. Starscram leaned in close until their noses barely touched.

"I love you, Blitzwing... I'm here for you always." The triple-changer looked down, but the seeker grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up.

"I don't vant vhat happened a few veeks ago to happen again" Starscream's glare softened.

"I was confused and naive to your nature... I know better now..." The triple-changer stood up, subconsciously pushing the seeker towards the berth.

"I must varn you, Starscream. I am quite unstable at zhe moment und I don't know vhat vill happen..." The seeker gave him a small smile as he lowered his gaze.

"It's fine..." There was a soft click, and Starscream found himself staring at Hothead's visor. The mech forcefully pushed Starscream onto the berth, slowly crawling over him. The seeker's breath hitched as he watched the triple-changer map out his body. As Blitzwing made his way down, he stopped at the seeker's ankle. He opened a hidden compartment, pulling out a small dagger. Giving the seeker's leg a small kiss, he crawled back up again and made a small cut on the seeker's arm. Starscream moaned softly as Blitzwing curled his lips around the wound, sucking gently. As one of the vampire's hand held down the seeker's arm, the other began running down his side. Starscream shivered under his hold from the erotic-feeling sensations the triple-changer seemed to send him with every small touch.

It was a sort of side-effect that came with feeding, and the fact that it was Starscream and his intoxicatingly sweet blood, it just aroused him even more. Blitzwing could feel his fangs growing, and he began to nip at the wound on the seeker's arm, one of his fangs barely grazing the cut. From the corner of his optics, he saw a dazed, lustful expression painted on the seeker's face that made him want to take him right here and now. His hand darted towards the seeker's thigh, forcing it to the side as he started opening his pelvic armor-

"Hey Starscream, where did you leave my reports yester... day..."The two mechs turned to the door and watched Blackarachnia blush all possible shades of red behind her helmet. They sat in an awkward silence until she walked over to the couple, roughly pushing Blitzwing onto the floor. Starscream sat up as she sat down in front of him.

"The reports?" He asked as if he wasn't just caught in the middle of almost having sex.

"You know, the ones I filled out yesterday and you took them because I got really tired..." His face lightened in realization.

"Oh! Those ones... I think I left them in my drawer so they wouldn't fall everywhere..." She hugged him.

"Aw... you're so sweet to me!" He laughed as he hugged her back. A cough interrupted their small show of affection. THey turned towards the angry mech on the floor. Blackarachnia glared.

"What do you want?" Blitzwing returned the glare.

"I vas in zhe middle of somezhing-"

"Good thing I came when I did!" She yelled, cutting him off. "Primus knows what you would've done-Starscream, what happened to your arm?" She asked suddenly. Ignoring the seeker's protests, she grabbed his arm and brought it up to see. Seeing the cut, her optics widened. With a speed that would rival Blurr's, she tackled the triple-changer and wrapped her hands around his neck.

"WHAT THE FRAG ARE YOU PLANNING, YOU PSYCHOTIC GLITCHHEAD?!?!? HUH?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY POOR BROTHER!?!?!?" She screamed at the top of her voice as she choked him roughly. The seeker grabbed the spider by her waist, trying to pry her off the poor mech. He finally managed to pull her off, thanks to his knowledge of her ticklish spots. He held the femme tightly as Blitzwing got up and sat on the berth, rubbing his sore neck.

"Li-Li..." He whispered to her. She looked back at him.

"Yeah?"

"Promise me you won't attack him if I let you go." She scoffed.

"But he cut you, Starscream-"

"Promise me, Li-Li..." He growled. She slumped in his hold.

"Fine... You win..." He let her go, and true to her word, the femme stood by the seeker, as fas from the triple-changer as she could get. Starscream turned towards the mech.

"Should we tell her?"

"Tell me what, Star?" Blitzwing sighed, standing up.

"Blackarachnia... I'm a vampire..." Her optics widened at first, then slapped the seeker on the head.

"Is that why you have bite marks? You told it was because he was kinky! You liar!!!"

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"Slag it all to the Pit!" the seeker cursed under his breath as he ran down the hall towards Blitzwing's chamber. He almost forgot he left his violin in the mech's room, and now he had to sneak it out of the triple-changer's room. Of all the weeks he could have gotten it back, he chose the one Megatron was on night shift. Everyone else had to go scout the planet they landed on while he and Megatron guarded the ship. The seeker finally stopped at Blitzwing's door and punched in the code. Finding the violin behind the berth, he picked it up and quietly slid out of th room. He walked quietly but quickly and was almost at his door. Victory would be his!

"Starscream..."

Well, slag...

Starscream quickly turned around, hiding the instrument behind his back. He gulped slowly.

"Y-yes sir?" Megatron arched an optic ridge.

"What were you doing in Blitzwing's room?" Noticing the seeker hiding something behind his back, the leader's optics narrowed.

"Starscream, what are you hiding?"

"N-Nothing!" He answered quickly. Megatron glared.

"Starscream..." he growled dangerously. "What are you hiding?" Shivering, the seeker brought up the instrument from his back. Megatron glanced at it, then back at the seeker.

"I thought you were not supposed to have any personal belongings from the past..." He stepped closer to the seeker, who stepped back in fear. He roughly grabbed one of the seeker's wrist, pulling him close.

"Don't you dare run away from me!" He hissed menacingly. Starscream's optics widened, getting a small flash in his mind. He blinked a few times, shaking the feeling off. Surprisingly, Megatron's glare softened, and he let go of the seeker's wrist.

"Do not let me catch you with it again, Starscream." Megatron left qickly, leaving the seeker alone on the hallway. Regaining his composure, he ran inside his room, locking the door behind him. Megatron sat back down at his throne, glancing at the monitor. The other three decepticons were on their way back. He glared at the screen, gripping the armrest of his chair.

"I thought seers died off a long time ago..."

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Starscream onlined his optics, nuzzling closer to the warmth of the sleeping vampire. He gave the recharging mech a small kiss, feeling giddy as he remembered what happened a few hours ago. They had spark-bonded, and for once in his life, Starscream felt safe, protected, and loved. He felt the other's hands move down his frame. Looking up, he saw that the triple-changer had woken up.

"What, once wasn't enought for you?" He asked playfully. Blitzwing smirked.

"I dont think anything vill ever be enough, mein Star." The seeker gave him a mischievious smile.

"Too bad you can't last very long..." As the seeker stuck out his tongue, the triple-changer crawled on top of the seeker and pinned him down, ready to prove him wrong.

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Megatron glared at his faint reflection in the mirror. The seer would be his, one way or another, and his unloyal 'creation' would be punished...