WARNING: RAPE SCENE though it's not very explicit, I'm still warning y'all in case you may feel offended.Chapter 9:Notzucht

...Cain had killed his only Brother,

slain his father's son

With an angry sword, God drove him off,

Outlawed him to the dry and barren desert,

And branded him with a murder's mark.

And he bore A race of fiends accursed like their father...

Beowulf (Ll. 1261-1266)

When Starscream woke up from his recharge, he found himself alone on the triple-changer's berth. He snuggled deeper, taking in the vampire's scent. It fascinated him how three different scents from their respected personas could mix so well together. The seeker lifted his head from the berth, finding a small note on the table. Finally convincing his lazy mind to move, he rose from the berth and walked over to the table. Reading the note, he smiled, placing it back down.

"Blitzwing, you sure know how to make me crazy..." He laughed to himself.

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"I still don't understand why we have to do this..." Blitzwing rolled his optics, annoyed at the spider's whining.

"Vhatever, just follow orders...Zhe sooner ve finish zhis, zhe sooner ve can go back..." Blackarachnia stared back at him, a small smile creeping up on her features.

"Someone's sexually frustrated..." He pouted, glaring back at her.

"Shut up..."

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Apparently, Megatron had ordered everyone but him and Starscream on a mission back out on the planet they were on. Personally, Starscream didn't mind, though he was starting to miss his bondmate dearly. He sighed sadly, continuing his work on the monitor. Hopefully the day would go by quickly and he could go cuddle with the vampire(even though Blizwing would never admit to cuddling). He sighed in annoyance, leaning back on his chair. At that moment, the decepticon leader walked in, giving the seeker an amused stare.

"Bored, Starscream?"

"Yes..." The larger mech shook his head.

"You may take a small break. Come back in ten minutes." Though it confused Starscream why his leader seemed to be in such a good mood, he took the offe, heading back towards his room. Besides, there seemed to be a wire that was tangled between his mods and his waist...

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Hearing the triple-changer snickering to himself, the femme looked back at him with an annoyed expression.

"What the frag's so funny?" A click was heard, and she was staring at the Random personality.

"Vouldn't you like to know? Bwahahaha!" She rolled her optics.

"If it's about Starscream, I don't think I do..." Random's grin widened.

"Aw... are you jealous because I haf a better sex life? Or is it because I stole him from you?"

"Uh...WHAT?!" The crazy personality kept laughing. She growled.

"Oh, fuck you and fuck Starscream!" She yelled. Random's expression changed, getting a certain gleam in his optics.

"Oh~ I vill...Kekekeke..." He did not see the fist rocketing towards his face until the sheer force from the impact switched his personality for him.

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Fifteen minutes had passed, and Starscream had not returned to the monitor room. Usually, Megatron would let it slide, but the seeker was usually never late unless he had an excuse which he would inform him about before leaving. The decepticon leader stood up from his large throne, cracking his neck. He began walking towards the seeker's room, hoping that he was probably napping and forgot to wake up. He finally reched the door, knocking on it softly.

"Starscream?" He called through the door. He heard a muffled noise, but he oculd not distinguish what it said. Punching in the code, Megatron unlocked the door, swung it open, and froze.

The seeker had his back to him, fiddling with a loose wire on his side. His mods were off, showing his thinner, curvier physique. His tattoos were also revealed, but what Megatron was staring at was the intricate tattoo on his lower back. He'd seen that tattoo many times before... iMillions/i of years ago when seers were abundant in almost every culture in Cybertron.

Getting the feeling he was beign watched, Starscream finished repairing the wire and looked up. His optics widened when he saw Megatron, and he quickly turned to face him.

"F-forgive me, Lord Megatron... There was a loose wire and I began fixing it-" The larger mech put is hand up, silencing the seeker.

"It is fine, Starscream." He cleared his throat. "Please, follow me. I need to speak with you..." The seeker swallowedd. Was he going to make himburn his markings? They wer all he had left of his culture. He suddenly felt a large sadness wash through him until he felt comfort through the link he had with Bliitzwing. He pushed it aside, sending the triple-changer reassurance before he closed the link. They stopped at a door as Megatron punched in another code. Instantly, the door opened, and they steped inside. Starscream crossed the threshold, the door locked behind him and he couldn't help but feel a bad omen.

"Starscream, how will the weather be like today?" The seeker raised an optic ridge.

"I don't know, sir. It's cloudy, but It doesn't look serious to be rain...at least not yet-"

"Starscream." The larger mech interrupted. Starscream flinched, afraid of what was going to happen.

"It seems you have been... tired lately. What seems to be the matter?" Starscream cleared his throat nervously.

"W-well, I've had trouble recharging since I was stuck with monitor duty, so I-"

"Stop lying to me, Starscream." The seeker paled. Megatron moved closer to the seeker, turning him around and pushing him roughly against the wall. He ran a finger over the tattoo on his back, making the seeker shiver. He smirked.

"I thought I saw this mark before... Your mother had one just like it..." Starscream shut his optics, trying to control his breathing.

"M-my mother?"

"She was quite a beauty... and she was mine to command. No one could touch her, but that didn't stop your father, now did it?" He turned the seeker around again, pinning his wrists by his head. He glared.

"After I killed him, you mother disappeared, and the war began to take a turn for the worse... but then I found your mother again... and I killed her." He switched his grip on the seeker's wrists so they were pinned above his head by using one hand. The other gently caressed his cheek. Starscream shuddered.

"Then you came along, with those intricate tattoos your mother and father had. It was obvious you were their son, but I never knew you had her ability...until now..." He moved his face closer.

"I have half a mind to punish you for not telling me..." Starscream whimpered softly as he grabbed his chin.

"I know all about your kind and how you can get visions and dreams under extreme or intense situations... Torture and violence seem too time-consuming and dirty..." He moved his thumb over Starscream's lip, smirking darkly.

"So instead I'll use an... easier approach..." On instinct, Starscream brought his knee up quickly, hitting the mech in the stomach. As he ran towards the door, a strong hand pulled him back . Losing his balance, he caught himself on a desk. Before he could turn around, he was pushed roughly onto the desk. He tried geting up, but Megatron slammed his head down, causing the seeker to stay down. The sudden force rattled him, and he couldn't focus on anything.

"Must we do this, Starscream?" Megatron asked teasingly. He traced a finger down the seeker's back, down to his mark.

"You have a certain beauty about you... just like your mother...I'd hate to see it flawed." He held the seeker down as he pushed his legs apart. Starscream finally got his senses together and kicked Megatron with all his might. The larger mech stumbled back, and Starscream got up from the desk. He ran towards the door again, but he was suddenly tackled to the ground. As he tried lashing out, something pinned his wrists down. Megatron straddled his hips, staring down at him wih an amused expression.

"My my, aren't we the feisty one?" He smiled evilly, showing off his long fangs. Starscream's optics widened, and he suddenly realized both the mech's hands were free.

"H-how...?"

"It's an ability of mine...I can control a certain part of your processor nerve wirings so you cannot move... After all, I'll need my hands free..." One of his wrists suddenly felt lighter, but he had no time to move for the vampire grabbed it and bit him. He screamed in pain, tears welling up in his optics. When he pulled out, he noticed something on the seeker's bleeding wrist and glared. He licked his lips

"It seems one of my fledgelings has already claimed you... Now is that any way to treat one's creator?"

"Y-you...You're the one who turned Blitzwing..." he stated weakly. Megatron stared at the seeker.

" I suppose I did. And how would you know about Blitzwing's past? Oh, right... you're bonded to him." He spat icily.

"It doesn't matter, though. No matter how much that idiot loves you, his loyalty only lies with me. In fact, if I commanded, I could even have him hold you down as I claimed you..." Starscream felt tears slide down his face.

"N-no, you're lying!" He was suddenly slapped in the face.

"Shut up. It's the hard truth." His wrists were pulled down again as Megatron pushed his legs apart.

"Now, show me the future..."Starscream cried out in pain as he felt the vampire's cable roughly enter his port. Visions and flashes bombarded his mind, too fast to se what they were. he cried out through the link, hoping that somebody would help him. He began feeling weak from the blood loss. Megatron had not bothered to heal it, and he began to slowly fade form consciousness.

Suddenly, the pain was gone, and his wrists were free from that horrible hold. He found himself staring into four optics.

"Star! Star, look at me!" the femme cried. He turned around, watching the triple-changer lift his arm. For some reason, he panicked, and tried to pull away from his hold. Blitzwing was on him now, and he cried in protest as he tried to push him off. Hothead quickly pulled off his visors, and Starscream froze as he stared into his optics. Though they were that dark red, they had strange glow to them. The seeker relaxed, fading out of consciousness as he felt the triple-changer licking his wrist.

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"How much time do ve haf?" Blackarachnia looked up from the escape pod's control panel. Her face saddened as she caught glimpe of the unconscious seeker in Blitzwing's arms.

"I gave them each a double dose, so it could take around 5 hours until they get up, if what you told me about them was true." The mech looked down at the seeker, hugging him closer.

"Vhere are ve going?"

"An old friend of mine..." She whispered as they headed towards the earth's atmosphere.