Chapter 21: Hass
You're all I need, make you only mine;
I loved you so I set you free.
I had to take your life.- You're All I Need-Nikki Sixx/Motley Crue
"I still don't zhink ve need zhose..." Blitzwing grimaced as Red Alert slashed open another roborabbit's neck open, spilling it's blood into a bowl. She looked up and narrowed her optics before wiping her hands clean.
"Do you wish to find him or not?" She snapped. Blitzwing looked away.
"Sorry..."
"It's fine. Get me the turbofox." He sighed before making his way to the cages that held all the animals Red Alert used in her spells. It made him sad sometimes seeing the poor little creatures she had, as if their only purpose was to be killed for their blood, organs, or other body parts to help make a spell or find the trail to something. The only thing that calmed his spark was the fact that she treated her animals humanely, like pets, unlike other witches and warlocks. That was probably why he liked her, other than the fact that she helped raise and protect Starscream for about half of his life. Finding the cage, he gently took the fluffy little turbofox out of its holding and made his way back to Red Alert.
"Here it is..." He said sadly.
"Don't give me that, Blitzwing. This is our only chance of finding Starscream, since you forgot where the base was located..." Blitzwing looked away, and Red Alert winced.
"I didn't mean that..." He looked back at her with forgiving optics.
"I know, madam..." Giving him a sad smile, she took the small fox from his hand and set it on the table. Taking the bowl of rabbit blood that was also mixed with other ingredients, she took the fox's head and placed it in the bowl, where it barely touched his muzzle. Red Alert closed her optics. Whispering an incantation, the bowl began to glow a strange green color. The turbofox's optics widened, as if they were small projectors turning on, and began showing dark-looking mountians in said projector. It was weird, to say the least, since Blitzwing had only seen this done once, when he was still a Decepticon. The scenery began to move forward at a high speed, stopping at a large fortress. They could see Decepticon vampires prowling in the shadows looking out for intruders. Blitzwing's spark almost froze when he caught a glimpse of his beloved looking out a window with some of the saddest optics he had ever seen. Seeing another seeker approach him, the triple-changer arched an eyebrow, wondering why the other looked so much like Starscream. His thoughts were cut short when Red Alert began to speak again.
"It seems they are on Cybertron's third moon... In a heavily-guarded fortress..." The vision blinked before fading away completely, letting the fox move his head. Red Alert scratched one of its ears before cleaning its chin. The fox wagged its tail before nuzzling her hand.
"I don't think you might like this idea, but we're gonna need him..." Blitzwing arched an eyebrow.
"Who are you talking about?" She looked away, staring at a peculiar spot on the wall.
"We need a way to distract the guards, and a siren just might do the trick-"
"Nein!" Hothead snarled. "Ve do NOT need a siren!" He pouted immaturely, folding his arms. "I don't like zhem..." She glared at him before stomping over to him and grabbing him roughly by his collar, pullinghim down to her level.
"Do you want Starscream or not!?" he shivered. Red Alert sure was scary.
"J... Ja..."
"Then sit down, shut the frag up, and let me get Blaster while you go get your friends and start forming a plan!"
"S-so then what happened?" Starscream smiled at the other's enthusiasm and continued his story.
"Okay, so finally the Queen makes a poisoned apple, and in the disguise of a farmer's wife selling apples, offers it to Snow White. At first, Snow White hesitates, remembering what had happened before. So the Queen cuts the apple in half, offering her the poisoned red half while she eats the white part. She eats the apple eagerly, but the poison starts working, killing her." Skywarp gasped.
"Oh no!" Starscream chuckled.
"Don't worry, it's not over yet! So when the dwarves find her, they try to revive her. Unfortunately they can't, so they believe she is dead. Because she was so beautiful, they built her a glass coffin, so they could see her whenever they passed by her grave. A prince traveling through the land sees her coffin, and instantly falls in love with her. He asks the dwarves to take her with him so the coffin can be safe in his castle, but the dwarves refuse at first, saying that she is their sunshine. Finally, they let him take the coffin with him. When the servants are carrying her coffin away, they stumble on some bushes, and the movement causes the bit of apple stuck in her throat to dislodge itself. She wakes up instantly, and the prince confesses his love for her and takes her to his castle so they can be wed." Skywarp looked on in amazement and awe. Starscream continued.
"The evil Queen, still believing that Snow was dead, went to her mirror and asked once again who was the fairest in the land. The mirror responds, 'You, my Queen, are fair; it is true. But the young queen is a thousand times fairer than you.' Not knowing who the new queen was, she arrived at the wedding. Her heart filled with utmost dread at the sight of her stepdaughter. Now in some variations, the Queen runs all the way from her castle to the wedding, dropping dead from exhaustion at Snow White's feet. Another variation is that she is punished for her crimes by being forced to wear heated iron shoes and dance until she falls down dead..." Skywarp flinched.
"Wow... These stories sure are s-scary sometimes..." Starscream gave him a warm, gentle smile, petting Skywarp's head gently.
"It's okay, Sky. Stories aren't that bad. If you want to, you can change the story however you wish..." Hearing strong footsteps, Starscream glared at the locked door.
"It's reality you should worry about..." He hissed as the door opened, revealing the vampire that had ordered his kidnapping in the first place. He smirked, making Skywarp cower behind Starscream.
"Good morning, my lovely little traitor..." Placing a hand over Skywarp's, Starscream narrowed his optics.
"What do you want, Megatron?" Megatron's smirk fell a little, stepping forward until he was in front of the seeker on the bed. Starscream's intakes grew faster, and Skywarp shifted away from them.
"Now, Starscream. You are in no position to demand anything..." He leaned in closer, placing both hands on either side of the seeker. Skywarp whimpered.
"As to what I want... I think we both know that, Starscream..." In one swift movement, Megatron had grabbed Starscream by the neck and pinned him to the berth. Skywarp cried, hiding behind the berth.
"M-Master, p-please don't h-hurt him!" Megatron ignored the other seeker, glaring down at the traitor under him.
"You're lucky that spell's not fully sunken in, or I'd have already claimed you by now..." He growled. Starscream whimpered, grasping at the hand over his neck. Megatron squeezed tighter out of spite.
"If you never left, then I wouldn't have made Cyclonus go after you and kill that damned triple-changer..." Starscream managed to pry off a finger from his neck.
"I-if you hadn't killed my mother, then I wouldn't have to deal with you! I HATE YOU!" Megatron's optics flashed that dark red, and Starscream's hands were pinned down again. He traced the seeker's face with his hand, earning a frightful, disgusted look from the seeker.
"You hate me? But I wasn't the one who brought this world upon you... It was Blitzwing who opened the door to our world, and Lockdown who walked in with you." Megatron's fangs began to grow, and Starscream began to struggle. The vampire was too strong.
"I can take you back to how you were before, Starscream... Back to second-in-command... Back on the Nemesis... Back to the Decepticons-" He grunted in pain as one of Starscream's legs connected with his torso. It was not enough to break his concentration on his hands, though, so he was still pinned down.
"I hate your world. I hate the Nemesis... I hate being your second... I hate the Decepticons... Most of all... I hate you... I hate you for ruining my life!" Tears began falling from his optics. Megatron's optics glowed a red so dark they were almost purple. Starscream shuddered.
"Hate me all you want, Starscream. Nothing will ever make me free you..." He lowered his head to the seeker's audios. "You are mine. You always have been mine, and you always will be..." He sunk his fangs into Starscream's neck, making the seeker scream out in pain. Blood dripped onto the berth in a small, pink puddle. Starscream cried; Cried for himself, for the family he had never known, for the friends he may not see ever again, and for the mech that he had loved with all his spark.
But most of all, he cried for the clone that was sobbing in the corner biting his hand to stop himself from joining Megatron.
"Ready to get beaten again?" Bumblebee gave the smirking blue mech a playful glare.
"We'll see about that!" He replied. The bet was simple: The first one to get to the pole would be declared the fastest, so as to finally settle the small war between them. After counting down to one, Blurr yelled out, 'GO!', and a blur of blue and yellow cut across the area. As much as he hated to admit it, Blurr was surprised to see Bumblebee keeping up with him. It had been a while since anyone had gotten so close to him. Blurr smirked before using his powers to go even faster. Bumblebee glared before tapping into his own powers and speeding up right behind him.
"You're not as slow as I remember you, 'Bee!" Blurr teased. Bumblebee glared at him before widening his optics in shock at the accident about to unfold. The blue mech was making his way to a sign post really fast. Bumblebee began to slow down, trying to tell him to stop. Blurr unfortunately didn't get the message until he tripped and fell onto it, cutting a large gash into his shoulder. Bumblebee ran over to him.
"Holy Primus! Are you alright, Blurr?!" He almost screeched. The other grunted in pain as he brought himself up into a sitting position. He brought up a hand to his shoulder, wincing at the pain. He brought his hand to his face, noticing the blood on his fingertips.
"Ugh..." He grunted. "Must've-hit-myself-harder-than-I-thought... Bumblebee?" The yellow bot's optics seemed to have been glazed over by a thin layer of red.
"Bee?" the dhampir took the other's hand and began to gently suck on Blurr's fingertips. Blurr moaned, blushing as Bumblebee ran his tongue down his middle finger. The yellow bot suddenly buried his fae into the wounded shoulder and began to lick off the blood. Blurr grunted in pain, showing off his sharp fangs. His optics became slitted, and claws began forming on his hands. A deep, rumbling purr escaped his throat. Bumblebee's fangs grew longer, scratching the edges of the gash. Blurr let out a strange noise that sounded like a chirp, which made the dhampir snap out of it. Their optics went back to normal again. Bumblebee covered his mouth in embarrassment.
"Oh my- I-I'm sorry!" Before Blurr could stop him, Bumblebee made a beeline for the hospital, leaving him stranded there. Blurr sighed before picking himself up and heading over to get his wound treated. Making his way inside, he bumped into Lockdown, who only gave him a mischievious little smirk.
"So..." he started off the conversation, "You like halflings..."
Meanwhile, Bumblebee was siting quietly next to Blitzwing as he sipped some energon from a cube.
"So..." The triple-changer stated similarly to the werejaguar. He changed to Random, giving Bumblebee a maniacal grin, "You like zhe kitties, ja?" The dhampir almost spit his energon out. Random cackled loudly, and Bumblebee just wanted to die right then and there.
Hotshot curled up into a corner of the room he was assigned to stay in with Rodimus. He had heard some pained cries coming from across the hallway. Of course, since he had no priviliges, he was not allowed to leave the room at all. Later, when they had to report to Megatron, he could practically smell the victim's blood in the old vampire's systems. He tried not to grimace at the stench of his lust and hormones; they were beginning to get a little overpowering. After the meeting was finally over, Hotshot practically sprinted towards his room and locked himself in the closet. It was his little haven when the new world he was a part of would become too much for him. As he sat by himself in the darkness, his mind began to wander back to Megatron's sickenly sweet stench. It bothered him; Megatron never smelled sweet. It must have been the blood he had drunk before he had talked to them.
It was a scent he had never smelled before. He had vampire blood, normal blood, and even were blood. This one... This one smelled sweet, to the point where it became so intoxicating you just had to get a taste of it, even if it meant lethal addiction. Hotshot shook his head, controlling his appetite. He took in a shaky intake and let the tears fall from his optics. He never wanted this; Why did he have to pay for the sins of his creator?
Starscream placed another cold compress on Skywarp's forehead to help cool down his systems. The seeker had fallen ill after the events from today. He feared that the violent way Megatron had bit him had scarred the other mentally as well as emotionally. Checking Skywarp's hand one more time for infection, he brought the blanket up closer to him. Making sure Skywarp was comfortable, Starscream slowly made his way over to the window and looked out. His optics glazed over as he stared at the sky. His spark felt as if it was bleeding; It needed Blitzwing's presence through the bond. Without it, Starscream felt empty, lonely... To the point where he almost became suicidal.
Feeling optics on him, he looked down to see the guards outside stare at him with dark optics. He shivered before giong back inside and closing the window. His wound was still fresh, so the scent probably riled them up. He backed up, not noticing the figure behind him until he ran into it. He gasped and turned around, locking optics with Skywarp's. In the dim light, they glowed that dark red, making Starscream shiver.
"Sky...? What's wrong?" He bit his lip, nervous of the other. Skywarp was a vampire, so it made sense why Starscream was scared right now. Skywarp stepped closer, backing Starscream up against the wall. The magenta seeker began to breathe faster and shut his optics tightly. He didn't want a repeat of earlier. Skywarp leaned in close to Starscream's neck, right above the wound. His fangs grew, making Starscream whimper.
"I'll be g-gentle... I promise..." He whispered. "I-I need blood right n-now..." He sunk his fangs into Starscream's wound, immediately activating the paralyzer. Starscream relaxed, letting the other suck a little of his blood. Skywarp pulled away quickly and licked his lips. Starscream looked up, confused.
"I-If h-he finds out I-I d-drank from y-you..." He stopped, not wanting to continue. Starscream understood, giving Skywar a small smile.
"It's okay, Sky... It's okay..." Even though it wasn't...
Cheetahs chirp... It's a really cute sound
I also noticed I forgot to put disclaimers... but y'all should know by now that I don't own these characters...