The Brat Prince of Vos
Chapter 18
Continuity: Pre- and Post-TF:A, a little bit of AU here and there
Warnings: None, really.
Pairings: Megatron x Starscream, Cyclonus x Galvatron, Strika x Lugnut. Sort of, anyway.
I don't like this chapter =_=
These next few chapters take place during TF:A, and are done in a kind of snapshot style, capturing the most important moments and things "behind the scenes", if you will. Since I'm assuming everyone reading this has watched TF:A, I don't want to just retell the entire damn cartoon :p
I hope that doesn't put anyone off...D:
It had happened so fast, compared to the slow, unending years searching for the All-Spark. The Autobot ship. The bomb he had placed on Megatron's back. The space-bridge malfunction. The half-destroyed Nemesis crashing into the moon of this strange, blue planet.
And suddenly, Starscream was all alone.
He paced around the broken husk of the Nemesis in circles - from the main control room, around the ship, back to the control room. The cycle was repeated endlessly. Each time he arrived at the control room, he searched for a signal. Autobot, Decepticon, anyone would do.
There was nothing. Strange, buzzing communications from the planet below - but other than that, nothing.
"…You killed him," Cyclonus repeated incredulously.
"Pretty sure of it," Starscream said. "Maybe. I'm not sure, it happened kind of fast, and then there was this big explosion. I'm not picking up any energy signals from…anywhere at all."
Cyclonus continued to stare at his long distance communication device in horror. "You killed Megatron," he repeated again.
"Uh-huh," came Starscream's raspy voice through the device.
"Can I ask why you killed your future bondmate? Why, more importantly, you killed the ONLY mech keeping the Decepticons from falling apart?!" Cyclonus yelled.
The flier on the other end just laughed, the sound hollow and empty. "He wasn't going to bond with me. He broke his promise. I wanted revenge."
Cyclonus almost snapped the device in his hand in half, expression dark, dental plating grit together.
"Cyclonus? Are you still there?"
With the iciest tone he could muster, Cyclonus hissed back at the Seeker. "Starscream. You are not the only mech that has waited millennia for their intended to bond with them." And with that, he crushed the communications device under his heel. Cyclonus laid back down on his berth, trying to quell his emotions, but to no avail. He seethed quietly, remembering the mech that had proposed to him so long ago.
He was so lost in his processor that he didn't even notice Strika walking in. "Who vas dat?" she asked calmly, making Cyclonus jump in surprise.
The jet relaxed again and looked away. "Nobody," he muttered darkly.
"Mhm," she said, optics glittering knowingly. "And did dis 'nobody' have any news about Megatron?"
"No," Cyclonus snapped.
"Perhaps…another mech vith a name ending vith 'tron'?" she teased, leaning against the doorframe.
Cyclonus glared at the General, and she chuckled to herself, walking away to her own quarters - suddenly very grateful for the constant presence of Lugnut over their bond, letting her know he was safe in New Kaon.
He picked up Megatron's faint energy signal at the same time as that of the All-Spark.
As he flew down to the blue and green planet below, Starscream honestly wasn't sure which one he wasn't going after.