The Brat Prince of Vos
Chapter 21
Continuity: Pre- and Post-TF:A, a little bit of AU here and there
Warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR ENDGAME!
Pairings: Megatron x Starscream, Cyclonus x Galvatron, Strika x Lugnut. Sort of, anyway.
As I wrote above, if you haven't seen Endgame, GO WATCH IT before you read this chapter! It contains spoilers!
And, before you come after me with pitchforks and torches, this is NOT the last chapter ;)
Starscream smirked as he sat quietly, watching Lugnut and Shockwave bicker over who was Megatron's favourite.
Anyone looking at the Seeker would have automatically assumed he was pleased with the results of his taunts; after all, he had been the one to push Lugnut over the edge. But no - amusing as watching the two other Decepticons was, that wasn't the reason for his smirking at all.
He smirked because, for the first time, he felt content in the knowledge that he was the favourite of the Decepticon tyrant. Megatron had never told him so explicitly, of course. But, after spending months alone on Omega Supreme, they'd had time to sort out their differences.
Or…some of them, at least.
Really, Megatron would have preferred that Starscream stayed a head - he was so much more portable, so much less treacherous that way, almost cute - but he grudgingly allowed the Seeker his new body.
Still; better to be safe than sorry, he supposed, and proceeded to destroy every last one of the clones. Besides, he didn't particularly like the idea of more than one Starscream. The former Prince was enough of a handful to deal with on his own.
When the flier finally onlined, he screamed in fury. 'Won't kill you anymore' Unicron's aft! The shot had been aimed at his legs, probably designed to cripple him, but it had been enough to take him out. Again.
He looked around, struggling to crawl towards the pieces of his body, cursing Megatron as he went.
He sighed as he fixed his legs back to his lower torso, realizing that yet again, he had provoked it. And he'd been doing so well, too. Perhaps he should apologize and hope Megatron would forgive him one more time…but then, the tyrant had broken yet another promise and shot at him. Reattaching himself to the appropriate pieces, Starscream grumbled to himself.
He'd just wait and see how he felt when he got down to Earth's surface. Anyway, if Megatron did kill him again, he'd implanted a failsafe into the Omega clones to thwart the Commander's plans. That would show him not to break promises…
Twisting his neck back into place with a crack, he transformed and took off for Earth.
It hurt.
He didn't know what the Autobots were doing, but it pulled, and tugged, and ached, until it felt like his head was about to explode. He grabbed onto it, swallowing a scream, as if trying to keep his circuits from bursting out of his head. The wretched Cyberninjas continued to hum, gathering more shards.
Shards? Wait…oh, Primus.
Too late, he smacked a hand over his forehead - but the All-Spark shard keeping him alive had already been pulled out.
The pain disappeared, and slowly, he felt himself falling to the ground, as if in slow motion.
I didn't get to confront Megatron, he thought, strangely calm. I was going to…apologize…and tell him I…
Oh, slag, the Omega clones…
Need to warn him that I…
With a soft sigh, his systems shut down. He didn't even feel the crash as he hit the ground.
Something was wrong. Suddenly, something felt different, and Megatron hesitated as he brought his blade down on Optimus.
Taking advantage of the moment, the Prime managed to land a hit with Ultra Magnus' hammer, and the Decepticon tyrant was sent crashing down to the ground. He growled, but let himself stay down for a moment - better to figure this sensation out than to let it distract him further.
And slowly, it hit him. He felt it, even though he didn't know why, and roared, optics blazing in fury up at the Autobot flying above him, and he shot his fusion cannon aimlessly in his rage, launching himself up at the Prime to channel his anger into the fight.
Starscream was dead.