Here we go again! I'm afraid to say that I did get flustered before this chapter as well, so if it seems rushed, I will go back and revise it later. However I do want to get these ideas out while I can because if I nitpick over how it's written now I will lose the story line. So sorry if it seems a little fast.
On the other hand, thank you so much to all the reviewers! I love the criticism, it really helps. And to answer some questions:
Yes, there will be other characters than Starscream, Megatron and the fallen one (who is the Fallen, I just think they would call him something different and a little more respectful). Some are appearing in this chapter.
Yes… Bee, Cade and Star are jailbait. Judging from their personalities, they are young and fairly attractive. Therefore- jailbait. Bee's got to be a virgin. Star… he is (was) in this fic. Cade? I haven't worked with Cade much, but he will show up later… no idea when, but I can't tell you without spoiling it. I'm sure he's at least gotten a few afts in his time. Maybe Blackout was too? I'll put in a blooper with Star, Bee and Cade being jailbait. Just to hold you guys off.
Can't tell you what's going to happen between Screamer/Megs/fallen one, cuz it would spoil like month old chocolate milk. I can let you know I'm a sucker for happy endings. But… I might make an exception… can't say right now, this is just coming out as it comes to me.
I don't own them, so don't bother with lawyers. I can whip their butts in court any day. I know the law and can use it!
Now if I can stop daydreaming of getting a job at a cake store and baking a huge cake for the opening of Twilight Town in Disney World (which is a dream), we can get back to business….I need a vacation. Anyways- here we go again! Weeee! (bay explosion)
Edited on July 30, 2010-
Starscream awoke in the same place as he was left the night before. The fallen one's window was dark, he must have been asleep. He took a moment to recall the events of last night. He remembered coming into the chamber… bowing…introducing himself, ok; so far so good. Then what…
Oh, right.
He was taken by that monster. He had to get out now… first throw off the blanket…wait. Blanket? Who covered him with a blanket? No time to ponder that now, he had to get out before that creep woke. He sat up, feeling the sting of his lost virginity rip through his back. It stung… but he could nurse the injury later. He had taken far worse in battle, mostly damages done to his wings when missiles punctured them or several hits to the lower portions of his body, usually destroying or at least damaging his legs. He could bear it long enough to get out of the chamber and contact friendlier beings…Thundercracker and Skywarp. His trine…his family… they wouldn't let him suffer like this alone. They never did.
Starscream gathered his bearings and stood up, gripping a nearby post for support as he wobbled from the damaged circuits and joints that felt like they were about to fall out underneath him. Everything hurt, stinging like a strong electrical current at irregularly high voltage going through sensitive circuitry… but no time for that. 'Get to the door and get out', plain and simple. Once there…he could close the chamber for now and wait for help. The first step was excruciating. Pain tore through his body as he moved his right leg forward, forcing back a harsh scream as his derma plating tightened and pulled against the resistance. The fluids that had coated his legs and chassis the night before were still there, dried and tight. He had trouble moving… but he gritted his dental plating and took another step. Just as terrible as the first… but worth it; if it meant escaping then every bit of pain was worth it. More steps followed, and soon he was at the doorway. Thankfully he had remembered to keep his mouth shut and vocal components offline. The last thing he needed was to wake the fallen one with his grunts of pain. It could mean that the fallen one would think he was weak, or worse… that he would wake up and want another round. Once was more than enough for Starscream. It was bad enough that he gave up his most cherished possession to a monster when he was saving it for Megatron, he doubted he'd survive a second round with the fallen. Part of him was just thankful that he didn't try to spark bond with the young air commander. Starscream hadn't used contraceptive programming in years, mostly because he didn't need to with Megatron gone and no one to bother chasing, so he could have easily been in heat and accidentally sparked a new spark that he'd either be forced to raise on his own or worse, to raise with a giant screeching symbol for a creator.
Megatron… why did it have to end like that? Here he thought that they would stand together as the rulers of Cybertron, sparkling on the way and together through the whole ordeal. Instead, Megatron's thirst…or ambition for the Allspark had led them to this crossroads. Megatron was gone. Starscream was alone…and had the command of the entire Decepticon army at his disposal. He could always order one of the femmes… no, who was he kidding. He had no love for the femme body, and the mind was nowhere near as strong as he enjoyed from the mech he'd been pursuing for millions of years beforehand. He wanted a mech… well, there were plenty to choose from. Thundercracker and Skywarp had found each other…so how hard could it be to find a mech that he liked to replace Megatron?
Perhaps Blitzwing? Not a chance, he was crazier than a politician who didn't lie.
Lugnut? No. Just no. Besides that, he was with Strika and she'd kill him if he tried.
Sunstorm? Uh… if he wanted constant praise at inappropriate moments, like when he was cleaning his dental plating or polishing his peds, then sure. Not likely.
Soundwave? Phhhhbbttt! Yeah right…at least that thought cheered him up. Made the pain a feel like it had resided for a moment as he chuckled in his helm.
Shockwave? …No. The mech probably had a iron pole stuck so far up his aft it had fused to his spinal column and noe charged an extra current to his cerebral circuits to help his intelligence.
Dirge? He would probably end up with naughty pictures of himself under his pillow every morning…and in the cleaning spray… and on every billboard available declaring that Starscream's aft was his and his alone. Not happening.
Ramjet? Again, something naughty at the wrong moment. Not to mention Ramjet was with Dirge. Or at least Starscream thought they were…he'd always been so busy that he couldn't give the secondary trine any of his time… but then again, Dirge and Ramjet weren't the only ones in the secondary trine…
Thrust? Ok… well Thrust had a crush on him back at the academy. And… he had upgraded into a handsome mech. It was worth a shot. What did he have left to lose? Sparklings didn't create themselves… and Thrust was better than resorting to something drastic. Like Demolisher.
…now that was a scary thought.
But as the door closed and sealed itself, Starscream felt like a mountain of weight had been taken off his shoulders. He released a sigh of relief, and allowed his body to slide down the doorframe to the floor. He took a few deep, refreshing air intakes to cool his processor. Pulling his arm stiffly up to his chest level, Starscream hit the COM button and dialed Thundercracker's code.
"Thundercracker…TC… are you there?" Starscream whispered hurriedly, holding back a groan of pain and hoping that the menace on the other side of the door wouldn't hear his COM link. Thundercracker's head came into focus on the COM link.
"Star…(yawns) what is the matter? Do you know what time it is? Why are you whispering?" Thundercracker said, voice laden with concern. Starscream gave him his most convincing, and rather sad, smile. He didn't want to worry his companions until they got here. Otherwise they would try to keep him locked up like a sparkling until they knew he could defend himself.
"Can you and Skywarp come get me… I'm in the fallen one's chambers… right outside. I need help. I can't move another micrometer. I'll…I'll tell you more later. Please…please hurry." Starscream replied quickly, holding back the emotions that were running rampant in his processor. Thundercracker, sensing the gravity of the situation, nodded with a sacred frown and shut the link off. Starscream let his arm back down and released another sigh. He leaned back against the wall and waited with his optics offlined. It wasn't long until he heard the familiar ped falls of his trine mates. He onlined his optics when they turned onto the hallway he was resting in. Starscream smiled his best…and tried to hold back as lubricants began to fill his optics. Thundercracker rushed to Starscream's side and embraced him on the ground, with Skywarp not far behind, mimicking his lover's the behavior. Starscream hugged them back as he allowed all of his pent up emotions to be released with the tears.
"Please, let's just get back to the surface for now… I need help." Thundercracker looked down at Starscream's legs, noting the fluids that coated them, then back at him and nodded sadly. Thundercracker took Starscream's left arm and gently threw it over his shoulders while Skywarp took the right arm and did the same. It only took them a few minutes using their ped thrusters to glide out of the temple. Starscream relaxed and dried his optics as soon as he was out of the temple, but let Thundercracker and Skywarp take him back to his new quarters. Once there, they set him on the side of the large bathtub and ran a hot water bath. (1) Thundercracker pulled a towel from the rack and tried to wipe away some of the oil and lubricants that decorated their trine mate. (2) Most of it was coming off easily, but a little would have to soak off in the soapy water that Skywarp was preparing. Thundercracker placed his servo on Starscream's forehead, just to make sure he didn't have an overheating processor. If a processor got too hot, it could be severely damaged and processors were not repaired easily. They didn't know how long Starscream had been in the cold temple, but he didn't need to get sick right now. It was early in the morning, only about sunrise. Thankfully no one had seen them flying back. It would have been embarrassing enough to explain this…even more so on Starscream's part. Covered in oil, energon and lubricants, sore and tired, unable to use his legs while his trine mates flew the current Decepticon leader to his home- great new start for the strong, undefeated leader of the Decepticons. Yeah… the media would have a field day if they got info like that on the new leader.
That wasn't a huge concern right now, but getting Starscream cleaned up and into a proper bed was. He hadn't said much since they had picked him up at the temple. Starscream was usually the one telling them what to do… his silence was unsettling. Thundercracker spoke up first.
"Star…" He said as Skywarp helped him lower the former Air Commander into the warm, soapy water. Starscream lifted his head a little, clearly sore. He gave Thundercracker a small smile.
"Star… tell us what happened. We are your friends. We are your trine mates… we want to help…" Starscream lowered his head a little, shadowing his optics. They heard a small sniffle of air intake come from the Decepticon Leader.
"I… he… the fallen one… he…" Then the seeker broke down, lubricants dripping into the warm, now dirtied water. Thundercracker and Skywarp placed their taloned servos on his shoulders, trying their best to comfort him. Starscream came a closer to the edge of the tub, letting himself be calmed by the other seekers. His sore, broken body screaming in pain. They had never seen him like this before. Thundercracker picked up a smaller towel and began to attempt to get the rest of the dried fluids off Starscream. Most came off in a matter of minutes, which seemed longer than they were mostly because of the energy fields Starscream was giving off coupled with his erratic sobbing was making his trine mates more alert than before. They washed him quickly and Skywarp pulled the plug on the tub as Thundercracker lifted Starscream out of the tub, whispering reassuring words to him.
"Skywarp" Thundercracker said, catching Skywarp's attention.
"Can you help me get Starscream to bed, then call Hook. He needs to take a look at the damage, and he can keep his vocal components offline when he has to. He is a medic after all." Skywarp nodded. He grabbed a large towel off the rack and handed it to Thundercracker, who wrapped Starscream in it, then Skywarp ran over to the door and propped it open so they could get Starscream out. Skywarp went back to help Thundercracker with the wounded Starscream, supporting the seeker's other side as Thundercracker maneuvered him out of the door. They gently laid him on the plush berth and covered him with the large, Decepticon purple blanket. Skywarp scooted out of the room and COMed Hook. The Constructicon was not happy about being COMed this early, but Skywarp explained what was happening. Hook was there in less than 10 cycles. Skywarp and Thundercracker waited patiently outside the silent room as Hook examined the damaged seeker. When Hook finally emerged, he took off his gloves and turned to the pair.
"I gave him a strong sedative. He'll be out for about 8 megacycles. I patched up what I could on him, but there was little more than some welding to be done. He should be fine, other than the emotional trauma. Give him one of these" Hook handed Thundercracker a container of sedatives (3) "every hour after he wakes. I don't want him sleeping the entire time, but he should be resting. I'll be back to examine him again tomorrow…but care to fill me in on who or…what did this to him?" Hook asked, crossing his arms.
"The fallen one…that's all Star told us before he broke down and called you. He was injured when we got there. Afraid to say that we don't know much after that." Skywarp said, Thundercracker nodding his head in agreement. Hook gave a small nod in understanding… this wasn't the first time he'd dealt with a private case like this.
"You two have a lot on your servos. He needs you two now more than ever… with Megatron gone, he's already a mess. Don't let him fall any further into the pitish state that he's in right now. They made a cute couple… too bad we'll never see sparklings from them." Thundercracker and Skywarp looked at him with wide optics. How did he know- wait, he was a doctor. Of course he knew. Everyone on Cybertron knew of the Decepticon Commander and Air Commander Starscream. They were like two stars in a twin system, absolutely inseparable.
"You two take care now, and don't let anyone in his chambers. He is resting, and those welds should hold. I'll try to arrange for a surgical procedure in the major repair bays early about 3 solar cycles from now to make sure that the bastard didn't do anything else to him that I didn't see on the outside. Call me if you have any questions or concerns. Don't hesitate either, that's how things go wrong. Be good!" Hook took his leave; he had to get down to the medical offices anyways. Thundercracker and Skywarp bid him farewell and turned to go back inside the Decepticon Leader's chambers. There laid Starscream, sitting mostly upright on his pillows, servos folded in front of him on his lap; in deep, drug induced recharge. Both mechs climbed into the berth and spooned against Starscream. The doors were secured and the lights were dimmed, the curtains were drawn and the entertainment monitor was buzzing in a dull hum over a mystery segment or news, none of them really cared which. They both felt the restful peace of recharge begin to sweep over them and allowed themselves to doze off next to their sleeping Starscream. The morning was going to be hell.
1) Ok, they have water on Cybertron now. Be quite. How else were they suppose to get the gunk off of him?
2) They have towels now too. Screamer looks cute wrapped in a towel.
3) They have sedatives because even I'm not that cruel. Screamer deserves some pain relief. He did just get raped. Errr… close to it. He wasn't for it. So it was partially noncon. Btw, Thundercracker better be careful with those. Skywarp always struck me as a druggie (but then again, in movie-verse, he is –was- a scientist who worked with large weaponry). But we love our bots.
Bloopers! (I promised a Bee, Cade and Screamer jailbait!)
(this round is going to be Bee's turn. Screamer needs a rest and Cade is….eating my cake. Hey! That's my cake!)
Bumblebee drove up to the Autobots new headquarters. The others were already inside and it was late. Sam was asleep after a long week at college, and Bee needed to check in with Ratchet for his vocal components. He walked into the main room, considering the rest were darkened, and saw the Autobots in a light recharge from… high grade? Where did they get high grade?
Bee had never acquired a taste for it, but it was strong stuff. It could knock out a Secuium Bull in the right amounts. Bee picked up one of the empty cubes and sniffed it. Strong stuff, good smell too.
"Heyya…(hiccup) Bee…" Ironhide slurred. He shifted from his slouched position over the back of the metal couch and reached a hand for Bee's aft… the smell of high grade coming from him was enough to make Bee barf.
"Get…yourserv…off 'im… hide" Ratchet slurred. He was just as drunk as Ironhide and slumped over a metal chair. The medic grabbed an empty cube a hurled it at the weapons specialist, who didn't flinch as it hit him in the head with a clatter.
"Both of you…are.. no..he's mine…cummere…(hiccup) Bee" Optimus, the last bot he ever thought he would see drunk, grabbed Bee by the waist and pulled him into his lap, snuggling the yellow mech as he did.
"Optimus! What are you doing? Stop!" Bee struggled against his commander, using songs to communicate as usual. Optimus was a little too tipsy to hear properly, and continued to pull Bee into a hug, snuggling his chest. Bee was about to do something drastic to either bring Optimus to his senses or get out. Until he noticed… that Optimus had stopped moving. They had all stopped moving.
Then they started snoring…great. They fell into recharge. And he was stuck here in Optimus's teddy bear hug, unable to move, and would just have to wait till they woke.
Might as well get comfy. This was going to be a long night.
Ok… yeah. It ended cute. I loved it. REVIEW PLEASE! You get cybercupcakes if you do! (gives cybercupcakes to all the reviewers) Now it is sleepy time. You got Bee being jailbait… or about as far as I will go with him for now. He's too cute to throw to prison guys. They'd hurt him (eyes Cade like he's in for it). Anyways! You know the drill. Give your thoughts in reviews and… yeah. Brain just gave out. Night people.
