Ok… it's been three long days. And, yet again, complications prevented me from being on time. This time it was a certain person coming by and closing my laptop! It shut down because of it, and I was at the movies! Doing research! Errggg…. Anyways, after having to retype everything from scratch, I finally offer you the 8th chapter. I don't own Transformers, just playing with them and traumatizing people. I know it took a while, but I will update later with the 9th chapter, given my internet doesn't go out on me again. Internet, tv and phone went out earlier. For about… I want to say 6 hours… anyways, I was doing other stuff, so I couldn't upload when I got home from dinner.
Oh and a side note… if you are reading, please review. I feel like I'm just not that entertaining… indulge me and leave a review please. Even just a hello. (and thank you to all my reviewers so far! I will try to stick to the story line from the movie, but if I botch something tell me!!! Especially the interaction between Starscream and Megs at the gestation pods).
Starscream gave a swift and well placed kick to the Fallen's abdomen, causing him to fall onto one knee as the fallens servos went to protect his groin and stomach from any other kicks. He took the opportunity to flee to the entrance of the ship.
"Starscream, I'm home!" Starscream ran up to the silver mech, wanting to embrace him so badly… only to find his sputtering excuses came second nature. Then the customary servo… or claw now… to the neck, pinning him against the wall… or hatchling cases. Yup… all was normal.
Megatron was pissed, mostly because he had been left to die in the Laurentian Abyss. He wasn't too gentle around the gestation pods, but it wasn't like he really cared either. They were going to die without energon anyways. Most had already miscarried.
"Master…easy, gentle, gentle, fragile!" The silver seeker sputtered as his wings pressed into the gestation pods. He was frightened for the hatchlings… he never liked hatchlings after they were out of their pods, only because they were loud and annoying when they screeched or pulled at his wings because they were in reach. However, he did find them adorable when they were silent, and not tormenting his poor, sensitive audios with high pitched screeches and screams. Though if Megatron asked him to bear a sparkling… he would have consented in a sparkbeat. But in reality, his logical mind tol him that the chances of Megatron ever wanting a sparkling before the war was over were slim to none.
"Where is my master?" Starscream's spark fell… the first thing his master asks for is to see the fallen one… way to go Megatron. Starscream pointed to the area he just emerged from and felt the claw fall from his neck. Megatron began to walk the way Starscream had pointed, but stopped and turned his helm to Starscream, who was still on the ground.
"You look well…" Megatron said, startling Starscream out of his trance. He looked up at his one and only master. "Perhaps… after I meet with master… we can catch up in my quarters?" Megatron gave Starscream a soft smile, and received a happy smile in return. He turned to go to his master for his next orders, leaving Starscream to clean up the stillborn that had been jarred from its gestation pod. He picked up the little body in his talons and pulled it to his chest. The poor little being… he saw two little bumps of metal on its back. It would have been a flier had it been born… but it was too late now. Their species needed energon, and they need it now! Their hatchlings were dying long before they were formed enough to survive outside of the pods. Starscream wanted to see more of their species survive… they lost too many in the war and thanks to the fallen's ignorance. At this rate, the fallen was going to be the cause of their downfall, not the lack of energon or the absence of the Allspark. He wanted Megatron to take over the Decepticons… he would have made a much better leader and emperor than the fallen had ever been.
"Starscream" The monsters voice rang from the other room. He placed the hatchling in his servo and took his leave to the room where his love and his rapist waited for him. Now if only Megatron would come to his senses… and he would get up the courage to finally ask Megatron if he was worthy of being his bondmate…
Yeah. Right.
Starscream entered the room with the hatchling swaying from his taloned hand, approaching his rapist's left side. Megatron was on the other side and watching Starscream as he stood in front of him, while the fallen was looking at something else. Starscream began to feel like he was being observed by a vulture and a lover at the same time. He felt the cold hand of the fallen move its way to his lower back and try to egg him closer to the chair he now sat in… to which Starscream hoped it was because of his little kick to the groin. Bastard deserved it.
"The hatchlings will keep dying like this if we don't obtain more energon." Starscream said, hiding his sudden fear that he would be thrown across the fallen's lap and spanked until his aft plating was sore and broken.
~~~Megatron's POV~~~~~
Megatron couldn't help but notice the sudden hostility in his Second in Command's stance as his master caressed his aft… almost like a pleasure bot.
No. Starscream was his.
Not even his master could take that from him. After all his time encased in that blasted Cryostasis chamber on Earth, dreaming of his silver angel, no one was taking his little Starscream from him. He wanted to reach out and take his master's arm away from his seeker. Given he didn't move it in 3…2…
~~~~Starscream's POV~~~~~
The fallen moved his hand away from Starscream's aft, which had only been there for a total of 14 seconds. Starscream let a rush of air signify a relieved sigh, but then took the opportunity to move away from the fallen and turned to leave the room. He wanted to go to his quarters- no. He wanted to go to Megatron's quarters and wait for him to come to his berth to sleep… with Starscream staying at his side the entire recharge cycle. Curled in Megatron's arms, or embraced in a warm bath, letting the liquids slide off his chassis were months of wear and tear had battered and bruised him to the point of exhaustion. The idea of Megatron running his talons over Starscream's dents and making them clean and perfect once again was so enticing. He found himself at Megatron's quarters, opening his door with the same old code he had always used…
He walked in and settled on the large berth, letting his chassis take a rest…knowing that no one but Megatron could touch him here. Not that monster… not Prime… not even his trine… here, he was Megatron's. And only here could he really feel safe. He allowed his optics to offline and his protective shutters close as he drifted off to recharge. Megatron would wake him when he came in…
~~~~Megatron's POV~~~~~
He lumbered out of the fallen's room and towards his own quarters. The sheer hostility he felt from Starscream towards his master was unsettling. Starscream was never that uneasy… even around him when he was mad as the Pit master. He used his old code to enter his chambers… slag, it had been so long… and a nice, long recharge on the scenic journey back to Earth was a great chance to get him rested and repaired further. It was just like his cryostasis, quiet, peaceful, and alone… only… this time he wasn't alone.
As he rounded the corner to his berth room, he saw a familiar figure lying on his berth. His little Starscream had come to his chambers after all…
Well… he was dog tired. And it was a long journey. He only thought that he felt uneasy about how Starscream had acted towards that movement by his master. And frankly, when did his master become that bold towards the troops? Given that many of them weren't exactly pleasure bots, Starscream was one of the prettier ones. All the seekers were beautiful, but Starscream was a diamond in the rough. Megatron had always wondered who would be the lucky bot to tamed his wild side, but in the end, he never got an answer. So as he climbed into the berth beside his wild, sexy, scheming air commander, he only thought that it was now his job to tame the seeker… and his pleasure to take him as his bondmate… given that Starscream complied. It was impossible to bond sparks if both sides were not willing.
He flung his arm around the quietly slumbering mech and pulled him closer to his colder body. Starscream was always warmer than Megatron… he noticed every time he had passed out on the seeker when he was overenergized.
But for now…he could just use him as a teddy bear. Yes… the thought of Starscream as his teddy bear was a very relaxing thought. Just…enough… to…doze… off.
And cute cliffy. My internet is a bitch. I had to upload this when it came back on…after blipping off for the 8th time in one night!!! Errggg….. anyways, I promised bloopers, but I'm going to go on with the rest of the story first, because I'm on a roll and it would be better to get this out now.
