Hey guys, thanks for all the reviews, and follows, and favourites. Makes me smile every time I see a new one. I was stuck on what to do next as I had several paths to choose from, but Kangarooney's review helped me decide. Here you go everyone. enjoy!

Fanfiction key:

Eradicons are the flying drones and Vehicons are the ground drones.

Sires are fathers and Creators are mothers (at least the equivalent of)

In brackets and quotes are ["comm links"]

A meta-cycle is a year.

An orbital cycle is a month.

A solar cycle is a day.

A cycle is an hour.

A breem is ten minutes.

A klik is one minute.

A nano-klik is less than a minute.


He couldn't believe it. All he was doing was walking back into the bridge before going to recharge because he'd left an important datapad report at his monitor, and there he was. That perfect, flawless being he nearly worshiped was laying on the ground in a pool of his own energon. That sickening "lord and master" had finally snapped and tried to kill him. The eradicon rushed to him and immediately called in some more of his fellow drones to help him get Starscream to an escape pod. His spark broke as he held Starscream's broken, mangled body, and lubricant started flowing from his optics. He couldn't help himself. He'd always dreamed of having Starscream in his arms, but not like this. He felt as if he should be shot for even touching this beautiful, perfect being, but he told himself it's for Starscream's own good, just like the other times when Starscream hit him or kicked him to the floor. If Starscream turned out fine, he would take a thousand beatings.

They arrived at the lower deck with the broken-down escape pods and the eradicon loaded him inside the medical pod and laid him on the berth contained within. The drone that often assisted Knockout was inside already and immediately began stabilizing Starscream's spark as the eradicon jumped into the pilot seat and started the engine. He heard a gurgling noise, followed by choking, but it quickly stopped, and the eradicon didn't dare turn around, else the lubricant would flow so much he wouldn't be able to see. He trusted the vehicon behind him to fix Starscream to the best of his ability.

As about 5 escape pods started firing out of the loading bay and flying off across the desert floor they were flying over, the eradicon carefully took off as well, flying as straight and fluidly as possible in order to not jolt the vital passenger in the back. As he watched the other pods perform simple acrobatics, corkscrews and barrel rolls, he couldn't help but smile a little on the inside. They were so happy to finally be away from that warlord and his tyranny. He hoped that Starscream would be happy they took him away, too. He couldn't take it if Starscream wanted to go back to that...sparkless thing that ruled the Decepticons in Starscream's rightful place.

It hurt him each and every time Megatron had beat him to his last breath, but he survived, and that's all that mattered. He'd been planning for ages to free Starscream, their true Lord, and all the eradicons and vehicons were in on it. They'd lost trust and hope in Megatron more and more every time he stood idly by while the Autobots slaughtered the troops he expected such loyalty from. Why be loyal and respectful when Megatron had blatantly stayed just to let the Autobots slaughter his soldiers and only then leave, on multiple occasions? It wasn't hard to convince the troops to plot against Megatron, but it was difficult to get them to follow Starscream. They all wanted to follow Knockout, the medic that spent all his waking hours healing them and saving their lives. The deciding argument had been that even Knockout would rather follow Starscream; he plotted against Megatron with him, after all. But Steve always knew. He was with Starscream since before Megatron turned evil, when Megatron still loved Starscream...when Megatron had a spark to love with at all. Starscream was always a good-sparked mech, his only major flaw being his cowardliness and his tendency to plot against people to get what he wanted. He'd overheard him confiding into Megatron about it, long ago...Starscream felt the need to plot against people because in order to get his energon rations or even to have the "privilege" of recharging, he'd have to plot and scheme against his Sire. His Creator had always loved him, but she died during the process of transferring his spark from hers to his protoform mold. His Sire blamed him for everything, and deprived him of things necessary to function, like energon and recharge, and eventually he was arrested for his neglect when Starscream collapsed in class one day. His Sire had refused him the necessary upgrade from Adolescent to Young Adult, and his spark grew too large for it's casing, causing it to falter and fail in the middle of a lecture. He was taken care of in an emergency sickbay and when asked why hadn't been upgraded yet, Starscream saw his chance and told them everything. As a Young Adult he was able to skip foster and go straight to being dormmates with a mech called Skyblaze or something. So every time Megatron beat him, refused him energon, or forced him away from his recharge berth on long missions or on long monitor duty shifts as "punishment", it was his Sire's abuse as a sparkling all over again. History, doomed to repeat itself. No wonder he was such an afthole on a regular basis; he had nothing left to live for except himself, or so he thought.


6 Orbital Cycles Later


"Steve, come quickly, he's coming out of stasis!"

Steve ran as fast as he could, weaving between the 15 odd shuttles set in rows like little homes for the growing number of renegade drones that had fled down to the underground hideout in New Mexico. First 5 left, and then 10 more followed a few cycles later, from drones that changed their minds and felt Megatron's tyranny too spark-crushing to endure any longer. Starscream was in a shuttle they had painted a big purple cross on to indicate it as the medbay shuttle (they had no other colour paint) and their precious Lord had been in stasis for half an earth year now. They had been stealing parts or salvaging them from drones left dead and abandoned after a battle between Decepticon and Autobot, slowly having to rebuild their Master from drone parts. It broke Steve's spark to have to put such low-grade parts in their dear Lord, but when their Lord was awake and functioning properly he would know what to do to acquire the proper parts for a mech of his status.

"Where am I...? what have you idiot drones done!?"

Steve ran up the ramp into the shuttle and froze, his spark beating wildly. His obsession was standing again, well enough to be yelling at the drones again.
"Sir! We have rescued you from Megatron's fury, after he nearly killed you we took you and flew you away and-"

Starscream backhanded Steve hard across the face. "Rescued!? I do not call this rescue! My system scan is telling me not only am I full of DRONE PARTS, but I have been in STASIS LOCK for 6 ORBITAL CYCLES and I am in NEW MEXICO. Do you glitched motorbrains have any idea what Megatron will do to me when he sees me full of factory line drone parts after being missing and out of service for 6 orbital cycles!?" Starscream's voice grew higher and higher in pitch as he went on, and finally seeing his chance, Steve spoke up again.

"Sir, we have received reports from the Nemesis that Megatron is not only offline, but Soundwave is now leading the Decepticon uprising!"

Now he was furious.

"SOUNDWAVE is leading the Decepticons!? THAT'S WORSE! That psychotic sparkless idiot is probably keeping tabs on us, waiting for me to wake up only to blow this place to bits and...me with it! Not to mention that is MY RIGHTFUL PLACE! I, Almighty Lord Starscream, will storm upon the Nemesis and take my place from Soundwave, even if it kills him!"

Starscream slumped to his knees, a hand on his abdomen. "As soon as I get my uh...motor functions back..."

"Good to have you back sir!"

"Oh, shut up..."


As of now, I am also searching for a beta-reader to check grammar, spelling, etc. I usually write at nighttime because it's too loud in the day to concentrate, or alternatively, to even proofread my own fics. So if anyone would like to, please message me.