Chapter 6
Two Decacycles Later:
Starscream stabbed his sword through the Autobot's throat and out through his nape. The blade didn't stop and continued into the metal structure behind. The Autobot gasped, grasping and clawing at the blade and Starscream's wrist as energon poured from his wound and mouth. Awful, gurgling sounds came from the Autobot, but Starscream didn't seem to notice or care. His faceplates were unemotional, optics narrowed, frame tense, and wings raised high.
The Decepticon SIC unsubspaced an energon blade with his free servo and brought it to the horrified Autobot's face. Slowly, meticulously, evilly, the Seeker carved into the Autobot's cheekplates, just to cause him as much suffering as possible. The Autobot emitted gurgled and static filled screams as he continued struggling, but just couldn't escape. Starscream did not change his expression nor slowed down in his task.
He moved on to the optics, cutting them apart, cutting them out, and then cutting into the socket. His blade removed the olfactory sensor next, then sliced off the jaw, cut the glossa off, and cut deeper.
The Autobot was still shrieking, his vocalizer fading in and out as his systems began to enter shock. Starscream just continued with his sick task. Finally, he placed his dagger between the Autobot's empty sockets and pushed it through, stabbing the brain module.
The Autobot went limp, his nightmare finally over. Starscream subspace his knife before yanking his sword out. The Autobot's corpse fell to the ground as the Air Commander turned and walked away. His servos, arms, and most of his frame was covered in energon from his victims. He passed by countless deactivated frames of Autobots, Empties, and a few Decepticons. Sounds of the ongoing battle still thundered in the distance, the all too common music of his existence.
The tri colored Seeker walked into the open where many of his soldiers were gathered repairing themselves, tearing prisoners apart, or refueling. He had seen this scene too many times to count and thus treated it as if it was just two old 'bots playing a game of cards.
"Commander Starscream,"
The mentioned Seeker turned his attention to the one who had spoken. "What?"
"What would you have us do with these prisoners?" The Decepticon soldier inquired as he stepped back for Starscream to see.
He managed to keep his cool at the sight. Five femmes and a sparkling, all Empties, were sitting on the energon and ash covered ground, cuddling close for comfort. In the past, Starscream would either have ordered them to be raped and then killed, or raped and then taken prisoner, but now he couldn't do such a thing. He looked at them and he saw Moonstar. He saw Dawnstar as a sparkling clinging to her carrier, too innocent for such things.
His wings momentarily twitched and he noticed the lustful optics of the gathered mechs. It hadn't been that long since he was once of them. Grabbing a femme and forcing her to bend over as he savagely took her. Savagely taking his precious Moonstar.
She wouldn't want him to allow these femmes to be hurt. Especially the sparkling.
"Release them." He ordered calmly.
The mechs' optics all widened.
"But, sir-"
"Was my order not clear? Release them. They are no threat to us. And if anyone disobeys my command I will personally shoot you." He snapped.
There were a few grumbled complaints, but they did as they were commanded. The manacles were removed and the femmes allowed to leave.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" One femme exclaimed in coolant tears as she held her sparkling close before leaving with the other femmes.
His optics narrowed more, wings raising slightly higher. He turned away and continued on his way.
"All hail Megatron." The honeyed words sounded from behind the tyrant as he watched the chaos before him from his high point.
He didn't look back or change his expression when he spoke. "It's about time you arrived, Starscream."
"I was held back by my adoring fans." The Seeker grunted as he took his position to Megatron's right, ignoring Soundwave who was standing to Megatron's left just within the shadows.
"And how goes it on your side?"
That smirk of Starscream's appeared on his handsome visage. "The Autobots were easily crushed, my lord. The orbital cycle is already won. The Autobots just have yet to accept their defeat."
Megatron smirked to himself. "Good, Starscream. I grow weary of this battle. Do make the Autobots realize their defeat sooner rather than later."
"As you command, Mighty Megatron."
Starscream transformed and flew away, his fleet of Seeker rising from beneath and following after him in formation. His trinemates were on his aft in astroseconds, every Seeker who had been stationed on Earth now having a new Cybertronian jet alt. mode.
::Let's make this quick.:: Starscream said as he prepared his missiles.
Moonstar spent every orbital cycle with Silverstorm, drinking and interfacing with him. She loved it all and simply couldn't get enough. She felt wonderful, loved, cared for, and just wanted it to never end. She wanted Silverstorm to be her Conjunx Endura and they be able to do this for eternity. He did get rough at times while fragging her, but she decided that she liked it. She had never been roughly handled, hit, or anything throughout her entire life, and this new sensation was intriguing, fascinating, and even fun.
And now since her sire and his trinemates were gone for the entire orbital cycle she could bring Silverstorm to her house for the first time.
"Ta-dah! Welcome to my humble abode!" Dawnstar exclaimed as she gestured to the interior of the building.
"Whoa, this isn't humble at all…" Silverstorm gasped as he took the sight in.
"So, the energon dispenser is over there, videogames are here, and my berthroom is upstairs." She said as she pointed at everything. "Oh, and don't worry, I rigged a security camera by the front door so that if my sire or his trinemates come home early we will know before it's too late."
"Clever femme. I doubt they will come home early. I heard something about a nasty battle happening outside of Slaughter City."
"Hmm, I doubt he's fighting at the front. He's a coward and is probably hiding behind Megatron." Dawnstar said as she sat on the back of a couch.
The Elite Trine quickly descended into the fury as bombs exploded all around leaving the air thick with smoke and agonized screams. Skywarp and Thundercracker transformed first, their peds landing on top of Autobots, crushing them to the ground as they fired their arm mounted guns. Starscream transformed just ahead of them, smashing a poor 'bot to the ground as he simultaneously shot his null rays at the Autobots before him. The Seekers held their position, firing at any who came near. Then, a large group of Autobots rushed towards them.
The Seekers transformed and flew away before they could be overwhelmed, and repeated the maneuver somewhere else.
"So, you wanna go to my berthroom and get started?" Dawnstar asked suggestively as she sexily smiled.
"Slag yeah!" Silverstorm chuckled.
The two made their way up the stairs and to the desired berthroom. Silverstorm stopped and peaked inside of the Air Commander's room as he passed it.
"Here it is. You like?" Dawnstar asked after they had entered her room.
"Wow, it's larger than my place." He remarked.
"So, wanna get started on the berth or something else?" She giggled.
"Let's go with the berth." He grinned.
Dawnstar playfully leaped onto the berth and excitedly kicked her peds. Silverstorm was right behind her, quickly grasping her helm and kissing her on the lip plates. It didn't take long for them to get into position and he enter her.
Starscream tore the inner wires out of a downed Autobot before casting them aside. The Air Commander was completely covered in energon, almost unrecognizable from the other Seekers. He coolly walked through the corpse ridden battlefield, shots still being fired off to the distance. His trinemates appeared out from the smoke to follow in formation.
"The battle is won, Mighty Megatron." Starscream informed as he stopped beside the tyrant and crossed his arms.
"It would appear so." Was the abrupt reply. Megatron didn't even spare him a glance.
Starscream eyed him for a moment from the corners of his optics before continuing, his gaze now returned to the scene before them. "I will have the 'cleanup crews' move in. Skywarp, Thundercracker, with me."
He then transformed and flew off again, his trinemates right behind him.
Later:
Dawnstar lied on her berth cuddling against Silverstorm, the two resting after having nine overloads. The room was a mess: Interface fluids on the floor, the berth, the desk, and objects knocked off from the desk, shelves, and chairs. The two younglings didn't care.
Starscream and his trinemates entered the house, their frames still covered in energon and slightly overheated.
The two in berth didn't even see the image of the Elite Trine's arrival being portrayed on Dawnstar's computer monitor.
"Well, I'm off to the 'racks." Skywarp said as he made his way to his room after reaching to top of the stairs with his brothers. "You wanna join me, TC? Screamer? Both?"
"Yeah, I need help to get the energon off my back." Thundercracker grunted as he followed Skywarp.
"Star? You coming?"
"Yeah, let me check on Dawn, first." Starscream replied without looking back at him.
The Air Commander stopped at his daughter's door and palmed at it. Nothing. An optical ridge raised. He then rapped his knuckles against it several times.
Dawnstar and Silverstorm's optics widened.
"Dawnstar," The dreaded Air Commander's vocalizer sounded from the other side of the door. "Are you in there? Why is this door locked? I thought I told you that I was the only one allowed to lock doors in this house."
"Um, I locked it because you were away and so wanted to make sure no one could sneak into the house and get me." Dawnstar managed to sound neutral as her and Silverstorm panicky and silently got off the berth and began to open the window.
"Hmm, well, we're back. Dawn? What's that noise?"
Dawnstar frantically stood by as Silverstorm carefully got his larger frame out through the now open window, and slowly crawled along the edge of the building so he was no longer in sight from the berthroom.
"Oh, just me playing videogames, daddy." She expertly lied.
"Dawn, sweetie, can you open the door?"
"Dad, can't a femme have some privacy?" She demanded.
"Not when it's your sire involved. I just want to say goodnight." He said as he put his servos on his hips.
"You can say it through the door!"
"I want to see you. I've been fighting all orbital cycle. I deserve to see my precious femmling."
"Ugh, dad, seriously?!" She exclaimed exasperatedly.
"Dawn, I'm about to break down the door." He said as he crossed his arms.
"Alright, alright!" Dawnstar said as she quickly closed the window and then wiped away the trans fluids from her thighs with a towel. "I'm coming! Let me just get to a safe point in my game."
Starscream rolled his optics.
Dawnstar threw the towel over her berth to hide the mess there and then opened the door just enough for her to step outside and then close it behind her.
"Why can't I go into your room?" Starscream demanded.
"Because, it's my room and it's a mess." She paused to look at him. "And because you're filthy. What the slag have you been doing?"
"Fighting Autobots."
"Uh huh, sure. Fighting or hiding?" She demanded with crossed arms.
"Do I look like I have been hiding?" He snapped.
"Could have just fallen into a puddle of energon." She replied with a shrug.
Starscream vented a tired sigh as he pinched the bridge of his olfactory sensor. "I'm tired. I'm not going to argue with you."
"Good, because I don't want to deal with your slag."
His optis momentarily offlined. "Alright," His voice was softer now as he slowly nodded. "I'll leave you than." He leaned in to kiss her on the cheekplates, but she jerked her helm away. He swallowed. "Please, don't move. Just let me kiss you goodnight." He said in almost a whisper.
"I don't want you touching me." She growled.
His wings lowered. "Dawnstar, I love you. I do everything I can for your good. I protect you, provide for you, fight for you… I just ask that you love me back."
"Well, you lost that when you allowed mom to be deactivated." Her venomous words tore into his spark.
His servo grasped her mandible and he kissed her on the brow before she could fight him off. "Recharge well, my princess." He said almost inaudibly before walking away.
Dawnstar rolled her optics and entered her berthroom. She locked the door behind her and opened the window. Silverstorm quickly climbed back in.
"That was close." He grunted.
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"Nah, it's fine. I'm just glad he didn't barge in."
"Like I said: He's all talk, no action. We'll wait until they are in recharge to sneak you back out."
Starscream quickly made his way to Skywarp's room and entered. The washroom's door was open and he could hear his trinemates inside as they cleaned each other. He walked in and without hesitation grabbed Skywarp's shoulders', spun him around, and kissed him on the lip plates as he pinned him against the wet wall. Thundercracker just watched as the two kissed, water running down their frames as it sprayed from the spigot.
"Um, Screamer?" Skywarp asked when Starscream finally pulled away.
"I just need to be distracted. Just, please, I'm not asking to interface, just need my processor on something else." The Air Commander said softly, his vocalizer on the edge of being brittle.
"What did she say?" Thundercracker demanded more than he asked.
"Just something I don't want to think about." Starscream answered with the same voice, not looking at his blue trinemate.
"Star, this is ridiculous. You are letting that ungrateful punk-aft push you around and treat you worse than slag!"
"Thunder, please, she'll-she'll grow out of it."
"Like hell she will. Star, you just let her grind you under her thruster heel with her mouth. How long will it take for her to 'grow out of it?' Hmm?" He placed his servos on his hips as his wings raised. "How much longer do I have to see her treat my brother like scrap and see you broken? I've had it with this unnecessary drama. That brat needs to learn to treat you with respect!"
"Do not touch my daughter." Starscream said strictly, his optics momentarily offlining. "Just… just let me handle it."
"I have Starscream. I've kept my distance for decacycles. And you know what I've seen? A hell lot of you being emotionally torn apart and that ungrateful youngling running around as if she can do and say whatever the slag she wants to! I am this close to turning her over my knee and beating her back into place."
"Do not touch my daughter." Starscream snapped, his optics still not looking at Thundercracker. "She is my responsibility, not yours."
"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm just doing what a trinemate should do and help out his brother!" Thundercracker's vocalizer rose from a sarcastic comment to a furious roar with every word.
Starscream finally turned his helm to give Thundercracker a look that could deactivate. Thundercracker just returned it. Skywarp swallowed, nervously looking from one to the other.
"Hey, guys, let's just take a step back and calm down." Skywarp said quickly, trying to placate his trinemates.
The two furious Seekers didn't move, didn't cycle air, for what felt like a millennia. Then, Thundercracker pivoted on a thruster heel and stalked out. Starscream watched him go with narrowed optics. Once the blue Seeker was gone, Starscream's wings lowered and his faceplates resumed the expression of being deeply hurt. He looked at Skywarp who swallowed.
"Do you want me to leave, too?" Starscream asked softly.
Skywarp slowly shook his helm. "I'm not mad at you, Screamer. You know I can never hold a grudge, and I know you're just sad. TC will get over it. He always does."
Starscream slowly nodded his helm. "Yeah, I hope so." He vented a sad sigh before looking his trinemate in the optics. "You won't ever leave me, right 'Warp?"
Skywarp swallowed, now knowing why his trineleader continuously asked that question. "Never, Star. Trine till the bitter end." He managed a weak smile.
Starscream smirked faintly back. "Trine till the bitter end. I love you, 'Warp."
"Love you too, Screamer."
Starscream then resumed kissing his black and purple trinemate, knowing that he could always trust him.
Several Orbital Cycles Later:
Dawnstar and Silverstorm were relaxing in the Empty grounder's home, drinking high grade and talking. Starscream and his trinemates still had no idea about the Seeker femme's secret life or that she was regularly sneaking the silver mech into her sire's house and interfacing.
No, he probably would never find out about what she was doing.
"Yeah, pretty much. I know they're Combiners, but I still never seen them form together." Dawnstar was saying. "Hook is a good medic even if he can be harsh. He says it's because he doesn't want to bother with us, but I think he secretly cares about everyone." She chuckled.
"Hmm, medics. Always telling you how to live your life." Silverstorm grunted.
"Yeah, it can be rude."
"Hey, wanna try something?" He said as he unsubspaced a small box.
"Yeah, sure. What is it?"
"Oh, I think you'll like this. Paid good Shanix to get it." He replied as he opened the box to reveal several small tubes of colored liquids.
"What's that?"
"Circuit boosters. Even got some Syk, but that's best saved for the pros." He smiled.
Dawnstar's optics widened. "Cir-circuit boosters?" She stuttered anxiously.
"Yeah, great stuff." He said as if he were speaking about the weather while he prepared one by sticking it into an injection gun.
"My dad says that it can cause damage to your processor and fuel pump. And possible deactivation if too much is taken." She said slowly.
"And you believe everything he says? I thought he just wanted to control you and make you live alone in his house. What if he just says those things in order to keep you from having fun? Come on, it's harmless."
He then folded away some of his outer plates so that a fuel line on his arm was exposed. He stuck the needle in the line and pulled the trigger to pump the circuit booster inside. He removed it and folded his plates back as he deeply sighed.
"Ah, almost works immediately. Wanna try some?"
She swallowed, thinking the matter over, then stood up and approached him. He smiled and prepared another tube in the same injection gun. She folded away the plates on her one arm and he penetrated her fuel line with the same needle that had been inside his own body. She hissed at the pain, but otherwise remained quiet. She quickly covered her arm back up and waited.
The sensation was nothing like she had ever felt before. It felt… wonderful, powerful, awakening, and something else she couldn't quite describe.
"Whoa," She finally said after a few astroseconds. "This feels… I think I like this."
Silverstorm smiled. "I thought you would."
More Orbital Cycles Later:
Dawnstar trotted excitedly to where Silverstorm had told her to meet him. The two now took circuit boosters together every orbital cycle before and after interfacing, as well as drink heavily. Dawnstar had began to get over energized, having to sneak home or else her sire find out. The Air Commander usually found her already recharging on her berth and assumed it was simply being tired from all the training she was claiming to do.
He was kind of glad that he didn't need to stay up extra late waiting for her to return home like he always did. He needed all the recharge he could get with his lack of fuel consumption and depression.
He never suspected that his daughter was slowly killing herself.
Dawnstar walked to the back of the building where she was instructed to go and stopped. Silverstorm was there along with six other grounder mechs. She eyed them all before addressing Silverstorm.
"Who are all of them?"
"Oh, just friends of mine." He replied casually as he gestured her over.
She spared everyone another glance before doing so. She sat beside the silver mech, her wings slightly raised.
"So, what are you all doing?" She asked slowly.
"Just doing some boosters." He replied as he prepared his injection gun. "Want some?"
She smiled faintly. "Sure."
He smirked. "Here," He said as he handed her the gun. "Have at it."
The red and black Seeker injected the deadly contents into her fuel line and handed it back. It didn't take long for the effects to take hold. Her optics widened, this booster being different from the last ones. Her frame tensed, then relaxed as she slumped forward.
Silverstorm caught her and turned her limp frame around so that her torso was across some building remains. The other mechs were gathering around, all with lustful smiles and predatory optics.
"Hmm, didn't expect the Syk to work that fast on her." One commented.
"Seekers are very delicate. They can't take the same punishment as us grounders." Silverstorm replied as he manually removed her codpiece.
She couldn't move, barely online and registering the world around her. She didn't really notice her legs being moved or being penetrated. She didn't moan or make any sound as she was violently thrust into. She quietly groaned when her overload came, her optics flickering as they tried to stay online.
The next mech entered her and was rougher than Silverstorm. Again, nothing from her. No sound, no fight, to reaction.
All the mechs had their turn with her, and a second turn. After they were through with her, they all left, even Silverstorm. She just lied on the ground, unable to do anything as her systems entered stasis lock.
Starscream startled awake. Recharge had been welcomed but not the nightmares it brought with it. He vented a tired sigh as he rubbed his temples. Then, his optics widened. He was still sitting on the chair in the entertainment room with his datapad where he always sat and read when waiting for Dawnstar to return.
He must have dozed off. Perhaps she had returned shortly after and was in her berth recharging? And not surprisingly she wouldn't have bothered to wake him up and let him know of her safe return.
He subspaced his datapad and stood. The Air Commander stretched his limbs to loosen the joints before scaling the stairs and marching to his daughter's room.
"Dawn, sweetie? Are you online?" He inquired as he rapped his knuckles against the door.
No answer.
The tri colored Seeker wasted no time in hacking the door lock and entering the room. It was empty.
"Don't rush to extreme scenarios, Starscream." He told himself as he deeply inhaled. "She may have just arrived late and left early. She's probably with Slipstream training."
He exited the room and activated his comm. link.
::Commander Starscream to Slipstream. Do you read me?::
::Slipstream to Commander Starscream. Loud and clear boss!:: Was the happy reply.
::Is Dawnstar with you?:: He went straight to the point.
::Um, no, sir. I haven't seen her yet. I assumed she was with you.::
Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. ::She is not.::
::Maybe she is with your trinemates?::
::Maybe… If you see her inform me immediately. Starscream out.::
::Yes, sir!::
He cut the line and immediately called his wingmates. ::Starscream to Thundercracker and Skywarp. Where the hell is my daughter!?::
::Skywarp to Overly Protective Sire. Um, I don't know. Haven't seen her.::
::Thundercracker to Starscream. A negative from me as well.::
::Has anyone seen her? She didn't come home last night as far as I know and wasn't in her berth. Slipstream also has not seen her. Primus, where is she?!::
::Don't panic, Star. We'll find her. She may be hanging out with another Seeker, or someone else in the base.:: Thundercracker said calmly.
::Or she left the base, again! I keep telling her not to but she never listens! Primus, where is she? Where's my little femmling?:: He sounded on the verge of hyperventilating.
::Star, stay calm. We'll find her. I'm sure Soundwave knows something.::
::Yeah, yeah… Soundwave. I-I'll go talk to him.::
::I'll get the other Seekers to start searching. I'm sure she's fine.:: Thundercracker reassured.
::I feel like a horrible creator. I feel like a failure. I feel-::
::Star! Everything is fine. She may be a brat but she's a smart brat. She'll run away from danger.::
Starscream didn't reply. He just bolted out of his house, transformed, and flew to the command building.
Soundwave and his cassettes were enjoying the nice silence of the Control Room as the Communications Officer worked. Unlike the Control Room on the Nemesis, this room was only accessible by officers and it was rare when anyone but him was there.
The door hissed open and the Air Commander quickly entered. Soundwave noticed the odd change in pace without even looking back.
"Query: What is wrong?" He intoned, his optics remaining on the screen before him.
"I need you to check the security cameras. All of them." Starscream said quickly.
"Query: Why?"
"Dawnstar didn't come home last night." Starscream choked out the words, trying to keep his emotions in check.
Soundwave looked back at him then. The Air Commander's wings were lowered, his frame tense, servos wringing, and the worried expression only a loving creator could create on his visage. Soundwave just eyed him for a moment before his visor flashed. He returned his attention to the vid screen before him and typed in some commands. Wires extracted from his fingertips and plugged into the console, causing all surrounding vid screens to suddenly display hundreds of security camera footages, flashing rapidly as joors sped by.
Starscream anxiously watched, hoping that they simply found Dawnstar in some part of the base, unharmed and safe.
"Security footage of Seeker Dawnstar: Found." Soundwave apprised as all the screens simultaneously displayed the same frozen image of the black and red Seeker flying away in her alt. mode. "Location: North outer defense grid. Time: 17:32:54. Direction of flight: Towards sector 63-7843."
Starscream swallowed. "She flew towards the Empties' precinct."
Soundwave disconnected himself from the console and looked back at the Seeker. "Query: What is your plan of action?"
Starscream's optics turned to the Communications Officer, then down to his lap where the curled frame of Ravage rested. "Has Ravage refueled?"
Ravage pricked his audio receptors at the mention of his designation as he raised his helm.
"Affirmative." Soundwave intoned.
Dawnstar onlined slowly, her servo reaching up to touch her aching helm. Everything felt so stiff… And the pulsating pain from between her legs was steadily increasing the more she came to. Her optics widened when she realized how bright the sky was.
She sat upright, horrified that she had spent the night… on the ground. Her optics darted around, searching for anyone, but there was none. She looked down and saw the very obvious evidence of interfacing all over her thighs, codpiece, and other pelvic regions. Odd, she couldn't recall interfacing. She couldn't recall much about last night at all.
She checked her inner chronometer and cursed. Starscream will be such a glitch when she returned home.
The Seeker femme awkwardly rose to her peds, her legs stiff and the pain from between her legs only intensifying with every movement. Regaining as much dignity as she could, she walked away in search of Silverstorm.
The Elite Trine followed Ravage as the robotic feline sniffed at the trail left behind by Dawnstar. The cassette wasted no time in finding it and sprinting after it, going deeper into the destroyed city. The Seekers had to run to keep up, their thruster heels clanging loudly as they ran.
It would have been a funny sight - the Elite Trine chasing after a small cassette feline - if the situation wasn't so dire. Well, for Starscream at least.
Ravage slid to a stop before the building where Dawnstar had been gang raped, the actual crime scene having taken place behind it. The Seekers all skidded behind him, sparks flying beneath their peds as they abruptly stopped before crashing into the small spy.
"What is it?" Starscream demanded.
"She back traveled. The old scent leads to the back of the building, but a stronger scent goes that way." Ravage said as he gestured his olfactory sensor in the direction.
"Follow the most recent scent then. We don't have time to waste!"
Ravage only gave him an annoyed look. He could smell circuit boosters, but mentioning it might cause the creator to go into more of a panic. Besides, Dawnstar would never get involved in such things.
"Keep up!"
Ravage sprinted after the new scent as the worried Seekers followed.
Dawnstar entered Silverstorm's home to find it empty. Her optics narrowed and wings raised as she stormed inside. Opening a storage container she pulled out several towels and cleaned her frame from all the interface fluids and filth from lying on the ground.
"Must be at the bar." She muttered to herself before leaving.
The femme was about halfway to the bar when Ravage suddenly leaped out in front of her, arched his back strut, flattened his audio receptors, and hissed. He never did forgive her for kicking him when she was five stellar cycles old.
Her optics widened. "Ravage? What the frag are you doing here?"
"Dawn!"
She rolled her optics. But of course it would be for that reason.
"Dad?"
Starscream had her in a tight embrace before she had a chance to fight him off. She tried squirming, but he was too strong. Finally, he pulled away, his servos still clasping her shoulders as he looked at her.
"What the slag were you doing?! Why were you gone all night!? I was so worried about you!" He then hugged her again, holding her firmly. "Primus, don't scare me like that. I thought maybe the Autobots may have gotten you or worse."
"Dad, I'm fine." She snapped as she tried to push him away. "Let me go! You found me so you no longer have to be 'worried' or whatever."
"Are you hurt?" He asked quickly as he stepped back to examine her. "You're not damaged anywhere, right? No one touched you or did anything?"
"I'm fine."
"Why were you gone all night?"
"I don't know. I just kinda didn't feel like going back." She lied.
He bought it. "Why not?"
She shrugged. "Just was watching the stars, flying around, exploring."
"Don't ever do that again without informing me first. I could have given you a Seeker guard if you just needed time away."
"I don't need a guard."
"Yes, you do." He said firmly. "This is a dangerous place. You could be attacked by Autobots, or raped by Empties, or murdered by some Syk using creep. This is no place for an inexperienced Seeker to be. Especially at night."
"Dad, nothing bad happened. I'm fine."
"This time, yes. But you can't chance everything happening to someone else. You might end up being the next victim."
"Yeah, okay, whatever." She grunted as she rolled her optics.
Thundercracker's servos balled into fists as he watched.
"Promise you won't spend the night alone like that ever again." Starscream ordered.
"Yeah, yeah, I promise." She said exasperatedly.
Starscream started to give her another hug but she placed her servos on his chest piece and pushed him away. "Dawn, please, just let me hug you." He said in almost a whisper.
"I don't want you touching me!" She venomously growled.
"Dawnstar, he is your sire." Thundercracker snapped as he crossed his arms. "He helped to create your ungrateful aft and then proceeded to care for you and give you everything you ever wanted and needed. The least you can do for him is return a hug."
Dawnstar rolled her optics again, but lowered her servos and allowed Starscream to hug her. She didn't hug him back, just tolerated his touch.
"I love you, Dawnstar. Even if you don't love me." Starscream whispered in her audio receptor so only she could hear his sparkbroken voice.
"Hmm," She muttered.
Dawnstar didn't get a chance to see Silverstorm for several orbital cycles while Starscream fretted over her and practically locked her inside the house. She finally managed to convince her sire that she would stay in the base and he allowed her to roam free in the outside world once again.
She immediately snuck out of the base and headed directly for Silverstorm's.
"What the slag happened?!" She demanded as she flew into his home through the blown out wall and transformed.
"I'm not sure I understand." Silverstorm replied calmly.
"I onlined in the middle of an alley the other orbital cycle! Where were you? Why did you leave me?" She snapped as her servos balled at her sides.
"You got over energized with us and we all sorta wandered off. When I onlined I was alone on some porch. I looked around for you and never found you so I assumed you must have gotten back to your base." He lied, his words sounding so truthful.
"Why don't I remember consuming high grade? Everything is a blur."
"You tried Nightmare Fuel. That stuff makes you forget your own designation."
She just looked at him for a long moment before speaking again. "Alright, but, let's not do that again. My sire freaked out when I didn't return home and put me on house arrest."
"Isn't that called 'grounding?'" He smirked at her.
"No, you don't understand. My sire is all military. I was under 'house arrest.' He taught me to salute him and stand at attention before he taught me how to walk. He taught me all the military commands before he taught me how to read, and how to fire a gun before I had stopped nursing from my carrier's feeding tube. Don't laugh. I'm serious."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He has been teaching how to fight for a long time. I probably would be better if he hadn't left so much. But I can fight practically anyone now. Especially with a gun. I'm still learning how to use a sword and servo-to-servo combat."
"You should show me some things."
"I don't know how a grounder would do with learning fighting maneuvers for a Seeker built." She smirked at him.
"Well, how 'bout this: We wrestle and the victor gets to top while we interface like crazy." He smiled sexily.
"Guess you better be prepared for being at the bottom." She said with a flutter of wings.
"Bring it."
A Decacycle Later:
"Dawnstar, I will be gone for several joors. I won't be back until late." Starscream informed his daughter as he stood in the doorway of her room.
"Alright, dad. I'll be here." She grunted as she flipped through a datapad.
Starscream nodded his helm slowly. "Love you, princess." He said softly.
She didn't even seem to have heard him.
His wings lowered slightly. "I'll see you later. Stay safe, sweetie."
The Air Commander pivoted on a thruster heel and left. Dawnstar listened until she heard him leave the house before a small, diabolical smile etched itself over her beautiful visage. She leaped to her peds and snuck out her window. She watched her sire fly away before transforming and soaring out of the base.
Starscream sat at a console next to Soundwave working, the only sound being the clicking of digits against buttons and Rumble and Frenzy playing their videogames as they sat beside their host. The Seeker tiredly rubbed at his temples with a blue servo. He hadn't refueled that morning and was beginning to weaken. Plus, the work he was doing wasn't very entertaining making staying online difficult.
Ebony servos placed themselves on either of his shoulders startling the Air Commander. He jerked his helm up to see Thundercracker looking down at him.
"Doing alright, Star?" He inquired softly.
"Not really. I am just a bit tired and could use some recharge." He replied with an exhausted sigh.
"Did you refuel this morning?"
"No."
"Star." He almost growled.
"I know, I know. A trip over your knee awaits me later back at the house. I considered the consequences of getting caught."
"You shouldn't be hurting yourself like that."
Starscream was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Yeah, but I can't help it."
"How about I finish your work and you take the rest of the orbital cycle off. Refuel, recharge, relax."
"What's relaxing? I've never heard of this before." Starscream said with a playful smirk.
Thundercracker chuckled. "Just go."
"But, I can't just-"
"You're just making schedules, sorting through files, and stuff. Nothing top official. I've done all of this before for you. More than once. Go get some rest, Star."
"I don't understand why 'Warp says I'm like the creator of the trine. You're the one mothering us all the time." He smiled at his blue trinemate.
"If you don't go back to the house and get some recharge I'll put you over my knee in front of Soundwave." Thundercracker in almost a whisper so only Starscream could hear.
"So violent." Starscream grunted as he stood up.
"See you later, Star." The blue jet said as he took his trineleader's seat.
Starscream exited the Control Room and headed to his home. Some quiet time would be nice. Maybe he could get Dawnstar to actually do something with him.
Maybe…
"Okay, so, do you wanna do it on my berth or his?" Dawnstar inquired as she and Silverstorm walked up the stairs inside of the Elite Trine's house.
"Let's do it on his. I like how big it is." Silverstorm replied with a smile.
"Agreed."
Dawnstar palmed open the door to her sire's berthroom and the two entered. The room was immaculate as always, everything perfect in it's placement and cleanliness. It had such a commanding feeling to it, while at the same time feeling sad with the dim lights.
Dawnstar bounced on Starscream's berth excitedly as Silverstorm approached. "Let's go for the record!" She squealed.
"You think you can handle that, femme?" Silverstorm smirked at her.
"Oh, I can handle anything!"
She reached forward and grabbed him, pulling him on top of her as their lip plates connected.
Starscream steadily flew home, being careful not to use too much of his energy. He transformed and landed before the door. After punching in his code he entered. He wasted no time walking towards the stairs and scaling them. He stretched his arms out and fluttered his wings, preparing them for the much needed recharge he was about to partake in. He palmed open the door and his optics widened.
Dawnstar was moaning as she lied on her back with Silverstorm over her, thrusting hard and fast. The whole berth was shaking and the clanging of his frame against hers almost blocked out the sounds they were making.
Dawnstar moved her helm to the side, her optics barely online, when she saw him. Her optics widened and her moaning ceased. Silverstorm noticed and looked up, barely slowing down in his humping until he actually saw what she saw.
Starscream was in the doorway, his optics wide with almost horror as his wings were raised high and mouth slightly gaping.
"Oh, slag." Dawnstar said with annoyance and horror.
"Um, is that him?" Silverstorm anxiously asked as he swallowed.
"Yup. That's my sire." She said almost nonchalantly.
"W-what-" Starscream gasped before he got over the initial shock. He balled his servos at his sides, flicked his wings threateningly, narrowed his optics, and stomped over.
"Um, sir, I can explai-" Silverstorm didn't get a chance to finish.
With the speed of a striking serpent, Starscream grabbed Silverstorm by the shoulder and neck and yanked him off his daughter and onto the ground. Silverstorm scrambled to his peds but was not fast enough to dodge the sword Starscream summoned from his subspace. It plunged straight through his arm and pinned him to the ground, causing the grounder to scream in agony as energon leaked from his wound.
"DAD!" Dawnstar shrieked as she leaped to her peds and grabbed at her sire's arm. "STOP IT!"
He spun away and shoved her back onto the berth. "Stay there!" He ordered harshly, his optics filled with the desire to kill. Dawnstar swallowed. She had never seen those optics on him before. Never thought him capable of such a terrifying expression.
The Air Commander turned back to his victim. He unsubspaced his second sword and without hesitation stabbed it through Silverstorm's second arm, penetrating through the floor and securing it in place.
"ARGH! AH! Please! Stop it! AHH!" Silverstorm shrieked in immense pain and terror. Starscream didn't seem to notice. He had grown deaf to those pleas long ago.
The tri colored Seeler then summoned an energon blade and bent down beside the silver mech. With one fluent movement he cut out Silverstorm's mandible, then the glossa, then ripped out his vocalizer, silencing him. He then started to carve into Silverstorm's faceplates causing the grounder to twitch and jerk in pain while Dawnstar screamed in terror as she helplessly watched. Starscream didn't waste any time, and in only astroseconds had most of the faceplates removed. He stabbed the brain module, finally ending the grounder's torment before he yanked vital cables out of the neck, stabbed the spark chamber, cut out the T-cog, castrated, removed the limbs, tore out more vital parts, and stabbed the deactivated frame until it was almost unrecognizable.
Dawnstar tried to stop him, but he just shoved her away. He never spoke, never looked at her, just concentrated on destroying the vermin.
Once done, he stood up and turned to face his daughter. He was covered in energon, his servos shaking with his fury, and his optics still glaring murderously.
"You killed him… YOU KILLED HIM!" She screamed in shock and terror.
"You're next." He growled before grabbing her wrist and forcefully dragging her behind him as he stormed out of the room and out of the house.
"Dad! Please, stop! Where are we going?!" She exclaimed as she tried fighting him, but he was just too strong.
"To see Hook." He snapped in a tone he never used with her before.
"Dad, please, you're hurting me!"
He didn't slow in his pace, didn't speak, didn't loosen his grip. Dawnstar kept fighting him, grabbing at his servo with her free hand, dragging her peds across the ground, and even kicking at him. Nothing helped.
The Constructicons were in the midst of a heated game of Connect 4 - Mixmaster vs. The Undefeated Scrapper - when Starscream burst through the door and threw Dawnstar forward so hard that she crashed into their table.
"Whoa!"
"The slag!?"
"Dawn?! Are you alright!?"
Were some of the shouts they unleashed as they leaped back, Hook being the only one to leaped towards the Seeker femme.
"Scan her, Hook!" Starscream snapped, his anger not dissipated in the slightest.
"Um, what for, Commander?" Hook asked completely confused by the strange actions of the Seeker as he helped Dawnstar to her peds.
"Just scan her!" He shrieked.
Hook wasted no time in leading her to a medberth and forcing her to lie down. She barely fought him, too surprised by her sire's behavior. The medic grabbed his scanner and held it over her when he saw why Starscream was so pissed. Interface fluid coated the femme's codpiece and inner thighs, and the scratches on her paint around those areas were also very indicative of the act.
Hook felt the need to demand an explanation from the femme, feeling almost like a second sire to her since he had been helping to care for her even before she arrived, but he bit his glossa and remained silent. He ran his scanner over her and checked the results.
"Would you like the good news first or the bad?" He inquired of the enraged Seeker sire.
"JUST TELL ME!"
"Well, then," Hook paused to make a sound as if he were clearing his vocalizer. "Good news: She's not carrying." Starscream lowered his wings ever so slightly. "Bad news: She has two ITVs."
"WHAT?!"
"I have what?!" Dawnstar demanded.
"You have Interface Transmitted Viruses, young femme." Hook said sternly.
"I know what an ITV is! What do you mean I have one!?" She screamed infuriately at him.
"Well, dumb little femme, it's what happens when you participate in intercourse with an already infected-"
"I KNOW THAT!"
"Oh, and Starscream, her fuel lines are also full of circuit boosters. I even detect some old usage of Syk." Hook informed nonchalantly as he held up his scanner.
"Don't tell him that!?" Dawnstar shrieked.
Starscream seemed barely able to control himself. He marched straight over to her, grabbed her arm, and yanked her to sit upright on the berth.
"WHAT THE FRAG WERE YOU THINKING?!" He bellowed in her faceplates.
"Oh, SHUT UP! I am a grown femme and can do as I please!" She screamed back.
The Constructicons all gathered around, eagerly watching the drama. Scavenger was eating energon goodies from a box, occasionally holding it over for Long Haul and Mix Master to have some, who were standing on either side of him.
"YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A YOUNGLING! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO GO OFF AND FRAG SOME GROUNDER! OR TAKE CIRCUIT BOOSTERS!"
"JUST SHUT UP! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A STUPID, OLD BASTARD! YOU LET MOM DIE AND-"
"I NEVER LET HER DIE!"
"JUST GO GET FRAGGED AND DIE!"
Starscream was at the limit of his self control. He raised a fist, ready to strike. Dawnstar's optics widened as it neared with speed, but suddenly veered off and impacted with Bonecrusher's faceplates, so hard that the Constructicon was knocked to the ground. Dawnstar gasped, jumping back as the Constructicons rushed to their fallen brother's side.
"I'm alright!" Bonecrusher replied as he gave a thumbs up from his position on the ground.
"Stop it!" Hook shouted as he got between Starscream and Dawnstar. "There is no fighting in my medbay! Commander Starscream, I am going to have to order you out-"
"That is my daughter!" Starscream snapped as he jabbed a digit at the red and black Seeker.
"Scrapper, call Thundercracker and Skywarp." Hook said to his gestaltmate before turning back to Starscream. "Sir, calm yourself. I will heal your daughter and put a grounding in her. I just need you to march your aft out, now." He ordered firmly.
"You are in astronomical trouble, young femme." The Air Commander snapped at her, his rage barely dissipated.
"You killed him! Haven't you done enough to ruin my life?!" She shouted venomously.
"YOU WANT TO SEE ME RUIN YOUR LIFE?!" He shrieked.
A flash of purple appeared behind the Decepticon SIC as his trinemates materialized.
"What's going on?!" Thundercracker roared, the power of his voice causing everyone to stop and listen.
"Thundercracker, Skywarp, I require your assistance in removing your trineleader from my medbay." Hook explained professionally.
"I DO NOT NEED TO BE REMOVED!" Starscream seemed as if he was about to murder anything that moved.
"Star, what's wrong?" Skywarp asked anxiously as he grabbed Starscream's arm and pulled him around to face him.
"What's wrong? What's wrong is that I found that youngling on my berth interfacing with some Empty grounder!" He shouted.
"Oh, quit glitching about the berth! That was, like, the sixth time we did it there!" Dawnstar exclaimed.
"SIXTH?!" He needed to kill something before he deactivated his daughter.
"Starscream, calm down." Thundercracker ordered.
Starscream turned his back to his daughter, shaking with unadulterated fury. "Thundercracker, Skywarp, gather several Autobot prisoners and bring them to the torture chamber. I need to vent." He growled through gritted denta before stomping out.
Dawnstar's optics widened when she heard her sire say that. Thundercracker gave Dawnstar a dirty and disappointed look at her while Skywarp just seemed barely able to control his hurricane of emotions. Dawnstar raised her wings in challenge to her blue "uncle" while giving him her own bitter glare.
"You're fragging lucky I'm not your sire." Thundercracker snapped between gritted denta before grabbing Skywarp's servo and leading him out.
"Gee, what a bunch of drama queens." Dawnstar grunted with crossed arms once the Seeker mechs were gone. "Ow!" She exclaimed as she put her servo where Hook had hit her upside the helm with a servo.
"Getting ITVs, fragging a mech you don't even know, using circuit boosters, and being a brat is not something you should be proud of. I don't like the shouting, but I don't think that was reaction enough. I'm with Thundercracker on this one: You should be given over to him for a breem. I believe he will do wonders on your poor attitude."
Dawnstar gave the medic a murderous glare. "Don't touch me!" She shouted as she jerked her arm away. "I am going out."
"No, you are staying here and having your ITVs removed. And I am putting a grounding in you to keep you from getting sparked. And if I can find a new brain module lying around I would also like to replace that."
"You are a slagging heap of-"
"I would love to hear the wondrous compliments you are about to give me, but time is of the limit. If I don't remove those viruses…" He then tsked several times. "Well, at least Starscream won't be having to deal with you anymore."
"Ugh, you are as stupid as him." She growled as she crossed her arms.
"Hmm, I prefer to think of myself as being more patient, but I suppose we have our similarities. Primarily where dark sarcasm is involved. We both worship it like a god. Now, lie down and hold still. I will not be afraid to tie you to the medberth. And don't attempt to fight me. I've been dealing with your sire for thousands of vorns. Nothing is difficult anymore."
Dawnstar rolled her optics and did as she was told. Hook gestured for his gestaltmates to bring him equipment before he set to work.
The Autobot thrashed and squirmed, unable to scream due to his vocalizer being ripped out, and unable to fight since his limbs had either been torn off completely or now hung by wires. Starscream sat on the 'bot's chest piece as he lied on the cold, energon stained floor of the torture chamber. The Seeker was taking his time in carving up the still living frame. He was covered in energon, having already dissected three other Autobots. There were two others chained to the wall watching, silently waiting their turn. Thundercracker and Skywarp stood nearby, speaking to their trineleader as if the macabre scene was as ordinary as drinking energon.
"How was she even sneaking him in?" Thundercracker demanded. "All of our security should have alerted us about such activities."
"Why would she want to frag a grounder?" Skywarp inquired as he leaned against the wall. "They're disgusting."
"She's mad at me and must have thought that fragging and taking circuit boosters would make her feel better." Starscream grunted, never removing his optics from his gruesome work.
"What did you do to him?" Thundercracker asked.
"I deactivated him. Thinking back on it, I should have stun him with my null rays and kept him functional so that I could prolong his torturous death for several decacycles." He vented a sighed. "Missed opportunities…"
"Do you feel better cutting up Autobots?"
"A bit. It's not the same though. I was in too much of a rage to get much satisfaction from the deactivation of that Empty. Primus, he wasn't even good looking."
"You would have been better if she had been fragging a good looking mech?"
"NO! It was just an observation. I'm a scientist. You know how I am about such things." He rubbed his temples with an energon covered servo. "I shouldn't have yelled at her. I was just so pissed off."
"No, you had every right to yell at her." Thundercracker said firmly as he placed his servos on his hips. "She fragged up big time."
"Literary."
"Not helping, Skywarp!"
"I almost hit her." Starscream said miserably. "I came so close to hurting her. Thank Primus Bonecrusher had his hideous faceplates right there to catch my fist." He was silent for a moment. "She was scared of me. I saw it in her optics. Slag, I killed in front of her. I was trying to hide who I really was from her for so long and now… Now she knows I'm a killer. Well, she always knew from the stories I told, but now she's seen me kill in cold-energon rather than in actual battle. I feel like an idiot."
"No, you did nothing wrong. She was calling you a coward for Primus' sake!" Thundercracker exclaimed. "Maybe this will show her that you are not one to be treated like slag."
"I was hoping to achieve that goal through respect and love, not fear." Starscream grumbled. "She's not a soldier. She's my little femmling. My little princess. Why wouldn't she just talk with me?"
"Because she's a selfish brat who thinks only of herself."
"Thundercracker," Starscream sighed as his optics offlined. "Call her a 'brat' one more time and I will throw you in the brig."
"Star, why won't you see that she's-"
"Thunder," Starscream snapped as he plunged his blade through the Autobot's spark chamber, finally ending his suffering. "I believe I gave you an order."
Thundercracker's servos balled into fists as his wings raised. He glared at Starscream with furious, narrowed optics before pivoting on a thruster heel and stomping out. Skywarp swallowed as he watched him leave, his wings lowering and servos wringing. He turned back to his trineleader who was now standing and wiping his blade clean with a cloth.
"Star," Skywarp said in almost a whisper. "I-" He stopped and swallowed, his optics looking away.
Starscream subspaced his knife and looked back, his wings lowering as well. "What's wrong, Sky?" He asked gently.
"Nothing." Skywarp shook his helm.
"Tell me still."
"I just…" He shrugged, still not looking at Starscream.
"Skywarp, you know you can tell me anything. I promise I won't get mad."
Skywarp then looked up at him. He was silent for a while before finally speaking softly. "Star, I'm scared."
"Scared of what?"
"Of the trine. We've been fighting a lot lately, and I just… I'm just scared."
Starscream studied his trinemate for a moment before speaking. "Don't be scared, 'Warp. TC and I are just having some issues with differences. It won't break up the trine. I love you two too much for that. It'll pass. Don't worry."
Skywarp nodded his helm slowly before approaching Starscream and embracing him in a tight hug. "I love you, Starscream."
Starscream hugged him back. "I love you too, 'Warp. Don't be worried about the trine. That's my job, okay? It's your job to just be smiling and laughing like an adorable idiot."
Skywarp smiled faintly at that. "I'm pretty good at that, huh, Screamer?"
"Yes, quite." Starscream then placed both of his servos on either side of Skywarp's helm and lifted it up. He kissed his trinemate on the lip plates before speaking again. "Everything will be fine, 'Warp. Let me carry the burden of worry and whatnot concerning the trine and our future, okay?" Skywarp nodded slowly causing Starscream to give him a small smile. He placed his brow against Skywarp's and exhaled through his olfactory sensor vents. "I will protect you and the trine till the bitter end. Just laugh for me like you used to."
"Alright, Star. I'll try."
Starscream captured his lip plates in a searing kiss as they pulled each other closer together. Their glossas were soon playing when Starscream suddenly jerked away.
"We probably should kill those two remaining Autobots so they can't tell anyone about this conversation. Then, I need to clean up, so, let's finish this in the washracks."
"Yours or mine?"
"Yours. My berthroom still has a deactivated frame in it."
"Wanna spend the night, too?"
Starscream smirked. "Yeah, let's do that."
The Air Commander started to step away when a sudden, powerful dizzy spell struck him. He stopped, his servo touching his helm as he tried to regain his composer.
"Star? You alright?" Skywarp asked anxiously.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just-" He couldn't finish, suddenly falling over as his systems went into emergency stasis lock.
STDs are actually canon for Cybertronians to get.
Autobots killed his Moonstar, so naturally Starscream feels the need to brutally murder as many as he can.
Yay for killing Silverstorm! Silverstorm is actually the name of a dragon from one of my stories so I felt like I was murdering one of my dragon babies! XD Only he's not a creepy, drug-using rapist...
Things are just gonna get more "fun." Keep reading. Dawnstar will get involved with Autobots before too long! And then everything will go to hell from there... :/
I love Starscream. This is why he must suffer. (Nods head sagely)