Chapter 7
Dawnstar lied on her medberth grumpily allowing Hook to connect wires into her frame and begin to clean her systems. The other Constructicons were helping him, whispering amongst each other so that Dawnstar could not hear.
The room was filled with a flash of purple and the distressed and on the verge of panicking vocalizer of Skywarp as he carried an offline Starscream.
"Hook! Please, help him! He's dying!" Skywarp was almost in tears as he presented his trineleader.
Hook was beside him in an instant and quickly scanned the Air Commander. "He's dangerously low on fuel. Get him to that medberth, now!" Hook ordered as he pointed.
Skywarp immediately did so, placing his trinemate on the medberth and then standing beside him, his servo still holding Starscream's. Hook connected Starscream to an energon drip while complaining about the "slag-for-a-processor Seeker" he was always "wasting" his time on.
Dawnstar silently watched, not caring that her sire was in danger of deactivating. He deserved it. He killed her mech-friend as well as her carrier, ruined her life, and was a slagging idiot. Death was the only thing he was worthy of. Everything would be better if he just died.
"Is he going to be alright?" Skywarp asked Hook as he fought back sobs.
"He will be. But, he needs to be refueling regularly. I thought I told you to ensure of this." Hook grunted.
"TC and I have been trying. You know what a stubborn glitch he is."
"I know all too well."
Skywarp grabbed a nearby chair and placed it beside the medberth. He sat down and just held Starscream's servo as he rested his helm against his trineleader's. It might be a while, but Skywarp was willing to wait by his side until he onlined.
Dawnstar glared at Hook when he returned to her. "What's wrong with him?" She grunted, not concerned at all for her sire's wellbeing, just curious.
"Your sire is very depressed over the loss of your carrier. So much so that he is not refueling properly. His systems went into emergency stasis lock due to lack of fuel. I also suspect that part of his condition has to do with dealing with you." Hook said as if he were discussing the weather.
Dawnstar rolled her optics. Hook continued working on her for a few more kliks when Thundercracker suddenly rushed in. Pausing only long enough to locate his trinemates, he ran over and was beside Starscream in astroseconds.
"What happened?" He demanded from Skywarp as he took Starscream's other servo.
"We were just talking when Screamer just fell over." Skywarp said miserably, his optics never looking away from his trineleader.
"Low fuel?"
Skywarp nodded.
"Dammit, why does he do this!?"
"Because he's a stubborn aft. That's why." Hook remarked as he cared for Dawnstar.
"Not helping!"
"TC?" Skywarp said in almost a whisper so that only the blue Seeker could hear.
Thundercracker grabbed a nearby chair and pulled it over, sitting beside the medberth while facing his trinemate. "Yes, Sky?" He asked softly.
"TC, I'm scared."
"About what, sweetspark?"
"About the trine. You guys keep arguing and… I don't want the trine to breakup."
"We're not breaking up, 'Warp. Star and I have always argued. You remember when Starscream suggested we become Decepticons, right?" Skywarp nodded. "See, we went through that and are still together thousands of vorns later."
"You are arguing now more than you did then." Skywarp said barely audible.
"'Warp, don't worry. Nothing is going to happen to the trine. We're together now and for always."
Skywarp swallowed. "I guess so."
"In a vorn we will still be together and all of this will be ancient history." Thundercracker offered him a small smile. "Now, as for Starscream, when he onlines I'm giving him a very strict lecture about not refueling."
"He won't listen. He never does."
"I'll make sure he will this time. Trust me, I can be quite persuasive." Thundercracker stated firmly as he crossed his arms.
Later:
"You do not skip out on refueling!" Thundercracker exclaimed as he sat on a couch in the entertainment room with Starscream slung over his lap, beating his aft with a metal switch.
"Ouch! Ah! I just-ow! Didn't feel-ack! Like it! Ah!" Starscream managed to get out between swats.
"You are going to end up deactivating yourself!" Thundercracker continued on with his lecture, never ceasing the painful punishment. "What if Autobots attack? You need to be able to fight back! You cannot be weak or falling into stasis lock all the time!"
"Ah! TC-ah! I only-ack! Skipped out-ah! Ow, ow, on, ah! A few! Ah! I don't-ah! Make this-ah! A regu-ah! Regular thing! Ah! Why are-ah! You so-ah! Fragging-ow! Strong?! Ack! When will-ah! You be-ah! Done?! Ah! Ah! Ow! Primus-ack! You're ser-ah! Serving brig-ah! brig time! Ow!"
"A few times? A few times is too much! And I am not serving brig time! If anyone should be it's that ungrateful brat of yours!"
"I thought-ah! I told-ah! You not-ah! To call-ow! Her that?! AHHH! Primus, what is-ah! Wrong with-ah! You?! Ack! AH! AH! You're hit-AH! Hitting harder! AH! Why?! AH!" He shouted, his servos grasping Thundercracker's leg from the pain.
"Because maybe I can get something through that thick processor of yours! You need to refuel regularly! And you need to realize that your daughter requires a firmer servo. Particularly one wielding a metal switch!"
"AH! You will-AH! Not touch-AH! Her! OW! AH! She is-ACK! My responsi-AH! Responsibility! AH! Haven't I-AH! Learned my-AH! Lesson yet?! AHH!"
"Skywarp, do you want a turn with him?" Thundercracker asked, still lashing Starscream's aft.
Skywarp was sitting on the couch beside them, silently watching the scene. Before, Skywarp would have been more than eager to beat his trineleader's aft, but now he didn't want to have anything to do with it. At least, not until Starscream was happy again.
"No." He said softly.
"You sure?"
Skywarp nodded his helm slowly. "Yeah… I think he's learned his lesson. It looks painful enough from here."
"Listen-AH! To him-AH! TC! I've learned-AH! My lesson! AH! AH! OW! ACK!"
"Do you promise to refuel properly every orbital cycle from now on?" Thundercracker demanded.
"Yes! AH! Yes! AH! I will-AH! Properly-AH! Refuel every-AH! Orbital cyc-ACK! Cycle for-AH! Now on! ACK!" Starscream exclaimed.
"You better or else."
"Or else-AH! What?! AH! What else-AH! Will you do-AH! To me?! AH!" He demanded.
"I'll think of something."
"AH! Let me-AH! Go already! AH! AH! AH!"
Thundercracker gave him several harder smacks before subspacing the metal switch and removing his servo from where it held onto Starscream's wing. Starscream slowly got to his peds, his servos rubbing his sore aft.
"You're an aft." Starscream grunted at his blue trinemate.
"Not as much as you."
"You said you were just going to give me a few. That was over a hundred!"
"I got carried away." Thundercracker grunted sarcastically. "But maybe you will stop and think before you decide to starve yourself."
"I'm not starving myself. Skipping a few refuelings every now and then isn't hurting me."
"It's more than just 'every now and then,' Starscream. You have gone into emergency stasis lock twice!" Thundercracker bellowed.
"Over the period of what? Several decacycles?"
"I'm about to put you back over my knee." Thundercracker growled.
Starscream took a step back. "No, you won't. I'm going to my berthroom. And you are not going to bother me."
The Air Commander stomped away, climbed the stairs, and slammed the door to his room. A couple of astroseconds passed before the sound of his door opening reached his trinemates' audio receptors.
"There's still a deactivated frame in my room, so, 'Warp, I'm going to lock myself in your room." Starscream called down to them.
Skywarp just stayed silent as he listened to his berthroom door being slammed shut. He slowly looked up at Thundercracker.
"We probably should remove that from his room." Skywarp said quietly.
"He put it there. He can remove it." Thundercracker grunted. "Or, better yet, make Dawnstar do it."
"I don't think Star would want Dawn to handle a corpse."
"I am beginning to not care what Starscream wants his brat to do and not do. She needs to grow up and he needs to stop treating her like a sparkling." Thundercracker grunted with crossed arms and narrowed optics.
The two were silent for a long, uncomfortable klik before Skywarp spoke up.
"I'll go an' clean it up." He said so softly as he slowly stood up.
"No, 'Warp, you shouldn't have to clean his mess." Thundercracker said firmly.
"I don't mind." Skywarp just shrugged.
Thundercracker raised an optical ridge. Skywarp never wanted to clean up anything ever. "You know, I've noticed you two have been spending a lot more time together."
Skywarp swallowed. "Maybe. I mean, I haven't really been doing many patrols lately."
"No, not that way. Don't think I have been blind to you two interfacing without me. Oh, and how you two no longer argue, when it used to be you two always fighting."
"TC, I just don't want to fight anymore. I love Screamer and I hate seeing him hurting." Skywarp said quickly.
"I'm beginning to question if this 'love' is 'trinemate love' or something more." Thundercracker said almost dangerously.
"Trinemate love! There's nothing else, TC. Honest! I love you, too. Please, don't be mad at me. I just hate seeing Screamer so sad and have been trying to make him happy. I-I'll interface with you more if that makes you happy. Wanna do it right now? I don't want you mad at me." Skywarp said quickly, on the verge of leaking tears.
"'Warp, stop it." Thundercracker held a servo up to emphasize. "I'm not mad at you. I feel neglected, but I'm not mad at you."
"You sure you aren't mad at me?" Skywarp said between soft sobs.
"I'm positive. I would like to know why you two have been bonding without me, though. Got an explanation for that?"
"You sound mad at me now."
"I'm not mad! Didn't I just say that?!" He exclaimed.
"Now you're mad!"
"Primus…" Thundercracker vented a sigh as he face-palmed tiredly.
"I di-didn't mean to make you mad!" Skywarp managed between loud sobs as coolant poured from his optics. "I don't want the trine to breakup. I don't want you guys mad at me or each other. I love you guys! I really do! Please, just stop arguing all the time!"
"Skywarp, calm down. No, no, no, stop it! No more crying." Thundercracker tried to placate his hysterical trinemate as he held his servos up.
"I can't! Everything is falling apart!" He shrieked, his optics offlined as he cried into his servos.
"Sky, sweetie," Thundercracker rose to his peds and approached him. "The trine is not falling apart! We're still-"
"You hate me!"
"No I don't!"
"You do! And you hate Starscream, too! You hate all of us!"
"I do not hate you two!"
"YES YOU DO! THE TRINE IS DESTINED TO THE PIT WITH YOU TWO ALWAYS ARGUING AND BOTH OF YOUR POOR ATTITUDES! AHH!" He screamed as he cried uncontrollably.
Thundercracker quickly hugged his trinemate, desperately trying to calm him down. The door to Skywarp's room opened and Starscream's vocalizer sounded from upstairs.
"What the slag is going on down there?!"
Thundercracker just held Skywarp close, lovingly stroking his back as their trineleader descended the stairs. He rushed over and placed a servo on Skywarp's shoulder.
"What's wrong, Sky? What's wrong with him?" He demanded.
"He thinks the trine is breaking up." Thundercracker informed.
"You guys hate me!" Skywarp cried into Thundercracker's chest piece, his voice muffled.
"Sky, we don't hate you." Starscream said quickly as he hugged both his trinemates. "I'm sorry we have been arguing. That is not right of us. But, the trine is not breaking up. I told you to let me carry that burden of keeping us together."
"I just wish you guys would stop fighting! Why can't we just hug it out?" He managed to wail out.
"We are hugging. Look, see? I'm holding the both of you."
"Yeah, Sky. Everything will be alright. We aren't breaking up." Thundercracker replied.
Skywarp pulled his helm away and wiped coolant from his optics with a purple servo. "You-you guys promise we won't ever separate?" He said between soft sobs.
"Promise." Starscream smiled.
"I'll never leave you two no matter how much you may piss me off." Thundercracker stated.
"Will you two hug it out?" He asked pathetically.
"Yes, yes, see?" Starscream said quickly as he gave Thundercracker a hug, to which the blue Seeker returned. "Everything is going to be alright between us."
Skywarp managed a weak smile before hugging both his trinemates and borrowing his faceplates into their chest pieces. They hugged him back, unaware that he was slyly smirking. His plan to get them to hug each other worked. He should cry more often!
One Megacycle Later:
Starscream rapped his knuckles against Dawnstar's berthroom door and waited.
"Go away!" Her muffled voice sounded from within.
Starscream's optics narrowed before he went to work hacking her door and unlocking it himself. He marched straight in and shut the door behind him.
"Ugh! Stop hacking my door!" She exasperatedly exclaimed from where she lied on her abdominal plating on her berth, her peds in the air and a datapad in her servos.
"We need to talk." Starscream grunted as he grabbed a chair and pulled it over.
"Slag off." She growled, her optics remaining on her datapad.
Starscream swiped the datapad out of her servos and tossed it onto her desk before sitting down on the chair. Dawnstar gave him a murderous glare, her wings twitching with her fury.
"Cooperate and this colloquy will be over quickly." He stated as he crossed his arms.
"Colloquy or interrogation?" She snapped.
"A spark-to-spark. You tell me what's on your processor and I won't get pissed off."
"Well, I highly doubt that. You have two emotions: Overly reactive, pissed off slagger, or overly emotional, crying sparkling. I rather not deal with either, Starscream."
"You do not refer to me by my designation, femmling. Not until you have matured, at least. I am either 'sire,' 'sir,' or what your carrier wanted you to call me." His optics narrowed when she rolled hers. "Now, I am going to ask you a series of questions and I expect honest answers. You already pissed me off to a level I didn't realize I had, so don't think you can get me any angrier."
"Whatever."
"Why did you do it? Why did you bring that mechling into my house and frag him on my berth?" Starscream demanded.
"Because I wanted to. Why do you bring Skywarp and Thunder here and frag them?" She said in such a disrespectful and mocking tone.
"They are my trinemates, not some freak from the streets. Answer my question."
"I liked fragging him. It was fun, alright. So what if I did it in this house and on your berth. You interface on that berth all the time, too."
"It's my berth, not yours. I dictate what is done to it. That is why I am having it replaced with one that has not been infected by a grounder." He paused to study her. There was no remorse in her optics. "Why did you lose your virginity? I told you that you should only lose it to your trinemates."
"Yeah, and how long will that be? I shouldn't have to wait just because of your stupid traditions."
"Did that mech coerce you into doing it?"
"No! I completely consented."
"Was he the only one or were there others?"
"This is getting rather personal."
"Answer me."
"Maybe, maybe not. I can't remember." She just shrugged.
Starscream's optics narrowed even more so. "When did you start taking circuit boosters? Did he make you do that, too?"
"I saw him trying some, he offered them to me, and I took them. Don't see the big deal. They feel great."
"Until they deactivate you. Those things can cause permanent processor damage."
"Hmm," She just shrugged.
"How long has this been going on? You and that mech having intercourse."
"A while. Several orns… Decacycles… Haven't really been paying attention."
"Where did you meet him?"
"In a bar."
"Oh, you have been having high grade as well? Let's check the Sin List," He leaned forward in his chair and began to count out on his digits. "You have been fragging a grounder behind my back. You have been taking circuit boosters behind my back. You have been consuming high grade behind my back. You have been sneaking out of the house and the base behind my back. You have been smuggling mechs into my house, again, behind my back. You have been around mechs period behind my back. What else can I add to it?"
"I've gotten over energized more than once." She shrugged. "Oh, and I kissed a mech. More than once. And I liked every astrosecond of it."
Starscream glared at her. "You're fine with sticking your glossa into the mouths of mechs you don't even know, but can't give your own sire a goodnight kiss on the cheekplates? Explain the logic in that."
"I like them. I don't like you." She said matter-of-factly.
"And why are these mechs you've never met before better than me who raised you? Who created you. Who cared for you when you were just a tiny, helpless, newly emerged sparkling, and continues to do so even now when you hurt me so. Do you know how difficult it is to raise a sparkling, especially in a time of war? And I haven't told you yet, but when you emerged things were not perfect between me and Moonstar. That made the situation even harder. And somehow I managed to deal with all that slag while raising a little femmling and running an army that is scattered across the galaxy!"
"Things weren't right between you and mom? Is that why you let her die?"
Starscream leaped to his peds, his fists shaking at his sides. "I DID NOT KILL YOUR CARRIER! I LOVED THAT FEMME! She was my entire world! The Autobots are the ones who attacked her ship! They are the ones who murdered her!" He shrieked.
"If she was your 'world' than why weren't things right between you two?" She demanded.
"Not every relationship starts out all perfect. Moonstar and I had a rough start, but we got through our differences and had a beautiful, little femmling together that we both loved dearly. We gave up so much just for you. Everything was because we wanted you to have a happy life and to never know pain or suffering like we did." He paused to see if she would say anything but she remained silent. "I loved Moonstar. I still love her. I never wanted her deactivated."
Dawnstar was silent for a moment before speaking. "What was going on between you guys?"
Starscream vented a small sigh as he rubbed his temples with a servo. "You're not ready to hear that story. I was hoping that Moonstar would be with me when the time came… You're not ready."
"What, were guys, like, breaking up or something?"
"No, that I could tell you. No, it was far worse. I actually convinced Moonstar that we should tell you when you were old enough, since I believe you should have the right to know. But not now. Not until I know you are ready."
"How come I'm not ready now? I'm a grown femme. I can handle it." She grunted.
"No, you can't." He sat back down before continuing. "Tell me: Why are you doing this? Why are you fragging mechs, injecting circuit boosters, getting over energized, and blaming me for a crime I never committed? I am willing to do whatever I must to help you. I love you Dawn, and if you just need me to deactivate every 'bot on this fragging planet than I'll do just that. Just say the word."
"Dad, I'm just doing what I want to do. You're not the boss of me. I'm my own boss, and if I want to do something I do it." She shrugged." Don't like it, too bad, so sad."
"It's not just that I don't like it. It's the fact that you are killing yourself and running off with some mech you don't know is dangerous. You will be brutally raped, beaten, and even deactivated by the creeps running around out there. You might even be captured and kept as an interface slave to be used every night and beaten if you misbehave. And that does happen." He swallowed and continued in a softer voice. "I don't want my precious little femmling to suffer through that. Dawn, sweetie, you have your entire life ahead of you. Don't ruin it. Don't put yourself out there to be simply used and hurt by these mechs. You're a very smart femme. You're better than this."
"I want to do what I want to do, dad. I like interfacing. I like drinking high grade. I like it, I'm gonna do it. You do it all the time, too."
"Again, I only interface with my trine. And that is for bonding purposes. And I only drink high grade when my trinemates are around. I never do it alone, and if I do it's only one or two cubes. Not enough to get me tipsy. What you are doing is dangerous. You can do stupid slag when you have a trine to protect you, but not before or alone."
"You're making a big deal out of nothing." She grunted.
"You had two ITVs. Last time I checked those were pretty serious illnesses."
"Well, Hook removed them, so…" She shrugged.
"Yes, only because it was found soon enough. If I had not walked in on you two we might not have found out about them for a much longer time. You could have been slowly deactivated. And not any slow deactivation but a prolonged, painful deactivation. Are these mechs really that important for you to risk such things?"
"Maybe…"
His optics narrowed. "Dawn, can you not fathom the scale of how… serious this is? Dawn, look at me. You could have been killed."
"But, I wasn't so… Whatever."
He just glared at her for a moment, his wings twitching with fury. "Alright, fine." He said as he stood up. "You are under house arrest for a decacycle."
"WHAT!?"
"I would make it longer if it wasn't for Seeker Claustrophobia." He said simply as he turned to leave.
"You can't do this!" She exclaimed as she leaped to her peds.
He twirled around and glared at her. "I am your sire and your commanding officer. Yes, I can do this."
"I am not a Decepticon!"
"No, but you are a Seeker and I am the leader of the Seekers. You better be glad that you are my daughter and I love you so damn much because I ought to be locking you in the brig for a stellar cycle." He snapped as he jabbed a digit at her.
"This isn't love! This is a dictatorship! You are taking away my basic rights as a-"
"You still have access to energon, your entertainment systems, and your own rust-free berth. What 'basic rights' am I taking away?" He demanded.
"My basic right to freedom! I can't stay locked in here for that long!" She shrieked.
"Yes, you can. Quit your glitching and instead be thanking me for being so lenient with your disrespectful aft."
"ARGH! You are nothing but a slagging idiot!" She screamed as she suddenly kicked his shin guard.
"That's an orn added to your sentence." He snapped.
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"
"Already done. Oh, and to ensure you stay put I had the locks for all the windows changed and there will always be someone here in the house to guard you."
"This is a prison!"
He just gave her a hard look. "You don't know what a 'prison' is, young femme. You don't even know what a true 'punishment' is." He opened her door and looked back at her. "'Warp has the first guard shift. Be nice to him. I will be out late."
"I hope you don't come back." She growled as she crossed her arms.
He looked at her for a moment before speaking softly. "Maybe that will come true for you some orbital cycle."
He then walked out and shut the door behind him. She rolled her optics before kicking the door.
"I can't wait for that orbital cycle, fragging waste of metal." She grumbled.
"House arrest? That will never get it through her thick processor." Thundercracker grunted as he walked alongside Starscream in the corridors of the control building.
"I just need time to recheck security and ensure she can no longer escape. Punishment won't get it through her processor that what she is doing is wrong. She has me as a sire. She is stubborn and will just ignore anything thrown at her." Starscream said softly. "Sometimes I hate myself."
"Don't, Star. It's not your fault she's being a brat."
"I thought I told you not to call her that." He snapped.
"That's the nicest thing I can find that fits her."
"Thunder, please, I'm not in the mood to argue with you." Starscream said tiredly as he pinched the bridge of his olfactory sensor.
"You can't keep ignoring the issue. She needs-"
"She does not need you getting involved." Starscream said strictly. "She is my daughter. My responsibility. My burden. She just hasn't gotten over Moonstar's…" He swallowed. "Just, please, let me handle her."
"Starscream, watching you 'handle' her is like watching a petrorabbit try to befriend a turbofox. There's a lot of begging, a lot of screaming, a lot of fighting, and sooner or later someone dies."
"I am ordering you to let me handle this." Starscream said firmly.
"Star-"
"No more, please. Just… no more."
Thundercracker glared with narrowed optics for a moment before speaking. "Yes, sir." He growled.
Starscream swallowed before nodding his helm slowly. The two just walked in silence until they came to their destination.
"I'll see you later, TC." Starscream said so softly.
"See you then." Thundercracker said before leaning forward and pecking a kiss to Starscream's cheekplates.
Starscream vented a sad sigh before grabbing Thundercracker's mandible and kissing him on the lip plates. "Make sure they don't do anything stupid."
"I will. You don't do anything stupid, either."
"I'll try not too."
Starscream then turned to the door before him, vented a sigh, and palmed it open. That smirk of his spread over his handsome visage as he stepped inside. "Greetings, lord Megatron." His honeyed words flowed from his vocalizer just as they always did before his superior.
"You're late, Starscream." The tyrant's voice grumbled from where he sat at the head of the table for the meeting.
"I didn't realize I had to be here at a specific time. Or was it simply because you missed seeing-"
The door shut, cutting Thundercracker off from hearing or seeing his trineleader. He sighed, his wings lowering slightly as he turned and walked away. Starscream deserved so much more than a brat for a daughter, a brokenspark, and having to deal with the likes of Megatron. Thundercracker wished he could just swipe his trinemates and fly them away to a better place. Somewhere where Starscream could live without pain and Skywarp would laugh again.
Why did all of this have to happen?
A Decacycle and Orn Later:
Starscream hacked the door lock to his daughter's room and entered.
"It's called 'knocking.'" Dawnstar snapped bitterly from where she lied on her berth, an arm slung over her optics.
Starscream sat on the edge of the berth beside her before talking. "Sit up. I rather not speak to someone slouching."
She rolled her optics but did as he commanded. she sat beside him, but looked away. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer so that he could hug her. She tried pushing him away, but he didn't loosen up. The Air Commander kissed her on the brow and just held her close to him, savoring the feeling of knowing she was save in his arms.
"I love you, sweetspark. I love you so much." He said softly to her. "I just want what's best for you and am willing to do anything to protect you and make you happy."
Dawnstar had stopped fighting him, but still refused to hug him back as she remained silent. He lovingly stroked her back with one servo as he continued hugging her. After a bit he finally pulled away and looked at her.
"You're a beautiful femme, Dawn. I'm glad I'm your sire. I really am, no matter how you treat me. I love you too much to ever not want to be around you. I just wish you would love me like you used to." He vented a sad sigh before placing a servo over her knee and squeezing it a little. "Your sentence is up. You are free to roam the base. But, please, do not leave it. I don't want to have to search for your deactivated frame on the side of the streets. I want you to live much longer than I probably will and have a trine, and maybe your own little family. Please, sweetie, just be careful and stay within the confines of the base. And if you want to leave, let me know so I can give you a Seeker escort." He swallowed. "I'm not your enemy. I'm your sire and I love you more than you can comprehend."
"Yeah, sure, whatever, dad." She grunted.
He kissed her on the brow before she could jerk away, then gave her a gentle pat on her knee as he stood. "I'll see you later, princess."
The Decepticon SIC walked out of her room and shut the door behind him. He took a moment to cycle air and control his emotions before continuing to walk away.
Dawnstar just had a small, sly smirk on her gorgeous faceplates. All his warnings were thrown to the wind as she skipped to the window, hacked the lock, climbed out, and flew away. She used her house arrest time to learn all his tricks. He couldn't keep her away from what she wanted to do.
Dawnstar flew to the one location where the security was weak. She had found it shortly after Moonstar's deactivation when running away to be on her own to mourn. It was an underground tunnel, built and abandoned long ago before the war even started. It was probably used for smuggling illegal boosters, or was an old mining tunnel. Whatever it's purpose, it spanned a great distance underneath Cybertron and allow easy access to escaping the base when she really didn't want to be caught.
The Seeker femme lifted up the hatch, well hidden amongst debris, and climbed down. She transformed and flew, quickly making her way through the tunnels until she came to the desired location. She transformed, removed the above hatch, and flew out with her thruster heels. She was in the midst of a collapsed building, not far away from where the Empties lived.
She smiled to herself, having easily escaped her crazy sire's clutches once again. She skipped along, her thruster heels clacking loudly with her merriment as she wandered deeper into the ruined city.
Dawnstar arrived at the bar and entered. She made her way to the counter when she stopped. Her wings raised and she watched the mech in the corner. He was one of the mechs she had seen with Silverstorm the orbital cycle she had fallen into recharge in the alley. One of the mechs she had no idea had raped her unresponsive form.
He noticed her looking at him and smiled. Dawnstar flicked her wings, just as her sire did when he was irritated before walking towards him. He just watched her, sipping on his high grade. She sat down across from him and just studied him for a moment before speaking.
"You were a friend of Silverstorm, correct?" She inquired.
"Correct." The grounder replied.
"I'm sorry to inform you, but Silverstorm has been deactivated."
"I assumed as much since he hasn't been seen in over a decacycle." He said nonchalantly. "Wartime makes it hard to stay alive. Even if you are not participating in it."
She was silent, nodding her helm slowly as she looked down. He watched her as he drank his beverage.
"Surely a pretty thing like yourself did not come out all this way just to tell me of Silverstorm's passing."
"Nah, just came to escape my crazy sire. He tries to dictate my life and keep me from doing what I want to do." She said grumpily.
"Ah, I understand. I had a slagger as a sire as well. Always better off without them."
"Hell yeah."
He took another sip of his high grade. "Silverstorm was your frag partner, right?"
"What?"
"Your frag partner. You guys fragged each other."
"You mean 'lovers?'"
"No, I mean 'frag partners.' You don't have to love someone to frag them. Just get some service out of them and go your separate ways when done."
"I think he liked me." She shrugged. "He seemed like he liked me."
"Probably just wanted to frag you. Do you like fragging?"
"Yeah, I like it a lot." She smiled.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, and it kinda lets me just forget about everything going on in my miserable existence." She vented a sigh. "Now I gotta find a new mech-friend…"
"Why?"
"So I have someone to share a berth with."
"You know, a lot of mechs will pay you good Shanix to share a berth with you."
"Prostitution? That's dangerous. At least, my dad says so."
"Not if you do it at the brothel down the street. They have guards there to protect the femmes. Not as many femmes as there used to be before the war so they have to make sure none of them get damaged. I know that the femmes also get to keep most of their earnings."
"How much do they make?"
The mech smiled as he unsubspaced a large amount of Shanix. "Four hundred Shanix for a simple frag. More if there are extra services provided." He replied.
"It would be nice to make my own Shanix so I don't have to keep asking my sire for some. Especially now, I think he has pretty much figured out what I've been spending it on."
"And you can get more circuit boosters." He added.
She smiled. "I would like more circuit boosters."
"I know a dealer I can take you to." He smirked at her.
"Really? That would be awesome if you showed me."
"On one condition: We go in the back and I frag you. In return, you get the information for the dealer and all of this Shanix. Deal?"
She smirked. "Deal."
The mech pushed her roughly against the outside wall of the bar before forcefully entering her. He grabbed her sensitive wings pulling her onto his spike as he thrust hard into her. She gasped as she clawed at the rough structure before her, ignoring the pedestrians passing by in the alley. Her optics offlined as she just felt the sensation of being thrust into. This mech was rougher than Silverstorm had been, but she didn't mind. She liked the roughness. It was so different from everything else in her life. She was never hit or hurt by anyone, and this new action was almost exhilarating.
She grunted with gritted denta through her overload before gasping as he pulled out. He suddenly smacked her aft eliciting a yelp from her.
"What was that for?" She demanded.
"I like your aft." He smiled as he groped it. "Have you ever been turned over someone's knee for pleasure?"
"No, I haven't." She said slowly.
He grabbed her wrist and led her to some rubble. He sat down and forcefully pulled her over his lap. His one servo grasped her wing tightly and held her in place.
"Don't scream. Soft moans only, understand?" He said firmly.
"Um, okay, sure." She uncertainly replied.
She almost loudly yelped when the first smack made contact with her aft, but she kept it in. When he hit her a second time she managed to make a gasping moan, causing him to smile and strike even harder. She didn't fight him, just tried to please him with the sounds she was making.
This feeling was painful, and yet, completely new and interesting. She liked it. It was something her sire would not approve of her doing which made it even better. Anything he hated was great for her.
She allowed him to smack her aft nearly thirty times before he forced her off. He stood up, turned her around, and entered her again. His humping hurt more now since her aft was sore, but it just made the experience even more fun.
She should do this more often.
"Ever wonder why we're here?"
"Primus, 'Warp, why can't we ever have a normal bonding time?"
"Think about it, Screamer. We were either created by Primus himself or some alien life form or maybe we don't exist at all! Maybe we are just fictional characters in someone's sick processor!"
"I highly doubt that. Stop squirming!"
"No!"
"Can't you two stop shouting?"
"No, TC! Shout with us!" Skywarp managed to giggle.
"Why did I ever trine you two?" Starscream grunted as he thrust into Skywarp who was leaning over a console in the control room.
"Because you love us." Skywarp smiled.
"Sometimes."
"All the time." Thundercracker said as he thrust into Starscream, his arms wrapped around his trineleader's waist.
"Only when I need a frag." Starscream smiled.
"Come on, Screamer. HARDER! I still remember my designation!" Skywarp exclaimed.
"Stop fighting off your overload!"
"No!"
"Fragging glitch-head!"
"Ah, yeah! That's better!"
"Starscream, your fighting off your overload, too." Thundercracker snapped.
"That's because 'Warp is!" Starscream shouted.
"Oh, oh, oh! I feel it coming! I'm going to smash the red button when it comes!" Skywarp proclaimed.
"Do not touch that!"
"Why!?"
"Because I said so!"
"Killjoy!"
"Just shut up!" Thundercracker roared.
"You shut up!" Skywarp bellowed back.
"Stop fighting off your overload!" Starscream growled as he grabbed Skywarp's nape and forced him to lower his faceplates against the console.
"Ah! You're using force on me! TC! He's using force on me! I did not consent to this! RAPE!"
"Not so loud, idiot!" Starscream yelled as he smacked the back of Skywarp's helm.
"Rape and abuse! I'm being repressed! Ack! Soundwave! Help!"
Soundwave sat at his console ignoring the Seekers. He had muted them once they had started kissing and so was blissfully unaware of the shrieking taking place. He felt the vibrations in the floor and on the console before him, but vorns of dealing with the Elite Trine had taught him how to mostly ignore them. And as long as his cassettes were inside of him, they too would remain innocent of the horrors unfolding just feet away.
The Seekers' chest pieces all folded apart exposing their pulsing sparks, allowing the tendrils of raw energy to wrap together. Their overload came in a powerful surge, surplus energy coursing through their systems as they cried out their ecstasy.
Skywarp kept to his word and smack the red button before him, causing the alarms to go off.
"So that's what that does?" Skywarp said as if he was absolutely fascinated by it.
"You idiot!" Starscream snapped as he smacked Skywarp on the back of the helm again.
"Ah! Abuse! I'm being abused!"
Soundwave uncharacteristically showed emotion by rubbing his temples tiredly as he disabled the alarm and put a "False Warning" notice out.
"Alright, that's enough for now." Starscream said as he pushed himself into Thundercracker.
Thundercracker slid out of his trineleader and covered himself back over. Starscream exited Skywarp and walked towards Soundwave, not bothering to cover himself back up. He patted Soundwave's shoulder to get his attention, causing the Communications Officer to start to turn his helm to look at his superior only to jerk it back towards the vid screen before him when seeing that Starscream was still rather exposed.
"Any sign of her leaving the base?" The tri colored Seeker inquired.
"Negative." Soundwave intoned.
"Good. Maybe she has finally decided not to bother with mechs. At least for now, anyway."
"I wanna bother with mechs." Skywarp smiled as he leaped onto the console before his trineleader, still showing everything himself.
Soundwave quickly swiveled his chair so he didn't have to see any of the Seeker's "extra bits."
"I wanna bother you and TC." The black and purple continued with a flutter of wings.
Starscream started to reach forward when Skywarp vanished in a flash of purple and reappeared behind the Air Commander. He wrapped him arms around Starscream's waist and wasted no time in entering him.
"I'm on top this time!" Skywarp smiled as he started to thrust.
"Mmmm, yes, you are." Starscream said with gentle moans.
Soundwave stood up and walked out. Damn those Seekers for making it impossible to get work done!
Dawnstar snuck back home before it got dark, and quickly entered her code. She walked inside and vented an exasperated sigh.
"Where have you been?" Thundercracker inquired from where he sat on the couch.
"Why are you here? Usually it's Starscream waiting for me." She grunted.
"He's here." Thundercracker said as he gestured to the recharging form of Starscream on the couch beside him. The Air Commander was resting his helm on Thundercracker's lap, his faceplates relaxed and yet upset in his recharge. Thundercracker lovingly stroked his trineleader's helm as he continued. "He fell into recharge waiting for your aft to return. So, where were you?"
"I was just hanging around the base. Trying to spend as much time away from you slaggers as I could."
"Could have stayed home for that. We were out most of the orbital cycle."
"Whatever." She said as she rolled her optics. "I'm going to recharge."
"Come here first." Thundercracker said as he gestured her to approach.
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"You're not my boss." She snapped as she placed her servos on her hips.
"Want to bet?" He said dangerously, his optics narrowing. "Get your aft over here or else."
"Ugh," She grumbled, but did as he commanded. She walked around the couch so she stood before him and could finally see her exhausted sire. "What?"
"You are going to gently wake him up and let him know you have returned safely. Then, you are going to give him a kiss goodnight." Thundercracker ordered firmly.
"No, I am not."
"Oh, yes, you are. Trust me, I am not so lenient when I'm pissed off, unlike your sire."
"No. This is ridiculous."
"No, 'ridiculous' is challenging me. Do it."
She vented a dramatic sigh before placing a servo on her sire's shoulder and shaking him online.
"Be gentle. And get down on your knees. Now." Thundercracker commanded.
She did so, and lowered herself down while giving him a murderous glare.
"Mmmm, wha-?" Starscream said sleepily as he onlined, blood red optics flickering to life.
"Hey, dad, just letting you know I'm back." Dawnstar said without any enthusiasm.
"Hey, princess. I'm glad." He said still not fully awake.
"Yeah, well, I'm going to go recharge, so, yeah, goodnight."
She started to rise but Thundercracker grabbed her wing and forced her back down. She rolled her optics before leaning forward and kissing her sire on the cheekplates.
"Night, daddy. See you tomorrow." She said in the same tone before quickly leaving.
Starscream watched her go, a servo touching where she had kissed him. He smiled faintly to himself. Then, he realized where he was and looked up.
"She gave me a goodnight kiss, TC. See, told you to let me handle it."
"Hmm," Thundercracker grunted. "I still think she needs a firm servo."
"No, she doesn't. She'll get better. Just wait and see." Starscream said as he cuddled against his trinemate's lap and offlined his optics.
"Want to go upstairs, sweetspark?"
"I suppose I ought to." Starscream vented a sigh.
"Here, let me." Thundercracker said as he carefully lifted Starscream's helm and stood.
The blue Seeker picked up his trineleader and carried him bridal style to his berthroom.
"Nooooo, this is unnecessary." Starscream groaned lazily.
"You're tired and I don't mind carrying my trinemate." Thundercracker grinned at him.
"Hmm, in that case…" He sleepily curled into Thundercracker's chest plates. "You should carry me more often then."
Thundercracker palmed open the door to Starscream's room and entered. He placed his trinemate on the berth before climbing on himself.
::'Warp, Star and I are recharging together. Wanna join?:: Thundercracker inquired of his more energetic brother.
Skywarp suddenly appeared in a flash of purple and hopped onto the berth. "Slag yeah! Move over. I get to be next to Screamer." He said as he pushed them further away from the edge.
They scooted over so that Starscream was in the center of the berth and a trinemate on either side. They all cuddled against each other, Starscream facing Skywarp, and fell into recharge.
Next Orbital Cycle:
Dawnstar walked through the ruined streets towards the club that she had been told to go to. She stepped inside and her optics widened. The place was dark except for the colorful, bright lights flashing around, and the lights for the stage where femmes with no added armor were dancing and spinning around poles. More femmes were dancing on tables or the laps of mechs, while others went to the upper floors with clients.
Dawnstar swallowed. She needed the Shanix to buy more circuit boosters, and she did want to frag, but maybe this was a bad idea. These mechs probably wanted special services from the prostitutes that she was not sure on how to provide.
No, being a Seeker meant she was better than everyone. She could do this.
She twitched her wings and approached the bar. The bar tenders were all busy serving multiple mechs so it took a few astroseconds until one got to her.
"What can I get you?" One inquired of the Seeker femme.
"I was actually here because I was told I could get a job." She said slowly.
"Depends. what are you trying to get, Seeker?"
She swallowed. "Hooker."
He smiled. "A Seeker femme? I'm not surprised. Let me get the datapad for you to fill out."
Dawnstar nodded her helm as he walked off. She could do this. She would just get the Shanix for her boosters and not do anything crazy. And Starscream would never find out.
Never.
Dawnstar was led to the back of the club to where the other femmes were cleaning up or preparing to go work. She was gestured inside and then the mech left.
"Hello, what is this?" One of the femmes inquired as she studied Dawnstar.
"A Seeker femme. Don't see too many of those." Another spoke up.
"You'd think we would see nothing but Seeker femmes in this line of work."
"Hey, I'm Amethyst." The one femme introduced herself to the black and red Seeker.
"Dawnstar."
"Nice meeting you. So, ever done this type of work before?"
Dawnstar shook her helm. "No, I don't know what I should do."
Amethyst smiled. "Don't worry. We'll teach you everything. From lap dancing to what to do with your clients to make the most Shanix."
"Okay, when do we begin?"
"Now."
Thundercracker sat on the couch in the entertainment room watching something on the vid screen when Starscream walked down the stairs and started to walk towards the door, passing him behind the couch.
"Did you refuel yet?" Thundercracker inquired without looking back.
Starscream stopped and looked back. "Yes."
"Did you?" Thundercracker repeated.
"Yes, I did."
Thundercracker turned his helm and gave his trineleader a firm look. "Did you?" He said almost in a growl.
Starscream's wings lowered. "Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Maybe not."
"Come here." Thundercracker said as he gestured him over with a digit.
"TC, I'll refuel in a joor. I'm fine. There's no need-"
"Star, you are going to refuel before you leave, but after your punishment." Thundercracker said sternly, his optics narrowing.
"Mmmmrrgh." Starscream groaned as he trudged over.
"Lying to me about it gets you extra." Thundercracker said as he summoned his metal switch from subspace.
"How many times are you going to do this to me?" Starscream grumbled as he got into position on Thundercracker's lap.
Thundercracker grabbed a wing and held his trineleader in place. "When you start to refuel right."
"This is ridiculous. You know this won't change anything."
"At least I tried." Thundercracker replied before giving Starscream the first painful lash on his aft.
"Ah! I'm star-ah! Starting to-ah! Wish I-ah! Trined som-ah! someone-AH! Else! AH! AH! AH!"
"I wish I trined someone not so stubborn."
"AH! Yeah-AH! I wish-AH! That too. AH! AH! OW! You just-AH! Like hear-AH! Hearing me-AH! Suffer! AH! AH! Ever thou-AH! Thought that-AH! You and-AH! Megs might-AH! Be some-AH! Somehow re-AH! Related! AH! AH! Think-AH! About it! AH! You both-AH! Seem to-AH! Enjoy caus-AH! Causing me-AH! Pain! AH! AH! AH!"
"I do this out of love."
"Love?! AH! Love is-AH! Not-AH! Hurting-AH! Me! AH! ACK! AH!"
"Just a few more and then I'll let you go."
"AH! I get-AH! it! AH! You had-AH! A sad-AH! Sparkling-AH! Hood! AH! AH! Now you-AH! Take your-AH! Frustrations-AH! Out on-AH! Me. AH! ACK! Primus-AH! I never-AH! Thought I-AH! Would want-OW! The paddle-AH! Instead! AH! AH!"
Thundercracker gave him a few harder swats before subspacing the switch and releasing his trineleader. "Go refuel." Thundercracker ordered.
Starscream rubbed at his aft as he stood up. "You are so lucky I'm not a traditional trineleader." He grumbled.
"Refuel."
"I'm going, I'm going." Starscream grunted as he made his way to the energon dispenser.
Thundercracker watched his trineleader as he filled a cube and slowly drank its contents. Once he was finished did Thundercracker speak.
"How do you feel?"
"Besides my aft being sore…" He shrugged. "Alright." He said softly.
"How are you holding out, with your depression and all? Is it getting better?"
Starscream gave a dry chuckle. "'Better?' No, it certainly is not getting better. With all this new slag going on with Dawn I just…" He vented a tired sigh as he rubbed a servo over his faceplates. "I don't know, TC. I just…" He looked up at nothing in particular and swallowed. "Why did she do it?" He said in almost a whisper.
"I don't know why, Star. I wish I knew everything going on in that tiny processor of hers."
"I feel like such a failure. I tried so hard to keep her safe and happy and then she goes and…" He inhaled deeply, unable to finish what he was about to say. "I need to go. I'll see you later, TC."
"See ya, sweetspark." Thundercracker said gently as he watched his trineleader leave.
An Orn Later:
Dawnstar spun herself around a pole in the club as cheering mechs watched. She had learned very quickly how to dance, having had stellar cycles of combat training in martial arts making her already fast and well balanced on her peds. She was already a favorite of the mechs, being the only flyer of all the femmes, and the only Seeker. She had been trained on everything to do in the berthroom and how to please a mech in every and all forms, but had yet to do so.
Until tonight.
Dawnstar provocatively moved her thin frame around the pole, her strong limbs allowing her to do things the other femmes couldn't do. Her wings giving her extra balance, and thruster heels making her be able to spin herself around at speed. She swung herself around the pole by one servo before twisting herself around it, lowering herself down, then climbing back up, all the while showing how fluent and flexible her body was.
Every mech watched with lustful optics. Shanix was being thrown before her on the stage, and wolf whistles sounded from all around.
Finally, she lowered herself down, her servos running over her sides in a very obvious manner of what she was suggesting until they reached her codpiece. She lowered herself, leaning back and spreading her knees apart so her codpiece was clearly visible. Then, she folded it away giving all the mechs a look at her valve.
A thunderous uproar roared throughout the bar as mechs cheered their approval. More Shanix were thrown before her, some mechs reaching forward to touch her. She quickly covered herself back up and began to collect her earnings, safely subspacing it.
The black and red Seeker hopped off the stage and made her way to the back as mechs groped her aft, wolf whistled, and made cat-calls. She was almost to the back door when an arm stretched out before her and stopped her. She looked up at the large grounder who had the most predatory of smiles. He held out a box filled with Shanix to her.
"All yours if you offer your services." He said lustfully.
She eyed the Shanix. There was certainly enough there to get her a lot of circuit boosters. She just had to pleasure him, take the payment, and get home before her sire went - as the humans called it - "batshit crazy."
"Follow me." She replied as she gestured for him to do so.
They walked up the stairs and to an open room. Dawnstar shut the door behind and turned to him.
"What would you like?" She smiled seductively as she approached the berth.
He just kept eyeing her curvaceous form. "Hmm, a little bit of it all." He said as he licked his lip plates.
"I can do just that." She replied.
The mech was on her in an instant, roughly handling her as he forcefully kissed her on the lip plates. She kissed back, her glossa playing with his as she caressed his frame, pleasuring him with electrical shocks. Her codpiece slid aside and he almost immediately entered her. She gasped from the size, but managed to only softly moan as he thrust, just as she had been told to do. His servos cupped her aft, firmly holding her against his bulk.
Dawnstar gave a loud, pleasured moan when her overload came, and puffed when he pulled out, turned her around, and reentered her. She kept moaning so beautifully for him, ensuring she would be servicing him in the future again.
He overloaded her four times before forcing her onto her knees. Her optics widened at the large spike before her faceplates. She had been told that she might have to do this, and was hoping it wouldn't happen, but here she was, expected to put that into her mouth. She swallowed, glanced up at his waiting face, then looked back at it. Slowly, she took it and placed it inside. She wasn't sure of exactly what to do, but did her best at sucking and running her glossa over its length. She must have been doing something right for her mouth was suddenly filled with his fluids when his overload came.
Everything in her processor told her to spit it out, but she had been told she would get extra if she swallowed, and she really wanted those circuit boosters. She swallowed, forcing a smile on her faceplates for him. He smiled back, grabbed her and lifted her up to penetrate her again.
Dawnstar, cleaned up from her servicing, walked to the back of an abandoned building holding her earnings. She stopped when she saw the mech.
"Here for more?" The green mech inquired.
"Yeah, how much will this get me?" She said as she placed the box before him on a partly melted table.
He stopped and counted through the Shanix before summoning his own box from subspace.
"Pleasure doing business with you." He smiled as she took the box of circuit boosters from him.
She nodded as she subspaced her illegal goods and walked away.
Dawnstar returned to the house in the dark, having to use her night vision to put in her code and enter. The house was dark and quiet. She made the door slowly hiss shut so to cause as little noise as possible, then turned and started to sneak silently towards the stairs.
The light in the entertainment room suddenly flashed on causing her to startle back. Her optics quickly readjusted to see him sitting on a chair before her.
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Starscream snapped, his arms crossed and a ped resting on a knee.
"Late." She shrugged.
"Far too late." He said in the same harsh tone.
"Okay, whatever. I was gone a little later than usual. So what?"
"You are to be back at the house before the sun sets, not after."
"Hmm," She shrugged as she started to walk away.
Starscream leaped to his peds and stood before her. "What were you doing? You didn't leave the base, did you? Dawn, answer me."
"I didn't leave the base! Ugh! Stop pestering me about that!" She shouted, thoroughly exasperated with him.
"Then why were you gone for so long!?"
"Because I didn't feel like coming home so soon! Primus, stop dictating everything in my life!"
"I am your sire! I am not dictating! I am protecting you!"
"Well, maybe I don't want your protection! That seemed to have done mom a lot of good."
"Keep her out of this. This has nothing to do with that."
"It has everything to do with that!"
"Dawn, I am trying to make sure you are not deactivated by some-"
"You let mom get deactivated!" She shrieked. "This is all about ruining my life to make you feel better!"
"IT IS NOT! I AM TRYING TO TAKE CARE OF YOU!" He bellowed, his fists shaking at his sides.
"WELL, MAYBE I DON'T WANT YOU TO TAKE CARE OF ME!"
"YOU ARE NOT READY TO LIVE ON YOUR OWN! YOU NEED ME!"
"I DO NOT NEED YOU! I DON'T WANT TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU!" She screamed.
"I AM TRYING TO PROTECT YOU AND KEEP YOU ALIVE!"
"NO YOU ARE NOT! YOU ARE JUST TRYING TO MAKE MY LIFE MISERABLE!"
"YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF 'MISERABLE!'"
"YOU DON'T LET ME DO WHAT I WANT!"
"BECAUSE WHAT YOU WANT TO DO WILL GET YOU DEACTIVATED! YOU ARE NOT TO LEAVE THE BASE OR INTERACT WITH EMPTIES! EVER!"
He didn't see nor expect the hard, furious punch to his faceplates. He took a step back, his optics wide as he touched his wounded area. His optics glanced down long enough to see that his fingertips were covered in energon from the leaking cut on his lower lip plate. His optics only widened as he looked back at her.
"I. Hate. You." She said slowly with gritted denta. "I HATE YOU!" She screamed, her servos and wings shaking with her fury.
Starscream swallowed, hearing those words from her for the first time. She stomped by him and made her way to her room. He just listened to her climb the stairs, march to her room, and slam the door shut.
His servos were trembling as he swallowed. His precious, little femmling had just punched him on the faceplates while screaming her hatred for him. Everything he had tried so hard to keep from happening. His promise to Moonstar that he would take care of their daughter was broken. How could he protect someone who didn't want anything to do with him?
He had lost his carrier, his best friend, his unborn son, his perfect Moonstar, and now… he had lost his daughter. His last piece, last memory, of his beloved Conjunx Endura and all the happiness of that short, wonderful time with her.
He couldn't hold it in any longer. He collapsed to his knees, covering his faceplates with his servos as he cried, coolant pouring out of his optics. He didn't hear the clacking of thruster heels approaching, didn't notice his trinemates beside him until he felt them touching his shoulders.
"Just let it out, Star. We're here for you. We love you still." Skywarp's brittle vocalizer said as he hugged his trineleader. "We'll never leave you. I love you. TC loves you. Shhh, shhh, it's okay, sweetie."
Thundercracker just hugged Starscream as well, his optics glaring dangerously towards Dawnstar's room. He just listened to the sparkbroken cries of his beloved trineleader and the fritzing vocalizer of Skywarp as he tried to not breakdown while trying to calm down the Air Commander.
Things were going to change. Things were going to change drastically.
DRAMA! YAY! More drama in next chapter! Closer to Dawnstar and Autobots! Closer to Thundercracker getting his way with Dawnstar! Closer to things, well, getting worse!
Woo!
Next chapter will be quite intense and LOTS of people dying! YAY! Starscream taking out the trash! :D
You guys should do fanart of this. I won't have time to do any for a while with college getting in the way. I'm curious of what you guys would draw. :)