Chapter 12
Dawnstar aimed her pistol and shot the moving targets, easily hitting the bull's-eye every time. Slipstream stood by, watching her as she trained. Dawnstar was good with a gun, just lacked at close quarters combat. The turquoise and purple Seeker looked back when the clacking of a larger Seeker mech's thruster heels sounded.
"She's doing well." Slipstream informed as Starscream stopped beside her.
"Of course she is. She's my daughter." He watched the black and red Seeker for a moment before speaking again. "Leave us."
"Yes, sir." Slipstream gave a quick nod of her helm before pivoting on a thruster heel and walking away.
Starscream waited until she was out of audio range to approach his daughter. He stopped beside her and watched her effortlessly destroy the targets presented to her.
"Hey, princess." He greeted softly.
"Hey," She replied, not looking back at him as she concentrated on her task.
"So, I was thinking-"
"Uh oh,"
"Maybe I should return to being your instructor for training. I know you like Slipstream, but I think we should spend more time together. You know, patch things up between us."
"I thought you were busy."
"I am, but I can make room for you. I apologize for pushing you away like that. I thought that maybe working with another femme might, I don't know, make things easier for you with the loss of… you know."
Dawnstar subspaced her pistol and turned to him. "It doesn't, really." She said quietly.
He nodded his helm slowly. "Moonstar would want us to be happy. I have a hard time believing that I could ever be happy again without her, but we have to try for her." He vented a tired sigh. "How about after we do some training we hang out. Do something you like to do as long as it's not stupidly dangerous."
Dawnstar smirked. "But stupid, dangerous things are the most fun!"
"Hmm, well, you can do that with your Uncle 'Warp."
Dawnstar was silent for a klik before speaking. "I would like to hear more stories. And explore more of Cybertron."
He smiled faintly at her. "We can do that, princess. I just want us to be friends again."
"I do too. But, I just don't know what to think. I feel like you have betrayed me, like… I don't know." She shrugged.
"Like what, sweetspark? You can tell me. I won't get mad."
"Like," She shrugged again. "I was really pissed at you when I learned what you did to mom, but after you got in front of Megatron's cannon I just… I was so scared and just wanted you to be there and save me." She swallowed. "And you were. I want to love you again. I want to be best friends again. I just…"
"I need to earn your trust again. I understand." He finished softly. "I know we have a long ways to go until we achieve that goal, so, let's just take sparkling steps. Sounds good?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Seal the deal with a hug?"
Dawnstar looked at him for a moment before nodding. He spread his arms out and embraced her, she slowly returning the gesture. He kissed the top of her helm and just held her close.
"I love you, Dawn. No matter what happens I am here for you. You know that, right?'
She didn't answer right away. "Yeah, dad. I know."
"Good. Let's just put all the altercations and anger behind us and work on achieving being friends again."
"Okay, daddy." She replied quietly.
He kissed her helm again. They could get through this. Everything will be better between them. He could do this.
Starscream put in Megatron's code and entered the tyrant's residence. He made his way to the berthroom and straight to the berth. Megatron looked up from his desk and watched the Seeker climb onto the berth and lie down on his side. Starscream propped himself on an elbow, his one arm slung over his waist, and legs crossed as he took a very sexy pose.
"How did you learn my code?" Megatron grunted.
"It's not that hard to figure out." The Seeker replied simply.
Megatron just glared at him for a moment before resuming his work. Starscream's optics narrowed.
"I'm on your berth." The Air Commander pointed out.
"You are." Megatron replied without looking up.
"I would prefer to get this over with. I have other matters to attend to."
"I choose when we will start, Starscream."
Starscream's wings twitched, but he remained silent. He patiently waited for nearly a breem before Megatron set aside his work and approached. Starscream forced a sexy smirk, ready to play this game until he could leave.
Megatron roughly shoved him over onto his back and climbed on top of him. Starscream offered no resistance, allowing his superior to place his legs over his hips and grasp the Seeker's waist. Starscream's frame knew what was happening and his valve quickly prepared itself for penetration. Starscream placed his servos above his helm in complete submission, allowing the tyrant to do as he pleased to his Seeker. He suggestively stroked his shoulder vents as he watched Megatron.
"What ever shall you do to me, my lord?" The Seeker inquired erotically.
"You seem in a good mood, Starscream." Megatron commented as he leaned over the executive officer.
"Hmm, I am yours, Mighty Megatron." He said in that same sexy voice.
Megatron's codpiece slid aside and Starscream's followed suite. The Seeker gasped as he was penetrated, and the painful thrusting began. He reached up and grabbed Megatron's chin, pulling him down for a kiss. As they kissed, Starscream's servos lowered to pleasure his commander with electrical shocks over his frame and within transformation seams. Megatron's servos just gripped the red waist, keeping his Seeker in place as he thrust.
Starscream's glossa darted in and out of Megatron's mouth, playing with his superior's glossa every now and then. He moaned so perfectly into the ex-gladiator's mouth, doing his best to hide his suffering.
Suddenly, Starscream bit down on Megatron's lower lip plate, hard. Megatron instinctively jerked away as he grabbed the Seeker's throat and forced him down. Starscream smirked as he watched Megatron wipe away the leaking energon from his lip plate.
"Oh, so naughty." Starscream feigned being shocked by his actions. "Too bad you deserved it."
Megatron glared at Starscream for a long moment before smirking. "I can play this game too, Starscream."
"I play better. I also look better and am fabulous. And if you let me top I promise you won't regret it."
"That won't be happening."
"Boring. So, slagging boring. No wonder you had to threaten in order to ever get laid."
Megatron's optics narrowed. He removed his servo from Starscream's neck and grabbed the Seeker' chin, forcing it up. At the same time, he lowered his helm and forcefully bit Starscream's neck cables eliciting a pained gasp.
Starscream withed beneath his commander, everything telling him to flee, but he was securely held down. He refused to submit, though, and kept struggling and gasping as he was bitten. When Megatron finally pulled away Starscream snapped at him, his denta making a loud clicking sound.
Megatron chuckled. "So violent."
"Just keeping it 'interesting.'" Starscream replied.
"By 'attacking' me."
"Come a little closer and I'll show you 'attacking.'" Starscream purred.
Megatron raised an optical ridge, debating the matter. Starscream reached up and grabbed at the silver chest plates until he managed to slide them away. His digits reach in and began to caress around the spark casing with little electrical shocks. Megatron's optics offlined, enjoying this sensation. He resumed his thrusting as the Seeker pleasured him so. Soon, Starscream's chest piece folded away and the two spark bonded as they powerfully overloaded.
"Was that so bad, my lord?" Starscream smirked as he panted.
"I suppose not. Perhaps we should test it out some more." Megatron lustfully smiled.
"I am ever your willing and humble servant, my leader."
Megatron bit back down on Starscream's neck cables as he resumed his fierce humping. Starscream gasped painfully, forcing himself to remain calm despite his systems wanting nothing more than to escape.
He could do this. He had to do this.
The Next Orbital Cycle:
Starscream walked briskly through the hallways, his wings raised and a slight bounce to his step. He had plans this orbital cycle, plans with his trinemates. He had been waiting for this orbital cycle for so long and now it was finally here. He was sad that Moonstar wouldn't be here with him for it, but he knew she was watching from the Well and would want him to be happy. After all, this was one of the top three greatest events of his entire life.
He palmed open the door to the Conference Room and entered. "Lord Megatron, I have the reports here as requested."
Megatron looked up from where he sat at the table. "It's about time you showed up, Starscream. Now, let's begin."
"Actually, Mighty Megatron, I was hoping to take a break for this orbital cycle." Starscream said slowly. "I pleasured you extra yesterday to make up for it and promise to do so again tomorrow."
Megatron raised an optic ridge. "And why do you want to skip this orbital cycle?" He inquired slowly.
"Because, Megatron, this orbital cycle is the anniversary when I trined with Thundercracker and Skywarp. I was hoping to spend the entire orbital cycle with them and celebrate."
"I thought you did not care for your trinemates." Megatron grunted.
Starscream's digits tightened slightly around the datapad that he held. "I do not, Lord Megatron, but they are still my trinemates and I feel it is only necessary that we do some bonding together. Trining is a big deal for Seekers, and we have been trined for so long it is only proper that we celebrate. Especially since we haven't lost each other through the war. Not all trines have been so fortunate."
"I see," Megatron said slowly. "I still don't see why we cannot have our session and you spend the rest of the orbital cycle with your idiot trinemates."
"I am very exhausted after our sessions, Lord Megatron. I would like to preserve my strength for when I am with them. Please, I promise I will pleasure you extra tomorrow."
"If your refuel properly you will not have such an issue. Now, come here." He said as he gestured him over.
Starscream's wings lowered. "Please, Megatron. We can have more than one session tomorrow to make up for it. Please, let me have this orbital cycle with just my trinemates. I owe them that much."
"The deal was that I could frag you every orbital cycle. You made no specifications so therefore there is no skipping. Come here."
"Megatron, I will-"
"I gave you an order, Starscream." He snapped dangerously.
Starscream's wings lowered as low as they could go. He approached the tyrant and set the datapad down on the table. Megatron stood, grabbed the Seeker's shoulders, and spun him around. Starscream's optics offlined as he was forcefully taken.
"TC!" Skywarp excitedly exclaimed as he glomped his blue trinemate.
"Ack!" Thundercracker brilliantly articulated as he fell on his aft with his enthusiastic brother clinging to him.
"Guess what happened this orbital cycle a slag long time ago!? We trined!" Skywarp smiled broadly as he snuggled Thundercracker.
"Yeah, I remember, 'Warp." Thundercracker grinned as he hugged Skywarp back.
"Where's Screamer?"
"He said he had reports to give to Megatron, but he'll be back."
"When was that?"
"A while ago."
"We should go find him!"
"Alright, let me just-"
Skywarp didn't wait. He instantly teleported them to the Control Room before leaping up. Thundercracker grunted as he slowly got to his peds. He was not a fan of teleporting right after he had refueled.
"Hey, Sounders!" Skywarp eagerly greeted the Communications Officer. "Have you seen Screamer anywhere?"
"Negative." Soundwave intoned as he continued working at his console.
"He might be at Megatron's office or the Conference Room. That's where they usually do their report stuff." Thundercracker suggested.
"Conference Room first, then!" Skywarp proclaimed before grabbing his trinemate and teleporting them away.
They rematerialized just outside the door. Skywarp skipped to it and palmed it open. The two stopped. They could see the back of Megatron, and what seemed to be him… fragging someone. They exchanged confused glances, and that's when they heard it. Thundercracker's wings twitched at the oddly familiar sound. Skywarp shrugged.
As silent as ninjas, the two sneaked towards the two bots, careful to not be seen. They stopped and stared with wide optics when they saw who was being fragged.
Starscream was moaning as if he was greatly pleasured by the fierce thrusting, his frame being jerked from it. His one servo rested over Megatron's arms as they wrapped around the red waist, the other reaching up to grab the tyrant's mandible. He twisted himself best he could, lowered his wings, and interlocked lip plates as he kissed over his wing. His glossa darting in and out, very obviously seen by the two horrified Seekers. Megatron's helm was turned just so he couldn't see them, but Starscream suddenly did.
The tri colored Seeker's optics widened, his frame tensing for a moment before he forced himself to continue the act. Megatron couldn't know that his trinemates were there.
The two Seeker's optics lowered as if to make sure what they were seeing was real, seeing their trineleader actually connected to the grounder.
Starscream broke the kiss and just leaned back against the broad chest, gasping as he was thrust into. He lolled his helm to the side to watch his trinemates, distress evident in his optics.
He then mouthed "this isn't what it looks like."
Thundercracker's optics narrowed, his servos balling into fists at his sides as his wings raised threateningly. He then mouthed back "you have a slagheap of explaining to do."
Starscream swallowed as he straightened his helm to look ahead, but still watched his trinemates from the corner of his optics. He opened his mouth and gasped his pained cries, panting for cooler air as his system overheated. Coolant tears began to leak from his optics as he offlined them, ashamed of being caught and the horrible pain of Megatron humping him.
Thundercracker turned and silently stalked out, Skywarp following as he wrung his servos. They heard Starscream cry out as he overloaded just as they walked out of the room and the door shut behind them.
Starscream walked home slowly, his wings lowered and servos wringing. He knew that he was in a slagheap of trouble with his trinemates and would be subjected to their scrutiny. He was not looking forward to explaining anything to them, especially when they should be happy and celebrating one of the best events of their lives together.
Could he never be happy?
He put in his code and sighed before entering the house. Almost immediately he was grabbed by the arm and quickly led to the couch where Thundercracker shoved him to sit. Starscream elicited a yelp when his aft made forceful contact with the couch, still being sore from just being fragged. He looked up at the two pair of blood red optics looking down at him. One pair worried, confused, and scared while the other was more than pissed off.
"What the frag was that!?" Thundercracker roared in Starscream's faceplates.
Starscream's wings raised, his optics narrowing. "Do not speak to me so." He growled, glaring at his blue trinemate from the corner of his optic as his helm was slightly turned away.
Thundercracker grabbed his chin and forced him to make straight optic contact. "Why were you fragging him?! How long has this been going on!? Answer me!"
Starscream jerked his helm free from his trinemate's hold. "I don't have to answer anything to you." He snapped.
"We are trinemates! Brothers! You do have to answer me!" Thundercracker was shaking with unadulterated, raw, powerful, unholy, uncontrollable fury. His optics glowing brighter, wings hiked as high as they could go, and systems overheating. "WHY WERE YOU FRAGGING HIM?!"
Starscream leaned back on the couch and defiantly glared at his trinemate. "It's rude to shout, Thundercracker." He replied casually.
"I am about to murder you, Starscream! YOU LIED TO US! You haven't been interfacing with us because you are having an affair with Megatron!"
"IT IS NOT AN AFFAIR!" Starscream bellowed back.
"THEN WHAT WAS IT?!"
Starscream looked away, seething in his unholy wrath. Thundercracker's servos clenched so tightly that his digits were denting his palms. Skywarp was trembling, his wings lowered, servos wringing, and optics white with static.
"Starscream," Thundercracker growled with gritted denta. "How long have you been interfacing him?"
"That doesn't concern you." Starscream said in a low, angry voice.
"Yes, oh yes, it does."
Starscream's wings twitched. Thundercracker was doing his best not to strangle his trineleader.
"Starscream." He growled. "Answer me. How. Long. Have. You. Been. Interfacing. Megatron."
Starscream bit his lower lip plate, debating on what to say. They were his trinemates, but he still did not want to let them know that he had basically sold his frame to the tyrant.
"Star, please, tell us." Skywarp's soft, terrified, and sad vocalizer sounded.
Starscream offlined his optics. He couldn't deny that vocalizer. "I don't want to be interfacing with him." He said almost in a whisper.
"Then why are you?" Thundercracker demanded.
"I had too." He said in the same tone.
"Why?"
"He was going to kill her."
Thundercracker eyed his trineleader for a moment before speaking. "You have been interfacing with him to save Dawnstar?" He asked slowly.
Starscream nodded. "I didn't know what else to do."
"So, you have been interfacing with him and you never told us? You have been rejecting us and keeping us in the dark to have an affair with him!?"
"It's not an affair!"
"Then, tell me Starscream; is this rape or prostitution?" Thundercracker demanded as he crossed his arms.
Starscream just glared at him. Thundercracker leaned in closer to his trineleader so that his visage was almost in Starscream's.
"Answer me."
Starscream kept his gaze for a bit before looking at the floor, his wings drooping. "I didn't know what else to do. He was going to deactivate her. He wanted to torture her until she died. I had to do something. The only option I had was… me. I was hoping it would only be one time, but he said he would only let her live if I allowed him to take me every orbital cycle. I hate it. It hurts… a lot. I tried to get him to leave me alone so I could celebrate with you guys, but he didn't let me. He forces me to pleasure him. I have no say in anything. I just am his frag toy."
Thundercracker swallowed. "There was no other way? Why did you think this would work? What prompted it?"
Starscream bit his lower lip plate. "It worked in the past." He said in almost a whisper.
"What?"
"I never interfaced with him until he threatened Dawn!" Starscream said quickly. "But, in the past, when I needed him to let me do something, like letting me keep Dawn, or letting Moonstar become a Decepticon, or letting me join with her, or really anything, I would…" He swallowed. "I would sit on his lap, I would pleasure him, I kissed him. I hated it. But, it always worked on him and so I just kept doing it. That is until he wanted to kill Dawn. My touches and kisses didn't effect him. I had nothing else to offer him but myself. He agreed." He looked up at his trinemates. "She's safe now."
"Can't you change the deal now? Isn't there something else you can offer him?"
Starscream shook his helm as he looked back at the floor. "I wish, but, what's been done has been done."
"This is ridiculous! You shouldn't have to be suffering because that brat made a mistake!"
Starscream looked up at him, his wings raising and optics narrowed. "She isn't the only one who makes mistakes, Thundercracker. When was the last time you were beaten for fragging up? That's right. Never. I am the one who takes it all!" He suddenly bellowed the last part.
"I never asked you to do that. I could handle a punishment from-"
Starscream leaped to his peds. "NO YOU CANNOT! You and 'Warp could never handle the torture Megatron would inflict on you! I can! I have gladly taken every single one of your punishments! When you hesitate in battle! When you refuse to kill! When you disobey orders because you don't want to see 'innocents' murdered! I took every single one of those beatings! The floggings! The brig time! Me! And you!" He jabbed a digit at Skywarp who flinched. "I have taken all of your punishments for all of your stupid pranks that went amiss! For screwing up all the time! I was the one who suffered! Me! All because you two could never handle what Megatron would do to you! I gladly stood in your stead and went through hell so you two will be safe! I lied about my relationship with you two so he would never know that I loved you and therefore would never hurt you to get to me! You know how much it pained me to treat you two like slag for all those vorns just because I love you!? Everything I have done has been for your benefit! For Moonstar! For Dawnstar! For my Seekers!"
Thundercracker lowered his wings slightly, his expression softening a bit. Skywarp was leaking coolant tears from this sudden revelation.
"You-you took all my punishments?" Skywarp asked almost in a whisper.
"Yes, and I never told you about why I treated you like slag. Thunder knew, but I made him remain quiet about it."
"Why?"
"I didn't want you to stress about something that was my burden to bear." Starscream said gently.
"But, Screamer, we're a trine. We're not supposed to keep secrets." Skywarp said softly.
"'Warp is right, Star." Thundercracker grunted. "What else have you been keeping from us?"
Starscream's optics narrowed again. "I am done. I've had it with this interrogation. I'm exhausted, I am sore, and I am filthy! And… I'm done."
He turned and stomped off. His trinemates watched him scale the stairs and disappear from their view. Thundercracker turned slowly to Skywarp.
"What are we gonna do, TC?" Skywarp asked so softly.
Thundercracker rubbed his temples as he vented a tired sigh. "I don't know, 'Warp. We just-" He stopped when there was a loud thud from upstairs.
The two wasted no time and rushed upstairs. They quickly opened the door to Starscream's room and ran to the washroom where Starscream lied on the floor in stasis lock.
"He's low on fuel again!" Thundercracker said as he started to pick up his trineleader. "We need to get him to Hook."
Skywarp touched Thundercracker's shoulder and the Elite Trine instantly vanished only to rematerialize in the medbay.
"Hook!" Thundercracker called as he quickly placed Starscream on a medberth. "Hook, Starscream is in stasis lock!"
Hook quickly came from a backroom, Long Haul, Bonecrusher, and Scrapper poking their helms out to see what was going on. The medic was beside his patient and immediately started to connect wires to him. He grabbed a device with a syringe on one end and a jug of energon on the back and injected the tri colored Seeker in a fuel line on his arm. The energon poured into the Air Commander, giving him an emergency boost before Hook could get a energon drip inserted.
The other two Seekers took a step back and watched the Constructicon work. It didn't take long for Hook to have the Decepticon SIC filled with the proper amount of fuel for his systems to work properly. Once he was finished, he turned to the other Seekers.
"Well, I did say to get him to medbay." He commented.
"We've been working on him." Thundercracker grunted.
"Seems to be going marvelously." He replied sarcastically.
The Constructicon then went to a table and prepared another one of the devices for quickly delivering energon. He approached Starscream and gestured for the other two Seekers to do the same. Once they were beside him he spoke.
"I am going to show you two how to deliver emergency energon to him. This is becoming too frequent for you not to know." He said as he held the device up for them to see. "So, when he goes into stasis lock you are going to remove these plates on his arm." He instructed as he gestured to them. "The syringe will be inserted into the primary fuel line of the arm, which is this one. You can tell it from the others by its thickness. Just slide it in, like this," He said as he did just that. "Then, press and hold this button and the contents will release slowly into him. Once empty, pull it straight out, place your thumb over the hole for a few astroseconds until self repair heals it, and then remove." He removed his servo and showed how it had stopped leaking. "That will help keep him functioning until you can get him to me or any medic. It will take about five of these for him to be back to normal, but one is enough to power all of his systems."
He then walked over to the table again and grabbed two new syringe devices and handed them each to a Seeker. "You must make sure to clean the syringe after each use in order to keep foreign matter from entering his fuel systems."
Thundercracker nodded his helm as he and 'Warp accepted the proffered devices. "Thanks, Hook." He said softly.
"Hmm, just keep him out of my medbay. I'm getting tired of dealing with his stubbornness."
"You and me both." Thundercracker grunted.
"His missile struck me in the left wing and I started to fall then. I managed to transform just before being slammed into by another jet at speed. That sent both of us spiraling downwards. I don't know what happened to him, but I was leaking energon, I was on fire, smoke was all I could see as I fell. Not one of my best moments." Starscream said as he lied on his back on Dawnstar's berth with her cuddled against him, listening to his story. "I hit the side of a mountain and just kept rolling down, everything being torn up by the rocks. My wings were nonexistent by the time I reached the bottom. I was coughing up energon, it was leaking out of everywhere, everything hurt. I don't know how long I lied there before I finally managed to get back up. Everything was busted. I had to crawl because my legs were so torn up. It took a while, but I managed to return to the battlefield where Dreadwind and Darkwing found me and dragged me to Flatline. Flatline was able to put me back together and in a few orbital cycles I went back to fighting." He turned his helm to faintly smile at his daughter. "As always, I refuse to let yet another near deactivation experience faze me."
"You seem to always be getting hurt." Dawnstar commented.
"What can I say? I'm a glutton for punishment. I am the first one in leading my Seekers, I am a primary target, and unlike Megatron, I never hold back when it comes to fighting in the front lines." He paused. "I enjoy the thrill of battle. Makes me feel… alive. It's also nice to just get frustrations out by killing someone." He patted her thigh. "I hope you never feel satisfied about killing. Never feel the need to. There are enough killers in this world." He vented a sigh. "I wish this war would end. I have for the longest time, but Megatron refuses to listen. I've tried suggesting to him to make peace with the Autobots, but… Well, he gets angry."
"Daddy?"
"Yes, princess?"
"Do you remember your first kill?" She asked softly.
He hesitated before answering. "I do. You can never forget your first kill." He said quietly.
"Who-who was it?"
"I didn't know his designation. He had committed a crime and was sentenced to execution. Being Seekers, we were expected to be mindless killers, so it was our job to carry out the deed. He and several other convicted criminals were tied to posts before us. Each Seeker having their own to deactivate. I was handed a pistol and ordered to fire." He swallowed. "I did. I didn't hesitate, didn't ask questions. I ignored his begging, his cries that he was innocent. I was just doing my job."
"Didn't it bother you?"
"It did. But, then I started to kill others as a soldier. It was different when you were defending yourself. Everything changed though when I helped Megatron to overthrow the senate. When I killed all those senators with Soundwave… I just felt rage. I didn't feel like I was murdering. I felt like I was getting revenge. I felt joy in what I was doing." He was silent for a moment. "But when you came… Every life I took thereafter I felt like I was protecting you and your carrier. It wasn't for revenge, or fun, or for letting off steam. I felt like I had to do it to keep you two safe. That if I didn't you would be hurt, or deactivated." He studied her for a moment before continuing. "Am I scaring you?"
She swallowed. "It's just… It's hard imagining my daddy doing such things."
"I know. I've kept a lot hidden from you. I was just trying to protect you."
"Daddy?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"What do you plan on doing when the war is over?"
He vented a small sigh. "Well, before you came along, I had hoped to be a supreme dictator of the entire universe with your uncles and have Megatron's helm mounted on the wall. After you showed up I thought that maybe I could just get away somewhere with Moonstar, my trinemates, and you and just take a break from everything to raise a family." He smiled faintly. "Moonstar wanted to have eight sparklings. I said I was willing to go for four, but would have to see from there if I could handle anymore. I wanted to try and be a professor or something. Just do something relaxing as I raised my family and then maybe get back into politics. But," He exhaled. "When Moonstar was taken away from us I… I'm not sure what I want to do now. I don't want to settle down anymore. But I also don't want to remain in the political arena. I feel as if I should just stay a soldier, but I am so tired of all this endless fighting." He shrugged before smiling. "Maybe I'll just move into your basement and continue to harass you until I can figure things out."
Dawnstar smirked. "No, you need to get your own place. I'm not going to be housing my sire."
"Hey, when I get to the point that I'm so old that replacing parts isn't helping, you will be the one to deal with me. I don't trust anyone else. And TC is slightly older than me so you will have to be dealing with us both. I don't think 'Warp will ever rust on us. He's too hyper."
"Dad, didn't you promise me that you would build me a castle?" She giggled.
"Ha! Primus, you remember everything, don't you." He chuckled. "I'll build you a castle in Vos, and it will be the largest structure on Cybertron. I'll even paint it pink."
"Nooooo! No pink!" She smiled.
"It was your favorite color."
"Not anymore."
"Do you still want magical pets?"
"Stop it, daddy." She said with a playful shove to his chest piece. "You're being mean again."
"Mean? Since when have I ever been 'mean' to you."
"Since you started to tease me."
"It's not my fault you set yourself up."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"No."
"Yes." He said before kissing her on the brow.
"No." She giggled.
"Yes."
"No, times infinity!"
He snickered. "You are so much like your carrier." He said softly.
She smiled. "I bet she would have all this drama behind us in no time."
"She probably would lock us in a room for a stellar cycle until we had settled everything." He mumbled.
Dawnstar looked down, suddenly realizing that her servo was holding her sire's. She just studied it for a long, silent moment before looking back into those blood red optics.
"Daddy," She said in almost a whisper.
"Yes, princess?"
"I don't hate you."
His spark skipped a pulse. "I'm glad, sweetie." He said softly as he smiled.
"But, I don't love you." She said in the same quiet voice. "I just… I need more time to process through all of this." She paused. "I want to love you again, daddy. I really do. I just…" She swallowed. "I'm scared."
He vented a soft sigh. "I know there's a lot going on with all of this new information being thrown at you. I hope you can learn to love me again soon." He kissed her brow. "I'll be here for you, no matter how long it may take or what happens."
She smiled. "I know, daddy."
He smirked. "Can we hug now?"
She nodded her helm before embracing him in a hug.
"I love you, Dawn. I love you more than you could ever possibly fathom." He said softly as he held his daughter close. "And I will do anything to protect you and keep you safe."
Dawnstar swallowed before speaking in almost a whisper. "I know, daddy."
Starscream put in the code and entered Megatron's residence. He went straight to the berthroom and walked in.
"Let's get this over with, Megs." Starscream grunted as he approached the desk. "It's late and I would like to return to my berth shortly for a well deserved recharge."
"'Well deserved?' And what have you been doing that makes anything 'well deserved?'" Megatron grunted as he looked up at his Second.
"Being fabulous, of course." Starscream said with a feminine wave of a servo.
"I don't understand why you insist on being 'fabulous.'" Megatron grumbled as he returned his optics to his work.
"Because it's something you will never be."
Megatron just rolled his optics. Starscream placed a servo on the desk and leaned against it. He silently watched Megatron finish up his work, his wings flicking and that sexy smirk spreading over his handsome visage when the tyrant rose. Megatron stood in front of the Seeker and placed his servos on the red hips. Starscream took a step back, and Megatron stepped forward. The Air Commander kept stepping backwards until his back was pressed against a wall.
A blue servo raised and a digit touched the tyrant's chin, urging him to come closer to the smirking faceplates. Megatron obliged, his visage in his Second's, an ebony servo pressed against the wall just beside the Seeker's shoulder.
Starscream had his infamous sly, sexy smirk as he neared his lip plates to Megatron's almost snarling ones. They interconnected in a hungry kiss, the air marshall's servos holding the ex-gladiator's mandible, one arm soon wrapping around the silver helm as their kiss deepened.
An ebony servo grasped Starscream's left leg and lifted it up so it rested on the tyrant's hip, keeping it in place. Their codpieces folded away and Starscream moaned into his superior's mouth as he was penetrated. The tri colored jet lifted his arms above his helm as he was thrust into, soon folding them just above and resting over his helm. Megatron's free servo grasped his wrists and kept his arms there, pinning him against the wall as he was pounded into.
Starscream offlined his optics, Megatron soon following suite, as the two mouthed each other in their kiss, their glossas playing with one another. Starscream kept beautifully moaning, sounding as if he truly enjoyed this.
Their chest plates soon folded away to expose their sparks, the raw energy tendrils interlacing before the two Decepticon leaders were brought to their powerful climax. Their lip plates parted to growl with gritted denta through it, servos clasping and optics offline.
They panted in each others visages, so close their olfactory sensors were almost touching as heated exhales caressed their faceplates. Red optics locked on each other, they just panted as their systems cooled.
"I hate you." Starscream said softly between pants, his expression the same.
"And I hate you." Megatron grunted.
"I will be the one to deactivate you, Mighty Megatron." The Air Commander said in almost a whisper, his words venomous and yet honeyed. "I will be the one to stand over you as your spark fades away. I will be the last one you will ever see."
Megatron smirked. "There was a time when I would have believed that, Starscream. You are skilled, powerful, but no longer ruthless." Starscream's optics narrowed. "You were once the living embodiment of the Decepticon ideal, a mere step away from fully embracing it." He paused to study his Second's faceplates, but the Seeker's visage was an enigma. "But then she showed up. You fell in love and joined with that Autobot whore. And your little brat only made everything worse. You have become soft, weak, an embarrassment to the Decepticons. Taking the punishment for your treacherous daughter… Pathetic."
Starscream just glared at him. He had so much he wanted to say, but it would be unwise to do so when the much larger, stronger, and tougher grounder was still inside of him, pinning him against the wall. He just imagined all the many ways he wanted to deactivate the silver tyrant.
Megatron's smile grew. "Is there something you wish to say, Starscream?" He said almost mockingly.
Starscream's wings twitched. "I am yours, Mighty Megatron." He said in almost a whispered growl.
"Yes, you are."
Starscream moved his helm forward and captured the tyrant's lip plates in a kiss, just wanting him to shut up and finish with the torture. Megatron returned the kiss, his thrusting resuming. Megatron removed his servo from Starscream's wrists to place it on the small of the Seeker's back. Starscream's servos grasped the sides of Megatron's helm, deepening the kiss as it became more passionate.
Starscream leaned forward, forcing Megatron to take a step back, then pull out before releasing the Air Commander's leg. Starscream stepped forward, and Megatron took another step back. Starscream smiled to himself as he continued kissing his superior, leading him towards the berth. Megatron finally bumped against the berth, the Seeker urging him onward still. Megatron's servos, gripping the thin, red waist of the flyer, tightened their hold before he turned his Second around and lowered him onto the berth.
Starscream offered no resistance as he was made to lie down, the much larger grounder climbing on top of him. Starscream broke the kiss to gasp as he was entered, the ex-gladiator wasting no time in thrusting into him. Starscream's legs wrapped around the waist of his superior, his servos grasping the tyrant's sides. Starscream felt almost as if he was being crushed from being practically lied on by the silver mech. He turned his helm to better cycle air, exposing his neck cables, to which Megatron began to bite, eliciting pained gasps from the Seeker.
Megatron overloaded him eleven more times before finally sliding out and lying beside the Seeker, both of them panting as their chest plates and codpieces slid back into place. Starscream turned his helm and looked at Megatron, the two silent as they panted, red optics locked on each other. Starscream raised a servo and made an offensive Vosian hand gesture at his superior. Megatron only smirked.
"You enjoyed it. You know you did." Megatron managed between pants.
"It is becoming more tolerable, but I still don't 'enjoy' it." Starscream said between his heated exhales.
"Keep telling yourself that."
"Jerk."
"Careful, Starscream."
"You be careful."
"Starscream."
Starscream remained silent, just concentrating on cooling off. He offlined his optics, just needing a moment to relax before he had to walk all the way back to his home and his berth. His berth where his trinemates were waiting to recharge with him. Ever since learning of what he was going through, they had refused to let him recharge alone, to which he was grateful for even though he denied it. He felt safe in their arms, and onlining with them holding him made him feel loved, important, and not a waste of time or effort. His beloved trinemates cared for him in a way no one else ever would.
His poor trinemates who went through so much dealing with his drama and afthelm-edness.
Megatron looked back when he noticed Starscream's vents had slowed down. A small grin etched itself over his fearsome visage when he realized his Second had fallen into recharge. Slowly, he reached forward and wrapped an arm around the red waist, pulling his Seeker close to him.
"TC, where's Screamer?" Skywarp asked as he walked down the stairs to see his trinemate on a couch in the entertainment room.
"He went off to… uphold the deal." Thundercracker said softly, his optics locked on the door, anxiously waiting the return of his trineleader.
Skywarp's wings lowered as he sat down next to Thundercracker. "He's been gone a long time." He said softly.
"I know."
"Dawn was asking for him a bit ago."
"What did you tell her?"
Skywarp didn't answer immediately. "Business." He said in almost a whisper as he shrugged. "What else could I say?"
Thundercracker was silent for a long moment before speaking. "She can never know about this. She hates him enough. Knowing that he practically sold his own frame to get something… She doesn't need to know."
"They have been getting better. Star has been spending a lot of time with her and they have been talking more."
"I know. I still don't trust her, though. She may turn on him and break the last of his spark." Thundercracker vented a tired sigh. "If only she realized how lucky she is to have him as a sire. No one else would have stepped in front of Megatron's fusion cannon."
Skywarp slowly nodded his helm. "She'll see, TC. It may just take time."
"I suppose so."
"How long has he been gone?"
Thundercracker's optics narrowed some, still not removing from the door. "Too long."
Starscream stirred the next morning, his optics still offline as he lazily onlined. He felt a strong arm wrapped around his waist, and a warm chassis against his front. He grinned faintly to himself, loving how his trinemates held him when they recharged. It obviously was Thundercracker by how firm the hold was, but something was off. The chassis didn't quite feel right, now as he onlined more, and Skywarp wasn't snuggled against his back. Starscream was always in the middle, so there was no way he would be on the other side of Thundercracker, unless he got up early to pull a prank… but he had stopped his pranks when Moonstar had been deactivated…
The Air Commander slowly onlined his optics, the fuzzy, gray image focusing before him. Suddenly, his optics widened and he jerked himself up. He was horrified seeing Megatron's visage before his… and the tyrant's arm wrapped around his waist.
"No, no no no no no nonononononononononono no!" Starscream gasped rapidly as he hastily removed Megatron's arm and scurried off the berth only to fall on his aft.
The Seeker started to get up when a sharp, excruciating pain tore through his left wing. He yelped as he was yanked back onto the berth by his delicate wing, Megatron's digits denting the plating.
"Where are you going, Starscream?" Megatron grinned lustfully as he forced the struggling Seeker to lie back on the berth. "I did not release you."
"Please, Lord Megatron, I have already-"
"It's a new orbital cycle, so you still have to keep to your end of the deal for this orbital cycle." He said as he tried holding back the squirming and kicking flyer.
"Please, please, please, let me go." Starscream said in a weak, small voice as he desperately fought the much larger mech off.
Megatron finally managed to turn the jet onto his front, but Starscream kept kicking and trying to jab his elbow into Megatron's side. Megatron forced his Second on his knees and grabbed the sensitive wings. Starscream's optics became white with static as he felt Megatron positioning himself behind him. His frame instinctively prepared his valve, and his codpiece folded away. He gasped painfully as he was entered, his servos clawing at the berth. Megatron forced him to lower his front so only his aft was in the air, then commenced his brutal thrusting. Coolant leaked from Starscream's optics as he was taken.
Thundercracker's servos were denting his palms from how tightly he was clenching his fists. He stomped through the hallways of the command building, hunting for his unfortunate prey.
When he had onlined that morning on the couch with Skywarp cuddled next to him, he was furious. Starscream had never returned home, and Hook had never called. No, Starscream had obviously spent the night with Megatron. For "not being an affair" it sometimes seemed like something was going on between those two.
Now it was mid orbital cycle, and still no sign of the Decepticon SIC. Well, that won't be for much longer…
Thundercracker turned a corner and his optics narrowed. The quarry was making his way to the hunter, unbeknownst to the danger that lurked just ahead, patiently waiting to strike. The unfortunate spark was looking at the ground, wings lowered, servos clasped, and gait almost sluggish. The blue Seeker remained silent until his prey was almost upon him, then he made his move.
"Where the slag were you?" He demanded harshly, his arms crossed and wings raised.
"Please, I'm not in the mood, Thundercracker." Starscream snapped, his helm and wings raising.
Red optics locked on red. "You recharged with him, didn't you? Didn't even bother to inform me and 'Warp who stayed up waiting for you!"
"You think I wanted to stay with him!? It was a slagging accident! I was exhausted and just… I just fell into recharge!" Starscream shouted, his optics thin slits.
"And then you proceeded to stay with him all morning?"
"I am not going to deal with this." Starscream grunted as he started to walk away. He was pissed off, tired, and just wanted to be left alone.
Thundercracker reached forward and caught him by the wrist. Starscream spun around and forcefully shoved Thundercracker away by the chest piece.
"Slag off!"
"Do not shove me away!" Thundercracker bellowed as he shoved Starscream back, much harder than he meant to, but his rage blinded him.
Starscream fell back and hit the wall. He didn't know what came over him, but pure, unadulterated fury engulfed his being and he lashed out. He shoved his blue trinemate against the opposite wall and pinned him against it. Thundercracker tried to push him off, but Starscream refused to budge.
Then, a punch was delivered to Thundercracker's faceplates, and he returned it. Before long the two trinemates were punching, kicking, and wrestling on the floor, trying to severely damage the other. Energon leaked from olfactory sensors, lip plates, and damaged plates on the face, chest, arms, wings, and abdominal plating.
Drag Strip and Wildrider were conversing as they walked down the hallway, stopping at the sight before them.
"Wow, never seen them fight before." Drag Strip nonchalantly commented as he crossed his arms and watched the scene.
"Soooo, what we do?" Wildrider inquired as he scratched the top of his helm.
"What would any responsible mech do in a situation like this?"
"Um, break it up?"
"No, we call Swindle and have everyone place bets." Drag Strip smirked.
"Oh, they are going that way."
Drag Strip turned his helm and saw that the two Seekers were taking their fight elsewhere. The Stunticons followed, Drag Strip taking only a few astroseconds to comm. the rest of his gestalt and Swindle. The fighting flyers finally seemed to stop traveling when they arrived at a much larger area, which allowed more and more mechs to congregate around them until there was a very large, loudly cheering mass.
"Thundercracker. He's stronger." Brawl placed his bet to his gestaltmate.
"Starscream. He's faster." Astrotrain said.
Swindle was smiling audio receptor to audio receptors as more and more put in their bets.
"Hit him harder, TC! I wanna win some Shanix!" Someone shouted.
The trinemates were too caught up in their battle to notice or hear the rowdy crowd surrounding them. They just had one goal on their processor, and it was not pleasant.
"What's going on?" Contrail demanded as he and several other Seekers pushed their way to the front.
"Oh, slag." Nacelle said when they saw the shocking sight.
"Comm. Skywarp." Contrail ordered.
"Already on it." Hotlink replied.
The discernable sound of air being displaced made itself known as the black and purple Seeker materialized in front of the other Seekers. His optics widened and jaw dropped in horror at what he saw. He only hesitated for a moment before rushing in, ignoring the other Seeker's warnings.
"Star, TC, STOP!" He screamed as he tried pulling them apart, but they kept fighting. "Please, stop it! Stop fighting! Star! TC! PLEASE! STOP! STOP IT! ST-AH!"
He jumped back, a servo covering his faceplates where a stray punch from Starscream had landed. The fight instantly ceased, the two battling Seekers turning wide optics to their innocent brother.
"Primus, 'Warp!" Starscream gasped as he shoved Thundercracker off him and quickly ran to Skywarp's side. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, 'Warp." He said quickly as he took his black trinemate's mandible and inspected the damage. Energon was leaking from Skywarp's torn lip plates, and they were dented, but otherwise fine. "You alright?" Starscream asked softly.
"I'm fine." Skywarp replied in almost a whisper, his vocalizer on the verge of being brittle.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, 'Warp."
"I'm fine." He repeated in the same tone.
Thundercracker spat out energon before wiping the back of a servo over his heavily leaking lip plates. Both he and Starscream were now covered in tears, dents, and their energon, primarily their faceplates. Their wings were bent, plates torn, and their knuckles leaking profusely.
"First me, then 'Warp…" Thundercracker muttered as he stood up. "Who's next, Starscream?"
Starscream's optics narrowed. He turned away from Skywarp and glared at Thundercracker, who defiantly returned the gaze. Starscream's optics broke contact to glance around the gathered mass.
"Brawl, Blast Off, escort Thundercracker to the brig and lock him up." Starscream said in his firm, commanding voice, as if he was ordering some grounder away rather than his trinemate.
"WHAT?!" Thundercracker bellowed. "You cannot be serious!"
The two Combaticons grabbed the blue Seeker by the arms and started to take him away, but he refused to submit and struggled.
"Release me! I am your superior! Let go of me! I command you to release me at once!" He shouted angrily as he was taken away, his thruster heels scraping and sending sparks flying as they were dragged along.
Skywarp was trembling as he watched. "Star?" He said in the smallest of voices.
Starscream wasn't even watching as Thundercracker was hauled away. He didn't even move from his position, his wings hiked, and arms crossed.
"Starscream! What are you doing!? You're making a mistake! Let go of me! Starscream!"
Thundercracker's yelling became lessened as he was taken further away. All the watching Decepticons were either surprised by the drama, or trying to figure out who won. Swindle finally made it clear that Starscream had since it was Thundercracker who was being locked in the brig.
The other Seekers were horrified, shocked, and dumbstruck. Trinemates fighting, and now Thundercracker being locked away, something that had never happened before. What was happening to the Elite Trine?
Starscream turned and grabbed Skywarp by the wrist. "Come on, 'Warp." He said softly as he started to lead him away.
Skywarp jerked his arm free, causing Starscream to turn and look back at him with a confused and worried expression. Skywarp was slowly shaking his helm, trembling so hard, looking so scared and sad.
"'Warp?" Starscream said softly as he beckoned Skywarp to follow him. "Let's go, Sky."
Skywarp took a step back, glancing from Starscream to where they had taken Thundercracker. He kept shaking his helm, his wings now rattling from his trembles. "You're-you're asking me to choose." He said in almost a whisper.
"No, I'm not. Please, 'Warp. Let's go back to the house. I-I need to talk with you." Starscream said gently, his vocalizer so low. "Please," He paused. "Please, don't leave me."
Skywarp swallowed, looking from Starscream to where they had taken his other brother. "I-I can't. I'm sorry. I can't choose between the two of you."
"Sky, I'm not-"
"Please," Skywarp's optics were white with static, his vocalizer fritzing some. "Please, don't make me have to choose. I love you both. I don't want the trine to break up!"
"It's not breaking up, Sky. We're still brothers. I still love you two. I still will protect and care for the both of you. I love you both too much to let the trine breakup for one little fight." Starscream said quickly, too desperate to calm his trinemate to think about the gathered crowd listening in.
"It wasn't a 'little' fight. You two were trying to hurt each other. I-I don't want to choose. Please!"
"Sky-"
"I can't choose. I won't choose."
Skywarp suddenly vanished in a flash of purple. Starscream's wings lowered as he swallowed. He realized he was being watched and his wings instantly hiked up and he did his best to hide his inner turmoil.
"Back to your posts!" He snapped before shoving past the mechs in his way and stomping off.
The gathered mechs watched him go, whispers passing amongst them. The other Seekers looked to each other worriedly.
Starscream just kept swiftly walking away, quickly wiping away the coolant tears leaking down his cheekplates.
Dawnstar sat on the couch in the entertainment room holding a controller as she played a videogame. She heard the sound of Skywarp materializing behind her and she smiled.
"Hey, Uncle 'Warp!" She called without looking away from her game. "Grab the other controller so I can kick your tailfins around!"
Her optics stayed focused on the vid screen as the clacking of his thruster heels neared and he sat down next to her.
"Can you pause that for a klik?" He asked softly.
She did so and quickly turned to him. "What's wrong, 'Warp?" She asked anxiously, seeing his distressed faceplates.
"I just really need a hug, Dawnie." He said in a brittle voice as he fought back sobs.
"Sure, Uncle 'Warp." She replied quietly as she set aside her controller and embraced him in a hug.
He squeezed her tightly, his sobs finally breaking free as he cried over her shoulder. She swallowed, not sure what to do or say to him.
"What's wrong, 'Warp?" She asked softly. "Why are you crying?"
"Things are just slag right now, Dawn." He managed between sobs. "I'm scared."
"Why are you scared? What's going on?"
He didn't answer immediately. "I'm not sure exactly. Everything is just falling apart and I don't know what to do. I wish I was smarter. Maybe I could fix everything then."
"Does this have to do with me and dad fighting?"
"No, sweetie. Well, that had a small role, but I don't think it had anything to do with what happened earlier."
"What happened?"
"I don't know if Star wants me to tell you."
"Skywarp, if I am to learn to trust you guys again, primarily dad, I need to know what's going on." She said firmly, her servo stroking his back as she still hugged him.
Skywarp swallowed. "Star and TC got into a fight. They were punching and really hurting each other." He managed between his sobs as he started to cry anew.
"What?" She gasped.
"Star ordered TC locked in the brig. Star wanted me to follow him, to choose between them both, but I can't! I love them both. They are my brothers. I warped to here instead."
"I'm sorry, Uncle 'Warp. Maybe everything will get better? Maybe they just needed to let off some steam?"
"I don't know, Dawnie. They've been mad at each other for a while. I just wish we were all happy again. I wish Moonie was still here. We were so happy with her."
"I know, 'Warp. I wish she was here, too." Dawnstar said softly.
"I don't want to lose my trine! Why is this happening?!"
Dawnstar hugged him a little tighter as he continued his bawling.
First off: There is NOT going to be any "falling in love" between Starscream and Megatron. Just want to make that clear if anyone was worried (or wanting) about that. No, the sequel Invictus is mostly going to be about Starscream getting revenge on Megatron, plus fixing his life.
Yes, I totally used a line from All Hail Megatron. Love those comics! :D
See, Dawnstar isn't so bad. She is just having a difficult time. And Thundercracker is just concerned for everyone's well-being. He just needs to work on his anger management...
Man, I so mean to Screamer... I sorry... :/ Just a few more chapters to go until Invictus and then things will start to get better! I promise!