Title: One for All, and All for One
Rating: T
Continuity: G1
Characters: Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Megatron
Disclaimer: Don't own
Prompt: 2. Flock
They were trinemates. Flock. There was a bond between them no grounder, no mech who was not a Seeker, would understand. They weren't just bondmates. They were wingmates; they trusted each other with their lives, with their wings. They trusted each other to fly together, to watch tailfins and guard backs.
They were a slight bit strange, of course. Not many trines would regularly allow one of their members to be beaten into scrap, but they had an understanding. Starscream was Winglord. He had a duty to protect not only his trine, but every Seeker under his command. He did that by taking the brunt of Megatron's anger.
But when Megatron turned his attention to Skywarp...
Things broke. The Elite Trine had an understanding. Starscream could get beaten up, as long as it wasn't fatal. But none of the others. No other Seeker. It was Starscream's duty to protect, not anyone else's.
Loud screeches reverberated through the room, rattling audios and making every mech present shudder and curl in on themselves.
Twin blurs flew through the air, one a dusty blue, the other white and red. The pitch of the shrieks escalated, rising and rising as they dove toward Megatron and Skywarp, until they cut off sharply with a loud crash as Starscream and Thundercracker slammed into the silver warlord. Then a new sound, the shrieking of tearing metal. Growls emanated from the Seekers' vocalizers, their wings were held high behind their backs, their faces twisted into grotesque snarls.
In moments, Megatron was little more than a pile of shredded metal and energon on the ground. The two Seekers were painted with his life-energy, looking very feral and war-like.
Because they were trine. They were flock. They had an understanding. If you messed with one of them, you messed with all of them.