...CHAPTER 8...
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-About Tenn Giga-cycles Before-
As the report on the ambush by so called Decepticon aligned militias on the High Lord Prime's convey as it traveled through Tyger Pax to Simfur Temple came through. Wing Lord Starscream despite his overwhelming venomous hatred for the Autobots his spark twinged at reading the last entry.
There are unconfirmed rumors that amongst the dead, is the second son [ ...] of the High Lord Optimus Prime and Lady Elita One was lost. His transportation carriage hit full on by an explosive sending it falling in the ravine -
Aha! Finally the great and mighty High Lord Optimus Prime was knowing the pain that Starscream knew all too very well. The seeker dropped the data-pad to land noisily on his desk as he stood, stretching out his wings then turning around and walking with slow steps towards the huge glass window that took up the whole one wall of his office in Helex's main tower, the tallest of them, where he had a full view down towards Dread's Edge Harbor. It was very late in the Cycle. He tilted his helm up to look upwards at the faraway stars of the night sky.
"Well Optimus...perhaps Primus is a just entity."
Starscream muttered flaty and frowned. Bitterly remembering those long dark late night orns when he would fly into raging fits cursing the Autobots, Optimus and especially at Primus with such shrills and screeches until his voice box fizzs and crackled from the straining volume. Finally unable to take the stress during one raging episode it burnt out leaving his cries empty and silent. Megatron had refused to allow it to be tended to for a whole mega-cycle, letting the seeker to seeth mutely in his quarters. When it was finally looked at by medics, they first simply advised a new voice box replacement yet even after three different boxes (one taken still glowing hot off the assembly line) his speaking voice was never as silverly smooth as before.
But the tricolor seeker did not mourn the lost of his former voice infact he embraced it as an upgrade. Especially at seeing the clearly shocked expressions from the Autobots when they first heard it over video comm and now whenever he had to do any speaking or in bot meeting he saw how it unnerved and irritated them. Along with the fear he would glimpse in their optics.
The sound of his office doors sliding open; startling him aware and he spun around, angered at whoever dare entered without permission. It was Shockwave. The so called sparkless ruling Senator of Helex and also the head of the Science and Researching division of the Decepticons.
"Our Lord Megatron requests our presence immediately. Reconnaissance have returned it seems with something."
The purple mech's single yellow optic glowing with each word he spoke. Starscream his anger switching from annoyance to intrigue annoyance that would have left others processor sputtering to catch up, replied.
"Ive already read the latest updated report. There was nothing in it that said our recon bots had recovered-"
"Soundwave's own investigation-"
Starscream hissed aloud. "Of course I should have known that that drone would have done his own secret investigation and leave me out of the knowing! Every time!"
Shockwave not wanting the seeker to start one of his infamous ranting fit, turned and gestured at the door with his only normal servo. His optic glowed.
"We must be going. Our presence was as I have said, is requested immediately." Trying to put as much emphasis he could on the last bit. Starscream clearly displeased but saying nothing and on his heeled peds stomped to pass him heading out his office. Shockwave only having to taking a few long strides to catch up, settling himself on the Seeker's right side as they walked through the hallway towards the nearest lift.
"Did Soundwave say what he has uncovered? Although I'm quite sure the Prime's convey held nothing of any consideration for us. I believe the convey to Simfur was simply for the Prime to uphold his religious duties at the temple."
"No he did not. Yes it was...but whatever Soundwave has retrieved...it was enough for Megatron to order only us four to be present."
At that Starscream didn't ask anymore questions; contemplating to himself on what it could possibly be, and coming to only a few very likely options. Both mechs fine with the silence between them to let it continue as they got on the lift which traveled them down the length of the tower to the first underground floor, the Station where already waiting was a subterranean transport train. Although this train was a private for them, it was just one of many that ran on the underground railway system through the inner center of Helex. They boarded and found their seats. Starscream choosing one next to the window, to stare out at the speeding pass night scenery of the city as they travelled to Castle Deception.
The castle loomed dark and menacingly on the horizon, the night lights of Helex only making it look more ominous as the train drew closer until it disappeared as they entered the underground tunnel. Starscream sat up from his sloughing when the train instead of making a it's normal right turn continue onwards and down deeper into the lower section of the castle. Starscream looked to question Shockwave but the mech only shook his helm before returning to read his a huff Starscream leaned back and waited with growing tension for the train to reach their unknown destination. When it signalling their stop was coming up and before it even came to a total halt; he was already on his peds and standing by the door. It opened and Starscream rushed out into a rather small empty station area. He glanced quickly around bewildered. They must be in the most lowest section of the castle, a place Starscream had never came too, never having the need too. He was a seeker. He hated to be confined especially under Cybertron's surface.
"This way," Shockwave then headed towards the only entrance that Starscream had failed to see in his haste. It only caused his tension and irritableness to rise even more but Starscream only followed behind, promising to give Soundwave a talking to about how lately his choices of meeting places was to purposely get the Seeker riled up. The entrance open to another lift, it was small just enough room for the two mechs to stand apart and just barely brushing against another.
Thankfully it was a brief ride, the door open and there on the otherside greeting them tall and always imposing was the Decepticon leader and ruler himself, Megatron. Shockwave held back, allowing Starscream to step out first.
"Whatever Soundwave found it better have been worth dragging me-us almost down into the pits for."
Megatron took a few long kliks to stared at his Conjunx, his harden stoic slightly angry expression always on his faceplates that would have sent fear running up the back-struts of many a bots under it's glaze. All but for a few.
"It seems that Primus and even Unicron have answered your screeching, Starscream. Come."
Megatron held out his right servo to the Seeker, his signature mighty fusion cannon tucked away inside. With his red optics narrowed Starscream silently rested his own right servo on top. Megatron nodded to Shockwave to follow, turned and started to led them down the short hallway, to the only entryway which required a security code, which Megatron waved his free servo over the sensor, the door unlocked and swoosh opened to reveal a very large well put together room which by the looks of it was a fine mix of both medical and science. And in the center of it, with screens and various machinery around it was an berth, along with a full medical team of bots hastily working on who or whatever was laid on it, and overseeing it all by standing a few feet watching like silent statue was Soundwave.
As the realization dawned on both Starscream and Shockwave at what they were seeing, the purple mech stepped forward pass his two leaders, towards the medical team and berth to get a closer look at WHO they were working on; Soundwave moving to join him.
"Incredible I must say for such a bot to have survived such a calamity, even moreso at such a young age."
"We lost him several times on the trip back. But by some way the medics were able to revive him each time and keep him going until we were finally able get him here into this facility."
"He deactivated and was revived multiple times? How extensive are the damages? And what are the odds of him actually surviving all this?"
"We will keep him alive by all means necessary." Megatron's voice boomed out.
"What! How in Primus-Unicron! How!?"
The Seeker half screeching, pulled his servo back like he had just touched acid rust and scrambled a few steps back from Megatron. He stood aghast staring before very slowly turning his black helm to stare with full suspicious accusation at Megatron who simply stared right back at him unfazed.
"Explain. Now!" Starscream voice lowly growled.
It was Soundwave who explained it all. It was true that the Prime's convey was traveling to Simfur Temple to participate and perform in the Rites for the start of new Gigi-cycle. The Decepticons holding their own ceremonies in the glorious ruins of Kalis, but Megatron had yet to announce when they would have go there for it. As the convey travelled through the twisting and rolling canyon maze that led straight to the ancient temple, the militias having laid a trap along the single path on a rather high ridge rigged with a volley of explosives set them off, surprising the Autobots into a panic. As the Autobot guards exchanged fire and they having no other choice but to try and push their convoy carriages through the frenzied attack to try and escape the clear death trap. Decepticons basically blocking the front and back of the path with only the gaping long long drop off the ridge on another side of them. When the first of the explosive went off; Prime had leaped from his own carriage, taking up command and led the charge forward and with several of his blasters hitting their marks cleared and opening through the front. He ordered the others to drive forward, the first two carridges making it before a wounded militia mech managed to toss one explosive that hit the ground right next to the third, causing it veer off straight towards ridge edge, the driver while trying to avoid it turned and unknowingly drove right over a buried explosive. The blast sending the whole carriage flying back into the air and falling like a burning flaming ball down into the darkness of the ravine below. If it wasn't for Ironhide holding him back with everything he had; Optimus Prime would have thrown himself right after it. But the rest of Prime's convey managed to escape and upon hearing that one of Prime's carriage had been sent off the ridge, Soundwave ordered them to go and search the bottom of the ravine for anything of worth from it. Five joors later, there came a desperate pinging comm that shocked Shockwave upon hearing it, the search party had found a survivor. And as the details of who it appeared to be came through Soundwave at once alerted Megatron, who ordered the searchers to keep the mechling alive, sent Soundwave with his fastest transportation and brought straight to him.
Shockwave listening with clear intention while also going over all the data information from the whole event, asking one question after another to gain further insight on how his area of skills could be better use to help stabilize the mechling. Starscream still stood off from everything with wings trembling as he attempted to calm his bubbling mix of emotions by rubbing his servos together at everything he was hearing. His tank flipped and the seeker felt like he was going empty them, but the seeker swallowed the sour energon taste back and steeled himself.
"So...this is your grandiose plan? Keeping the mechling alive and for what? To be sent back to Prime a peieced together monster? I'm sure the Prime would just love it..." The ugly disgusting tone in his voice very evident as the frowned expression on his faceplates darkened even more as he snarled towards his Conjunx.
"How could you? A mechling, one barely out of his sparkling protoform...you should have ordered the mech who found him to have offline him when found. Let his spark join the Well of Allspark!"
Megatron taking Starscream's sharp lashing out like a stone statue. The Seeker still furious and snarled as he glanced towards the still working medical team then spun around stomping his peds as hard and noticeable as he could headed to the entry. Screaming out before the door closed behind him.
"Well you can leave ME OUT OF IT!"
Soundwave and Shockwave both looked at Megatron who just rumbled out, "Keep the mechling alive." Before following unhurriedly after Starscream.
Megatron found the Seeker standing outside in the hallway, a hole already punched into the wall next to the lift door, fans on full blast, his whole frame vibrating hot while trying to getting his heavily heaving vents under control. The two mechs stood there in the hallway, the silent tension stretching out between them. It was the Decepticon leader who finally spoke breaking it, his voice taking a soft tone only reserved for such private situations between the two of them.
"Please Starscream,"
"He should be dead! How could you two have force this up on him? Have you no spark!?"
Starscream cried, whirled around, his one servo raised and fisted pulled back to launch a punch at great silver mech slack yet stoic face. But he didn't, frozen in position as coolant ran freely out of his optics and down his faceplates.
"Let him go. Just let him go, Megatron. Please..." Starscream choked out trying and failing to stop his crying. Megatron stepped towards him, gently reaching out to take his fisted servo; Starscream allowing him to maneuver it to his side before wrapping and pulling the Seeker into a slightly crushing embrace. Starscream broke down at the first touch, as those long deeply buried emotions from their shared tragedy resurfaced and took over. Megatron held him tightly, muttering comforts and promises he barely registered, just like before when his Conjunx was only one keeping him from totally coming undone.
A whole fifteen breems had passed, which in between sobs and hiccups Starscream miserably argued against his Conjunx's words.
"I know he could never replace what we've lost-"
"no no no, never..."
"Perhaps that is Primus's way of evenin..."
"Primus be damned..."
Megatron loosened his embrace enough that with a servo he cupped Starscream's chin and gently tilted it until those wet optics stared sadly up at him. He slowly ran a digit across the wet faceplates wiping away a slow rolling coolant streak.
"Yes. Primus be damned. Our lost newspark could never be fully replaced but with this chance given to us...we could use it to change everything...I promised you revenge...and I will make sure Prime gets it."
Starscream released a shaky sigh, still trying to argue. His vents still running and hiccuping. No. He couldn't. But despite him trying to fight it there came from deep inside him, slowly building and consuming him as the dark thoughts of what the revenge Megatron was offering to him. Starscream's processor brought the imagery of what was back in the room. The berth. The medical team. The glimpses of a mangled, bloody little frame. Starscream's spark winched then he hardened it; his resolve set. He gave a wordless nod. Accepting it.
Megatron continue to hold him gently rubbing one wing, sending as much comforting energy through his servo into it. Until Starscream pushed against him, having finally gotten himself back under control, the seeker hastily wiping off any traces of coolant that was on his faceplate. A grim yet determined look now on them.
"But will he live?" Starscream asked, running through what info he managed to catch from Soundwave's explanation earlier. "The odds are not very favorable..."
"He will live. I guarantee it. And with us guiding him, the Autobots will never believe who is really responsible for their ultimate downfall."
Every word Megatron spoke held determined promise and Starscream nodded at them. The door swooshed loudly as Soundwave came walking out, likely sensing it was calm now for him to finally appear. The blue and white mech gave Starscream a long gaze before nodding at him and the Seeker returned it. He spoke.
"With Shockwave's expertises and assistance with the medical team, along with a few other specialists needing to be brought in, I believe the young Prime mechling can be saved and fully repaired. Although some major modifications will have to be done during the recovery surgeries to fully guarantee the wanted results."
Megatron nodded. "Then get it done. But keep all of this, under extreme secrecy. When the medical personals work is fully done have them permanently disposed of, along with all those in the search party, for we cannot allow any word of this to slip by and get to the Autobots and especially to Prime's knowledge. Our victory may still be off for a long time but we WILL have it!"
Both Starscream and Shockwave nodded in agreement at the last sentence. The seeker then shook off any remaining lingering emotions that tried to argued against it. His spark humming acceptably. Soundwave turning and led both of them back into the room where Shockwave was now working alongside the medics.
Starscream avoiding look at the berth and the bot on it, walked over to the main computer and began focusing on analyzing the data input on its screen, flicking his optics to the other smaller ones that were also hooked up to the mechling. He had enough medical education to see from them that it would be touch-and-go for a very very long time. As if in agreement to that thought, the screens lit up sounded loudly with ringing beeping alerts, as one of the media cried about that mechling was crashing again. Starscream's black helm whipped around as he barked at Soundwave.
"Get those specialists here now!"
-Two Stellar-cycles later-
It had been very touch-and-go for next several first mega-cycles. As one medic specialist team after another was brought in to stabilize, repair and replace the horrible damaged parts of the mini-bot mechling enough before the final specialist team was brought in to do the final rehauling on him. More the once it was commented out loud that the mechling must have been kept only live by Primus or even Unicron themselves after been revived again and again. And as hard as Starscream tried his best to not too get attached, with each revival his spark latched on even more to the little mechling.
Whenever his duties as Wing Lord or as the Decepticons second-in-command and Aerial Commander didn't require his full attention, the seeker could be found, hovering and fussing with all the characteristics of a heavily concerned and worried carrier over the mini-bot.
The rhythmic beeping was even and steady, having been so for the past half-orn after the mechling's hopefully final operation. Starscream sat berth side, reading the written up post-op medical report on the whole operation which he had NOT been allowed to view unlike those many before it. Megatron instead ordering him to join him during at a council meeting while it happened. It was the most nerve wrecking sit down Starscream had ever been too. The meeting lasting almost as long as the operation and it was finally over he had all but flew to the now fully set up hidden well below Castle Deception medical center anxious to hear how it had turned out. Soundwave not returning any of his private comm as he made his way there. His anger to the mech quickly forgiven at hearing everything had gone off without the slightest of errors. Megatron joining him in the recovery room about ten breems ago after finishing up with duties above. The two mechs were off to the side talking between themselves on the next stage of their long but very detailed plan. Starscream leaving them to it.
On the berth the little, freshly painted black frame started to stir and move. Starscream leaping to his peds, tossing the data-pad away from as he started to coo and hush at the awakening mechling. Behind him Megatron and Soundwave quick to join him, the latter taking to look at the date output on the screen. He nodded to his leader, everything was well. He was just waking up.
"Shh shh it's alright my little one. Shh you are safe. I'm here..I'm here. We are here both my little strong sweet spark." Starscream hushed as the mechling weakly and barely open his optics, a pale red glow from them. He lovingly rub the faceplate of the mechling as he managed to turn his helm to his direction. Optics struggling to focus still heavy from the anesthesia.
"C-c-carrierr..." A small voice sounded. Starscream's spark leaped in joy and relief at hearing. The optics then slowly shifted to the other face that was staring down at him. "S-Sire..."
As wide and excited smiles spread across their faceplates; Starscream allowed his spark to sing out knowing his Conjunx would feel it. Megatron reaching up to wrap a firm servo around the Seeker's waist as his accomplished pride flooded back in reply. Rivalling those long ago emotions he felt when Starscream came to him at their secret meeting area, nervous and utterly scared, with the news that he was sparked. If he still believed like he did back then Megatron would have praised Primus out loud.
"Yes. We are here," Megatron said to the little mechling, and with a black servo that made the mini-bot mech's helm look in smaller in comparison as he gently cupped it. The mechling relaxed under his touch in clear trust and comfort.
"Everything is alright now, My Son."
"Yes it is. Shh, hush now and rest my little one."
Starscream softly cooed taking the tiny black servo in his own, that weakly but with some faint strength gripped back in return. The mechling released a soft sigh before closing his optics as he fell back into recovering statis sleep with a small pleasant smile. Starscream leaned over and with unbelievable gentleness from the Decepticon Seeker kissed the top of the mechling's helm.
"...my little Goldbug."
A/N
Well glad I got this done. And hoping you enjoy again. XD
Might seem a little rush but figured lets get this story going! Drop your thoughts kindly! And Chapter 9 is currently in works!