When is it not Ratchet..

The Prime must like that old medic a lot. I'd prefer a less bias bot, the scout maybe? The scout is too young to be set in old ways. Malleable in mind.

The damned medic is already glaring at us.

We decided it was best to meet away from our current base, BreakDown is with me. Even with the difficult atmosphere of our meeting the Prime is ever optimistic. He may not be bouncing on his heels but body language is telling. "I am glad to see you have been doing well StarScream." If he allowed himself to smile he'd be grinning.

"Well, isn't how I'd put being hunted down by Unicron, I can assure you he has no innocent intentions." The Autobot medic scoffs.

Is-does it seem like a thing I'd lie about?

A lie so easily found out? What would be the purpose of that? Not a single cybertronian would believe that-lest they be a new spark. Truly the medic is the least helpful.

"You wanted to discuss how to defeat Unicron. What did you have in mind? Tox-en didn't work-"

"-The Tox-en did work, not to kill him. Unicron is no longer as powerful as he was before. He was forced to use one of his fallowers as a vessel.." I correct Optimus. Thinking about where that fragger currently is sends a cold sting down my spine, my wings shiver at the sensation.

Optimus's well managed neutral expression momentarily shifts to concerned, I'm the master of lies?

"Megatron." We all know who Unicron is using. It feels as though I would be able to see wether we overcome the dark god-even then I wouldn't know how we did.

The rules for this sight thing are ill thought out, not that I can judge the choices of the god that made us..

he should've worked out the kinks at least.

"Wait Wait Wait-Megatron? The guy we've been fighting a war with? The dim tank who's been downing dark energon?? That Megatron???" The Autobot medic squawks. yes. That Megatron. For that reason exactly.

"Yeah and he said that stuff had no side effects, Heh." The blue wrecker comments, do his benefits out way his flaws?

"Yes, Yes, That Megatron. Can we focus on the topic here?" Frag all with hiding my tone, there will be worse to deal with if that thing catches me. Damned Prime and his endless sympathetic expressions.

"In his weakened state it should be simpler than tox-en...and there was a weapon..saber? Some Prime weapon?" What weapon? What was it called again..? Was it used the last time?

"The Star Saber" Optimus answers. That Was It's Name! Has that been found yet?

Oh.. "Then there was the other sword..why are there two?"

Both of our companions are left idling, the Prime and I are hyper focused on our conversation.

Ratchet huffs, "I don't remember StarScream being like this, did the tox-en damage his core?" a slight and a question. "His spark is healthy as far as we can tell" BreakDown shrugs.

My spark is...Blessed?

I'm not dead.

"-If we can locate the Star Saber we may be able to use it to gain the advantage." Of course, we also have to keep in mind that Megatron might find the other sword. Then we need a plan to-how would he find it? The last time he had more reliable soldiers. At this point he's missing a medic, second in command, and a wrecker. Oh, but he did replace the wrecker.. "StarScream? have I lost your attention?"

My wings stiffen, dear, I had gotten lost in thought. "My apologies, I was thinking, what were you saying?"

When did we get so close to each other? I take a few steps back. "What had your attention?"

"..Wether Megatron can at all find the Star Saber this time. Although with the guidance of Unicron I would not doubt it." The ambulance grumbles. "So all in all, our plan is to work together, find the Star Saber and prevent Mega-Cron from find the Dark Saber. Am I right?" mega-cron..Haha

..Yes. That is the plan.

"Welp, guess our meeting is done then." My wrecker ambles towards me.

Optimus nods, the atmosphere is lighter than it was in the beginning, in spite of the topic, I would consider this a win. The Autobots make their exit, with the Autobots no longer pestering me by assuming I'll stab them in the back or return to Megatron's side, the rocks near us are starting to look like the perfect place to rest. BreakDown fallows as I stride towards my temporary seat.

I allow the tension I gained to lessen, my wings lowered, I rest my head in my hands. Being forced to think about a hypothetically invulnerable enemy does not make calm. Those sort of hypotheticals are what make paranoid spirals. I would know.

Even the Prime was sure we can't win.

Primus..

"'Think that went well?" BreakDown asks leaning in as if to avoid others from hearing. We are alone. I sigh "As well as it could have I'd say."

The next thing to do is acquire the apex armor, it should be considerable easier than last time-wait.

It was hard because of DreadWing and Optimus. Ah, that will likely happen again. The Autobot's will have most of the relics, our job should be to keep the other relics from falling into Megatron's hands. There were four relics, with my instructions the Autobots used the tox-en so we needn't worry about that. The rest of them are null in comparison to the Star Saber and the Dark Saber.

The Star Saber should be safe, Megatron lacks the medic to surgically become worthy.

"Stars dear? You've been staring off into space for a while now. Do I need to get BreakDown?" -Waht?

I nearly fall off of the chair I'm sat in, had I been lost in thought for that long? "..No, I was strategizing."