That night, Starscream sat at his console. He was staring at the screen,
now knowing exactly what he was searching for, but there was something on
here he knew he had missed … like, a file that had his name attached
that he simply was blind to …
There! That was it!
Starscream opened his mouth a fraction. There was a file here … a file
addressed to him. He opened it.
It was a video. A video … of the most terrible things. Starscream put
his hands up to his face, staring wide opticed at the screen. It was playing
security videos of Megatron and him fighting, or rather, Starscream getting
ripped apart. The seeker screamed and smashed the screen with his fists. Sparks
burst out from the console and gases wafted out in colourful clouds, and the
seeker threw himself away from it.
Once it had all died down, Starscream looked up at the smashed console. A
large crack rent the air as a spark shot out of it in a large arc, then everything
was still.
The seeker sat up, panting a little. His hands were shaking, he noted.
“Why is it …” He murmured to the floor, “That these
dreams plague me?”
He wondered why someone had thought it necessary to show him what he already
knew. Maybe as some crude joke.
Wouldn’t surprise him.
He looked up at the cupboard next to his recharge bed, and thought about something.
He got up from the floor and went over to it, and opened one of the draws.
Amidst the rest of the stuff in there, there was a dusty data pad. He took
it out, and blew off the dust with a breath. He typed in the code and accessed
a file … a photo of him and Megatron, together. It was one of those
rare moments that his leader was smiling for once, his hand on the seeker’s
shoulder as he grinned happily. This was taken not long after he got into
the Decepticon army, and his leader had looked after him as promised.
His leader …
A tear fell onto the datapad and seeped down on it to leave a light purple
trail of energon, surprisingly not shorting it out.
But then, Starscream wiped his tears away. He had done enough crying already;
there was no need for anymore of it. He stood, and put the pad back in the
draw … and remembered something that he had not been able to focus on
since he got back.
His spark.
Why … why had it reacted like that? Was it just the lunar eclipse that
had some kind of bizarre effect on his body, or was it … something more?
Slowly, the seeker raised one of his sky blue hands and lightly touched his
chest. He could feel the vibrations of his body, and the energy of his spark
there … but there was something more … he continued to feel though
the layers of his body with his mind …
There!
Starscream’s optics shot open and tore his hand away from his chest.
There was power there … power he could not even describe … the
power … of immortality.
Was he immortal?
It would explain everything. Why he had regenerated his body; why he could
simply not die …
It all made sense.
And in a way, it terrified him.
Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Every time I start to believe,
Something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see
the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
***
“I don’t believe this …”
Skywarp was currently staring over his wingmate’s shoulder, looking
at a document that described the legend of the ‘Immortal spark’.
Could it be, that this was what had saved Starscream only a week ago? Was
this what Megatron had always feared about him?
“Document is acceptable data on issue.” Soundwave injected in
monotone, “Starscream has an immortal spark.”
“It’s impossible.” Thundercracker said, turning to the Third
in command with a disbelieving look. “No transformer alive has an immortal
spark.”
“Well, it seems that there now is.” Skywarp concluded, and the
Decepticons gathered around the screen to further read the document.
***
He saw light. Lots of it, as he made his way back to reality. Suddenly, he
was greeted with a view of the dying sun, and the sounds of the spewing volcano.
He could feel the pain of his wounds all over his body, but ignored them as
best as he could. He needed to get out of here, and fast!
He sat up, then stood, and took off towards a hill nearby.
Once he had arrived, he saw with a grin that there was his control panel still stuck on the rock wall. This was his little secret, and no one but the Constructions knew it existed (because they had made it) He typed in a code and the rock ‘wall’ disappeared, revealing a small spacebridge. He quickly ran to it (as best as he could) and activated it. He was going to pass out, he realised, as the bridge activated and he was sent to Cybertron.
Shockwave got a surprise when he found the spacebridge open. As usual, he
was guarding it when his leader made his entrance.
“Megatron!” Shockwave cried out as his batted and injured leader
literally fell out of the gate. Shockwave ran over and managed to catch his
leader.
The other drones and whatnot that were around stared at the sight of the Decepticon
leader’s twisted body. Then Shockwave shouted an order:
“Don’t just stand there! Call for the repair drones! We have to
fix him.”
***
How did I get out?
I remember the volcano, and telling Starscream to lead the Decepticons. Then
what?
Oh yeah …
That gap.
The flames and lava were threatening to overwhelm me. There was only so much
heat my body could take before I started to melt, and with my injuries I could
feel the heat more. That blasted heat … it almost fried me.
I looked up, and saw that gap the red moonlight had come though. Yes! There
was a chance to flee after all!
I used the last of my heavily depleted power and flew up there, and out into
the twilight sky. It was much cooler here, but not by much. I remember flying
away to some flat ground, but I do not remember how I landed.
***
“Several burn wounds, sword wounds and non-projectile fighting wounds
all on his upper body.” Said one of the drones. “It will take
a while to repair him of this as his energy levels are at 32%.”
“Good.” Shockwave said, his one eye flashing. “That’s
enough energy to live on for now.
Repair him.”
***
I wonder what that stupid seeker is up to.
Probably trying to lead the army, like I told him to. I wonder how he felt
about it, having the top job. Oh well.
I guess I’ve learned a few things these last few weeks. I hope he learned
from it too.
Well, knowing how annoyingly smart he is sometimes, I’m sure he learned
something.
***
“Megatron’s repairs have been completed.”
“Good. Send a drone for some Energon and report back here.”
“Yes sir!”
***
I remember when I first met that seeker. God, I was soft back then …
or maybe not. The guy had just lost what he had thought of as everything,
which amazes me. How can one being equal everything?
Is this what devotion is about? Is that how it feels to love?
Well, if that’s the case, I’m staying the heck away from it then!
But … then again … I guess Starscream would have been better behaved
if I had of been nicer …
NICER?! ME?!
BAH!
***
The drone scurried back to the table, loaded with Energon cubes. They quickly
got set up as Shockwave observed, and started feeding Megatron the energon.
It sparkled though the connection on his wrist, and the meter to the right
started going up as the energy flowed though Megatron’s body. The meter
still climbed …
Finally, he was charged to 100%. The drones activated him, and then stood
back.
Megatron’s optics then glowed with a bright crimson light, as he awoke
from his slumber. Slowly, the warlord pulled himself into a sitting position
as Shockwave came over to him.
“Welcome back, Lord Megatron.”
Song - Freak on a Leash by KoRn
Heh, Starscream .. uh, RUN!