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Reunion | @thunderwarp

To say Starscream had been on a losing streak recently was an understatement. He had barely escaped both the decepticons and the autobots with his life, his t-cog was damaged and his clones had utterly failed to take his revenge on Megatron for him.

When he first spots the two flyers in the air he expects them to be vehicons, so he dives for cover. Peeking out from his hiding place, he sees as they circle back that they have different colourations than Megatron's usual goons.

From this distance, it's impossible to tell precisely who they are, but they're seekers for certain. They're probably bad news, yet his spark can't help but swell with hope. What if it's them?

No, no that was fanciful thinking. They were both offlined long ago, back when he was still proud to be the Decepticon air commander. Now he's grounded and alone, this was just another cruel trick the universe wanted to play on him.

He ducks back underneath the bushes he's using for cover as they approach, hearing the sound of transformations as these flyers land. Hopefully they're here for some other objective, and it's purely a coincidence he is nearby.

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"Don't you think you've already done enough damage for one day?" [@highflygingcon]

"I've done worse."

Starscream hisses, partly in pain and partly out of annoyance, swatting the medic away.

Yes, they failed the mission. Yes, he barely made it out with his life. Yes, Megatron made him regret coming back at all.

That didn't mean they needed some medical officer fussing over every scratch and dent.

"Its nothing a recharge won't fix..."

He wobbles, stabilising himself with the wall.

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"Stop! Who goes there?"

Steve shouts. It was its turn on watch over the energon mine and it wasn't going to fail.

This time.

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"Is this truly what has become of the decepticon cause, old friend?"

A weary Megatron asks, still not fully recovered from his coma. There is no one else aboard he would trust with his woes, but Shockwave has always been loyal.

Unlike a certain second in command, whose cranium he would have crushed between his own servos if the seeker hadn't fled like the coward he was.

"We are weak. Divided. How have a small group of autobots evaded our capture for so long when we outnumber them by scores?"

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Starscream wasn't aware of another Seeker in this sector, not since Dreadwing's...unfortunate demise. He sidled up next to the flying transformer in the sky.

"Seeker! What is your designation? I've never seen such atrocious flying since I was sparked. A grounder could be more graceful!"

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Under Attack || @traumathemedic

Steve rushes into the room, it's visor scanning the area for the medic. As soon as it sees she's in, it rushes over to her.

"We have to leave. Now. Autobots have boarded the ship, essential non-combat officers are to be evacuated via the ground bridge."

The urgency in its voice isn't entirely out of duty, it cared about her. Trauma has always been kind, and Steve couldn't bear it if she was injured or worse.

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"What sort of alt-mode do you call that? No flight is bad enough, but copying an organic! Do you have no self-respect?"

Starscream sneered at the stranger, looking for an autobot or decepticon insignia. His distaste only deepening as he finds none.

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(LOST - Starscream)

@subterran-seeker asked for a glimpse of the past

Starscream had always been simgle minded, clear of what he was aiming for. Power, renown, praise.

They'd lost a lot in sight of that. Vos, his former home, was a wasteland like the rest of cybertron. They'd helped lead the decepticons to victory over it, and had in doing so planted a target on the city for the rest of the war.

Most of the seekers were gone now too, bonds he'd discarded without really thinking about it. Skywarp and Thundercracker were both dead, he'd saved his own spark rather than taking a gamble on saving them all.

He'd always had a plan though, a plan that would make every betrayal he'd committed worth it. A plan to seize control of the decepticons from Megatron, to victoriously triumph over the Autobots and become a renowned leader on cybertron once more.

For the first time, as they sat in the Harbinger with a scrapped t-cog and a dead clone hung on the wall, they wondered if it had all actually been worth it. All the personal sacrifices for glory had just left him alone and rusting in an abandoned ship.

He had no one to turn to, nothing to show for years of scheming, he might as well hand himself over to the autobots and be done with it already.

The autobots.

Maybe he could find his way out of this mess, after all, it wasn't like he lacked the necessary parts to retore his flight anymore.

He had a new, albeit short term, direction to head in. That was enough for now.