My Worst Enemy {Transformers Story}

Chapter One

Chapter One

Starscream came back online after a day of nearly bleeding all of his life energon on the damp cell floor. He made a little groan and forced himself to his hands and knees so he could assess the damage better.

He hushed a gasp of horror when he saw his discarded wings in the cell corner and felt his left leg was entirely useless. His vocalizer had mended itself during the time he had been offline, where he now wished he could return to escape the madness of the world.

"My beautiful wings...that rusted brute has no idea what it's like..." he hissed, dragging himself over to the ruined pieces of silver grey metal and curling protectively around them.

For a few klicks Starscream rested, his processor going over the whole ordeal. It wasn't really the pain of being mauled that ached, but more the hurt of being truly useless. He covered his face with his claws when he thought of the Autobots and relived the day he had asked to join their side.

"Oh, what a fool you have been, Starscream." he whispered to himself, staring at the iron floor. "They didn't want you, either. What made you think that?"

Starscream knew he was truly alone now, so there was no harm in feeling the way he did. He was as low as could be, already at the bottom of the pile. Deciding he could sink no further, Starscream allowed himself to weep.

***

He missed his father a great deal now, the small Seeker remembering how safe he had felt when he was just a sparkling. The side he always hid from the others could emerge now in the darkness and seclusion of the cell, so he let the fragment of his thoughts out of its little cage so he could remember.

"I miss you." he whimpered, remembering Skystar well.

For a moment he relived his memory file of when he had first learned to fly with him while Skystar's mate waited below. He had been a good father, too. Skystar and Nightspark.

Letting out a happy squeal, sparkling Starscream dove into the sky with his father, laughing when Skystar caught him and turned him out of the way of a passing Seeker.

"Watch yourself, Starscream. I can't be losing you yet."

"Dad, I'm fine!" he assured, the memory fading as he landed and was hugged by Nightspark. His optics dulled a little when he realized he was back in the cell, the happiness he had felt only a figment of his memories..

"I'm just...fine." Starscream sighed, optics watering with optic fluid.

***

Megatron was busy for the next two earth days, working on decoding the location of the relics he needed to discover. He had entirely forgotten about Starscream until Knock Out came to speak with him.

"Lord Megatron, I heard you need my assistance." he said casually, watching his leader with interest.

"Yes, Knock Out. I need you to prepare some poison for me. Starscream needs to be taken care of, so to speak." the mech said darkly, not turning to look at his medic as he spoke.

"You really want to get rid of the Seeker for good? If he found someone he was compatible with you could have more Seekers." Knock Out said, knowing the Seeker breed were few.

"I do not want him passing along any glitches. He is full of them." Megatron snapped. "Just get the poison ready and give it to him."

"As you wish, Lord Megatron."

***

Starscream refused the small portions of energon he was offered, staying curled up in the far corner of the cell with his wings. The vehicon guards said nothing to Knock Out, assuming their leader wanted Starscream dead. If the Seeker helped the process, what harm was in that?

Another earth day went by and Starscream was starting to shut off for good, all his life energon being used up as his body continued to bleed it out. His vision became blurred and soon he was unable to move quickly.

'There. It's over...' he thought as the door grated open to reveal Knock Out.

"Good Primus! What in the Pit did you do?!" Knock Out yelped, seeing how weak the mech was.

'He hasn't refueled? He's trying to die this time.' the medic thought as he picked up Starscream and his broken wings. He would have to ask Megatron what he wanted done with him since he was already near death.

"What is that doing back here?!" Megatron roared, spotting Knock Out come into the control room with the limp body of Starscream in his arms.

"He's starved himself, Lord Megatron. He doesn't need the poison."

Megatron was a little surprised to find the Seeker had given up. Was he truly so broken? With a newfound interest, Megatron padded over and took Starscream from Knock Out.

"You will obey me, Starscream." he growled, watching the unfocused optics of the Seeker finally meet his.

"Yes..."

"Yes, Lord Megatron." Megatron spat, making Starscream flinch a little.

"Yes, Lord Megatron."

"Take him and have his wings reattached. He may be worth something after all. He might have learned his place for good."

"Yes, Lord Megatron. I will make him look even better than before."

The silver mech watched them go, his optics narrowed. That Starscream was trouble, but Knock Out was right. He was a dying breed of high class fliers and there might as well be some attempts to get a few more out of him before he was removed.

'He will be just like a little earth pet. Once I find a mate for him, we can gain a few sparklings with wings. After that, I can rid myself of him for good.