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~ Chapt. 2 ~

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- Third persons pov/ at the med bay -
Star'Scream silently followed after Knockout, though he was flying with his rocket boots(?). "You don't really like that gladiator, do you?" Knockout hummed, breaking the silence that was oddly filled with tension. Probably because of Star'Scream. "No." He grunted, as he landed stiffly in the room, he stumbled a bit but quickly caught himself. "Your name was Star'Scream the second in command, yes?" Knockout questioned as he pointed towards the table, motioning the seeker to sit.

The SIC frowned, but sat down with reluctance. He hated being ordered around, by anyone really. "Yes. My name is Star'Scream." He growled quietly, his injured wings twitched with pain. Knockout only nodded, he looked thoughtful. "I can tell Megatron did horrible things to you and your finish." The medic gazed at his injured body, the seeker narrowed his eyes. Despite being haft blind in one of them cause of Megatron.

"You know what he did?" He growled, he looked defensive as Knockout carefully took off the bandages from his wings. They were all scratched up, and bitten by Megatron. He also noticed that his left wing was bent as well. This made Knockout cringe. "Probably did a whole lotta torture." He mumbled,

Star'Scream glared coldly at him. "If you can count rape as torture." Knockout added more hesitantly, as he examined his wis. Though he tried to fix his left wing, Star'Scream let out a pained yelp as Knockout 'snapped' his wing back into its original position. "Ow! You could've been more careful, you know?!" Star'Scream growled loudly,

Knockout nodded. "Seekers are sensitive on their wings. I know. But, I didn't have any choice to fix those precious wings of yours." He mumbled before placing on some cream on his scars that were on his wings. "How do you know. . .that we are sensitive on our wings?" Star'Scream demanded defensively,

"Research." The other mech answered simply,

Star'Scream frowned. Not really liking the answer but it was good enough, he suppose. "And what do you mean by 'we'? I don't I quite remember seeing other seek-" Knockout was cut off as Sky'Warp and Thunder'Cracker entered the room. "Ah I see." Knockout finished with a whole different sentence. "So you finally got with Megatron? I thought you said you wanted him dead!" Thunder'Cracker snapped,

Knockout narrowed his eyes as he started to work on his arms, "I do!" Star'Scream hissed, feeling offended that one of his clones could accuse him of such a thing. "Then why did you get with him?!" The blue seeker demanded, while Sky'Warp just lowered his wings, looking scared. "I-" Star'Scream couldn't reply without giving much away to his clone,

"Leave the poor seeker alone. He went through a lot." Knockout grunted, kinda annoyed with Thunder'Cracker's hostility already. Star'Scream looked at him with surprise. "Y - Yeah. . .P - Please don't hurt him. . ." Sky'Warp stammered nervously, he looked afraid and nervous.

Thunder'Cracker growled loudly in warning towards the purple seeker, "Shut up!" He hissed, "As you can see here. . ." Star'Scream trailed off, looking at Knockout like he was so done with them. "These are my clones. Turns out they are all different. Each clone represents each of my personality, or that's what Slip'Stream says." Star'Scream grumbled.

Knockout looked interested. "Clones you say? They certainly have their own minds from what I can tell." Knockout commented, but he had a smirk on his face. "They act like sparklings all the time! Especially Sky'Warp!" Star'Scream hissed, before looking at the two clones.

Thunder'Cracker whipped his glare towards his original self, "Who are you calling a sparkling hah?!" He snapped, which annoyed Star'Scream further. "You." He answered simply, his voice was dark with a slight warning. Knockout smiled with amusement. He then gently as he could, tried to touch the wound on Star'Scream's side, trying to see how much it was hurting. He always did this with his patients, but never on the wings.