Under my wing

Truths

It'd been minutes, hours, days since Starscream had been detained by Lockdown and then handed over to the Elite Guard. She hated every second of it, wishing nothing more than to blow the head off Sentinel Prime, but she could not. All she could do was sit in her cell, a trap over his mouth and cuffs over her arms. She could hear the sound of another Decepticons muffled angry words from the cell next to her, it gave the Seeker a helmache. It certainly did not add when Sentinel would come and poke fun at her, earning angry glared and stomps of anger from the imprisoned Seeker.

She wanted to break from the cell and put him in her place, but she could not. She simply sat in her cell and took it, trying his best to pay no mind to the mech that was taunting him. What did catch her attention was the two smaller bots on the ship, Jetfire and Jetstorm were their names Starscream thought. They appeared to have the frames of a Seeker, and it made her wonder. Autobot do not fly. So how did they have the frames of a Seeker? No Decepticons had been reported to have defected to the Autobot faction in recent times, Starscream would certainly have heard about it from her time under Megatrons order.

Had the Autobots finally put their code aside and modified their frames to be capable of flight? It was certainly a question that ran through Starscreams mind whenever she saw the twin jets, but she was always unable to ask due to the cuff around his mouth that prevented any words from being spoken. They certainly did talk with her from time to time, but it was usually in the company of Jazz or Primus forbid Sentinel Prime. They'd always ask simple questions, questions that secretly made the trip back to Cybertron more bearable than if it was just a void and empty trip without interaction. They kept her mind from wandering into darkness and every so often make her laugh with their antics.

One solarcycle was special however, the day when the twins entered his cell..

Starscream was staring out the barred window of her cell with boredom, longing to be among the stars with her wings spread and servos free from their shackles. She'd not even heard the sound of the energy field holding her in the cell go down for a second before going up again as the twin jets entered the cell, of knowing when uttered the word, "mom". Starscream would turn to look, seeing the smaller orange bot staring at her with a look only to be described as a sparkling being reunited with its carrier. The blue one seemed as well happy, but less of the way the orange was.

"Hello to you mom!" Jetfire said with a smile, waving to the restrained Seeker.

"Hello of the you!" Jetstorm also said, smiling as well.

Starscream raised a optic ridge to the two, unsure of what a 'mom' was and why they were calling her that. Was it a newer insult term for Seekers the Elite Guard had come up with? It didn't feel like it, unlike Sentinel the two twins hadn't done anything cold or malicious towards Starscream, they wouldn't so suddenly switch like that. Would they? Starscream gave a muffled 'what?' to them, her optic ridge raised still. The twins looked confused before realizing the cuff was still on screamers mouth, making it impossible for him to speak. Jetstorm revealed a remote, clicking a button that removed the cuff from Starscreams mouth.

"Thank you." She said quietly, just low enough for the twins to not hear. "What do you want?"

She glared at the two, trying to appear threatening to the autobots but seemingly failing as they got closer to her. She scooted slightly away from the twins approached her, clearly showing no fear towards her or the threat she might pose to them. Starscream hissed at slightly as he was backed into a corner by the pair, they did not seek to attck, simply asking questions that threw the confused Seeker for a loop.

They continued to call him 'mom' or 'mother', it just confused her even more. What was a mom? Why were they calling him this? Was it a new scare tactic, a way to get information from reluctent prisoners who would not give up their secrets? Staarscream glared at them, trying to move away but she was backed into a corner, this was a normal feeling for the Seeker. Having the fact she was often used as Megatrons plaything for when he needed something to take his aggression out on.

Starscream gave the two a hard look, this caused the twins to back up a bit. She took note of this, they slinked away like Sparklings when their carriers were to scold them. This behavior was odd but also familiar to Starscream, what with her being similarly treated as a sire by several of the younger Decepticons, especially among the Seeker ranks since she was their superior and often the one who greeted them when they joined the ranks of the Descepticons.

"Would you two bitlings like to explain what you're doing in there?" Starscream asked, putting on her best siree voice she'd used when disciplining the younger cons. "You don't seem to have any reason to be in here, so why are you?"

"Mom, we are here to talk." Jetfire would say with a nod.

"We wanted to chat!" Jetstorm said next. "Is wrong to want to chat with mother?"

"It's not wrong to want to chat, but theres no reason for you to be in here with me." Starscream scowled, staring down at the shorter bots with a frown. "And stop calling me mom, I'm no- whatever that is."

"Ah- but you are!" Jetstorm argued. "At least, how the techno-organic described you fit."

"Techno-organic?" Starscream questioned.

"The small orgnic! That's with the outlaw Autobots!" Jetfire answered, folding his servos behind their back. "With the red fibers on helm!"

"Ah, the organic the yellow one is always with." Starscream concluded, nodding her helm just little. "What does she have to do with this whole 'mom' name calling?"

The twins shook their helms, laughing just a bit at Starscream which made the Seeker frown more and hiss at them. They straightened up quickly, nodding their helms quickly and shaking their servos in a hold on motion.

"Well you see-"

"She spoke that-"

"You were-"

"our mom!"

The two were cutting one another off as they spoke, finishing one anothers sentances as if one twin knew what the other was going to say. It was mildly creepy and annoying to Starscream, it gave her a helmache. They weren't making any sense to her, running circles around him and fumbling over their words.

"Out with it already!" She yelled, thumping them both over the helms which caused the twins to jump back defensivly. "I'll start rusting before you even explain it!"

"Yes yes! Sorry mom-" Jetstorm said, nodding his helm profusly.

"You see, the techno-organic had said a mom was like a carrier." Jetfire explained, motioning towards Starscreams empty spark chamber and then themself and his twin. "And since your data created our frames, that'd make you our mom."

Starscream's assumption had been correct, the Elite Guard had taken his data, HRT code, and used it to modify the frames of these young sparks to give them the ability of flight. Anger boiled in the Seeker, while out cold she'd been violated, her code stolen and used by AUTOBOTS of all things. She'd rather an organic in his cockpit than that! And now she was suppose to feel responsible for these sparklings when she had no intention of even having them created!?

"I am no ones carrier or 'mom'." She hissed, glaring at the twins before standing over them menacingly. "Get that through your thick helms, I do not care about you or anyone but myself."

The twins frowned, look at one another for a moment before falling back into a huddle. They whispered between themselves for several seconds, leaving Starscream to her own as he paced back and forth behind them, tugging on the stasis cuffs on her servos. This was maddening, it was slag! Strscrem had never felt so insulted before in his whole sparkcycle! To have had her code used without permission, to be treated as if she was nothing more than a tool to lead the evolution of the Autobots.

The twins turned to face Starscream before turning and running from the cell, leaving the Seeker to boil in the knowlage the Jet twins had been created from her code, making it true they were biologically related now. Starscream chose to ignore it as she sat before the window of his cell, thinking of how she would get out of this situation....