Son of the Unicron ~ [Transformers Prime - Megastar]

7 ~ Back then

Starscream's POV

Just a little recap.
The entire Nemesis knows I'm a demigod. Lord Megatron is drinking my blood to stay strong. And Unicron is now inevitable for me.
Great.
Just great.

As much as I'd love to lay on my berth and not think for a year or two, I get up with much more effort than the one needed. Using the strength I didn't know I had in the early morning, I standed on my stabilizers, right in the middle of the room.
I looked around to be sure I was alone, and then a whistle came out of my dermas. Tiny, little metal spheres came up to my pedes, opening their wide optics and staring up at me.

Back on Cybertron, I was more than an outcast, I was considered a monster. I had a home, servants, all the books I could ask for, and I had everything I wanted.
But was it worth it? No.

All that luxury and class, and I had one rule:
"Never let them see you."

Around the castle, sentences like "He's so weird."; "why is he still online?" or "I bet he'll be as evil as, you know, his Sire." were completely normal, almost encouraged by my reckless actions back in the old days, when I was I little Sparkling who just wanted to fly out in the sky.

Seekers have a physical, unstoppable need to fly, and the first time I soared in the air was shortly after the war began. I had passed my entire childhood and teen ages with my pedes down on the ground, never getting the beauty and the graciousness of the sky, the wind, the speed.

And all of this because I'm the son of a God.
If I were Primus' son, I would have been worshiped, surely, and that pisses me off more than any failed plan to overthrow Megatron. I was already under the pressure of being a prince, let alone the stress of pretending not to exist.

It felt like hell to me.

Then, one day, his words spoke to me.
I didn't have to be what they wanted, I could choose my own path and shape my destiny along my will. Wrong again.

Everywhere I go, I end up messing up and revealing my lineage and my powers, and I get kicked out. I was tired of not having something that felt like home, so I followed the same bot who inspired me to run away from Vos.
Megatronus.

He turned out to be a complete jerk, but it was easy to hide my powers out of Vos, where everyone sees everything. Out there, I could go around like a normal Seeker, flying around, fighting if necessary, I could be me. Wrong yet again.

Another selfish, immoral bot, using me for their own beliefs. Feels bad, doesn't it? I learned how to live with it.
Now, sometimes, I try to overthrow him. Other times, I don't, very honestly, I could end him without effort, but I'm not going to.

My powers will stay aside.

They will.

I will keep them back.