The Broken Crown

[Five] Revelation

Each swift turn was met with a loud whistle as the air was being split in two by their wings. The noise was sharp, piercing the audials of the blue and purple seekers as they travelled forward towards an unknown destination. Thundercracker didn't care, he had long come to get used to the noise while Skywarp was a bit more susceptible and cringed on hearing it.

The air crackled with Thundercracker's growing irritation and anger. It fizzled and swarmed around the blue seekers frame like a conjured snake warped in flame, it was fast and slithered with purpose. Skywarp kept a distance had TC decide to crack the wind and create a thunderclap unintentionally. Warp was cautious to make sure he wasn't to be caught in it.

They were approaching a speed that was close to breaking the sound barrier and Skywarp had to warn him to keep his distance in check before Thundercracker decided to slow down and keep a hover speed next to Skywarp.

Thundercracker felt so much malice in his spark in this moment that the shared bond was flooded with it. He wanted to break down in rage, coil around every living being and crush them until the insides gushed out like a bloody fountain. A sentiment that was shared silently by Skywarp, although TC could see he had a lot to say but didn't know how to word it. They both were angry, just in different ways.

They landed in a nearby clearing, one of the small rare instances where there was tree lines and a skyline filled with nothing but the cascade of the magnified sunset. Hues of pinks, blues and oranges reflected on every surface, including the seekers. Their frames were glowing with its whimsical light. Though they weren't here to enjoy the view.

Skywarp sat awkwardly on the ground. His wings were stiff and held high, a testament to his emotions that were raging beneath the facade of somebot who often tried to maintain a certain level of clumsy confidence. His EM field was showered in uncertainty with faint crackles of anger or frustration mixed in.

Thundercracker stayed standing, replaying the moments leading up to this last minute decision, one that he didn't agree to but Skywarp pulled him into. He crossed his arms begrudgingly, stuck in a memory loop inside his processor. Both were waiting on something.

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The ping from Starscream was sudden. It was breems later, almost entirely the next solar cycle and there was a point where the seeker siblings were precarious in their concern. Thundercracker and Skywarp knew that Starscream's initial plan to confront Megatron wasn't going to work to some extent, but the punishment was longer than expected. Nothing considered out of the ordinary.

It wasn't the first time Starscream had taken the hit for most, if not all, of the army. Especially for the trines behavior. Starscream would usually be battered, almost broken beyond repair and it usually occurred during one cycle or, on rare occasions, multiple cycles. Starscream's thoughts on the matter were lost to the two. Though, it was clear that the silver seeker didn't enjoy being a punching bag, he voiced it on continuous occasions, his personal issues relating to the abuse was lost to his brothers.

It was common knowledge that the abuse between the leader and the SIC were predictable and consistent. Skywarp and Thundercracker would never be able to get a read on Starscream no matter how hard they tried.

Starscream often kept his EM field close to his body, shut off, almost like Soundwaves. There were inklings of moments where it branched out and gave them a hint of what Starscream was feeling. But most oftentimes, Starscream kept to himself. It was infuriating to the two.

Both of the seeker siblings seemed to agree on the same point after talking to one another that morning; that whatever happened this time, was something close to the same that Starscream had experienced before. A repeat.