My Worst Enemy {Transformers Story}

Prologue

Prologue

"My lord, it was a mistake! Anyone could have made it!" Starscream yelped, backing away from his furious leader.

"You always disappoint me, Starscream. I really have no use for you now."

"Please, Lord Megatron! I live only to serve you!" Starscream mewled when he felt the harsh grip on his wing break through the metal.

"You could have served me better. I am sure I can find another, more competent second." he growled, lifting Starscream easily off the ground. "Besides, you grovel far too much for my liking."

"Cast me out, then! Kill me! Just be done with it already!" Starscream blurted out before he could really think about what he might be doing for any chance of forgiveness.

"Are you commanding me, Starscream?" the silver mech asked dangerously, blazing red optics on the Seeker.

"Of course not, my Lord! You command me!"

"Better...perhaps there is a little hope for you, yet."

Starscream let out a terrible screeching wail when Megatron tore one of his wings free, hurling the bleeding appendage across the room. The warlord reveled in the sound and launched Starscream across the room as well, optics sharp and without a hint of mercy.

"I will always command you, Starscream. I will always do what I like to you and right now I will beat you within an inch of your life!" he roared, grabbing Starscream by the neck.

Megatron crushed Starscream's neck cables and his vocalizer, causing the other mech to no longer speak. All he could do was make a few terrible keens of agony as the larger creature continued to rip him apart.

It was a good earth hour before the warlord became bored with his little plaything. Plus the energon had begun to puddle on the floor. Starscream had most certainly had enough "training" for one day.

Flexing his claws a little, Megatron turned to look at his ex second in command. For once in his long life he heard not a peep from the other mech. No whimpers, no cries, no groveling. Pleased he had made his point clear, he sent for Knock Out to bring him to the holding area on the ship. There was no use for such a creature anymore.

'Just put him out of his misery like the animal he is.' he mused, cleaning off his claws when he returned to his throne room. 'I am sure Knock Out can do the job when he has a chance. No need for him to rush.'

Megatron smiled a little at the thought of Starscream suffering more. He would be begging for death by the time Knock Out made the energon poisoning and gave it to him. It was all such perfect revenge.