My Worst Enemy {Transformers Story}

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Megatron practically ran from the room, rushing into med bay. Knock Out glanced over his crimson shoulder, optics wide.

"Are you ill, my liege?" he asked, leaning against the medical berth. Megatron shook his head.

"You have to tell me how to break the bond! He's driving me mad!" Megatron roared, as he spoke feeling the other mech's pain in his spark.

"I can't break the bond, but you can try to get along with Starscream. If you let him have some freedom, he might come around. Seekers are programmed to be very affectionate if given the right situations and environment." Knock Out offered, trying to be some form of help. He had done his research on the species and found many interesting little facts.

"He will flee if I allow him off the chain! I am not having the piece of slag run off." Megatron snapped.

"Then just take him off when you are there." Knock Out said, as if it were obvious.

"And how exactly am I supposed to be "affectionate" with him?"

"Well, I'm sure he wouldn't mind being held or told he's worth something. He needs to know you care, or at least have the illusion you do."

"And this will make him cease sending the pain across the bond?" Megatron asked, claws on his spark chamber. Knock Out nodded.

"If you make him happy, you will know." Knock Out chuckled, but was cut short when the silver mech grabbed him by his neck.

"If you mention this to anyone, I will revel in scattering your remains about the ship. Is that understood?" he asked, sharp teeth inches from Knock Out's face.

"Of course, Lord Megatron! I would never think of it!" the sports car assured, hands up. Megatron made a satisfied huff.

"Good. Now I will be busy."

Megatron returned to his chambers and picked Starscream right up, the Seeker not having moved an inch from where he had been left. The warlord looked at him, glad to see the terrible crying had been turned off.

"You are going to be happy." he demanded, placing him on the berth. "What would make you content?"

"Not being bonded to you!" was the snappy retort. Megatron growled and made an advance to hit him. Starscream hissed and threw up his hands.

"Not being hit would make me happy!" he squeaked, surprised when Megatron backed down.

"Are you happy yet?" he demanded, leaning in close. Starscream backed up against the wall, quivering a little.

"Well, I am feeling more than claustrophobic in this stuffy room. I would like to go flying." he spluttered, trying to think of anything. The sadistic mech was asking, wasn't he? So the offer just had to be taken.

"Yes, yes, flying sounds nice." Megatron rumbled happily, also missing the air.

"Without you."

"Oh." Megatron said, honestly a little crestfallen.

Starscream felt the pang of hurt in his spark and sighed. Perhaps he was being a little harsh. Then his processor kicked in. What was he thinking?! Megatron just wanted to use him before he was "disposed" ever so nicely!

"Fine, you can go."

"I do not want to go flying with you!" Megatron snarled, gnashing his teeth. Why would be want to go when he wasn't wanted? The silver mech made a softer growl and chose to ignore the Seeker.

"Alright, alright! Can I leave?"

"I will tell Soundwave to accompany you."

With that Megatron let Starscream leave the room, not a hint of protest or anger in his frame. Starscream could feel the small hint of hurt across the bond still, but he chose to ignore it. Let the brute suffer!

Before he knew it, the Seeker found himself outside the Nemesis with Soundwave lurking behind. He transformed and took to the sky, feeling great for once in a long while. He was nearly free! Making a happy purr in his engines, the F-15 did a complicated arial loop before spiraling back towards the ship.

Meanwhile, back in his quarters, Megatron could feel his bondmate's happiness across the bond, the pure elation of flying being silently communicated. Rumbling contently, Megatron stretched out on the berth. Perhaps now he could get a good and well deserved recharge...

"For a big silver frag like you, you do have a spark in there somewhere." Starscream announced, bursting through the doors with Soundwave at his back. "Oh..." he trailed off when he saw Megatron trying to rest.

"Silence! I am recharging!" the mech roared, anger flaring through the bond. Starscream quickly hushed and skittered under the berth, optics wide as he awaited punishment.

But the anger faded quickly and a content feeling was shared between the two. Starscream purred and rolled over onto his back, drawing some little designs in the underside of the berth. It made a terrible grating noise at one point and he swore he was going to get it.

"Starscream, you are more trouble than you are worth."

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"Mmmmhhh."

Starscream, no longer being secured to the berth by the chain, decided he could peek and see if the warlord was actually recharging at all. He softly stood and peered at the leader's face plate and saw his optic lids were closed and he was breathing evenly through his vents. So he was recharging now.

Starscream took a good look, finding Megatron to be far less appalling now that he was asleep and on his side. He looked...cute? Starscream wasn't sure how that word got into his processor, but it did. The forcebond had messed with his thoughts for sure...

Starscream loosed a nervous whine when Megatron made a rumbling sigh and rolled over, stretching a little before he came to rest on his chest plates. Making a little grunt, the creature's clawed hand subconsciously searched for his other folded blanket pillow.

Starscream nervously reached out and nudged the expensive pile of fabric closer so Megatron could reach it. A small smile crept onto the Seeker's lips as Megatron made a soft purr of happiness and pulled it closer once he hooked it with a claw.

'I hate him! I am not supposed to like being around him! NO NO NO!' Starscream thought, hate and fear pulsing from his bond to Megatron's.

"What is going on?!" the silver mech bellowed, waking in a second. "Starscream!" he hissed, searching around for him.

He found the mech on the floor where he should be, obviously having some form of recharge sparkfear, which was much like a human's nightmare. He grumbled and picked the Seeker up, shaking him a little.

"It is only a figment of your memory processor! Starscream, wake up!" he snapped.

Starscream opened his optics lids, faking the whole thing. Apparently Megatron was tired. He would have caught the act if he had been any more alert.

"I am quite alright, my lord. Just a terrible sparkfear."

"Hummph. Get some sleep." he said firmly, shoving the Seeker roughly back under the berth.

Starscream smiled when the larger creature settled back down above him. That was as much affection as that mech would give. Considering Megatron's past mood toward him, Starscream considered this a victory.