My Worst Enemy {Transformers Story}

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen 

Starscream let out a shriek as there was a loud crack outside, a servo over his spark chamber. The bond had been so severed, it was as if he were entirely shut off from everyone around him-most of all his bondmate. Megatron had ended their forcebond in the only way he knew and to Starscream’s dismay it seemed to have worked. 

“Keep the sparklings inside!” Starscream ordered, already rushing out to the still form of his former mate. “Megatron, what have you done?!” Starscream demanded, optics wide with horror when he saw the damage. 

A gaping hole poured energon from his left side, his chest ripped apart from his his own fusion canon. Megatron gave no answer, his spark pulsing weakly before it began to disappear from his chest, the once powerful life force snuffing out. 

“We need a medic!” Starscream shouted, Ratchet already by his side. 

“Stay back and let me work.” the medic commanded, not able to stop himself from helping. Even if it was Megatron, he was a patient. 

Starscream stepped back, his spark aching deeply as if begging his partner to come back online. So that was what it felt like when you lost a bondmate. Starscream looked down at his chest and placed a clawed servo on top of his own pained spark. 

All he could hope now was that Ratchet could help save Megatron. If not, he would have to beg Optimus to be the adoptive father of the sparklings. It was for the best they should never know their sire. 

Starscream didn’t look back as he gathered the sobbing sparklings from a worried looking Bulkhead. No one bothered to ask him what had happened, knowing all too well  the mech might be without a partner forever. 

Starscream found a nice place far away from the others and shuttered his optics, his trine mewling loudly for him. He sighed softly, hushing them all before he leaned back against a metal wall and felt washer fluid tears roll down his faceplate. His mate was not coming back online. He could feel his spark dying and it had been all his fault. 

‘Just like everything is.’ he thought, gently shifting his weight so the sparklings didn’t wake from their fragile recharge. 

“Starscream?” Ratchet’s voice called from a few feet away. “Megatron made it. Do you...want to see him?” 

“Where is he?” 

“Cell 14.”

“Thank you. I think it would be best if I talked with him.” Starscream murmured, optics slightly dazed. He honestly didn’t know what to think after all the events that had happened in the past few days. 

“Would you like me to put the sparklings back in their cribs?”

“That would be a huge help.” the Seeker said, handing over the sparklings to the medic. He knew he had to trust the Autobots, so he may as well get used to it. 

The moment Ratchet was turned, Starscream was loping down the hallway to the holding cells, the bond starting to pulse with terrible sorrow. It appeared Megatron had woken. 

Starscream burst into the cell, optics wide when he saw Megatron laying against the fall wall, a temporary metal sheet across where the brutal wound had been inflicted. Thank Primus Megatron was a quick healer. 

“Megatron...”

The silver mech weakly barred his teeth at the Seeker before he lay his head down and looked away. There was nothing to say anymore. It was over.

Megatron let out a loud gasp when he was smothered in a hug, heat from his partner rolling off his lithe form. To Megatron it was like nothing could hurt him anymore. Nothing could when he had someone at his side who was loyal in every way. 

“Don’t you ever do that to me again, Megatron. Never again!” Starscream whispered hoarsely into the other mech’s neck.

Megatron nuzzled closer, weakly returning the hug. “Starscream, it needed to end. And yet here I am.” 

“I love you, Megatron. I love you, I love you, I love you.” Starscream murmured, realizing that was all the massive beast of a mech wanted to hear. 

“I am merely a common miner. I am disposable, Starscream. There is nothing to love about that.” Megatron spat, trying to push Starscream away. 

“Shut up and let me tell you why you’re different!” Starscream snapped affectionately. “We are all disposable. We are all common. But the bond is what makes us love and see the other as something special.”

“That touched my spark, Starscream. It really did.” Megatron snorted sarcastically, trying to move away. 

“Even if no one else wanted you, I do now! When you severed the bond for that brief moment I could hardly stand it! You have three sparklings who need you and a mate who needs you even more!” 

Megatron made a quiet rumble and pulled Starscream closer now, convinced the normally sly Seeker was telling the truth.

He had a purpose that meant something for once. To him, ruling would have made him needed by the mechs and femmes under his control, but now it was such a hollow kind of need it couldn’t contend with his bond with Starscream. 

“So...do you love me?” Starscream asked teasingly, one claw tracing Megatron’s sharp jaw. 

Megatron grinned and rolled over so he could curl around the Seeker. He made a soft purring huff and nipped Starscream’s wing tip a little before he allowed himself to rest. He had taken enough damage for one day and needed to recover. 

“Of course I love you, Starscream. Don’t be a delirious fool.” 

Starscream smiled widely and snuggled into the larger mech’s chest. He shuttered his optics, wondering how they had ever managed to forgive one another. Perhaps the bond had even more power over them than they could ever imagine.