Chapter 23
{Tears Of The Young}
All It Takes
[Back To The Past]
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Starscream walked down the hall, his unique pedes clicking loudly against the clear clean floor, echoing in the vacant white hallway.
"Y-Your highness, don't you think you should slow down?"
The maid asked shyly, struggling to catch up with Starscream's long fast strides.
The Seeker Prince ignored the maid, out of spite, his stride quickened. The maid tried to catch up.
"S-Sir! Please!"
He had to find her. He had to find SlipStream. Nothing else mattered, no one else does.
Yet the maid was still alive even though Starscream's patience was running thin.
It was a miracle really.
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It was a miracle really.
How Megatron hadn't killed one of his soldiers yet.
By the way the warlord stomped and how he muttered to himself furiously with a string of Tarnish curses was a clear sign that he wanted to murder some bot.
Skywarp rubbed at his neck cabling, it ached from where Megatron grabbed it and brought him close for interrogation. Thundercracker placed a servo on his brother's lower back soothingly.
Soundwave followed behind them with DreadWing beside him and SmokeScreen in front of them.
It was silent. Nothing but the whistling wind, Megatron's mumbling and the crunching of dead organic mater underneath their pedes. It was quiet.
That was until Skywarp felt something within him snap.
The purple jet gasped and fell to his knee joints, causing Thundercracker to stop and crouch down to his level in concern.
"Warp? What's wrong?"
Skywarp said nothing, he warped himself away with a purple flash of light.
"W-Warp?!"
Thundercracker jumped onto his pedes the moment his brother teleported himself away. Megatron turned at the sound.
"What?"
Thundercracker whirled around in a panic.
"Skywarp?!"
His optics caught a flash of light up ahead, he ran towards it despite Megatron's orders.
The blue Seeker found his brother, still on his knees.
"Warp! You had me worried!"
He shouted.
"What's wrong with—"
Just than, he felt it too.
A sudden snap. A dark abyss surrounding him.
"You..."
He breathed as his vision blurred and he saw, for a split klik, SlipStream before him and a drill through his very chassis—No, not his—Starscream's chassis.
He gasped as the pain came next, the despair, the agony. He stumbled and caught himself against a tree, his claws digging into the wood as his spark vibrated harshly. His intake quickened and suddenly it all stopped.
There, the silence continued.
And for once Thundercracker realised that,
All it takes for someone to die was a wound deep enough to cut through layers and layers of metal.
All it takes for someone to die was the rapid loss of energon.
All it takes for someone to die was if their backup was too slow to arrive.
All of this.
All it takes.
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