Complex Robotics

Turning Points

Well...Crap.

A string of profanities ran through my mind as I stared up at him tentatively, not sure if he was going to growl out threats or just squish me. Damnit, why do I always cross paths with him? Either one didn't sound too appealing. He just stared at me for a long time, bright eyes narrowed into slits, and I swallowed hard, fear mixed with apprehensiveness brewing in the pits of my stomach. 

I should've ran. I should've screamed or do something.

But his cobalt gaze kept me stranded there...almost like I was paralyzed.

He stared at me for such a long time. And as the minutes gone by, I thought I was about to explode, when he finally opened his mouth, and I tensed, getting ready for the worst.

"I apologize..." He trailed off, before adding bitterly, "human."

He...apologized?

I was completely aghast. For the short time that I've known Sideswipe's twin, I knew he was aggressive, violent, and did not like humans, especially me. For him to give me apology, as vague as it was, is something I definitely wasn't expecting, and that's why my jaw fell open as I stared up at him. I was confused as hell, and I think I should probably be a little wary, just incase he grins and says, "Just kidding! " before dropkicking me to China.

 But at the same time, I wanted to feel relieved and a little optimistic. That maybe, maybe Sunstreaker and I could get along. Still unsure of what to respond with, Sunstreaker just rolled his eyes, muttering something probably crude under his breath before walking away. I turned and watched him, still thoroughly confused. I couldn't really do anything else about it, even though I wanted to. So I just kept walking, finally making it to Jenna's hangar.

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(3rd POV. Decepticon Base)

The time was now. After all of the many days and nights, scheming and carefully planning so that his plan would work out perfectly, Starscream was ready. He wanted power, he wanted to be the leader. And he wanted it now.

No longer would Megatron be the leader, no longer would he have to bow down to that glorified tin can either. His hatred of Megatron suddenly bubbled up inside him, and he had to tell himself to remain calm as he soared over the clouds, leading his trine and about half of the Decepticon forces to the location. Megatron was a fool for leaving Earth, and he was going to pay for that mistake. 

Opposed to popular belief, Starscream was not an idiot. Yes, his greedy conquest for power blinded him sometimes and did not make him the best of character, but he was clever and he had a plan to take Megatron down. Oh, did he have a plan alright. All he had to do was lay low and remain unsuspicious for a few more orns, and finally, he would get his revenge...and become the leader of the Decepticons, which he rightfully deserved. Every ache and throbbing area in his body only had the flames of hatred burning brighter. All he had to do was this last task for him, which in turn, was helping himself.

If he could, he would be grinning wickedly, as his sleek, F-22 Raptor form tore through the air, followed along by a small fleet of Seekers. They were approaching the area of detonation quickly, and he commed his fellow soldiers.

"Get ready to descend. We have reached the detonation area: Kenewick, Washington." He ordered, and they all responded back with "yes sirs" and "affirmative's" before beginning to descend lower to the city.

He descended as well, transforming mid way and raising his null ray to blast many buildings in his way. The buildings lit up in a multitude of red, yellow, and orange. The small fleshes were already shrieking, running out of the burning buildings like little scattering ants, and Starscream chuckled darkly. Other Seekers hit the ground, crushing buildings and objects in the streets, causing more and more mass panic.