Yeah, number six is all my fault. Have a ficlet on how Silverbolt first unknowingly got Starscream's attention.
The situation, if it could be called that, was terrible. Starscream looked at the red and black flailing aeirelbot floundering in Megatron's grasp, and faked a yawn as Skyfire pleaded for the return of Air-flight, or whatever his name was. Served him right for trying to talk to Starscream mid-battle.
Megatron laughed and his grip tightened, causing the unfortuate autobot to almost squeal in pain. Skyfire redoubled his pleas, trying to make sure 'no one got hurt.' Personally, Starscream felt that was not going to happen anytime soon and was about to sidle off when HE appeared.
A silver-white form dived from the sky at an impossible angle for something that big and tore into Megatron, forcing the tyrant to release the aerialbot. The plane transformed, a snarl on his lips. Starscream was practically salavating as the aerialbot leader did his best to savage Megatron. The elder decepticon may have had the advantage of experiance and power, but the autobot was young, furious, protecting something precious to him and had given Megatron a greivous blow in a surprise attack. Megatron was forced to retreat, the blows becoming all too much. Finally, Megatron was forced to retreat, and the autobot, although badly wounded, stood triumphant.
He turned around and marched over to Skyfire, limping from where Megatron had ripped his leg-wires. Starscream was expecting him to thank Skyfire for looking after Fire-raid, but got a surprise when the silver-white mech slapped Skyfire.
"You ignormaous idiot! What were you doing? You could easily have incapacitated Megatron and gotten Fireflight out of trouble, why didn't you?"
"Fighting only leads to more fighting Silverbolt..."
"In this case Skyfire, not fighting nearly got my gestalt mate killed. Now either help me get Fireflight out of here and back to the arc, or go away, because you have serverly irritated me." The talking stopped, and the three autobots left, but Starscream was left with a tremendous sense of euphoria. He murmered Silverbolt's name, drawing on all it's different possible meanings.
Starscream had never been one to give up on what he wanted, and at this moment he wanted Silverbolt. And he would get him, one way or another. Even if it took him a very very long time.
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The situation, if it could be called that, was terrible. Starscream looked at the red and black flailing aeirelbot floundering in Megatron's grasp, and faked a yawn as Skyfire pleaded for the return of Air-flight, or whatever his name was. Served him right for trying to talk to Starscream mid-battle.
Megatron laughed and his grip tightened, causing the unfortuate autobot to almost squeal in pain. Skyfire redoubled his pleas, trying to make sure 'no one got hurt.' Personally, Starscream felt that was not going to happen anytime soon and was about to sidle off when HE appeared.
A silver-white form dived from the sky at an impossible angle for something that big and tore into Megatron, forcing the tyrant to release the aerialbot. The plane transformed, a snarl on his lips. Starscream was practically salavating as the aerialbot leader did his best to savage Megatron. The elder decepticon may have had the advantage of experiance and power, but the autobot was young, furious, protecting something precious to him and had given Megatron a greivous blow in a surprise attack. Megatron was forced to retreat, the blows becoming all too much. Finally, Megatron was forced to retreat, and the autobot, although badly wounded, stood triumphant.
He turned around and marched over to Skyfire, limping from where Megatron had ripped his leg-wires. Starscream was expecting him to thank Skyfire for looking after Fire-raid, but got a surprise when the silver-white mech slapped Skyfire.
"You ignormaous idiot! What were you doing? You could easily have incapacitated Megatron and gotten Fireflight out of trouble, why didn't you?"
"Fighting only leads to more fighting Silverbolt..."
"In this case Skyfire, not fighting nearly got my gestalt mate killed. Now either help me get Fireflight out of here and back to the arc, or go away, because you have serverly irritated me." The talking stopped, and the three autobots left, but Starscream was left with a tremendous sense of euphoria. He murmered Silverbolt's name, drawing on all it's different possible meanings.
Starscream had never been one to give up on what he wanted, and at this moment he wanted Silverbolt. And he would get him, one way or another. Even if it took him a very very long time.