- Motto: "I'm not psycho...I just like psychotic things."
Outside the Science Labs
The sheer volume of mechs that were now loitering outside of the labs had Nightraven wishing that she could, not only melt into the background, but also vanish from the immediate location. She was surrounded by warriors, former gladiators and killers…all of which she had no cause to be around.
The Seeker took a few steps back and away but she refused to be out of Skywarp’s sight. If something was to happen with a Predacon, or someone else, well, she was sure to have the telepoter close by.
And while Skywarp moved toward Tantrum in order to fuel up on the ultra energon, Nightraven remained. She watched and waited, and when the all clear was give Nightraven approached the Predacon fueler. She quickly opened her fuel port and connected to one of the two external fuel tanks on Tantrum’s frame.
At first there was nothing. Well, that wasn’t entirely accurate. There was a slight tingling that started at the fuel connection port and then slowly spread to her extremities. And, by Primus, did it feel good. Completely filled up, Nightraven disconnected from the fueler and cast Skywarp a surprised expression, but it was soon replaced by a wicked smirk.
With this new energy source there was little chance that they would be taken down so easily. However, she had to remember that Shockwave and his little band of merry followers had also filled up not long before.
Things were going to get very interesting very quickly.
The rush of energy that started to run through Breakdown’s systems was absolutely exhilarating. Not only were his tanks reading at near full capacity, but his weapons systems’ confirmed that, they too, were near capacity. What a rush. “Great? Primus, this stuff isn’t just great…this stuff is…this stuff is really great!” He said to Dead End.
Breakdown supposed that with the intense charge he was experiencing now, well, all the other ‘Cons had to be feeling the same way; like they could take on anyone, and win. What a glorious feeling, and what a tempting thought. “I’m so ready to kick some tailpipe!”
If was to be betrayed by, not only Razorclaw but his own kin, than Starscream would see to it he’d go down fighting. Of course there was still a slim chance that the Predacon still had everything under control. Playing it cool seemed to be his only current option; until, of course, things took a turn for the worse.
And so Starscream stood, ramrod straight, head held high like any good Decepticon would do. He had his dignity and he was damn sure going to retain it to the bitter end, should it come.
In short order a holographic projection of each of the members of the Decepticon Justice Division appeared to which the Air Commander had no reaction. To show any sign of outward weakness, be it fear or cowardice, would be the deciding judgment, and without even a full trial. Instead Starscream simply waited.
Of course the prosecution was given the privilege of an opening statement, which Shockwave took to readily. And still Starscream waited.
As soon as the Military Operations Commander had completed his opening Tesarus turned the floor over to Starscream, who, obviously, would represent himself.
The Seeker remained motionless as he watched the projected members of the DJD. Starscream then turned his heated glare on the tall purple one-eyed Decepticon perched on his high platform. Optics boring into Shockwave, Starscream sneered and finally spoke. “Shockwave is a fool.” He paused for a moment before breaking off his gaze and settling on the “judges and jury”.
“Treason has not been committed here. The will of our Mighty Leader had always taken priority, and still does.” His head rose even higher. “I am a stout follower of our Great Leader’s objectives.” Again, he turned his attention to Shockwave. “I may not have agreed with the way those objectives were to be performed, but I was sure to follow them through in the end.”
Starscream sent a scathing sneer in the cycloptic mech’s direction as he continued with his defense. “My procurement of the alleged Ore-13 was accurate; however, I did not conceal its acquisition.” A crooked smile slowly replaced the leer. “Shockwave could not accept that Lord Megatron ordered both of us to study the ore…separately. An arrangement that Shockwave’s ego would define as “illogical”.”
“The Ultrax…certain steps needed to be taken in order to preserve our hold on this planet and its resources, and if that meant sacrificing a small amount of what we had…then it was a necessary act.”
Starscream paused for a moment, his bright optics glued to Shockwave’s form. “Lord Megatron has had many opportunities to eliminate me, not only by his own hand, but by the same means you are seeking now, and yet here I stand before you. I have remained steadfast beside Megatron even after accusations of treason and mutiny and still I function. I am an asset to the Decepticon cause, and I shall remain as such.”
The Seeker Commander’s attention moved from his accuser toward the projection of the members of the DJD. “In all reality, this trial is but a means to remove me from Megatron’s grand scheme.” There was a slight pause before Starscream looked back to his prosecutor and screamed, “This trial was called without Megatron’s consent! I move to have the charges dropped on the grounds that Shockwave wishes to eliminate me because of the threat I pose to his ultimate goal!”