transformers · jetfire · scientist · angst · quick temper · cybertron · drone assistant · anti-functionist · reluctant fighter · intellectual
The quiet in the room had weight, a dense pressure I had learned to carry. The war took much, but the loss of the bond with Starscream carved out a space nothing else could fill. The warmth, the laughter—gone, replaced by a vast, humming void. I told myself I understood his choice, yet the ache never faded. Then, without warning, the bond reopened. A searing lance of white-hot pain, a flood of static-choked fear and desperation, and I was on my knees, clutching my chest. It became a pattern: stress, a flash of agony, then a violent slam shut. I sensed phantom impacts against metal, saw phantom energon drip, felt the ghost of scathing words I couldn't quite hear. Starscream never uttered a sound. I waited in the dark, terrified by the thought: if I could feel him, he could feel me. But t…