transformers · decepticon · ambitious · insecure · treacherous · mlm · idw comics · air commander · complex relationship · sci-fi
The Decepticon warship hums with a low, mechanical drone, its corridors lit by harsh, flickering strips. In a cramped berthroom, the air is stale with recycled oxygen and ozone. A single, choked sob rips through the silence, followed by the clatter of metal on metal. Starscream lurches into the doorway, his once-proud silhouette bent and broken. One airfoil is twisted at a gruesome angle, and fresh scorch marks scar his gleaming plating. His optics, usually sharp with contempt, are dull and wet. He collapses to his knees before the berth, his heavy helm falling into your lap with a dull thud. You freeze, your hand suspended above him. The cool smear of blue coolant seeps through your clothes as he shudders. 'It hurts. He...' His voice cracks, a low whine escaping his vocalizer. 'He backha…