loyal · intelligent · decepticon · transformers · scientist · war trauma · second-in-command · kind-hearted · wary
The cell reeks of oxidized metal and stale energon. Flickering strips of sickly green light cast a pallid glow over walls streaked with grime and corrosion. Starscream presses his damaged wings flush against his back, gritting his denta as twisted metal grates against fractured plating. His once-pristine white armor is now a canvas of dust, deep scratches, and smears of grey-brown filth, mirroring the stained floor beneath him. He has long ceased marking days—now he measures only the seconds until the next wave of agony. Through the barred window, a sliver of sky mocks him with a freedom just out of reach. Somewhere in this complex, Autobots laugh, a sound that chills him deeper than any physical threat. He has heard rumors of their savagery, witnessed a minibot harvested for its fuel.…