Seeker In Crisis.

Summary: What would happen if Starscream lost his wingbrothers? How would he react? How would he cope - or otherwise? What if, in this state, he ran into Sam?

Rating: Probably T, but M for safety.

Disclaimer: Transformers and all named characters within belong to Hasbro and Dreamworks/Paramount. Many of the speculations within come from the realm of fanon…

Warning: Character deaths.

A/N: This bunny kindly donated by Sharam on . Thank you for such a wonderful idea.

Seeker In Crisis.

Chapter One: Starscream's Loss.

Starscream went straight from second-stage recharge to full wakefulness as a wave of terror hit him through the trine-bond. He sat up, wildly looking about for danger before realising it was not danger to himself, but to either Thundercracker or Skywarp, both many light-years away, that he was feeling.

He knew his wingbrothers were en-route to the mudball he was currently staying on, he had received communications to that effect, but also knew they were far distant.

He gasped as he received two more jolts of fear down his bond, and realised that wherever they were, both Thundercracker and Skywarp were in some great danger. He was about ready to shoot off and find them, although logic told him that by the time he got there, it was likely to be over, but logic had checked out a few seconds before.

As he had just decided to go anyway, he arched and screamed as a far bigger jolt of fear came down the bond, fear, and pain, and something more. He could feel something of his trine-mate's feelings and sensations, and he collapsed in a screaming, twitching heap as he felt the flames that had engulfed Thundercracker as phantoms on his own sensors.

He had barely begun to come back to himself when a pulse of alarm from Skywarp caught him up, and as he felt the bond between himself and Thundercracker shatter as the latter's Spark died, he was caught up in the sensations Skywarp was enduring, his body twisting under imaginary stresses just as Skywarp's body was twisting under all-too real ones.

Starscream was barely aware of his own surroundings in the cold, damp, and empty hangar on the abandoned airfield he had hidden in as his mind joined Skywarp's along the bond. He pressed against the floor of the hangar, screeching and keening, as he felt Skywarp's upper and lower body twist in opposite directions, moaned in pain and grief as he felt his wingbrother's gorgeous wings tear and shred under the pressure.

When Skywarp's Spark finally guttered and died, the shock sent Starscream straight into recharge.

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When Starscream finished rebooting, he moaned at the memory of the feelings and the pain, whimpered as he remembered feeling the Sparks of his wingbrothers dying, pulling at his own Spark.

Tentatively he reached out for the familiar presence of his wingbrothers in the trine-bond, and was brought up short as he felt nothing.

He had hoped that at least one of his impressions might be mistaken, that maybe one of them still lived, but he could not even find the bonds, let alone those who were connected to him by them. Even at a distance, he had always had an impression that they were there, not neccessarily close enough to communicate, but just there, comforting presences he could reach out to before he went into recharge, a comfort merely by their presence, but now, there was nothing. All that was left of the bond and the wingbrothers he had shared it with was a distant memory. He was now alone.

Starscream curled into a tight little ball, and keened in fear and pain.