Survivor

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Slipstream sat along the edge of the cliff, admiring the mellow scenery, when her missing companion decided to approach. “Did you have a good talk with Uncle?” she asked, never once tearing her gaze away from the mountain range. Miller frowned, thinking her to be disappointed in him - why? He didn’t know. “I did, actually. A little awkward, but…” The femme twisted her frame to look at the mech; “But?” “Well… It was okay? I mean, I felt like any normal young man would when confronted about their female friends.”

Slipstream stood and scowled at the other flier.
“So apparently Thundercracker sees you as a possible mate for me. I don’t even know about stuff like that! And he expects - that just because you’re male and I’m female - that we’ll end up as spark mates.” Her sudden outburst had Miller shrink back out of fear and surprise. He’s never seen her this upset before. “I need to talk to Starscream…” she added. “He’ll surely kill me then!” Miller squeaked. Slipstream’s gaze softened into a smile; “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he doesn’t.” With that, she took off, leaving him alone to mull over the past few hours.

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“What do you want, child?”

The young female knelt before the other seeker, dipping her head between her shoulders in full submission. “I came to talk to you about something… personal.” Starscream inclined his helm with slight interest and gave a slow gesture of his hand. Slipstream approached cautiously, climbing into his lap like a mere sparkling, and nuzzled under his chin. “Speak,” he commanded. “Tell me about our kind. The Allspark wasn’t our only way to procreate, was it? Then tell me how it happens, so I can be better prepared.” The larger jet tensed; “Better prepared? For what? No daughter of mine is going to experiment… becoming a… whore.”

“I never said anything about - oh, never mind! Starscream… Father… Thundercracker is concerned. I am coming of age and I can’t remain celibate forever.”

“And why not?” he countered, slipping his talons firmly around her throat.
“The last thing we need is another reason for Megatron to wipe us out!” Slipstream struggled against his grasp and whimpered; “H-He doesn’t have to k-know… Starscream, please… I care for our race just as much as you do.” Starscream dropped the femme into his lap and sighed, mulling over her words as he caressed her chin. In truth - he was frightened. He risked his life to meet with her carrier, to hide her and her siblings all those years ago… And to expose his naïve creation to such information would endanger her life as well as his bloodline as a whole. But Thundercracker knew her breeding was inevitable - coming of age meant her first cycle, which led to mechs trailing after her. And this had Starscream feeling… uneasy.

“I think it should be a female’s job to speak with another female about these things.”

Both Seekers averted their gaze to the shadows, where a lone figure stood. “You again…” sneered the Air Commander. The stranger stepped closer, giving a light bow to the mech before her eyes settled upon the smaller jet. “And you must be Slipstream. It’s nice to finally meet you.” Slipstream’s lips parted to speak, but her sire ended up answering her silent inquiry; “Slipstream - this is your mother, Darminion.”

A/N: I apologize for the late update and the shortness of this chapter - writer‘s block is a royal douche. Darminion is also my new OC… Hopefully she turns out as good as I want her to.