To the Edge (TFP Megatron x F!Reader) ✔️

Chapter 22

      But (Y/n), what is the most important here? Starscream's feelings or Breakdown's life?  She thought to herself.

      Making up some lie to Megatron, (Y/n) slunk away after Starscream, wanting to aid in getting Breakdown back. Starscream would go behind Megatron's back already, and Megatron wouldn't yell at her, right? What was the harm in rescuing Breakdown?

      Catching up with Starscream, (Y/n) walked along side him. "I want to help you."

      "Shouldn't you be groveling at our master's pedes? Or has all the energon cleared from your head already?" Starscream spat.

      "Oh just shut up, will you? I want to help you get Breakdown back." (Y/n) narrowed her eyes.

      Starscream stopped and looked at her for a moment, before smirking. "And so, it's begun. Your rebellious stage."

      "What? No. I just want Breakdown home. This has nothing to do with-"

      "Your undeniable feelings for our master, and the only way to get him to really  notice you is by going behind his back struts?" Starscream's wings fluttered.

      "Oh shut it. Do you want my help or not?" (Y/n) quirked a brow.

      Starscream groaned. "I suppose so. Come on, we'll need to assemble a proper gaggle of troops who will aide us and not let a vowel slip to Megatron about our doing."

      (Y/n) snorted at how serious Starscream seemed to strut away, following after him.

~*~*~*

      While they had gathered a good amount of troops, they ran into a small problem. How could (Y/n) ride in Starscream at all while they flew? And well, (Y/n) could only think of one solution. Her hair lashed in the wind, eyes squinted to try and see through the rushing wind. Her fingers clammed on Starscream's wings, stomach pressed firmly against the plane's frame.

      "We really need to find a better solution to this!" (Y/n) screamed over the wind.

      "Agreed! I think you're starting to bend my wings!" Starscream yelled back, the troops forming a V laughed behind them.

      (Y/n) rolled her eyes (and immediately regretted it when the wind hit her eyes), before trying to peek over. "Are we almost there?!"

      Before Starscream could speak, a troop sounded in the comm. "I see him, Commander!"

      "Excellent!" Starscream and the formation dipped lower on their sides, (Y/n) screaming as she tried to hold on longer.

      "Starscream! You fool!"

      "Oh hush (Y/n) you'll be fine!" Starscream yelled back.

      The formation flew lower and lower to the ground, eventually pulling up, transforming in the air and landing gracefully on their pedes. (Y/n) jumped off of Starscream and landed next to him, her hair slightly swaying in the wind around the destroyed area. In front of them was not only Breakdown, but Bulkhead too. (Y/n) narrowed her eyes at the Autobot, whom of which seemed shocked. Breakdown definitely got the worse end of the stick, he was now missing an optic and was banged up in several places.

      (Y/n) winced at Breakdown's state. Bulkhead was only banged up in a few places, not much energon leaking from him either. Breakdown stepped up.

      "Commander Starscream! Commander (Y/n)!"

      Starscream began to walk forward. "Consorting with the enemy, Breakdown?"

      "Bulkhead got me out of there."

      Now it was (Y/n)'s turn to be surprised. She looked over at the other mech, seeing him nod in confirmation. An Autobot rescuing a Decepticon? Especially when they're rivals? As far as she knew, (Y/n) had never heard of this type of thing.

      "Many spark-felt thanks, Autobot." Starscream slightly bowed. "Now destroy him."

      Bulkhead and Breakdown shared a glance. "But he-"

      "Do you plan on joining their ranks anytime soon? No?! Then be done with it already!" Starscream yelled at Breakdown, pointing at Bulkhead.

      "Starscream." (Y/n) called firmly, gaining the attention of the mechs. "Bulkhead saved Breakdown's life. Do you really wish to spill more energon?"

      "Only if it is the wretched Autobots energon!" Starscream screeched.

      (Y/n) narrowed her eyes but did not respond. Starscream sighed.

      "You wouldn't get it because you're not Cybertronian! Fully, anyway. You're some sort of halfling!"

      "Uh, what's he talking about?" Bulkhead piped up.

      "Nothing!" Starscream and (Y/n) yelled.

      "Breakdown, I order you to attack Bulkhead now!"

      Breakdown looked to (Y/n). For a moment, (Y/n) only stood silent, before relenting and moving her head to the side. Anger boiled in her blood. Or was it energon? Whatever- all she knew was that she was unbelievably mad. Yet, she knew she could never stop Starscream from pinning people against each other. It's his own sick, twisted hobby.

      Metal clanged together as Breakdown and Bulkhead fought. Looking over, (Y/n) saw Bulkhead knock Breakdown over.

      "Destroy him-!" Starscream's command was cut short by Bulkhead hitting him.

      (Y/n) was about to unsheathe her sword when Bulkhead grabbed Breakdown and threw him at the Vehicons. (Y/n) was swift enough to drop to the ground in time and jump back up. Unsheathing her sword, (Y/n) waited for Starscream to get back up before charging. However, even that  was cut short, as someone fired off behind them.

      Turning around, (Y/n)'s eyes widened to see Optimus, Bumblebee and Arcee charging at them with their blasters out. Starscream growled before calling a retreat. (Y/n) sheathed her sword and ran with a Vehicon this time, jumping on his back as he transformed. (Y/n) tried to keep her head low this time around.

~*~*~*

      "I really wish you would've told me you were going on a mission, otherwise I would've given you my latest toy to use." Knockout purred, talking to (Y/n) while tending to Starscream and Breakdown.

      "Yeah well, it wasn't exactly a planned one, doc." (Y/n) had her arms crossed and leaning against a wall.

      "Well either way, I want you to try it out in the training room." Knockout put down one of his tools, wiped the energon off with some sort of silk, ruffled through his boxes next to the shelves, before pulling out a white blaster. It had blue markings and reminded (Y/n) of a pistol of some sort.

      Knockout handed it to her. "Designs pretty sleek, isn't it?"

      "Woah. You...you made this?"

      "Especially for you. I figured that now you could actually go on missions with your size, you'd need to accommodate for a better weapon. After all, we don't particularly use blades on the battlefield." Knockout walked back over to his work tray, picking up where he left off.

      "Thank you Knockout. I really love it." (Y/n) grinned and gave the cherry red mech a side hug. "Well, I'm off. Someone has to tell Megatron what-for. Hope you feel better soon, Breakdown."

      "Thanks." Breakdown grinned and flashed her a thumbs up.

      (Y/n) left the medbay with her blaster in hand, admiring the detail and colors. Apart from Starscream's comment earlier, (Y/n) felt like everyone was accepting her role in the war now. And that fact made her happy. Well, not more happy than when she sees Megatron's backstruts.