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[yami_samuraiflo]

As said previously, I writen a few fics about Transformers. This one was the first. Hope you will like. And sorry for any mistake you will find in the text.

Title: Filicide

Rating: PG-13 or T - Humor

Pairing: None.

Characters: Thundercracker, Skywarp, mentions of Megatron, Motormaster, Sideswipes and Sunstreaker.

Summary: Thundercracker wasn’t Skywarp’s creator, but he might as well have been.

 

Inspired by a plot bunny on tf_bunny_farm

 

Somedays, Thundercracker though Primus had a personnal vendetta against him. Actually, no, he was fairly certain the mystical entity had every reason to hate him. What reasons, he didn’t know and didn’t care but he fragging knew it. It would explain quite a number of things, such as the insanity of his wingmates.

 

Thundercracker himself didn’t think of himself as a model of stability and sanity, but among his peers, well, he was actually pretty mild.

 

Starscream and Skywarp were truly an handful, and he didn’t like that. Now, he didn’t hate them, per se. No, really. But sometimes, he had a hard time keeping himself from just shooting them down, and be done with it.

 

Though in hindsight, he supposed he would not have the time to shoot Starscream; given their past history and the nature of the relationship between their leader and SIC, the possibility that Megatron would beat him to that was very high.

 

That still left him to deal with Skywarp...

 

Now, he would just have to pull the trigger at the right time, and bam... there would be one less member in their very disfunctionnal wing.

 

Well, perhaps he wouldn’t be able to shoot ‘Warp. And not just because the other Seeker could teleport anywhere, whenever he wanted to. If Thundercracker was honest with himself, even if he was an annoyance on regular basis, he didn’t much fancy the idea of ripping his comrade to shreds.

 

Probably because he took too much care of him to do so.

 

If he thought objectively about it, Thundercraker wasn’t Skywarp’s creator, but he might as well have been.

 

Somehow it was trying, and he wondered sometimes what he would give up first: his life or his sanity.

 

Keeping the black and purple Seeker alive was a full-time job. Between the “Jet Judo” practice of the two psychotics Autoscum Twins, the very acurate ennemy fire and the – sometimes – even more acurate friendly fire, it was a wonder the black and purple nuisance was even alive.

 

Worrying for the stupid mech was really a bother, but he couldn’t stop. He didn’t really know why. Perhaps because Skywarp was his best and possibly only friend in the whole army. Perhaps because he though of the other Seeker like his own creation, or a younger brother at the best –  even though they were the same age, for Primus’ sake! – and didn’t want a stupid end to befall him.

 

Yeah. No matter how hard or stressful keeping an optic on ‘Warp could be, he would stand by his side, ready to help. Well, if they were in battle, he could do so. He had the chance to scrap Autobots by doing so.

 

But if Skywarp tried to paint Motormaster in that 'lovely shade of pink’ one more time, and the Stunticons leader caught him, he wouldn’t stand up for him. Self preservation was more important than saving a fool.

 

Really.

 

He just needed a bit more time to convince himself.

 

"Yo, TC! What’s with the somber face?"

 

Ah, speaking of the Pit-spawned turbo-wolf...

 

Mentally, Thundercracker began to list any possible damage his wingmate could have suffered in the thirty minutes he had managed to escape his surveillance.

 

Hum, he didn’t have any signs of mauling gained in an encouter with an engered bigger mech... no blaster marks caused by a fusion canon, so he had managed to avoid crossing Megatron... no suspicious wound or scorch marks on any part of his body...

 

Thundercracker was actually impressed, and said so.

 

"You’re uninjured..."

 

Skywarp didn’t seem to get the point. Of course he was uninjured! He didn't do anything... this time. Not for lack of trying, but Soundwave had been there, and he wasn’t stupid enough to get caught in front of the resident telepath.

 

Not that he would ever say so to Thundercracker. Instead he just shrugged, like if it were nothing.

 

"Yeah, so..."

"You managed to avoid problems?"

 

Ah, here came the issue, Thundercracker though. Upon hearing these words, Skywarp truly looked offended. He was now pouting like a spoiled sparkling who hadn’t gotten what he wanted, and Thundercracker tried very hard not to smile.

 

"Oh, really, I’m not that much of a klutz!"

"Perhaps not so much," answered the blue jet, nodding to himself. "Suicidal? Now, that an option I hadn’t considered until now..."

"TC! I’m not so bad!"

 

Thundercracker fought to not laught.

 

"Really? Who’s the one who seems ignorant of the meaning of ‘self-preservation'?"

"Eh, I don’t search for trouble...most of the time," he added after a few seconds.

"Yeah, right..."

"Ah, come on! It’s not like I will end up as spare parts in the Constructicons' workshop if I'm out of your sight more than five astroclicks. It didn’t happen yet, and it there's no reason it will.

"Well...I suppose I worry too much," Thundercracker relented, smilling softly. "But then again, I can’t stop thinking of whatever you’re up to, or whatever you’re put through whenever you’re not with me..."

 

And then, red alerts began to flash in differents parts of his CPU, because he finally caught on to something. Skywarp was grinning. And a grinning Skywarp tended to attract trouble like a gigantic superpowered magnet.

 

He hated that grin.

 

"Ah, TC, you’re worried for me? That’s so nice of you! Come here; let me give you a hug!"

 

Smiling like the slagging idiot he was, Skywarp put his arms around the blue Seeker’s shoulders and letting go before he teleported away, giggling madly.

 

The other Seeker remained still for a time, optics wider than normal, until he heard something that sounded like a snigger right behind him. Turning slightly, he saw nothing; but after a second, he thought he saw something in the rafters...

 

It didn’t take Swindle to bet that one of Soundwave’s Cassettes was right here and had seen everything.

 

Thundercraker twitched and reached for his weapon seconds before he began lurking through hallways, searching for the soon to be dead-mech.

 

Scrap any possible ‘parental concern’ he may have had for the other jet. What were the chances ‘Warp had known they had company? Very hight, if someone asked him. He would not have said anything if they had been in private, but there was no way he'd let this humiliation pass.

 

Sudenly, he understood perfectly well why some organics chose to kill off their own offsprings...

 

What was the name again? Ah, yes. Filicide. Such a nice concept...

 

Comments

[cheysulinight.livejournal.com]

Cute! Poor Thundercracker (and poor Skywarp when Thundercracker gets a hold of him).

[yami-samuraiflo.livejournal.com]

Poor Skywarp indeed. But then again, it's his own fault. TC just trying to defend his honor, I suppose.