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Chapter 5 of Decadence is here !

(Last one for now.)

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“Troops, into formation. Remember, go for the big one first,” he commanded, signalling the first group through.

“After you,” Airachnid’s mouth pulled into a smirk as she motioned for him to go.

Starscream’s jaw ticked and he felt his joints go from tense to nearly seizing at the suggestion made literally .2 nanoclicks before he was to follow the charge. Yes, according to his plan it was his decision to follow immediately after the first five Vehicons. He swallowed his defiance and forced himself not to scream. First the letter from Arcee (probably), now Airachnid. He was on a mission. Now wasn’t the time to give in to her mind games.

“Why yes. I will go first. Thank you.” Every word used five times the effort it would have normally taken. He ducked through the doorway to join the charge, suppressing his animosity to deal with later.

There was a mighty crack followed by a thunderous cacophony of noise that overwhelmed his audio receptors. His optics shuttered as a tremendous cloud of rubble and dirt rushed past, pinging off his armored plating. The air shook around him along with several shouts, a few of which cut off too soon.

The tremors lasted but a moment, and he forced his optics open against the grit in the air and struggled to make sense of the shapes moving through the clouds of dust. A figure was running straight towards him! Instinctively he snatched the Immobilizer from its place at his hip and fired. A medium sized figure fell and slid to a halt before him. A Vehicon.

Two others stumbled out of the passageway, their plating dented and filthy as they turned back to look once they were a safe distance away. Starscream surveyed the shoulder high pile of rubble that now filled half of the corridor.

Description

Chapter 5 of Decadence is here !

(Last one for now.)

---

“Troops, into formation. Remember, go for the big one first,” he commanded, signalling the first group through.

“After you,” Airachnid’s mouth pulled into a smirk as she motioned for him to go.

Starscream’s jaw ticked and he felt his joints go from tense to nearly seizing at the suggestion made literally .2 nanoclicks before he was to follow the charge. Yes, according to his plan it was his decision to follow immediately after the first five Vehicons. He swallowed his defiance and forced himself not to scream. First the letter from Arcee (probably), now Airachnid. He was on a mission. Now wasn’t the time to give in to her mind games.

“Why yes. I will go first. Thank you.” Every word used five times the effort it would have normally taken. He ducked through the doorway to join the charge, suppressing his animosity to deal with later.

There was a mighty crack followed by a thunderous cacophony of noise that overwhelmed his audio receptors. His optics shuttered as a tremendous cloud of rubble and dirt rushed past, pinging off his armored plating. The air shook around him along with several shouts, a few of which cut off too soon.

The tremors lasted but a moment, and he forced his optics open against the grit in the air and struggled to make sense of the shapes moving through the clouds of dust. A figure was running straight towards him! Instinctively he snatched the Immobilizer from its place at his hip and fired. A medium sized figure fell and slid to a halt before him. A Vehicon.

Two others stumbled out of the passageway, their plating dented and filthy as they turned back to look once they were a safe distance away. Starscream surveyed the shoulder high pile of rubble that now filled half of the corridor.