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Seeking Humanity	By : nightfire69 Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
Warnings: Swearing, sexual innuendo and sex.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Thrust, Ramjet, Dirge, Buster Witwicky, Wildrider, Dead End, Mirage, or Hound the Decepticons, or the Autobots, they are owned by Hasbro. I do own Erica Witwicky and Yvette Witwicky.
Author’s Notes: I apologize for writing three new chapters and having them up in less than a week. My writer’s block just broke and the story demanded to be written and posted ASAP. At least now I’m at a point where I can think on what to and where to go next in the story as well as other pet projects I’m working on. As for the reviews, keep them comin’ because only you can help feed the plot bunnies. XD

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The following morning Starscream awoke to see Erica’s side of the bed made up. Something was wrong. She always waited till both of them to be up before she made the bed. This didn’t feel right to Starscream. This didn’t feel right at all.

Jumping out of bed and quickly getting dressed, Starscream darted out of the room to Dirge’s room. Opening the door, Starscream saw Dirge getting dressed, but no Erica.

“Hay! Knock before barging in a guy’s room!” snapped Dirge, “I’m getting dressed here!”

“Sorry.” Starscream snipped back as he shut Dirge’s door and headed to Thrust’s and Ramjet’s room.

Seeing no sign of Erica in their room; Starscream slammed their door shut waking both of them as he walked to Skywarp’s and Thundercracker’s room.

“What the slag?” mumbled Thrust.

“Who the glitch, knows.” Snarled Ramjet.

Opening Thundercracker’s and Skywarp’s room to see a sleeping Thundercracker, but no Skywarp or Erica ether.

“Where in the fucking universe did that girl go!” grumbled Starscream as he slammed the door waking up Thundercracker.

Lifting his head up, Thundercracker groggily asked, “What girl, Screamer?”

Walking down stairs where the entrance way connects to the kitchen and the living room, Starscream found Erica. Lying down on the floor in front of the living room fireplace in the loving embrace of Skywarp. Who both seemed to be sleeping.

‘How could she do this to me?’ thought Starscream as his jealousy started to consume him, ‘What did that fucking prick say to get you to sleep with him?’

Well, that did it.

“Skywarp get up now!” screeched Starscream.

Waking up just long enough to give Starscream the bird, “Fuck you, and let me sleep.” Said Skywarp before hiding his head underneath his pillow.

“What did Sky do to piss you off?” asked Erica as she sat up.

Grabbing Skywarp by the forearm, Starscream yanked Skywarp hard of the floor so he could face him. “He knows to fucking damn well what he did.”

“Did? DID?!?! What is your fucking problem Starscream?” snapped Skywarp.

“Problem? You really want to know what my fucking problem is? My problem is you! Asshole!”

“What did I do?” asked Skywarp.

“Look, I woke up to find Erica’s side of the bed still made and then I come down here to see you sleeping with her on the floor. So what did you say to her to have her sleep you? Huh?” yelled Starscream, then turning his attention from Skywarp to Erica. “Was he good?”

Standing up, Erica asked Starscream, “What are you implying? That I had sex with Skywarp?”

“Yes!” said Starscream coldly.

On the stairs, the other’s where listening intensely on what was being said. They didn’t say a word. Dirge, Thundercracker, Thrust and Ramjet were to fucking scared to. What was going to happen next was going affect how the rest of the day was going to play out. And no one would expect it. Especially Starscream .

“SLAP!!!” was the sound of Erica’s hand making hard and painful contact with the left side of Starscream’s face.

Shortly after the face slap, Erica stared to lecture to Starscream. “How fucking dare you! Just because you and I share the same bed Starscream doesn’t give you the right to assume I belong to you! I don’t belong to you or anyone else for that matter! And as for me sleeping around with the other guys, whether it’s just sleeping or actual sex, it doesn’t matter; I will spread my legs for anyone of you six Seekers whenever I have the urge to. And your chances of screwing me are dwindling like water in the Sahara dessert. So if I where you, I would really think about where your sexual priorities lie.”

After snapping at Starscream, Erica walked towards the stairs to her room. Walking up the stairs, she saw the other Seekers quickly move out of her way, not saying a word and all their eyes lowered in respect. A few minutes latter Erica comes out of her room groomed and dressed and walks into the dining room. All the Seekers where there except for Starscream who was outside on the back porch drinking a bottle of cold beer.

“Dirge, come on, we’re going for a drive and you’re drivin’.” Said Erica calmly as possible with out starting to cry. “Sky, I’m sorry about earlier.”

Looking up at her, Skywarp nodded his head and lightly smiled as to tell Erica that he was fine and everything was going to be okay.

Following her, Dirge and Erica walked into the garage and quietly drove off.

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Outside Starscream was grieving. Erica stomped on his heart and shattered it. Or so it seemed to him anyway. She was right. All to right and Starscream knew it and he personally hated it.

‘Starscream you fucking fool. How could you be so fucking stupid to jump the gun like that.’ Thought Starscream as he threw an empty beer bottle towards the ally.

“Ouch, watch were you throw things, for Primus’s sake!”

Looking up he saw a dark gray Ferrari with red trim; it was Wildrider.

“Sorry, Wildrider, I didn’t think anyone was back there.” Said Starscream mournfully.

Catching the tone of Starscream voice, Wildrider sarcastically replied, “You sound worse than Dirge, Thundercracker and Dead End combined.”

The only reply Wildrider got from Starscream was a quick, light smile, before returning to a sad frown. He could tell something was eating up Starscream and bad. The type bad that only a good talk and listen session could cure. Wildrider wasn’t a therapist by any means, but deep down in both his spark and CPU he knew that Starscream needed someone to talk to.

“What to go for a ride Starscream?” asked Wildrider.

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As they drove there was only quiet. Looking at Erica out of the corner of he’s eye, Dirge could tell she was on the verge of tears. He knew he had to do something to get Erica off of Starscream; at least for a little while. Center City was a good size city so there should be something to do.
He still remembered Thrust, Ramjet and him chasing down Powerglide and that human Astoria Carlton-Ritz in the park; and getting sprayed with soda from a destroyed soda machine. Talk about your sticky situations. He had the hardest time removing that stuff and being stalked by Insecticons for a week because of the sweet smell on him afterwards. But that was then, but this is now and he had to think of something to keep her occupied.

“Alrighty then.” Said Dirge positively, “So what do you want to do? We got the whole day to ourselves, so we might as well make the best of it. So what do ya say?”

“Well…” she sniffled a little, “There is a Dada and Surrealism, exhibit at the art museum I been wanting to see.”

“Okay, the art museum it is then.” Said Dirge as he drove towards the art museum, “Oh, by the way Ricky.”

“Ya, Dirge?”

“What is Dada anyway?” he asked.

“Oh, dear lord.” She sighed and smacked her head with her hand.

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“So Starscream, what in the name of Prime is wrong with you?” asked Wildrider to the heartbroken Seeker sitting in his driver’s seat.

Then giving a barely audible whisper Starscream murmured, “Erica and I had a fight.”
There was a long pause.

“We fought. Erica told me that she wasn’t mine; she didn’t belong to anyone or me. She’s right. She is free to be with anyone she wishes.” Starscream’s voice was more audible now, but still heartbroken.

“And what do you think she thinks of you?” asked Wildrider.

Starscream sunk low in the seat, “She must fucking despise me with a burning passion.”

Wildrider asked another question, “How does that make you feel?”

“Hurt, betrayed, angry.”

“Let’s dig a little deeper Screamer.” Said Wildrider like a professional therapist, “And what else do you feel?”

There was another long pause.

“And really, really guilty.” Said Starscream as he sunk further down the driver’s seat.

Wildrider could get use to this therapy stuff, it was kind of fun. Even though he was winging it right now, with Starscream of all people, he thought he was doing pretty well. He had to see what was up with Starscream and the other Seekers when heard about Dead End’s encounter with the Seeker commander at the hospital a few months back.
He knew that Dead End hit a nerve in Starscream; Dead End came back with a nasty key scratch on his driver’s side door when he blurted out to Starscream that Starscream was in love with the human that his was staying with. Why else would Screamer do such a thing? If Starscream wasn’t in love with the human then he would did something else with his chance encounter with Dead End. So to make sure that Dead End wasn’t lying and to protect himself from getting a new waste port from Starscream; Wildrider had to pick out he’s next words to Starscream very carefully.

“So let me ask you this. What is more important to you right now? The leadership of the Decepticons or this human female?”

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As the day went on, Erica’s attitude shifted from sad and hurt to happy and horny. The art museum was fun. Explaining to Dirge that Man Ray’s “Gift” as not a drycleaner’s revenge weapon for ironing clothing, because it looked like an old fashioned iron with nails glued to the surface where it pressed the clothes, was quite entertaining. As well as Erica trying to explain the definition of Dada to him when he gave the best explanation for it when he saw Marcel Duchamp’s “Bicycle Wheel.”

“This is Dada.” Said Erica pointing at a stool with an old ten speed front with a tireless wheel attached.

“It’s just a bicycle wheel on a stool?”

“Yes.” Said Erica nodding her head in agreement.

“This isn’t art!” emphasized Dirge.

Smiling at him for understanding what Dada was, “Exactly!”

Then Dirge asked a really stupid question. “So please tell me, what is Dada again?”

“Groan” grumbled Erica and smacking her and on her head.

After the museum Erica was in just the right mood to take what she said earlier to Starscream to heart. About her spreading her legs for any Seeker when the mood struck her. She drove this time to one of her favorite places out side of town. An old turn of the century cemetery.

Getting out of the car, Dirge looked around and smiled, “My kind of place. Calm, quiet, dead to the world.”

“Funny.” Said Erica as she walked up next to him and stated to unbutton and remove her blouse and unclip and remove her bra till all Dirge saw was her large, perky breasts. “So tell me funny man who has the better eyes Rene Magritte’s painting “Le Viol” or mine?”

Remembering the surrealism painting she was referring to as a woman’s head whose face only consisted of a pair of boobs for eyes and a triangle of pubic hair for a mouth. “Yours of course,” said Dirge with a smile, “because you let me touch them.”

Erica quickly made her demands, “I wanna fuck.”

“What?!” Dirge was totally off guard on this one.

“You heard me. I wanna fuck. Your big, hard cock in my tight, wet cunt. That’s what I drove us hear for and that’s what I want. I wanna fuck.”

He heard Erica as clear as crystal, then he said, “What about Starscr…”

Shutting his mouth with her finger, “Don’t say his name because all I want from you Dirge is to feel you inside of me. So do you want to touch my belly button from the inside don’t you?”

All Dirge could do is nod his head yes as a shit eating grin started to show on his face.

“Good,” replied Erica, “now take off your clothes and fuck me!”

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Starscream didn’t answer right away. That really worried Wildrider. Then Wildrider thought to himself, ‘I shouldn’t have asked him that. I have a really bad feeling that he’s going to do something to me a lot worse tan he did Dead End. I just know it.’

“Her.” Said Starscream quietly.

“Wha???” said Wildrider in confusion. No screaming, no ripping off internals, no braking of glass from his insides? Starscream not going nuclear? What is this universe coming too?

“Erica, I choose Erica.” Then Starscream continued, “The leadership of the Decepticons, the entire universe, my life means nothing to me without Erica.”

‘No fucking way. Impossible. This guy can’t be Starscream. Or at least the Starscream I know.’ thought Wildrider, then he said, “Starscream, I’m no expert on the love thing, but the one thing I know is this. Your jealousy with the other jets isn’t going to win you any brownie points, as the humans call it, when dealing with Erica. I hate to say it buddy, but you have to go and apologize to the guys and really apologize to Erica. Because it looks like to me that you don’t have many choices left now do you Starscream?”

“I hate to admit it Wildrider, but you are right. I do have to apologize to all of them, especially Erica for acting like a total asshole.” Said Starscream sincerely.

Wildrider then asked, “Crisis averted?”

Starscream was starting to smile a little now, “Crisis averted.”

“Okey-doke, lets take you home then.” Said Wildrider as he felt Starscream straiten himself out.

“Hay, Wildrider?”

“Ya, Starscream?”

“Can you take the scenic root, so the others have a chance to cool off?” asked Starscream.

“Sure, no problem.” Said Wildrider. Then thinking to himself, ‘Wise decision, Screamer. Very wise indeed.’

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“What is he doing?” asked Hound who was using his holoprojector to disguise himself as a very large maple tree.

“It looks like Dirge is taking off his clothes.” Replied Mirage who was invisible, “Don’t tell me. Is he isn’t actually going to…”

“It looks like it to me.” Snickered Hound to Mirage through their comlink as he saw Erica lying on the ground with her legs wide open and Dirge positioning himself to enter her.

Hound and Mirage where at the cemetery before Erica and Dirge ever showed up to stop some young punks from vandalizing the site. But before they had a chance to leave, Erica and Dirge showed up.

“Damn, you feel good.” Said Dirge as he pounded her in pleasure.

“I thought you would.” Cooed Erica as she started to grind him and meeting him for stoke to stroke.

Both Autobot stood quiet as Erica’s and Dirge’s fucking progressed. Awestruck, but quiet. They weren’t expecting to see this today, or any other day for that matter. Not that they never scene humans have sex before. Both of them have scene their share of Earth porn, but this was Erica. Their Erica. Not only that, but she was having sex with Dirge. Their enemy and a Decepticon to boot. In other words, this situation as a whole was just too damn weird.

“Turn over! On your hand and knees bitch!” demanded Dirge with a smile as he waited for Erica to get into position.

Complying, Erica seductively asked, “Is this what you want?”

As she wiggled her butt in the air to get Dirge’s attention, Dirge slapped her ass and entered her. She was in heaven. Dirge was touching all the right places and she was on the verge of orgasm. Dirge knew he had to be doing something right. Why else would her pussy clamp around him like it was. The feel of her around him was wonderful. Out and out wonderful. He was practically out of it when Dirge heard Erica say something he didn’t quite catch the first time she said it.

“Did you say something?” he asked with heavy breaths.

Repeating herself with a more domineering voice, “I want you to fuck me hard, fast and deep. Now!”

“As you wish.” Said Dirge with a smile as his pace quickened and he pushed himself deeper in to her with each maddening thrust. As soon as it began, Dirge felt Erica clamp down with all her might as she started to spasm. Following suit, Dirge exploded inside of her. Still watching them where Hound and Mirage. Both where flabbergasted to say the least.

“I can’t believe they did it.” Gasped Mirage in shock at what he and Hound just saw. “Right here, out in the open like that.”

Hound on the other hand was a tad bit jealous and his voice reflected that. “That good-for-nothing, no-account, son-of-a-fucking-retro-rat!” fumed Hound as he and Mirage saw Erica and Dirge finish up, get dressed, get into Erica’s car and leave.

After seeing Dirge and Erica leave the cemetery, both Hound and Mirage became visible again. Then Mirage said, “Is someone I know a little jealous of Dirge right now or am I just imagining things.”

“Oh, shut up.” Spat Hound as he smacked Mirage on the back of the head.

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Wildrider drove up to the Erica’s house and let Starscream out. “You know Starscream, I think everything is going to be okay for ya. See ya later.”

“Thanks, see you later Wildrider.” Said Starscream as he saw Wildrider back out of the driveway and drive off.

Walking back into the house through the front door, Starscream walked into the kitchen to see the Seekers he left at the house earlier. All of them stared at their commanding officer with various expressions on their faces. From down right miffed from Skywarp, to outright concern from Thundercracker; and a ‘ho-hum, so what else is new’ from Thrust to a ‘ya what the fuck ever’ from Ramjet.

That’s when Starscream took a deep breath, bucked-up and started apologizing. “Look. Skywarp, I’m really sorry about attacking you like that. Like an idiot, I came up with the wrong conclusion and I severely overreacted. And for me acting like a total moron, I want to apologize to you. All of you, for anything stupid I did in the last few months.”

All four Seekers where dumbfounded. Starscream actually apologized for something he did wrong. Not only that he called himself an idiot and a moron to boot. And what really blew them over was the fact that Starscream sounded one hundred percent sincere about it.

“Well if any of you guys need me for anything. I will be in my room watching T.V.” said Starscream as he turned around to head up to his and Erica’s bead room. But before he had a chance to go upstairs and hide, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it.”

Opening the door Starscream saw two humans in their mid to late fifties. One was a male with graying blond hair and blue eyes; the other was a female with black hear and emerald green eyes with a facial appearance similar to Erica’s.

“Um,” Starscream paused and asked, “May I help you?”

“We’re here to see Erica.” Said the woman with a smile.

“And you might be?” asked Starscream again.

Then the man said, “I’m Buster Witwicky and this is my wife Yvette. We’re here to see Erica; we’re her parents.”
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