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Wing Shift	By : FireCracker Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 3448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Warnings: Somewhat depressed and lonely, Skyfire goes slumming. And runs into an interesting triple threat.
Pairing: Skyfire, Astrotrain, Blitzwing, minicon Breaker

Wing Shift

Chapter 10 Minds and Masks

Thundercracker lay limp on the floor in blissful satisfaction. He wondered idly if he'd really changed his mind just for the _sex_ of it all. Stinky, steamy, boiling sex. His wings quivered in afterglow.
Starscream hovered over him, lavishly giving attention to his pleasure unit. Gooey copulation fluid eased from hot lips and curling tongue plate.
"Still angry, Cracker?" the red seeker gazed down with a husky whisper. Expert fingers probed sensitive body seams.
"Mmm." Thundercracker was bleary, optics slitted to near closing. Starscream loved to see the blush on his pale face after lovemaking. The effect reminded him of female humans wearing cheek powder. Thundercracker's high contrast and primary coloring were quite attractive.
Sleek black hands returned caresses, pulling Starscream down. _"This_ part of our relationship has never been an issue." he murmured in content.
Starscream considered easing his partner to orgasm again slowly. Wordlessly the hot mouth slavered over Thundercracker's still stiff member, tongue plate coiling and teasing. Starscream drifted in pleasurable twilight, enjoying the pleased moans his attentions caused. His Cracker was endowed, well endowed...
_But Primus, Sky was huge. His unit was a tower to massage and play with, hot and flexing. And those cogs...Starscream loved to fondle those and taste. The feeling of him inside was incredible and wonderfully messy. There were those long planetary stops between exploration...and Sky's appetites were amazing. Starscream remembered every climax with vivid clarity, wet ecstasy and passion. Solar days of recuperation from sated sparks, smoking processors and sore ports. Every soft spot was explored and exploited. And when they were done they'd clutch and kiss, making endless small talk and silly promises. He still remembered those skillfull hands everywhere, smooth and white...and then he would sing. Sky always had a wonderful voice._
A burst in his mouth interrupted his thoughts as Thundercracker climaxed yet again. Licking his lips clear, Starscream eased over his lover and collapsed. Blue arms gripped him in a tight embrace.
"Oh yeah..." Thundercracker nuzzled. "I definitely...think...things could work out."
Starscream chuckled in his audio. "Well, get your hands off my rear port. I'm too sore to go another round!"
Sleepy optics blazed over a lazy smile. "Okay Screamer, I'll give you a break this one time. But when I recover I'm gonna pound you into the floor again." he teased red aerialons, flexing them.
A low, scratchy giggle. "Promises, promises. Now let's get cleaned up. I'll have to report to duty before too long. You know how Megatron gets when the universe doesn't cycle on his plans."
Quick kiss. "You go and shower first. My shift's not until 3200 breems anyway. Besides, if I go in there I _guarantee_ you'll be late to report."
Starscream tickled his nose before rising. "See you later."
****
Thundercracker stayed in his relaxed position on the floor, thinking. He could hear the silicone shower running in the back.
_Can I really trust you this time, Starscream?_
/Query love subject. Hardwire designation Thundercracker./
The blue seeker smiled. His inner hardwire spoke softly again, as it usually did. It was a curious genetic quirk that allowed him to 'speak' to himself. Normally hardwire ran silently in the background, controlling instincts and primal functions. But Thundercracker wasn't normal. His instinct for calculating probability was nearly unmatched. It often guided his conscious actions when making important decisions.
_Curious. All this drama and Skyfire hasn't even made a move on Starscream! Maybe I need my head examined._
/Analysis mixed. 23 percent probability Skyfire actively involved with love subject. 100 percent probability cerebro circuitry requiring data check./
_I've gotta try to control my jealousy. It isn't easy._
/7 percent probability of success./
Thundercracker shifted to a sitting position. _The bond he shares with Skyfire worries me. Their proximity might strengthen it again._
/79 percent probability pre-existing bond re-absorbs love subject./
_I don't like any of this. I still believe he's in love! But what in Primus can I do about it?_
/19 percent probability of trust factor, 97 percent probability copulation program spark determines outcome. Deity factor 0./
Bright optics narrowed in concentration. _But has he lied to me? I want to believe him, but I can't shake the feeling there's something going on behind the scenes._
/89 percent probability exists re-enactment of bond under most conditions. Love subject cooperation coefficient, 91 percent probability./
_Are you cheating on me, Starscream?_
/94 percent probability love subject seeks opportunity under most circumstances. See trust factor coefficient./
Thundercracker watched the shower room door intensely. "I intend to keep a close optic on you, sweet Starscream. _Very_ close."

****

Skyfire ate in the cafeteria section and casually observed the crowd. Again he compared the differences between autobots and decepticons in public (but casual) environments. There was an eerie consistency in behavior across the board. Decepticons were far more active and vocal, even to the point of distraction. Autobots were more conversational and orderly. The same differences extended to their attitudes. Autobots were reflective and respected privacy, whereas decepticons were curious about everything. In fact, they were hopelessly nosey.
/When I have time I'll make notations of these behavior characteristics. It may help me understand my own situation better./
Breaker helped himself to one of Skyfire's ion cookies. The minicon sat crosslegged on the table and munched.
"Big Sky think."
Blue optics flared slightly. "Yes. I was observing behavioral differences between decepticons and autobots."
"Not necessary. Difference no secret."
A deep chuckle. "Obviously. But now that I'm here I can observe the differences with a more even perspective. Some things I assumed while with the autobots aren't entirely true."
Breaker kept eating. "Not surprised. Ask Breaker. Got answers."
Skyfire glanced around again, noticing a few decepticons staring his way. "The way decepticons are so...aggressive about everything continues to amaze me. They have a hunger for life, not just knowledge."
Breaker beeped, his visors glowing brightly. "Not separate. Skyfire decepticon! Burn like any."
The valkyrie jet shook his head in confusion. "I'm not totally following you there."
A small hand pointed in accusation. "Will learn self! _Must!_ Hardwire determine essence. Not deny!"
White fingers picked up a cookie. "I'm not denying anything, Breaker. At least not consciously. I _do_ feel different surrounded by my own people. More focused, more energetic. But the reason escapes me still."
The minicon put his cookie down momentarily. "Breaker tell. Exposure activate hardwire. Decepticon to decepticon. Clear glitches, eliminate false program."
"How does exposure activate native hardwire?"
The minicon sighed impatiently. "Sky not dumb. Must think! Decepticon personal static. All around! Absorb to you, start program."
Skyfire held his chin in thought. "Ah, so personal static fields are activators of hardwire. That field of scientific study is different than my own."
Breaker beeped. "Not science. Dna! Failsafe way. Fix corrupted programs!"
A slow smile of acknowledgement. "I see. An energy transference of like transformers, then."
"Now get it. Take time. Will clean corruption, heal."
"Speaking of healed." Skyfire touched his chestplate. "I feel remarkably better. There's been no pain since that peculiar attack I had."
Breaker watched him and ate his cookie.
"Still." Skyfire wondered, touching himself again. "I had the strangest sensation of an attempt to alter my spark."
"Explained already. Astrotrain give solution, temporary."
A frown. "Is there anything you're not telling me?"
Breaker appeared innocent, shrugging.
A poke. "Breaker, I'm only stupid _sometimes._ Something nearly invaded my spark before retreating. Now what was it?"
"Not change, clean."
"What?"
"Must see self. Still deluded."
"I think you're giving me the runaround."
Breaker shook a fist. "Not runaround. Hardwire very infected."
Blue optics widened. "I can't sense it! My normal systems check isn't giving that information."
The minicon tapped Skyfire's massive chest. "In there, still sick. Even though feel better! Program errors stop diagnostic. Saw fractures, spark crack."
A sigh. Skyfire rubbed his head in frustration. "I _know_ what would help, but my annoying bondmate won't cooperate."
"Would if alone. Need cluster fuck still. No cluster, no fuck."
Skyfire threw his hands up. "You're the most single minded con I've ever been around. And that's saying something!"
Breaker beeped wildly, reaching for an energon chip and holding it up. "Bondmate idiot. Play games, tease Thundercracker. Breaker know."
_"Really?"_ Skyfire smirked in amusement. "Are you mind reading again?"
"Decepticons emotional. Easy transmissions, Breaker hear brainwaves. When want to."
"I need to convince Starscream somehow, break through his stubborness."
More beeping. "Still think like autobot. Not deny impulses, or take over again!"
Skyfire remembered _that_ nightmare. "I'll deal with that when I have to. But about Starscream-"
The minicon crunched his chip. "No analyze. Thundercracker jealous, not let go. Starscream proud. Lies all time, Thundercracker easy."
Skyfire brooded, sipping his proton shake. "Maybe I should leave this all alone." he paused. "But something compels me not to-"
"Bond override will. Still not get it!" Breaker banged his fist on the table. "You listen Breaker. Dump bad training, mess up!"
"What are you talking about with the training?"
"Conditioning autobot. Not compatible. Hardwire infected, not heal."
Blue optics narrowed. "That's part of my life experience. Don't expect me to forget it!"
Breaker nabbed his third snack. "Not forget. Reroute, make compatible! Bad program."
"You're suggesting something else. And I'm fully aware of what bonds do, Breaker. If you _had_ one, you'd _know."_
Red visors brightened suddenly. Breaker leaned forward and grabbed Skyfire's thumb. "Breaker _love_ big Sky!"
"Oh no you don't. You aren't changing the subject on me!"
Breaker's visors blinked wildly. "Not trick. Tickle sticky! Make happy, dump Starscream. He stupid, Breaker not."
Skyfire gawked, not certain of what he just heard.
The excited minicon kept going, leaning into his hand. "Now go bedroom, tickle now. Make mess!"
The mortified Skyfire looked up to see several decepticons snickering and guffawing. He dropped a hand over Breaker's head to shush him.
"Breaker, will you be _quiet._ They heard you!"
Muffled beeping. "Breaker horny. Not care."
"Well _I_ care, you little freak. And stop talking like this in public!"
The minicon squeezed out from under a white hand. "Decepticons talk booty all time. We like! Autobots prissy, you not autobot. So talk!"
Blue optics darkened in annoyance. "Thanks for nothing. My reputation is bad enough as it is!"
"Good thing decepticon."
"We'll see about that. Come on!" Skyfire stood to leave.
Breaker leaped to his shoulder in hopeful anticipation. "We go tickle stuff now?" wild beeping.
"I'm dropping you in an ice tank back at the lab." Skyfire glared in annoyance at giggling decepticons.
Breaker beeped in disappointment. "Not plan."
****
The little display by the minicon was the talk of the base. Even Megatron was amused as Soundwave relayed the gossip in their private quarters.
"So, our little minicon is quite attached to Skyfire. Hilarious!"
Soundwave buzzed in harmonic laughter. "Yes, Megaton. He practically offered bondmate status."
The decepticon leader laughed himself senseless. "I haven't enjoyed this base so much in years! All the drama and nonsense between my troops. It seems as though our new scientist has a knack for stirring the pot."
"My initial brain scan of Skyfire shows extreme intelligence." Soundwave rubbed Megatron's shoulders in affection. "Diagnostic information provided by Blitzwing and Astrotrain shows hardwire corruption from autobot overwrite. Infection, considerable spark damage. Probability exists of system glitches and hardwire conflict, erratic behavior."
Megatron considered. "I expected as much. His records indicate his misclassification of function on Cybertron. We will purify all autobot traces from his system, and release the decepticon within!" a sinister snicker. "How delicious."
"Astrotrain made an aborted attempt to cleanse. Reason unknown."
"Watch those triple changers, Soundwave. Be subtle. Their abilities are useful to me, but I know their treachery. Do _not_ turn your back on them!"
"As you wish, my Megatron."
Megatron stretched tight muscle cables. He tugged at Soundwave's mouth plate playfully. "Now come, Soundwave. After all, I don't live on conquest alone!"
****
Skyfire sat in the lab, gazing idly at his reflection in a glass panel. As promised, he dropped Breaker into a dry ice tank. The minicon wouldn't move for breems in his frigid state.
/Good. Crazy little con. At least I can think now./
Tapping his fingers over a stylus pad absently, he considered his overall plan and how to implement it.
/All drama aside, I need to tell Starscream of my ultimate plan. I can trust his ambition will support my goal. And as for the rest...that's an issue for another time. Then there's Blitzwing and Astrotrain. I can trust them also, to a point. The problem is I need to know who else is dissatisfied with Megatron's leadership. Starscream might know, since he has inside information I haven't had time to accquire. If we plan for this coup to suceed, it has to be done right./
His impassive gaze looked into the glass again. /I feel better without the pain, but not at full strength. It's an odd sort of weakness I can't define. And I must never be weak!/
The intensity of the thought gave him pause. /I was foolish to let the autobots use me like a trained service bot. Smiling and happy to help out. Who the slag is Optimus, anyway? I'm more intelligent and far stronger. Superior in every way! Why the autobots follow that softheaded dolt is beyond me. I was made for the stars, born to lead. And when the dust clears, I will be supreme ruler of the decepticons!/
Distracted and alarmed, Skyfire wondered at his train of thought. /What was all that about?!/ he kept staring at his reflection, hoping for answers.
/Odd./
Squinting, he peered more closely. His optics were...off. Still blue, but with a definite purplish cast to them now. Colder still.
/I'm seeing things. This might be one of those perception breaks I was warned about./
Before he could wonder further, a whoosh of doors made him turn in his seat.
Starscream stood at the entryway, arms folded in annoyance. "Have you gone _completely_ insane?"
****
"Excuse me? Skyfire didn't move from his seat.
"Aren't you forgetting something? Your superior officer has entered the room."
"Yes." Clipped. In annoyance, Skyfire stood up straight and waited.
Starscream entered the lab, admiring the restoration. "I must admit, you've done a spectacular job with this place. I haven't really concentrated on lab study in awhile."
Skyfire touched a few panels in thought. "Warfare dumbs down everything."
A chuckle from the red seeker. "I agree." Starscream moved about the room. "We have more than enough soldiers. The decepticon cause needs leaders with intelligence and vision. Leaders who can see beyond an immediate enemy with an eye towards the future."
"I never knew you to be one for open sedition, Starscream. Either you're brave or crazy."
"Both, I think." Starscream snorted. "But then, I've never known you for silent conspiracy, either."
Skyfire appeared his most innocent. "I have no idea what you mean?"
"Don't give me that. I told you before I _know_ you have a plan. Now are you going to tell me?"
Skyfire considered. "Would it be possible for us to talk without personal drama?"
Starscream walked up and poked him in the chestplate. "It would be if you can stop grabbing me."
The tall jet folded his arms. "I think I can manage. Besides, you seem to get busy with Thundercracker."
"And _you_ seem to get busy with freaks. I've heard the latest gossip about you and Breaker. Half the base is laughing about it! And the rest think you've lost your mind."
"How was I to know the little slagger would get horny?"
Starscream huffed. "You and Breaker is so idiotic on all levels I can't even process it!"
Large white arms flew up in frustration. "Have you blown out your brain box? Why am I even defending myself here?"
"All right! Then what about Astrotrain and Blitzwing?"
"What _about_ them?"
Starscream pointed in accusation. "You're spending a great deal of time together. And unless you're in it for bizarre sex, I suspect they're involved in the plot. Am I close?"
"Very." Skyfire admitted. "May I sit, commander?"
A snicker. "Oh, don't be so stiff. You're as stubborn as you ever were." he waved for Skyfire to be seated.
"It's not safe to talk here. I will give you coordinates after a debriefing I have to attend."
Skyfire nodded absently.
Starscream held his chin in thought. "I'll come up with a good excuse. A field trip for a potential energy source, perhaps."
"That sounds workable."
"You're acting oddly. What else?"
Skyfire pointed at his face. "Do my optics look different to you?"
Starscream tilted his head in observation. "Not really. Still beautifully blue."
"They look a little purple to me."
Crimson optics stared in observation. "Yes. There is a slightly different...shade to them. Interesting."
"I have no idea what this means."
Starscream approached again, frowning. "It may mean nothing at all. I'm more curious about your spark. What's going on with it?"
Skyfire touched his chest. "For the first time since I can remember, there's no pain."
"Do you realize this is the first time our sparks haven't reacted in the same room?"
Skyfire looked down at himself. "I hadn't noticed. Strange."
Crimson optics narrowed. "Did something happen to your spark to change it?"
"I don't think so. Astrotrain bandaged it with ions. I tried to find out more from Breaker, but he gave me the runaround."
Starscream gasped. "Skyfire, did he alter your spark?!"
The jet shook his head. "I doubt it. Even unconscious, I sensed something approach my spark then withdraw. Then there was simply no pain."
"I don't like it." Starscream's voice cracked. "I don't like it at _all."_
Skyfire's tone didn't conceal his own worry. "How could anyone have such knowledge without a certificate of

cybersurgery, Starscream?"
"Triple changers have special abilities." the seeker looked up sharply. "Do _not_ let Astrotrain near your spark again!"
"I don't intend to. You think he planned to do more than heal?"
A screech. "I'd bet my last boron compressor that he planned on bonding you. And you know the consequences of bonding while unconscious!"
"He wouldn't _dare."_ Skyfire made a fist. "No wonder Breaker wouldn't say what was going on!"
Starscream was thinking. "Those ion patches may be serving as a barrier to our bond. At least we can be in proximity without wild reactions."
"For now." Skyfire said with meaning.
"Don't start up again. Things are finally settling down-"
"You mean with Thundercracker? I hear he has a jealousy problem."
"I won't discuss that with you."
Skyfire snorted. "Maybe I should show up at your door in the middle of a cycle. Tell Thundercracker to kiss off. We can fight over you! Then let all the aftholes talk."
Starscream stared in disbelief, optics round. "Am I hearing you correctly?"
"You heard me. A fight, just for the hell of it. I don't even want a reason!"
Starscream was silent a moment, wondering. "Find yourself thinking like this, hmm? Without warning?"
"Of course. Like when you walked in. I was just having a little ego trip, you know? A nutjob moment."
Starscream grinned slyly. "Tell me more. I'm most interested in your _darkest_ thoughts."
Skyfire was smug, leaning back in his seat. "Just thinking what an overall jerk Optimus Prime is. Those autobots treat him like a god and hang on every word. He's good, but _I_ am superior in every way! Prime would give orders but the others looked at _me_ in awe, as well they should."
"Fascinating." Starscream approved with a smile.
"Tell me, Starscream. If you saw the two of us in a room together, who would _you_ follow? One born to rule the stars, or one who stumbles in mud? Who would inspire the most strength and leadership?"
"Why you, sweet Skyfire." Starscream was enjoying himself.
"These thoughts and others occured to me." Skyfire was matter-of-fact. "My plan will succeed, Starscream. Decepticons are born to rule, and rule we shall!"
"Can this be true? My dreams realized!" Starscream was husky with excitement.
"I suspect we _both_ want the same thing, Star. Do you understand my meaning?" the voice was ice.
Starscream 's optics glowed like inferno. "You will join me, as I said. And I must admit this is most pleasing to hear!" he stroked Skyfire gently.
"I'm _so_ happy, Sky. You're finally getting in touch with your inner decepticon!"
Skyfire curved a smile. "Or turning psychotic."
Starscream looked him over hungrily, optics narrow. "Sky, Sky. Sometimes being bad is so _good."_
****
Thundercracker walked through the docking bay with Skywarp and Ramjet. They were joking about the Skyfire and Breaker rumors.
"This place is crazy." Ramjet snickered. "Think it's true what they say about Skyfire? That he's pervy like Blitz and Astro?"
Thundercracker rubbed his head. "Huh, whatever. As long as he stays away from Starscream!"
"Runabout told me that Skyfire and Breaker are gettin' it on."
Skywarp nearly choked up energon. "Ramjet, come on! Like _how?_ I mean..." he spaced his hands, indicating the size difference between the two.
"You don't know Breakers' alt modes do you?" Thundercracker sniggered.
Skywarp gave a thumbs down. "I know all about the vibrator thing, and it's _still_ stupid! I don't get all the gossip."
Thundercracker made mocking hand gestures. "Well you gotta admit, trying to figure out how they could screw is pretty interesting."
Ramjet disagreed. "No it isn't! Like Skywarp says, it's totally whack. And I don't care _what_ Runabout says."
"You weren't in the cafeteria earlier." Thundercracker replied. "Shrapnel's optics started leaking when he heard Breaker hit on Skyfire."
"Speaking of weird, you heard about Motormaster and Bombshell?" Skywarp wondered as they rounded another bay.
"Heard?" Thundercracker winced. "I _saw_ them the other night. Talk about bizarro world."
Ramjet laughed. "The joint's out of control if you ask me. But Megatron doesn't care, as long as we do our jobs."
"Yeah, well...speaking of love lives. Where's Starscream?" Skywarp wanted to know.
Thundercracker glanced at his chronometer. "We were supposed to hook up in 200 astroseconds, but-"
"Hold on, I see Frenzy." Ramjet pointed across the bay. Frenzy was working in a floor shaft, repairing cables. The planes went over to him.
"Frenzy, have you seen Starscream?" Thundercracker asked.
"Huh?" the busy cassette glanced up. "Sure, he went somewhere with Skyfire."
_"Skyfire!!"_ Thundercracker raged.
"Ya just missed them." Frenzy pointed outside to blue skies. "They were in an awful hurry. Guess Megatron sent 'em to get something."
"I'll break his aerialons!" Thundercracker shouted. "He went to 'get' something, all right!"
"Hey, would you beat it? I ain't got time to listen to your problems." Frenzy dropped back into his work hole.
Thundercracker raced to the open bay. _"Lying,_ two faced..."
Skywarp and Ramjet chased. "Stop! Are you crazy?" Ramjet shouted. "You don't even know if-"
He was talking to empty air. Thundercracker had transformed and flown off.
"Come on!" Skywarp yelled to Ramjet. "We've got to stop him before he does something stupid!"
Ramjet followed and transfomed. "Damn loony bin."
to be continued
- 9
- 10
- 11
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