Being a spy for the Autobots has always been a gruelling task. Having to sit in on meetings to kill your friends and teammates, and sit across from murderous traitors.

Despite it all though, you'd somewhat made a friend in Starscream. Partly because he was constantly trying to kill Megatron which would make it all the easier for the Autobots to win, but also partly because he always treated you with respect.

Which is why it hurt so much to betray him when he'd finally managed to take down Megatron, crowning himself King of the Decepticons as he'd always dreamed. The Autobots had stormed Nemesis, but Starscream proved himself to be an excellent leader and managed to crush the Autobots, winning the war for the Decepticons.

You felt crushed, watching helplessly as each one of your teammates and friends were executed by the so-called 'King', and left wondering why he was keeping you alive and chained up in full display of any Decepticon that wanted to boast about your failure.

But, Starscream never once even looked at you as he passed by, never uttered a word under his breath. It was so unlike everything you'd come to know about the arrogant Cybertronian.

Today, however, was different. "You know. I really can't decide whether you should live or die." Starscream starts, standing over you as you sit on the dirty floor. "On one hand, I want to see you torn apart piece by piece for betraying me, but on the other, that look of misery on your face is so sweet."

Despite his words, there's no smirk on his face, no sign at all that he enjoys keeping you in chains. "Tell me, traitor. What do you think I should do? Put you out of your misery? Or keep you as an example?"

When you try to speak, saying his name, Starscream snaps, firing up the Fusion Cannon mounted on his arm at your face. "King Starscream!" He corrects, screeching in that whiny voice you'd come to love.