...2 hours later...

"Starscream,look, I can fly!" I shout waving my arms while levitating beside a table.

"No, you cannot," Starscream said, not paying attention to me while staring down at a datapad.

I frown lowering my head.

Maybe I can pull something on the guy who screams a lot. Why yes he screams so much in the span of two hours that it is really comical in the face of Starscream's legacy in the Transformers fandom. I am not kidding at all. Starscream screeches at the datapad sending me off guard landing on the table right on my dear pretty face.

"Erm, Starscream," Came a young rather unique male voice. "You are taking this game too far."

"That I am not," Starscream said. I help myself up making off hand remarks. "Go off, Talus, I am in no heed for your gaming opinions."

Talus frowns.

"I  suggested this game to you," Talus said. "Now don't make me send a message to Shockwave to change parental controls on the datapads."

Talus has a vehicle mode of a dark motorcycle with silver highlights and a body model easily screams 'military'.

"You wouldn't do that to me,Talus," Starscream said.

"I will," Talus said, with a nod.

Starscream drops the datapad to the floor rolling into a fight with Talus. Decepticons surround the two fighting cybertronians. The table trembles because of their armor clanking and bumping underneath making the table move. I go over to the edge of the table then cheer on for Talus (Even though I barely know the motorcycle mech) shaking my fist. Then in the heat of their little fight the table is flipped over so I land on my back on the floor watching imminent darkness falling my way.

Death is only the beginning; right?

Hahaha, no.

Starscream does a weak ninja kick on the table sending it over landing on the  the side close to me. I had a sigh of relief but had to get up quickly soon as possible out of the ensuing fight helmed by Starscream. I gave a short laugh getting out of their path. Though it is largely thanks to this spiky mech Porcupine for scooping me up that I had survived.  Porcupine steps back out of the fight keeping me close.

"Go Talus!" I cheer.

"Why are you cheering for him?" Starscream asks, once tossing Talus off.

"Because he is not designed like a chip," I said.

Starscream frowns as Talus approaches wielding a long stick with sharp branched parts.