You vented and pressed the soft tattered red cloth against your face and took a deep vent. It had a musty scent, a shown sign of its age, how long you have been pining for your loved one. It was stupid to pine for a dead mech, but you have found so many assumed to be dead alive... so there is always that slim chance that he is out there waiting for you, pinning and waiting for you like you have for him. You found yourself crying before you could stop it. 

It was stupid how teary you were, how sensitive you were about this, about the chance.... the chance that he is dead... and you're alone in this world. You hated to think about this. You sighed softly and placed away the cloth and rolled over onto your side and hugged yourself close whining softly to yourself.

~
3rd pov
Nemesis
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"What do you MEAN you have no idea who those bots are!?" The warlord shouted

"M-master I was not the bot who organized that ground unit to retrieve the rel-" the seeker wasn't able to finish his own statement before he got hit away

"That is not what I asked! How do you not know the areal bots that attacked us!?" The warlord growled as he started to storm over to where the poor seeker had landed

"M-master! Those bots are no our own! I couldn't possibly-" he was cut off once again as he was punted across the room

"They are of your kind they are seekers!" He shouts, "They should have been eradicated!"

"My lord!! They were I have no clue how any one else but myself escaped!" Starscream shouted in fear

That wasn't a full lie he knew well enough that the seekers had ships for escape and transport, but it was hard to believe that many actually got out from when Vos burned. The attack was so fast and sudden...

Starscream was indeed relieved that his kind was resellient enough to survive, but he had forever shamed and forsaken himself in their optics. The optics that belonged to his friends, his people.... his love.

He had yet to meet any of the other seekers that are on earth, but Raptors reaction was enough to judge how they would react. Probably worse. It hurt him to think about that.

Almost hurt as much as the throbbing place where he was kicked.

"-how am I suppose to rely on you if you keep failing me!?" The warlord growled

"I.." he was out of vents, "I just don't know the seekers."

"And that is something you will have to fund out," the warlord calmed a little, "I want you to find those seekers and eradicate them."

Starscream felt a sharp wave of emotions rush through him. Fear? It was mostly fear? It was indeed.

"B-but master-!!" He didn't get to finish

"That is an order Starscream. Do it or you will be killed." With that the warlord left the silver seeker there with his thoughts

A dangerous place to leave someone.