3rd pov

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Shame. Shame is a burning cold guilty feeling of someone who knows when they did wrong. Of someone who once had something to be prideful for, only to loose it over a very destructive mistake. A heavy feeling to leave one crushed and unable to breath. 

That was barely a singular fragment of what Starscream himself felt. The once proud court mate of the royal blood, now a disgraced decepticon SiC. and barely even that. 

Megatron glared down at the seeker his optics narrowing. Starscream fiddled a little with his servos wings low.

"Any explanation for your incompetence Starscream?" Megatron snarled a little as he stepped closer to the seeker 

"My lord," the seeker swallowed a little, "By the time I had arrived Soundwave was already heavily damaged and-" He didn't get a chance to finish his statement as a hit sent him skidding against the cold floor 

"Fool! Soundwave completed his segment of the mission! You are the one who failed at the task given to you!" The warlord shouted, "I shouldn't be surprised really, you are one who is commonly a failure!"

Starscream couldn't find himself to disagree with his master. He felt like a failure, a disgrace. The seeker didn't respond to his masters harsh words and just let him continue his tirade about how useless he was. Starscream grunted softly as he was punted across the bridge. This wasn't a new feeling to him, the punishment from the massive warlord. Though Soundwave stopped the tyrant before he could continue.

"Yes, What is it Soundwave?" The warlord asked turning to his TiC 

Starscream slowly rose to his pedes rubbing over where he had been kicked. With a low vent the seeker allowed himself  look around the warlord towards the screen faced bot. His optics throughly widened seeing a live video feed of what looked like a hastily made camp of very familiar seekers. 

"Well Starscream, it appears in the mist of your failure Soundwave was able to take a stride towards the location of your little friends base camp." Megatron said turning towards Starscream 

"I.. Yes that is a great victory my lord.." He managed to say 

Megatron looked to his TiC, "Find the location Soundwave." 

The silent mech dipped his helm and turned back to his console. Megatron settled his back on the silver seeker and folded his servos behind his back. 

"You are dismissed Starscream." He said plainly turning away from him 

Starscream swallowed thickly and started to walk back to his dorm. As soon as he was off the bridge he lowered his wings and slumped his posture his optics falling to the floor as he fell into deep thought. His derma down turned towards a frown in thought and what to do.

His spark was practically singing out the answer, but he knew enough that if he was even to try to get close to the camp he would be shot down. But his spark longed to see her again, and it sang out a mournful lonely tone to try to sway its owner. 

It didn't take much swaying.