Starscream slowly walked through the halls of the battle ship, the Quite Terror. Quietly making his way to his personal quarters, he didn't want to be found. He just wants to hide from his brother, who was Dreadfang. Dreadfang wasn't really happy at the moment. He was very, very mad at Starscream for failing one of his missions. It was just a simple mission, he couldn't believe that his brother failed. Starscream was given the task to look for Autobots, but he had found nothing. And plus, that was the fourth which he didn't complete. So Dreadfang has got really angry at him. He also had seen that Starscream wasn't alright. Since weeks he could feel it now, but Starscream didn't tell him, what was wrong with him. So he decided to not bother Starscream with it anymore. But he was sick that Starscream failed the four missions he gave him. Now Dreadfang can't take it anymore and has to find him and punish him. Coming around the corner, Starscream realized that it was a dead end. As the silver Seeker prepared to turn around and find another way, he jolted as a dark voice called out his name behind him. It couldn't be Knockout's voice nor Megatron's or even Vehicon's. It sound like... Lowering his wings, Starscream slowly turned around. Optics widening in fear, he saw red and grey Seeker standing several steps from him. Dreadfang. Starscream began to walk backwards as Dreadfang slowly walked toward him. The silver Seeker shivered even more as he hit the wall behind him. No... Watching in fear as Dreadfang slowly approached him, Starscream's wings lowered even more. He looked in his brother's purple optics, which blazed with pure anger. What now?! "Where do you think you're going, my little brother?" Dreadfang spoke in a soft tone, looking down at the trembling Seeker. Starscream gulped in anxiousness. He looked like he was about to flee and hide again. But that will not be that easy. Dreadfang was known as the Bloody Assassin, the most fearful Decepticon in the universe. Worse than the mighty Lord Megatron. His battle skills prove it. Dreadfang is a weapon specialist and knows how to use all weapons of any kind. He had killed millions of Cybertronians, cutting off their body limbs and heads. Anyone that got in his way, was brutally killed. Anyone that got Dreadfang angry, was in a very bad sitation. And now Dreadfang is here with Starscream. Alone. He can do whatever he wants with him. "N-Nowhere, Dreadfang! I am just on the way to my... umm... quarters, that's all. Can-Can I go now, please? I still have much to do and..." "Why so hasty to leave, Screamer?" Dreadfang cut in, chuckling deeply. "Don't tell me that you are afraid of your own brother, little Seeker." Now Starscream was trembling like aspen. He kept looking around for a way to escape from the fearful Decepticon. He clawed at the wall behind him, Dreadfang's optics still ablaze with anger and now with desire. "Dreadfang." Starscream hissed. "What do you want..." "Oh, what I want? You already know what I am planning to do to you, Screamer." Dreadfang smirked behind his mask, running a sharp claw over Starscream's left wing and scrapping the metal. Starscream growled at the slight pain. "Your punishment which I promised you." Dreadfang chuckled darkly, tightening his grip on the sensitive wing. Starscream's optics widened as the Bloody Assassin grabbed his throat and threw him across the hall and hit the wall. He tried to quickly stand up but Dreadfang was too quick by seizing the silver Seeker's face with his left hand. Starscream whimpered in pain as the Bloody Assassin began to drag him towards a big metal door that led to cells. The cells where he was going to be punished. "N-No, Dreadfang! Please! NO!!" The trembling Seeker cried, struggling to get the hand off his face. But Dreadfang's grip was too much for him. Once inside, Dreadfang flung the frightened Seeker across the room into the far wall. Before Starscream could react, Dreadfang harshly pulled him up and slammed him into the ground. Starscream got up on his knees and hands. Bringing both of Starscream's hands up above his head, Dreadfang clamped the cuffs in place. Starscream looked up as he was dangling from the ceiling by his cuffed wrists. This cell... Starscream never liked to be here. There was energon blood on the walls, the ceiling. The blood of prisoners which Dreadfang brought there and killed them immediately. Fast, harsh, cruel beating, sometimes claws dragging and scraping across the trembling frames, leaving energon streaks in the wounds. Starscream sighed heavily as Dreadfang walked around him, looking at him eagerly. "Ah, you look so lovely, Starscream. Chained in cuffs, in your place, just where you belong." Dreadfang smirked behind his mask and bent down, pulling Starscream's chin up to look in his ruby optics. The silver Seeker growled in warning. "And what shall I do with you that I have you, Starscream? What pain would you like?" The Bloody Assassin whispered in Starscream's audios. Starscream hissed angrily "Go to hell, you spawned-glitch." Dreadfang shook his head and chuckled. Pulling away from him and reaching up to those sensitive wings, Starscream began to thrash and trying to get away from his brother's reach, but no. The chains from the ceiling and the cuffs kept him still. "I guess there's no helping it." Dreadfang said, tapping his claws on the sensitive wing. "We have to do this the hard way then." Dreadfang dragged his sharp claws along the left wing gently at first, making Starscream jolt. "Don't touch my wings!" He hissed. But Dreadfang completely ignored Starscream and dig his claws in the seams, leaking energon. The silver Seeker cried out in pain as Dreadfang took hold of the right wing's tip and pulled on it. Starscream made another scream, much louder than before as the tip got teared apart. Tears forming in the silver Seeker's optics, he begged "No! Please, stop! It hurts!" "Ah, I know it hurts. So badly." Dreadfang continued to scrap the left wing, making long, deep, gleaming scratches, and earning another scream from the crying Seeker. He continued to abuse Starscream's wings, sometimes smacking, then a hard flick. "Stop, stop!" But Dreadfang ignored again, his claws roaming violently over the silver Seeker's frame and harshly scratching every inch of his plating. He started from the arms, going down to his chest and waist and finally those beautiful legs. Starscream tried to hold back the screams, but they always found their way out of his mouth. These claws were sharp as a needle, just right for killing something. But Starscream knew that Dreadfang wouldn't kill him. He could do worse with these claws. He was only playing with him. "Quit screaming, will you?" Dreadfang snarled, slapping the crying Seeker across his face, leaving a long scar through the left optic. Looking down at the ground, more tears rolled down from Starscream's optics. He couldn't take more of this. "P-Please, please, Dreadfang... I-I am sorry... Please, stop. Just stop." "Yes, keep begging, Starscream. You beg so beautifully..." The Bloody Assassin narrowed his optics at the sight before him. Starscream kneeling at his feet, begging so beautifully and whimpering in pain… He loved it. Seeing than he was only making Dreadfang more aroused with his pleading, Starscream shut his mouth immediately. There was no way he could escape. He felt like he was degraded into a toy, a whore. He had to endure the pain... Dreadfang pulled Starscream's chin back up forcefully and he looked in the ruby optics, tears flowing down Starscream's cheeks. "What a cry baby you are. Take your punishment as a Decepticon!" He slapped him again and stood up, going behind Starscream and picking something up. Starscream turned his head back enough to look what Dreadfang was doing. And then saw what he was holding. A electrowhip. When that rope turned to bright purple as it was activated, he should have to fear its sting. Running with bolts of electricity, it would create the worst pain. Starscream's optics widen as Dreadfang activated the whip. "N-no... please! Don't do it! I beg you, Dreadfang! Have mercy!" The begging of Starscream returned, he couldn't stop himself. That electrowhip... Dreadfang usually used it for punishments. And it caused serious damage. "Silence, pet. You only making it worse for yourself." Dreadfang warned and got ready the whip. He then smacked it on Starscream's back, earning a very loud scream from the silver Seeker. It hurt! The whip was brought down on Starscream's back once more and this time with enough force to break the skin, sending unbelieveable pain of bolt energy in Starscream's frame. The whiplash followed by one after another and the loud screaming echoed through the halls of Quite Terror. Minutes passed and finally Dreadfang deactivated the whip, tossing it aside. He stepped infront of Starscream and knelt down, pulling Starscream's chin up. "Let it be a lesson, Starscream. I hope, this time, you'll remember your place." Starscream didn't say anything. He kept silent and he couldn't even move. He was beaten, battered, bruised, scratched, wounded. Dreadfang then stood up and freed Starscream from the cuffs. The silver Seeker fell down, unconscious. Dreadfang looked at the sight infront of him and he smirked behind his mask. He comm.linked Knockout to come to the cells immediately. When Knockout got there, Dreadfang commanded him to take Starscream to the Med.Bay and take care of him. "Y-Yes, Lord Dreadfang." He said nervously. "I shall see to him right away." Dreadfang nodded and walked out of the cells, making his way to his quarters.