Somewhere
I Belong
By:
Sinead
Written
on: 9 July 2003
Author’s
Note: I had been planning to
do this series later, but I guess that since, at the moment, I have no
connection to the Internet, that I’ll do this, out of sheer boredom. Blah.
Okay, now for the disclaimers: I don’t own Starath, Megatron, Beast Wars,
Linkin Park, or the song Somewhere I Belong. Nor do I own Sapphire or Rattrap.
Their characters merely pop into my head every so often. But I think that
Starath’s close to buying Megsie, I’m nowhere near buying my Dinobot, and
Linkin Park . . . well, they’re just cool, y’know? Onward!
When
this began
I
had nothing to say
And
I’d get lost in the nothingness inside of me
Megatron
stormed to his quarters, after another humiliating defeat from the Maximals.
He had absolutely no tolerance for his troops, who had, once again, screwed
up.
With
an irritated sigh, he lowered himself into his hot-tub, and rested the back of
his head upon the side of the comfortably warm pool, deactivating his optics,
and thinking about the traitor. Pity that Dinobot died. He was a good fighter,
and was once a good friend. Whatever had caused the rift between them,
Megatron never knew, but he knew that it was probably his fault, and not the
warrior’s.
I
was confused
And
I let it all out to find that I’m
Not
the only person with these things in mind
Starath,
also, was having a bad day. College courses weren’t all that they were
supposed to be. Then, to make things worse, her printer wasn’t working.
Therefore, she couldn’t print out her stories. She rubbed at her elbow,
which she had slammed into the doorframe when entering her room, and hoped
that a bruise wouldn’t appear. She settled herself upon her bed, and hugged
a pillow close to herself, looking at the mirror within her room. She smiled
sadly and wished . . .
Inside
of me
But
all the vacancy the words revealed
Is
the only thing that I’ve got left to feel
Megatron
heard a beep, and blinked. That was his room’s perimeter alarm, rigged so
that if someone was about to enter, he’d know, and would look like he knew
psychically that they had wanted to talk to him about something.
Yet
. . . nobody knocked upon his door. He gave it up to be a false alarm, and was
about to settle back, when the single beep sounded again. This time, he stood,
dripping, and walked to the center of the room.
Eyes
bored into the back of his head. He spun, and–
Nothing
to loose
Just
stuck hollow and alone
Starath
stared at the Predacon in her mirror. His optics burned into her eyes.
Stepping closer, he reached out to touch the mirror, confused slightly, but
his curiosity took over, as his hand didn’t hit a surface, but instead . . .
passed through.
The
human, seeing this, ran through, and wrapped her arms around his waist. The
Transmetal stopped, and then looked down at the girl. “What the Pit . . .
?!”
And
the fault is my own
And
the fault is my own
She
didn’t answer, so Megatron, as roughly as he dared with this human, pushed
her away, then came down to her eye-level. “Who the Pit are you, yess, and
what the slag do you think you are doing?!”
Tears
sprang unbidden to Starath’s eyes, and she rubbed at them furiously. “I . .
. I dunno. Sinead said that this happened to her. Sapphire said the same
thing. I was only happy that I could do this as well.”
The
tyrant was perplexed. “Who? What? Did what, yess.”
“Come
to this time and place.”
I
want to heal
I
want to feel
Megatron
whirled, and then activated his visual comm. “Connect me to the Maximal
Base.”
The
computer voice replied. “Acknowledged. Hailing. Response.”
Optimus
was there. “Megatron. Pleasant surprise.”
“Rot
in the Void, Primal. Have humans been traveling from some time in the future,
to here? Tell me the truth. Two, specifically. Names are Sinead and Sapphire.
And I believe that they travel through mirrors.”
Optimus
was silent, before Rattrap’s face appeared next to him. “Who told ’ya?”
What
I thought was never real
I
want to let go of the pain I’ve held for so long
Erase
all the pain ’til it’s gone
Starath
ran over, and looked up at the screen. Rattrap was focused upon Megatron. He
couldn’t see her, since she was much shorter than he was. The Transmetal rat
pressed in. “Well?”
With
a sigh, Megatron reached down, and picked Starath up, letting her sit upon his
shoulder. “Her.”
Rattrap
looked at the human. “You know dose two?”
“Yep!”
I
want to heal
I
want to feel
Rattrap
smirked. “Pity dat you’re paired with da stiff.”
“I
think it’s fine! Really! I like him!”
“Oo-kay.
Hey, have you been in contact with Sinead?”
“Yeah,
well, duh.”
“How’s
Choppuhface doin’ over dere?”
“Annoying
her to the point of exhaustion, he says, but she says that he’s only
being a goof.”
Like
I’m close to something to real
I
want to find something I’ve wanted all along
Somewhere
I belong
Megatron
looked from Rattrap to the human. “Dinobot’s alive?”
“Yep,
and in our time and place,” Starath replied. “Why?”
“Nothing
that concerns you.”
Starath
smiled, and leaned upon his head. “Anyway, you’ll never believe what
happened, Rattrap. Have you seen Sapph lately?”
“Nah,
she’s been busy. We wave, smile, dat’s about all. You know how it is with
school an’ all.”
And
I’ve got nothing to say
I
can’t believe I didn’t fall right down on my face
The
human grinned, and replied, “The Raptor proposed.”
“Get.
The slag. Outta here. He actually pulled up enough guts?”
“What
does that mean?” Megatron mumbled.
“They’re
gonna get married,” Starath replied, giggling. “And I saw a pic of the two
of them together! It was so adorable!”
“You’ve
gotta show me, kiddo!” Rattrap said in the “manly” version of a
squeal.
I
was confused
Looking
everywhere only to find that it’s
Not
the way I had imagined it all in my mind
As
those two continued their discussion, the two leaders looked to each other.
Optimus read his nemesis’ thoughts easily. “Truce?”
“Truce,
Primal. What are the terms?”
“No
weaponry, no hostility, until this is all figured out.”
“And
after it’s cleared up?”
Starath
tapped Megatron’s nose, getting his attention, while Rattrap hid a smile at
her bubbliness. “Can you let me down for a moment? I’ll be right back!”
So
what am I
What
do I have but negativity
He
lowered her, and then went back to the negotiations. Optimus replied, “Then
we’ll see.”
Rattrap
sighed, and beckoned to Rhinox to come over. He had just come from his lab.
“What’s goin’ on?”
Optimus
looked over his shoulder at his friend. “A truce between the Maximals and
the Predacons.”
“Why?”
’Cause
I can’t justify the
Way
everyone is looking at me
A
feminine voice replied, “Hey! I’m back!”
Megatron
lifted her up again, and she pushed a color print-out from her school’s
computer against the screen. Rhinox blinked, then looked to Rattrap, who was
smiling. “He’s lookin’ good, Starath. So’s Sinead.”
“They’re
planning to get married in about a year-and-a-half. She still has to finish
high school.”
Nothing
to lose
Nothing
to gain hollow and alone
Rhinox
came over, as did Cheetor, who laughed in glee at the picture. “They look so
cute together! That’s awesome! Hey, who’re you?”
Starath
laughed, and replied, “I’m Starath.”
A
different voice added, “Worshiper of Megatron, but then again, look at me,
and who I love!”
Rattrap
made a space for the human, and said, “You didn’t show me dat pic,
Sapphire.”
And
the fault its my own
The
fault is my own
She
looked at him, and blinked. “I didn’t? Huh. I thought that I did. Have I
really been that busy?”
“Yep.”
Starath
laughed, and said, “Sapph, you have to show him!”
She
smiled, and nodded. “I will. I’ll also be talking to her tonight. Did you
want me to tell her anything?”
“Just
that I say hi. Oh, and can you tell her that Megatron really is a
sweetheart?”
I
will never know
Myself
until I do this on my own
Sapphire
blinked, then sighed, and muttered, “I’ll tell her that you said
it, ’cause she’ll look at me weird from now on if I say it like that.”
Starath
laughed, and Optimus shook his head. “Sapphire, we’ll talk to you later.
You and Rattrap catch up. Megatron, I have a few things to do, to support this
truce.”
“Meaning,
you talk with Depth Charge.”
“Exactly.”
“Therefore,
I pity you, yes.”
Optimus
smirked, and cut the connection. Megatron looked at the girl sitting upon his
shoulder. “May I see that?”
And
I will never feel
Anything
else until my wounds are healed
She
handed it to him, and asked, “So, why were you asking about Dinobot?
Didn’t you hate him?”
Megatron
didn’t reply, but instead, asked, “How old is she?”
Starath
retorted, “I’ll tell you, if you tell me!”
Megatron
sighed, and then said, “Fine. Dinobot and I have known each other since we
were in what you have called ‘school.’ Better?”
“Were
you close?”
“Why
would I tell you?”
“That
means yes, and that explains why you had been so bitter towards him when he
was alive here. Oh, and Sinead’s seventeen.”
I
will never be
Anything
’till I break away from me
Megatron
looked at the girl, who smiled self-consciously, and said, “I, uhm, kinda
heard a bit from DB, when I was writing to Sinead. He told me about you, and
all that, so I would know how to react around you if I ever met you.”
“Not
to cry?”
“It
doesn’t matter. I cry easily.”
And
I will break away
I’ll
find myself today
Megatron
set her down gently, and looked at the picture of Sinead and Dinobot once
more, before handing it back to her. “Has he chosen a human name yet?”
“No.
But he will soon.”
“Hm.
Be sure to let me know, yes.”
“Sure.
So . . . would it be okay for me to come back?”
Megatron
looked at the human, and realized suddenly, that he hadn’t thought once
about his troubles, when she had been around him. He sighed, walked over to
his hot-tub, got in, and replied, “Whenever you want. Just try to stay out
from under foot. And stay away from Tarantulus. And Rampage. And
Blackarachnia.”
“Is
Terrorsaur still alive?”
“Unfortunately.
It is also unfortunate that Scorpinok was the one that perished.”
“Then
can I stick around with him? Terry, that is.”
“As
long as you don’t plot against me, then I don’t care, no.”
I
want to heal
I
want to feel like I’m
Somewhere
I belong
Starath
ran over to Megatron, kissed his cheek quickly, then ran through the mirror.
The tyrant looked after her, then sighed, and heard the perimeter alarm beep.
“WHAT?!”
“R-reporting
azz ordered?” Waspinator stuttered.
Megatron sighed. It was still going to be a long day.