Author's notes:

DISCLAIMER: The typical stuff: I am not the owner of any Transformers series, characters, storylines and blah, blah, blah… They belong to Hasbro, Takara, Marvel, of course- This is just fan-stuff. However, feel free for reading it.

This is my first attempt at a fanfic written in the English language. I am not an English native at all. I'm Spanish, to write in another language than mine is quite hard for me. Yep! I have always been very clumsy with other languages. Plus, my native language, Spanish, is very rhetorical, as well as is my own writing style. Therefore, I find hard to put in English the same original sentences in Spanish. However, I'll try my best to write this story in English. But, I ask you to forgive my rough English; I hope it won't make this story any less interesting.

On the other hand, there is the matter about the title and the storyline… You see:

Does anybody know my Slayers fan-comic "What if?", here? Yes…No?... Nevermind… Okay! This story is something like that. Put in plain, I love "What if?" stories because I love to play with characters, TF's characters and whatever's characters: I'm crazy about making certain characters meet certain situations in their lives, and putting them to the test! In the same way, I hate OOC plots, so I try my best o make sure they remain true to themselves. I apologize right now if I don't do that in this story , even though it's based on my own ideas which I'll explain with notes at the end of every chapter.

Anyway, that's the reason for this story, it's just for playing with characters. This story's a crossover of "Armada" and "G-1" continuities, just for "having fun" of two of the most popular characters of those shows, or, or, if you prefer, "to play" with the same character from both continuities, and in the end, with the rest of the characters from every continuity. Still, to make more sense out of the whole story, I've used several plots from the original comics; you'll see, the typical universe stuff you can find in the fandom. I haven't read all of the TF comics, mainly because they never were fully published in my country. In the same way, the action starts after Chapter-48 of Armada, "Cramp", and in later chapters of G-1.

BTW, I have my own reasons for doing this, and I'm aware there is another fic similar to this which belongs to Sheba, another fanfic author… But this is not related in any way with that, and of course you cannot find them on this note. Just read the story

So, finally you found out. Yes, this is another of my crazy experiments XD

(Lector's opinion: "Oh, man! I've read SO many stories of yours in English…")

Ok! Here we go!

THE SCREAM OF THE IMMORTAL STAR

=Prologue=

Starscream pulled out the Star Saber from his cockpit with a dement scream; a mixture of energon and oil spurted forth from the wound, splashing his body, the ground around him, and probably, the Star Saber itself. The Minicon weapon was thrown away from the Decepticon Transformer, and with a solid thud, its point struck deep into the ground, burned by so many battles. At the same time, Starscream called his Minicon companion, Swindle, to powerlink with him; the tiny creature jumped on his back structure and did his job powering up his master. In a flash, Starscream's two big cannons moved to the front and he shot two big beans of pink energy light towards the monster moon than Unicron was in that moment. All of Starscream's final hopes were in those two shots.

However, those shots never reached their target; they vanished as soon as a more powerful beam of cobalt light shot towards the Decepticon Transformer. If the pink shots were wild and irrational, then the cobalt one was lazy and precise, doing its job with frightening efficiency. Starscream found himself overwhelmed in the mortality of the cobalt light; the pain was enormous, more than any shot he had ever felt. He barely realized when his body began to melt under that light, his head, his body, his wing and cannons all softened hideously as his own metal. Everything he was once was turned into ashes… and then, even less.

In just, the proud Decepticon air-warrior was only a memory.

When the cobalt light faded, Swindle started to look for his master, but he only met the consoling words of Optimus, the Autobot's Prime. Meanwhile, Megatron, Galvatron-whatever, the Decepticon leader shocked by the shock of Starscream's final acts and words; hesitated for a few eternal seconds before turning towards the Prime and to him the Star Saber; it was Starscream's last wish, and he now knew well.

But none of them noticed the warp that began to form in the crater where Starscream once was. The air deformation turned into Sideways figure and it, in a really fast move, snatched away the Star Saber from the Decepticons Leader's hands. Both leaders, the one of the 'bots and the one of the 'Cons, were shocked with such an apparition's bold move.

The element of surprise always was the best weapon. Sideways found it very easy to get the Star Saber from the two dumbfounded Transformers leaders; he was in the beam that destroyed Starscream and he wanted to get the last Minicon weapon near of those leaders. Starscream always was a pain in the ass for Sideways… but he also was a useful tool, and now he had helped him complete his objective: allow him to get close of those two mocking leaders, and later, kill the Seeker.

Sideways-Unicron had gotten the last Minicon-weapon and disappeared with it.

Neither Optimus, Galvatron or Sideways noticed in the middle of the commotion, that the remains of Starscream, and his sword-wing, also disappeared, as well as a shocked Swindle.

Ramjet wasn't so glad. Certainly he should get the job of "commander" of the conehead-seekers triad when that team was assigned to any mission, which should be a good point for him; but it wasn't the current issue. The issue was his mission, as well as Dirge's and Thrust's: it was to locate a good place for building space ships to travel to their home planet, Cybertron. It was because the supreme leader of the Decepticons, known as Megatron, had a lot of wonderful ideas, like creating that freaking creature called "Kreemzek", just because to make fun of the Autotrash. Yes, the tiny Kreemzek was a pain in the ass for the 'Bots… as well as the 'Cons. The single guy it seemed to have any kind of respect for was its own creator, the Decepticon leader. There were other equally infallible plans, like building another gestalt group able to face up to the Autobots on their home ground. Those were called Stunticons… But the 'Bots reacted creating their own aerial gestalt group, the Aerialbots, a bunch of flying-freaks who were able to face the seekers and combine themselves. They also were a gestalt group, a horrifying idea for the flying creatures than Seekers were.

It was so: since Transformers arrived to Earth, with equal l numbers between the 'Bots and 'Cons, the victorious side was changed and the 'Cons hardly got any victories… But they manage to get enough energon and try to get back home.

The point was that the main leaders of the Decepticons thought they were powerful enough to claim their home planet for once and go back to Cybertron. Actually, the news wasn't official, but the greater part of the Decepticon Army was really pleased with that idea. They hated the big mud-ball than Earth was!

Still, Ramjet was cautious with this; either he or either of his two companions had found a good place for building, or hiding the space-ships at least. Autobots were stronger on Earth and they also were allied with the flesh-creatures of Earth, and as soon as those humans saw something weird, they'd tell it to the Autobots. To hide themselves from humans and 'Bots, was something frustrating and humiliating. Ramjet, as well as Dirge, knew that… but Thrust was just too bigmouth to realize something like this. Those circumstances made him angry, and afraid to know Megatron's reaction as soon as his leader knew the result of their quest.

They had been flying over the Earth region called "Gran Chaco" in South America. There weren't many humans there; the Chaco was too humid or too dry to live there, even for humans. They only found farmers, cows and many kinds of native life forms. Yes, there weren't many humans around, but that land wasn't pleasant for any 'Con as being very open to view: an Autobot could locate them easily.

Yes, the recon mission was dammed since the first sight, and now, the triad went back to the base flying in robot mode.

"I want to get back to base right know!" complained Thurst, "My energy levels are getting low…" he paused, "There aren't any electrical power plants or something around here, is there?"

"You complain too much," advised Ramjet, "Be patient… soon we'll be there. Just keep flying."

"Yeah, flying over this continent, and later over all that oceanic water…" complained Dirge, too.

"Shut up, both of you!" ordered Ramjet. "There are things more…"

But before he could finish his speech, Thrust made a violent move and shouted.

"Hey!...What's that!"

"Uh?" exclaimed Ramjet, puzzled.

A warp was quickly formed in the middle of the sky; a spiral of blue light appearing inside, just like they were ripples maybe of water in the middle of the sky.

The three Conehead seekers stopped and looked the warp amazed, none of them couldn't know what was that them knowing what it was. It looked like the warp that formed every time they used the Space Bridge, but it was smaller and…weirder.

"What's that?" exclaimed Dirge finally. "Is it some kind of freaking Autotrash trap?"

"I… I don't think so," Thrust answered still looking the warp. His radar system wasn't able to identify the phenomenon.

"It remembers me of a… a…" Ramjet began to say, turning towards his two companions. That distracting moment was fatal for him.

Something blue dropped suddenly from the hole and crashed into Ramjet. He tried to free himself, but he was trapped but his own body hindered him: his anatomy and wings were too showy and the fins and wings on his frame became entangled with the object that fell from the hole in the sky. He tried hard to maintain his altitude in the air, but the object crashed violently with him and was heavy and wouldn't allow him to regain his equilibrium. In a flash, he found himself dragged towards the ground by the heavy impact of the blow. Once again, Ramjet landed in his habitual style. Suddenly, the hole closed and it looked like nothing had happened or had ever been there before.

The two Coneheads remaining in the air were just as confused as their fallen comrade despite their quick: suddenly, a holed was open in the sky, something fell from the hole and crashed with Ramjet sending him to the muddled ground… And now, the only sign of this mysterious hole was Ramjet forcibly slammed into the ground.

"Ramjet!" Dirge was the first in showing any reaction. Quickly, he went to the crater with his fallen companion. After a few seconds, Thrust did the same.

Ramjet was buried in the mud with something big and blue heavily wrapped around him. He barely could lift his head.

"Oh, no!... Not AGAIN!" he complained. "I just polished my armor last week!" There was a pause without any answer, "What are you both waiting for?... Help me take this thing off me!"

The two Coneheads nodded and began to remove the blue thing from Ramjet. Finally, he could get up out of the mud.

"Damn planet!" he hissed as he looked his dirty paintjob, " I've never' been clean since I came here…" But again, he was distracted by Thrust's words.

"It is not a thing that crashed on Ramjet…It's a guy!"

"What!" asked Ramjet turning towards the red seeker.

Dirge turned the thing towards the other two seekers; then, they all looked down at a mech with a blue paintjob, and a cockpit and wings similar to theirs… mostly. His body was heavy damaged and had a big wound on his torso; they also could see something shining weakly inside the wound which was leaking mix of fresh energon and oil, a silent testimony of his state. One of his wings was missing but he had some kind of sword in his right fist. Obviously, if he was a robot with wings and a cockpit, he should be any a type of Transformer.

"What… who's that robot?" asked Thrust puzzled.

"He seems to be a Transformer like us," added Dirge.

"Correction… He is a Decepticon Seeker like us," affirmed Ramjet, "Look at the Decepticon symbols on his wing and arms," he added pointed at them.

"In fact… he looks like… Thundercracker." finished Thrust.

"Yeah, but this mech has a freaky, also, who's design is freaky?," opined Dirge. Then, he turned towards Ramjet, "Now what do we do with this guy? I never met him."

Before Ramjet answered Dirge's question, he around to make sure nothing looked like it was about to fall on him again when he gave his opinion.

"I don't know him, either… But I think we should carry him with us back to HQ'."

"What!" exclaimed Thrust.

"To the repair bay, I mean."

"You are nuts!" Dirge affirmed. "Do you think really think that Megatron, Screamer and Soundwave would allow a stranger like him to enter our quarters? Are you sure you didn't damage your systems in the last crash?"

"Shut up!... He is a Decepticon, a Seeker, like us… He belongs our Army."

"Yeah, a unknown guy dropped from the sky… Trying to explain that is going to be very funny!"

"Anyway, we never will know who he is if we don't repair him…" Thrust pointed finally.

"You too, Thrust!" Dirge was scandalized.

"Shut up you both! I'll ask Soundwave about this," explained Ramjet finally. His two companions didn't seem to be so glad with the idea, but it also seemed to be the best idea overall.
Ramjet opened a channel with the base and started to speak as soon as the contact was available.
"Ramjet reporting to base," he began. "We have found something interesting… We need to talk with Soundwave."

"Soundwave here," talked a known mechanical voice. "Speak."

"We have found an unknown Deception during our mission," Ramjet began to explain. "He seems to be a Seeker like us, but he's heavily damaged. We ask for instructions."

There was a pause. For once, Soundwave seemed confused, a quite odd idea.

"Carry him to HQ. Now," ordered Soundwave. "Out."

There was a sigh.

"Don't you see?... Soundwave was right," pointed Thrust.