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Pain, pain is all he remembers, a explosion of searing heat enveloping his faceplate as he flaled in agony and then. Silence, piercing instantaneous Silence as his higher system functions shutdown instantaneously. Starscream was supposed to be dead but by some unforseen force he lived.. the silence was broken by a loud tinnitus ringing that echoed through his pounding skull and the inky blackness that seemed to have lasted for years gave way to a blinding light. Through the tortuous ringing he heard it, voices small muffled squeaking things. Humans he supposed.
quick deep breathes erupted as his fried systems began working overtime Starscream tried and failed to stand his body, from his anatomical data surmised seemed to be intact but his complex motor functions were heavily damaged from the explosion his head rolled to the side lazily in defeat.
From what he could see *seeing being a overstatement* his struggling had alerted the brightly colored human shaped blobs that now stood nearby speaking in quiet whispers. Starscream unbothered by their presence slowly began to lift his dead weight of a arm to push himself up before promptly falling with a loud thunk. His sudden movents seemed to have frightened the pests. Shouts and cries were followed by doors slamming and tires burning rubber.
When His head collided with the concrete a sharp needle like pain jolted the seeker in a frightened scramble as exposed nerve endings jostled insiting a pained grunt. Carefulness replaced with the need to stand he put one claw back on the ground and the another holding his mangled face. With a defiant growl he pushed again his taloned feet gripped the ground as he finally stood. the world spun all around him until he stilled himself with a nearby overturned bus.
Letting out a weak blood-logged grumble he stood upright without the need of the bus and began to take his first wobbly steps, he was going to survive-no. matter. what.