A/N: What am I doing, starting a multi-chapter romance with no plot planned? *pulls hair* Am I crazy?

Tonya: Yes.

Kankuro: No. Ignore Tonya, she's just trying to make you feel bad. Relax, this story won't end up like your first attempts at writing romance. Besides, you wrote those bad stories when you were 14. You're better now.

Thanks Kankuro, you always make me feel better. Anyways, as I said earlier, I have no plot for this story so I'm planning to take it slow, but suggestions are welcome. Seriously, for the love of Primus, please give me suggestions!

Note: The title of the story comes from the song Resistance by Muse.

Thank you Wannabe Starscream for resurrecting this plot bunny. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

But It Could Have Been Right

Chapter 1

Thundercracker and Skywarp stood before the Space Bridge, waiting patiently for mech they were to escort back to the Nemesis.

"So…" said Skywarp, trying to start a conversation, "TC, who do you think the new guy is going to be?"

Thundercracker shrugged. "Hopefully a better tempered medic. Primus knows Hook doesn't have the greatest berthside manner."

"True, but maybe he could be a triple changer," suggested Skywarp.

Thundercracker grimaced. They didn't need another rude, power-hungry, and very large mech with two alt-modes. Three was more than enough.

Before the blue Seeker could say anything, a familiar voice asked, "Are you Skywarp and Thundercracker?"

The two Seekers turned and there stood a gold Seeker who sounded a little too much like their Air Commander.

"I'm Sunstorm, the soldier Shockwave sent."

Shockwave sent us a trineless Seeker? thought Skywarp and Thundercracker, both believing that Shockwave's logic circuits have finally fried.

"Well, are you?" asked Sunstorm, servos on his hips and tapping his pede.

Primus, the Seeker reminded them even more of their trinemate with that pose. They nodded and Sunstorm replied, "Good, then we can go now."

XXX

When the three Seekers later entered the Control Room, they were met with an all too familiar sight: Starscream complaining about something, Megatron looking about ready to use his temper, and Soundwave standing by, watching silently. Just a typical day at the Nemesis.

Thundercracker and Skywarp were about to tune out their Air Commander when they heard a certain word.

"Megatron, you had Shockwave send us the defective clone!" Starscream screeched.

Clone? thought Thundercracker and Skywarp at the same time.

"We need soldiers, not some knock-off that can't-"

Starscream was cut off when Megatron backhanded him, knocking the Seeker to the ground.

"Silence, you imbecile," growled Megatron, "Shockwave can't afford to send any soldiers right now, not with Autobot femmes' constant attacks. The only reason Sunstorm is here is so he can train to become a better soldier to assist Shockwave with those wretched femmes."

Starscream glared at his Commander and, as he got back up, asked, "Why should we train the clone if it can't control its abilities?" "Sunstorm can control his abilities. If you read the reports Shockwave sent, you would know that," Megatron stated before continuing, "and we are not training him. You are."

The SIC's optics widened and he sputtered, "Y-you can't be serious! I am the Air Commander of this army and I refuse to waste my talents sparkling-sitting some worthless clone!"

"You have no choice in the matter, Starscream," said Megatron, "as long as I am the Supreme Commander of the Decepticons, you will follow my orders."

"You won't be for long if I have anything to do with it," muttered the tri-colored Seeker under his breath.

It was then Megatron noticed the other Seekers in the room. "Thundercracker, Skywarp, you are dismissed."

"Yes, Lord Megatron," said Seekers replied before leaving the room, both were shocked to learn that Sunstorm was a clone of (obviously) Starscream. They were so going to bother their trineleader about this later.

"Sunstorm, come here," ordered Megatron.

The gold Seeker bowed his helm submissively and did as he was told, much to Starscream's disgust. How could Sunstorm be a clone of him? It was preposterous!

"You will be trained by Starscream for the rest of your stay here, understand?" said Megatron.

Sunstorm nodded.

Megatron smirked. "Good. At least one of you is obedient. Starscream, escort Sunstorm to his quarters."

"What? No, I-"

Starscream's complaints fell silent when he saw the fusion cannon aimed at his spark chamber.

"Yes, Lord Megatron," Starscream amended, then to Sunstorm he said through clenched dentas, "Follow me."

XXX

Starscream led Sunstorm down the long, turning, purple halls until he stopped at a door. "This is your room. My room is around the corner. Don't bother me unless it involves your training or else I will make you regret it."

With that, Starscream walked away before Sunstorm could say a word to him.

Sunstorm let out an air intake and stared at his door for a few moments. The clone then slammed his helm on the door and groaned, "He never gave me the code to open the door!"

A/N: I'm sorry that this first chapter is so short, but I wanted to end the chapter here. Can you feel the love between them? XD

If you liked, then please review.

Again, suggestions are greatly appreciated!