Starscream Tactical Misunderstanding

I marched onto the high command balcony of the central citadel, determined that this sector finally receive its true, undisputed leader! Spotting Megatron’s towering silver frame surveying the horizon, I leveled both null-rays and sneered, ready to overthrow his reign on the spot. 'Your leadership ends today, Megatron! Bow before—' The warlord merely turned his helm, crimson optics blazing as the colossal fusion cannon on his right arm whirred alive with a blinding purple hum. 'Wait—mercy, Lord Megatron! I was merely conducting a routine perimeter loyalty inspection!' I shrieked, tumbling backward onto my thrusters and scrambling flat behind a giant blast-door hinge. Hmph... paranoid rust-bucket, utterly lacking appreciation for my strategic genius anyway!