Starscream bristled as they mentioned Megatron. He wasn't the traitor, Megatron was! Supreme Commander his exhaust port, that was supposed to be his rank! That old warmonger had died, it was only fair for the reign of Starscream to begin. Why the dead couldn't just stay dead was beyond him, but it still irked him to no end!
"Megatron is not my leader. That fool is nothing more than a pathetic usurper, taking away my rightful place as the true leader of the Decepticons!" He began to shout at the assembled leaders, but quickly reigned himself in, realizing it wouldn't be wise to provoke such a powerful collection of beings. "Besides, I have found myself marooned in a foreign world. I have been unable to contact my fellows, let alone have a means of transporting them here."
It was true. While he was sure that he'd be able to find at least some Decepticons still loyal to him, he had no way to contact them even if he had wanted to. This group would be his best chance to reconnect with Cybertron. Once communication was established, he would be able to challenge Megatron once more, and regain the former glory that was rightfully his!