This is a spur of the moment idea I had. It's not yaoi, it's brotherly friendship between Soundwave and Jack. Oh! And a shout-out to SonicxJones, for helping me come up with the title! Thanks!
?, 3rd POV
Jack sighed with relief as he sat at the edge of the cliff, staring down into the canyon as he set his backpack down beside him.
It was late in the day, and it was one of the rare times he had to himself between school, his job, Autobot base and an over protective mom and partner.
After two weeks strait, he'd finally found a way to escape from everyone and everything, finally getting a chance to rest in his favorite spot.
It was close to Jasper, but not too close, and he could see into the depths of the canyon, and above the horizon.
Jack smiled contentedly as he reached into his bag, pulling out his sketchbook and pencils. Drawing was his secret hobby, and the raven haired teen could proudly say that he was pretty damn good at it too. But he never told anyone, not even Arcee or his mom.
If Miko found out, Jack knew he'd never hear the end of it.
As he flipped to a blank page, Jack stared at the sky for a moment, admiring the sky as it began to be painted red, orange and gold.
Looking back down at the page, Jack selected a pencil and began to lightly sketch out two forms. Miko and Raf.
As he continued, Jack failed to notice something flash in the sky. He only realized something was falling to the ground when it streaked past, nearly making him fall forward and off the cliff.
Quickly steadying himself, Jack shoved his sketchbook into his backpack before turning to stare behind him in shock.
The onyx haired teen quickly raised an arm, sheilding his face as the thing collided into the ground, sending debris flying.
Jack pulled himself away from the edge of the cliff huridly, having no wish of going over the edge.
He blinked as the dust fell away, then slowly moved his arm to stare at the thing that had skidded into the large stones at the other side of the cliff top.
Jack gulped, heart jumping into his throat as he recognized the thing to, in fact, be Soundwave.
But Jack's fear quickly dissapated when he saw that the 'con was sparking and unmoving.
"What...?" Jack whispered as he slowly crept forward, ignoring the screaming in his mind to call the 'bots and get the hell away. But Jack couldn't just leave Soundwave there, he was injured. And even 'cons didn't deserve to suffer.
Jack carefully inspected the 'con from afar. Soundwave had a shot wound in his shoulder, another in his side. The wires sparked from where they'd been blasted apart, and a wound from a blade sliced across the 'cons chasis. Energon leaked from the many wounds, soaking the 'con.
"Oh my god..."
Jack slowly moved forward, muscles tense in case he had to run. He stopped immediately when Soundwave's head slowly turned to look at him, but the TIC (third in command) didn't move more then that.
"What...What happend to you...?"
The 'con was silent for a moment, not that Jack expected an answer. But the teen jumped in surprise when Soundwave played a sound clip. Jack immediately recognized the voice to be Megatron's.
"Soundwave, you have been very usefull for the Decepticon cause. But I am afraid your use has come to an end."
The sound of fighting and firing came, then static.
Jack growled under his breath. How could Megatron do such a thing, and to his most loyal follower (though the teen doubted Soundwave was a follower of Megatrons at all any more).
Jack then realized that Soundwave needed help. He knew that the 'con (or perhaps former 'con, now,) couldn't harm him in the condition he was in.
Slowly, the raven teen moved forward, kneeling close to Soundwave's side.
"I want to help you...Will you let me?"
Soundwave inspected Jack for a moment, and Jack allowed it, staring at the mech's visor.
Slowly, the mech nodded, and Jack stood once again, moving forward. Inspecting the wounds closer, Jack was releaved to see that the worst damage was only to the circutry, not many energon lines had been cut in the attack. But how to patch them up was the question.
Soundwave, seeing the teens hesitation, realized that Jack didn't know what to do to patch up his wounds.
Jack jumped slightly in surprise when there was a crackle, then he looked at Soundwave's visor as the mech played a sound clip, the sound easily recognizable as Knock Out's voice.
"Megatron wants to find the key to Vector Sigma because, not only can it obtain much needed information, it also has the ability to heal, due to it's conection to the allspark."
Jack blinked, then pulled out the key from his shirt, undoing the latch of the chain and lifting it to eye level. He then turned his gaze to Soundwave once again.
"So this...this can heal you?"
Soundwave slowly nodded.
Jack took a single deep breath, gathering his courage before touching the key to the first wound.
The mech chirped slightly in discomfort as the key made quick work of the injury. Jack then slowly moved to the next wound.
"I...I'm sorry that this happend to you...no one should have to go through this...not even a 'con." Jack murmured, continuing to press the key to each wound.
Soundwave examined the onyx haired human with interest. While other humans were easy to read, their intentions in the world clear, Jack was a puzzle. A labrynth, with no clear path.
When the last wound was sealed shut, Soundwave sprung to his feet, making Jack stumble back in fear and surprise.
But instead of attacking him, the mech instead simply lept into the air, shifting before taking off.
Jack watched as the mech flew off, in awe of the flyers grace, and stilled stunned that he hadn't taken the chance to kill him.
Jack jumped to his feet, panicing as he realized how late it was. Latching the chain back around his neck, Jack tucked the key into his shirt, grabbed his bag, and took off in the direction of home. His mind still lingering on the strange, silent flyer.
Two days later, 3rd POV
Jack put his pencil aside, holding his sketch pad at arms length to examine the drawing.
He had yet to tell the 'bots of his encounter with Soundwave. He figured that since the former 'con hadn't hurt him, then it was fine to simply forget about the face to face meeting.
Problem was, he couldn't forget.
That would explain why he was presently staring at the newly finished sketch of the silent mech.
Jack sighed, shutting the sketch book and shoving it under his bed before getting up. He went to his dresser, pulling out a clean pair of clothes before going into the bathroom and turning on the water.
'I just don't understand...Why didn't he take the chance to kill me?...Maybe he isn't as bad as I thought. Anything he did, it was only because it was Megatron's orders...'
Jack shook the thoughts away irritatedly, sheding his pajama's and climbing into the shower.
His tense muscles instantly relaxed under the scawlding hot spray, and Jack let out a sigh of pleasure as he leaned his head back and let the water soak his face and hair.
He quickly scrubbed every inch of skin and hair, then climbed out, drying off and pulling on a pair of jeans.
The raven teen paused, looking in the mirror at himself and wincing at the familiar sight of the scars that littered his chest and arms, gifts from his ever loving father.
Sarcasm. Have to love it.
Jack moved back into his room, shirt and towel in hand. He sat on his bed, leaning forward slightly as he quickly began to dry his hair.
The teen jumped slightly in surprise when a ding eminated from his computer.
Setting aside the towel, Jack stood, going and staring at the screen as he leaned on the desk chair.
Jack was surprised to see it was a chat request.
"Mixmaster808?" Jack murmured to himself in confusion.
Setting the shirt in his hand aside, Jack moved, sitting in the desk chair and clicking 'accept'.
Mixmaster808 has logged on.
J.D_271 had logged on.
Jack quickly typed in the box.
J.D_271: Hello?
Mixmaster808: Hello Jack.
A chill went up the raven teens spine, the stranger knew his name?
J.D_271: Who R U?
Mixmaster808: A friend.
J.D_271: Yeah rite. I'm outta here.
Mixmaster808: Relax, I only want to talk.
J.D_271: Well sorry, but my mom said never 2 talk 2 strangers.
Mixmaster808: Humorous.
J.D_271: U never answered my question. Who R U?
Mixmaster808: I did answer. I'm a friend.
J.D_271: That's not an answer.
Mixmaster808: Ttyl.
Jack blinked, shocked as the chat box shut. Only one question came to mind for him, and he voiced it.
"What the hell just happend?"