The latest clash between the Autobots and the Decepticons was reaching its peak with both sides firing into each other, the rifle fire lighting up the night sky like a demented light show .
Orders were being shouted out among the Autobot ranks instead of commed, the reason was that Soundwave had joined the battle and with the new Intel he'd acquired through Buzzsaw's diligent stake outs he'd almost completely cracked the autobots frequency. The Autobots weren't taking any chances and changing to foreign Earth languages to bark short and coded orders to the front.
Soundwave crouched behind smoldering wreckage avoiding sniper shots from Perceptor and repressive fire from the Autobots front line. He sought out his symbiotes with the bond, checking in on all of them and sending them strong feelings of concern with the silent words of 'be careful' his symbiotes sent back the feelings just as strong.
Soundwave commed Megaton requesting orders. 'Soundwave ready to initiate code but must be closer to target.' He waited patiently for the reply 'Go. Make sure to hack the prime first he's the one we want to listen to Prowl and Ratchet are our next priority.' Soundwave nodded to himself and blasted sound waves that would scramble the Autobots targeting programs for a short amount of time. He sent his plan details to his symbiotes and they immediately scoped the area around him and drew away fire for him to run. He was a big mech after all and his symbiotes were more than willing to help their carrier avoid blaster rounds.
Drift had been too far away from the others and he knew it, he also knew that his leg injury meant he couldn't walk back to safety either. He tried to comm the others immediately but he was fragged if he could get anyone to reply. He groaned and fear settled in as he thought of his options, he could send his distress to his Bondmate but then there would be questions and they couldn't risk getting in trouble or everyone on the Ark finding out about their little 'problem'.
He pushed the thoughts away with a much bigger worry, the Decepticons. He hid behind the rubble and sighed he was far into the battle grounds but still in Autobot territory so he should be fine as long as the others held their ground right?
Soundwave skidded to a halt when he stumbled upon Drift the ex-Deception who had turned Autobot looked at him as if he'd been told he had cosmic rust. Soundwave was suspicious when Drift clutched one hand around his abdomen and the other pointing a very broken rifle at Soundwave but what shocked him the most (and Soundwave didn't shock easily) was Drift was crying optics leaking heavily and his voice filled with static 'please just go. Please you don't understand' Soundwave was a nosy mech no matter what situation and with the Decepticons gaining ground his discovery wouldn't be secret for long he opened his mind to the other and forced his way in.
He saw Drift throwing up every morning and preceptor looking worried. Memories of going to Ratchet and seeing scans of the little protoform growing in his spark chamber and the ecstatic hope filled conversations of the future and lastly Perceptor pleading to Drift not to go into battle today and to stay away.
Soundwave pulled out of Drifts mind with as much care as possible as to not knock out the other mech and just stood there astonished. And scared. He'd never been faced with this kind of choice before he couldn't even remember the last time anyone had been carrying a sparkling. Before Soundwave could voice his thoughts Motormaster came running up to them both.
'Hey Soundwave you found this little fragger hu? Hey why haven't you wasted him yet here let me show you how to frag up a little traitor' the glee evident in the way the large mech clenched his servos together. Soundwave didn't remember arming his rifle neither did he remember where he raised it but he remembered shooting Motormaster right in his smug face and almost just almost offlining him. As Motormaster fell to the floor he quickly rushed over to Drift just as the outcry of commes from the Decepticons and the emotional backlash from the symbiotes started making his processor run twenty time faster 'Trust me' he quickly monotoned to the other mech and he carried Drift bridal style straight towards the Autobots and in the opposite direction to the Decepticons.