When Silence is Loudest
It was, by every definition, a normal day.
For every being on Earth, which oddly enough, included aliens. Not that many inhabitants on Earth knew that of course.
Except... Soundwave flew through the air.
He was doing a simple recon mission. And taking a break from the endless datapad work and Iacon Database back on the Warship.
The TIC quickly realised it's been far, far too long since he's been outside the Warship. There may or may not be dust in his joints (how embarrassing). The sun felt superb on his body. He soaked it up with a silent mental hum.
The communication officer mentally ordered Laserbeak to scout ahead. With a buzzing chirp she dispatched herself and flew off.
Everything was fine.
Everything was normal.
Then another Cybertronian came on radar. Soundwave homed in on it and... He mentally groaned.
Now he wishes he followed through on the creation of Cybertronian bugspray.
"SOUNDWAVE!" A feminine voice shouted.
Only one being that could be.
What a joy.
The TIC sharply turned. He landed neatly in front of Airchnid.
"I vow on this day the world will hear your screams!"
Soundwave rolled his optics behind his mask. He was already done with her and her antics. The communication officer waited for the spider glitch to charge at him. He won't even be able to enjoy round 2. Although her defeat would be nice.
Why wasn't she attacking?
Loud screeching.
Soundwave bit back a curse.
Insecticons.
The gangly mech was suddenly slammed into by the before mentioned large and screeching creature.
He immediately sent out a distress signal. He stood up in a self-defense position even though he was dazed and positive something was jarred loose inside him. He fought the best he could. But there is only so much one can handle when matched with many (uncountable it seems like) insecticons, only datacables to fight with, and just plain being out of practice. He was ashamed of that last fact.
It seemed like Soundwave was going to die.
How, unexceptional, of a death. He always expected something a bit grander. Or at least more honorable. Killed by a creepy spider-like huntress and Decepticon traitor. He felt like slapping himself.
But Airchnid stopped. She thought he was off-line. (Which could prove later be a fatal mistake, but still praise Primus). The Insecticon Queen retreated with this proud smirk.
Soundwave was all alone. He sent another distress signal and tried contacting Megatron though his comm-link system.
No avail.
He was going to die.
He didn't have the energy anymore to curse.
Energon was everywhere.
He felt odd.
Darkness was creeping up on him. It edged his vision. It wanted to take him. He wasn't sure if he wanted to let it. Soundwave felt like he was falling and floating at the same time. Was the gravity on this planet always this weird? He couldn't remember, or even focus enough to try. He felt like he was being picked up. A deep and slightly panicked voice ordered him to stay awake and stay with him for the love of Primus! And don't you dare leave me! He liked that voice. It was nice. And familiar. It was his favorite voice. Where'd he hear it before? He couldn't remember. But he did remember a large gray mech associated with that voice. Favorite voice was speaking again. Darkness creeped up closer now. Can't stay awake. Soundwave groaned. But out loud this time. Something told him that was not a normal habit for him. But he remained unsure.
He had no idea how much that single audible noise scared Megatron.