I know I should be working on other stories but this plot bunnie was not going to stop bugging me until I wrote it. Sowwy!
Warnings: Guns, Energon, Cybertronian and human cuss words, Evil Optimus, Good Soundwave.
Takes place on Cybertron. Inspired by Transformers War for Cybertron
I DO NOT OWN! GEEZ!
MEMORIES
Thoughts
Narration
"Talking"
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Explosions were pounding at my audio receptors as I shot numerous Autobot scouts, killing them instantly. The only thing that kept me going was one thought in my head.
They would pay for what they did to me, to Flarelight, to him!
I saw a streak of yellow in the corner of my eye as I drove my plasma sword into the neck of the one known as Bluestreak.
My warning sensors went off and I spun around, blocking myself from a blow.
Another scout was attacking me and I swung at him. He blocked me and I punched him in the gut with my free hand, causing him to topple over. I pointed my sword at his neck.
"It ends here autobot. Prepare for termination!" I yell in my usual monotone voice.
His ice blue optics are filled to the brim with fear.
Oh Primus.
I knew those eyes.
They were her eyes.
"No! Please! Don't take Bumblebee!"
"Up against the wall, glitch!"
I watch as my beautiful femme stands defiently against the offending 'Bot. I throw her a panicked look.
"Flare! Take Bumblebee and run!" I yell.
The scout points his pistol at my throat. "
Quiet you! Give us the kid or suffer!"
I shake my head and Flarelight cradles Bee to her spark chamber. The pistol goes off and a burning feeling spreads through out my body.
"Soundwave!" Flarelight screams.
"Why do you want Bumblebee?!" I try to yell, but end up coughing up energon instead.
Flarelight takes over my voice
"Why do you want our sparkling?!"
"Because the boss man wants the kid now hand him over!"
She starts sobbing. I send her waves of comfort through our bond, only to feel it cut off as another shot breaks the atmosphere.
Her spark rips from mine and a feeling of grief sweeps over my head.
My optics are dimming from loss of energon.
The last thing I see before going under is Bumblebee being snatched by the Autobot, crying and screaming, and they fade into the smoke.
My sword falls to the ground with a clang.
"Bumblebee?" I mumble.
He looks at me with bewildered eyes and I back up away from him.
After all these years? I think.
He clambers up and points a plasma canon a me.
"What's wrong Decepticreep? To much of a coward to fight like a mech?" His voice is filled with scorn.
I just look at him. He looks so much like his mother. I think.
His canon is charging up and I stumble away from him into the smoke.
I look back.
Optimus Prime was standing on a wall, looking down on me. The mech who took everything from me.
He smirks.
"He's mine now, Soundwave." He yells.
I point my rifle at him.
"For now Prime! I will get him back! Just wait! Just you wait fragging bastard!"
He turns away and I see him with Bumblebee. I couldn't here what they were saying as they fought our foot soldiers, but I saw him mouth one word.
Dad.
I believe with Soundwave's parental streak, he was bound to have had a sparkling, ignoring the Cassetes. So I gave him a reason to join the Decepticons in the first place. Revenge.
R&R!
Soundwave: Acknowledged. *types up review*
Not you Soundwave! Ugh.