Disclaimer: Transformers © Hasbro
Warnings: Mild innuendo and hints that Megatron is Not A Nice Mech™. Also, me trying and failing to write Soundwave in the first person. Feel free to scream now since that has managed to turn him somewhat creepy.
Notes:
Written for tf_rare_pairing's weekly challenge for May 23rd through May 29th. The prompt this time was Soundwave/Starscream – "Using this against you to get what I want".

Also, nonsense title makes no sense. It's just what came to me while writing. Yeah, I'm that weird.


Colour of Silence

You are incredibly easy to manipulate.

Obviously, this is not something you are aware of. If you were then you would not stumble so easily into Lord Megatron's word traps, playing into the role that he has written for you. He needs someone to be the fool, someone to beat down in order to display his power to the rest of the rank and file. The only reason he has chosen you and not me for that role is because I do not desire his regard.

You, on the other hand, do.

You need to have the respect of those around you, not only of those beneath you in rank but those equal and above you as well. Lord Megatron twists your desire in order to turn you into his scapegoat, because you will allow him to blame you for everything from the loss of the All Spark to the destruction of the Fallen in exchange for the hope that he will show you a scrap of regard. He does not, nor will he ever, yet you cannot see this truth.

Unlike Lord Megatron, I am willing to show you some small hints of regard when our paths cross. I am always privately amused by the shock you display, but you are slowly accepting that even if you cannot make Lord Megatron see you as a near-equal you have gained a small portion of my respect. You do not react so strongly when I do thus now, and this pleases me.

Because I am also manipulating you, but for another reason entirely.

I have an odd fascination with you, bordering on obsession if I am to be honest with myself. You are much like others of your frameset, more graceful in the air than on the ground, yet you retain a hint of that gracefulness whether in flight or on foot. I become insanely jealous when you give your attentions to Lord Megatron, who clearly does not appreciate them, and have already killed three lowly soldiers who dared to hold your attention long enough for an interface.

I will continue to give you that which you desire the most, the respect and regard which you crave as others crave energy to live, and in return you will one day soon give yourself to me completely. I will not settle for a simple, one-time interface, oh no. I will not be content until I claim you as my bonded mate, whether you are interested in that right now or not.

You will be mine. Only then will I be content to destroy Lord Megatron and take his place as the rightful leader of the Decepticons, to become what the Lord High Protector has continuously failed to be.

I am patient, and I am willing to wait as long as it takes.


End Note: ...oh boy. Creepy Soundwave is creepy. How the hell can I write creepy like this?