Yeah-ya! My first Soundwave/Starscream fic! I'm so happeh! I had a friend at one point who loved this couple. And of course, talking to her yesterday I thought of my favorite TF love triangle (Starscream X Soundwave, Soundwave X Megatron)
Soundwave is my little pairing whore XD! He's just so perfect with everyone (W-what am I the only one who thinks that 0_o)But yes.
I tried to keep them all as normal but it may go a bit OOC throughout the story. Hope you enjoy!
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Soundwave's POV
He's in trouble again? How often does one little Seeker need to fail before he gets it through his processor? Megatron drags Starscream by the wing through the command center. Starscream was whimpering and growling; sometimes so softly only I could hear him.
"Soundwave!" The large silver mech calls me. "Take Starscream to Hook, tell him to cut this traitor's wings off inch by inch!" Megatron yells, crimson optics glaring at the younger tri-colored Seeker who was trying to pry Megatron's hand off his wing.
"Yes Lord Megatron." I salute, snatching the small Decepticon up by his shoulder and restraining his hands. Our leader trudges off and I head to the med bay with Starscream. Surprisingly he doesn't say a word the whole time, it was strange. I could feel his trembling from the pain in his wing; it must be hard to have to care for such an expanse of sensitive metal.
"Recommendation: Don't fuck around with Megatron so often." Call it reflex from having two young siblings, but I couldn't help but feel bad for him. He was a hard worker, it's just whenever he did do good work, Megatron wasn't around. Starscream turns his head away from me in the equivalent of a pout, it was always so childishly adorable.
"That's easy for you to say." The Seeker mumbles, still not facing me at all. It makes me angry, no one understands my predicament; and they all joke about it. "Megatron slaggin' loves you." He snarls, yanking on his binds a bit, but giving up quickly. What he says is all too true, which is just that much more obnoxious.
"That's not always the best emotion to gain from Megatron." I admit, stopping my movement forward and looking at the floor; trying to calm myself down. One thing I was really bad a, was holding in emotions like anger. Starscream offers me a confused look and shifts his now stiff shoulders.
He switches from confusion to anger, "Hm, what is that supposed to mean? I've never seen you once get beat up. You're always by our glorious leader's side." Starscream growls, looking away again. It was always hard to talk about my loyalty, I could never explain to anybody just how much I owed Megatron. Especially not to an arrogant Seeker like Starscream. I move over and un-cuff him without a word. "What are you-" The Seeker begins, rubbing his sore wing and wrists.
I spin back around and grab him by the shoulder, "Listen. I'm letting you go. Like you said; Megatron wouldn't hurt me like he hurts you." I couldn't help but shout; I was angry, but not at Starscream, at myself really. I'd never been so happy to wear a visor and face mask. "I do a lot to keep by Megatron. And I'm getting pretty tired of you screwing up his plans and hurting him all the time. I owe him my life Starscream!" A look of surprise crosses the smaller mech's face. "And I really don't wan to end up hurting you one day, to protect him."
Oh fuck! I didn't mean to say that! Starscream flinches and looks at me with wide crimson optics. "S-Soundwae I-" Primus I can't believe it came out like that! I turn and walk off, quicker than usual of course.
Starscream stands in the hall and rubs the back of his helm.
Starscream'sPOV
That was strange. Not typical behavior for Soundwave was it? I pace around my room, my wing having been fixed, there was only one thing I could think about; Soundwave's weird behavior earlier.
"Perhaps he really is sick of me trying to kill Megatron. Wow, I never thought of anyone else actually liking Megatron, or the fact they would get mad at me for trying to overthrow him…hm." Well, I might have been a scientist, but I wasn't the type who thought about all variables, only the ones that appealed to me.
My comm. Link buzzes annoyingly and I answer it hesitantly. "Yes, Starscream here." I say into the comm. Skywarp is on the other end.
"Hey 'Screamer. Wanna join my and TC for some energon later?" My younger wing mate asks.
I don't think drinks are what I really want right now, it sounds good but… "I need to stay and do some work tonight bu-"
"Aw c'mon! Grapple, Hook, Shockwave and even Soundwave are coming!" The eager Seeker lists loudly. Well it does sound fun and…wait!
"Soundwave? How the hell did you get him to come along?" I ask back, surprised Soundwave did anything other than work.
"Well actually Megatron is making him. Says he needs some time off. Weird huh, Megatron is never that nice!" Skywarp points out laughing. "C'mon man! Don't be such an Autobot." He pushes. Sighing I agree to go along and switch off my comm..
Soundwave's POV
Primus I hate Megatron right now. Stuck at a bar with five drunken idiots. I look over to Starscream, sitting in a booth with two other Decepticons. Make that only…four drunken idiots. He was facing out of the booth on the edge of the seat with a barley touched energon in his blue servo. His long, white legs were crossed and his wings fluttered every so often when one of the guys got too close to them.
"Hey Seeker!" A mech larger than me, with dark green armor and yellow optics steps in front of Starscream. The tri-colored Seeker looks up and narrows his optics dangerously, an admirable quirk he had.
"What?" Starscream snaps back. The green 'bot grins and yanks him up by the collar plates, lifting him off his pedes. "Put me down!" the Seeker snarls, pointing his arm-mounted gun at him. Outlaw, as his name apparently was, bends the muzzle of the gun back on both arms.
"I'm sorry little Seeker, I just wanted to introduce myself." Outlaw says in the same tone you would talk to a youngling in. Too drunk to notice anything wrong, Hook and Skywarp jus keep laughing at their jokes. Starscream's faceplate contorts in to one of pain, suggesting Outlaw is crushing his collar plating. "You're lookin' too good to be here by yourself. Somethin' might happen o ya'." The large mech grins, pushing Starscream around the table to a wall, keeping him in his shadow. "Ya' ever been with a mech twice your size Seeker? It's one hell of a time." Outlaw smiles and grabs Starscream's face, smashing their lips together.
Starscream struggles against the larger mech, raking his fingers down his armor. The green mech wraps his free arm around Starscream's waist, pulling him against his broad chest. Enough of this slag! I stand up and hurry over, grabbing Outlaw's shoulder and turning him around as far as I could. He looks at me with a twinge of annoyance. "Hey buddy, I'm kinda bussy."
I take no second thought in implanting my knuckle joints into his sad excuse for a faceplate.
Starscream's POV
Apparently Soundwave really packs a punch, because he send the mech skidding backwards; through tables and chairs. He practically picks me up after I ended up on the floor and moves me back over to Thundercracker; who had rushed over after seeing Soundwave deck the mech. My older wing mate steps up next to Soundwave and raises his arm, pointing his gun at Outlaw.
"Oh you're gonna regret that!" The green mech growls, flicking ruble off him. He grabs a fairly large rock he had kicked up from the floor and hurls it towards TC and Soundwave. It hits Soundwave's visor, shattering the sensitive glass. He winces and puts a servo over one of his optics. I can see purple/pink energon leaking through the spaces in his hand; some of the glass must've got in his optic.
Thundercracker is first to fire, aiming at Outlaw's chest and head. Soundwave recovers quickly but doesn't remove his hand. The tape deck places a well aimed shot to the green mech's shoulder joint, causing him to growl in pain and jump to his pedes. Outlaw grabs a bottle and motions for two of his buddies over. TC lowers his arm and stands in a ready position, Soundwave does the same but throws his gun to me. He moves his other hand from his face, getting ready to fight.
As they begin to brawl, the thought occurred to me that…Soundwave, just had his optic shattered…essentially for me. And now both he and Thundercracker are fighting because of me; Primus do I feel like a douche.
Skywarp, drunk as hell, cheers on the fight whilst hanging over Hook's shoulder. I can't stand this; it's not that I don't support fighting; it's that I don't like causing it. I begin to sneak my way around to where Outlaw is in the process of ripping Soundwave's face mask off.
"All of you stop!" That was the voice I planned on using when I finally became leader of the Decepticons. With Soundwave's gun pointed at Outlaw, the other two mechs stopped tussling with Thundercracker. "Drop the knife." I snarl at one of the smaller mechs. "And you…" I look at Outlaw, pushing the gun against the back of his helm. "Let. Him. Go."
He drops Soundwave to the floor, poor tape deck was covered in bleeding wounds and scratched paint. "Now get out of here. And take your friends." I order, glaring at the two other mechs who were smaller than me. They both hurry towards the door and I walk Outlaw in the same direction. I release his arm and shove him to the door. He turns and glares at me.
"Of course…one more thing though." Outlaw says. He pulls out a rifle and points it at me. "Goodbye Seeker." The larger mech smiles as he pulls the trigger. I shut my optics and brace for the pain and possible off-lining. But two hands place themselves on my shoulders and spin me around. Soundwave takes the shot in the back and cringes at the pain, but doesn't hesitate turning around and using his shoulder-mounted machine gun. Barley dodging the barrage of bullets Outlaw runs out the door and transforms to drive away. I didn't want to open my optics, but I hear Soundwave sigh and turn back to face me, putting his hands back in place. His helm touches the back of mine before I feel his whole presence just disappear.
"Soundwave!" Thundercracker shouts, moving around me to the tape deck's side. TC didn't look good either, the one mech who had the knife had destroyed his chest and had slit his cheek and neck. Soundwave lay unconscious on the ground, bleeding from his optic still and now from the hole in his back.
Absently, as Thundercracker picks him up and hurries out with everyone behind him, I think hos handsome Soundwave looks without his visor and face mask. It makes me wonder why he wears it. Perhaps it hand something to do with what he said earlier, maybe it's not jus me, maybe Megatron has done something that causes him to be so reserved and private.
TBC
Yeah Sara, tell them it'll be just a little OOC.
You f*king idiot. -_-
Yeah I understand that was complete OOC for about everyone but Megatron. Well what can I say? A fangirl's mind is an enigma.