Don't know about anybody else, but after watching that episode with Soundwave (RID S2, ep 10) I was curious to find out what happened to him during his time in the Shadowzone.
The result is this fic (my first one ever!) so please excuse me if it isn't of high standards
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or it's characters, even though I'd love to
wish me luck :D
Chapter 1:Entering the void
He didn't see it coming. Rather ironic come to think of it, considering he's the Decepticon Spy and Communications Officer. One moment he was busy tapping away at the monitor, and the next he was being ground bridged to a very undesirable location. The Shadowzone. For you see, this morbid place resembles a labyrinth: there is only one way in and one way out.
Trapped between the two portals of swirling plasma, Soundwave's position was evidently dire. There was no time to calculate an escape route even for his highly advanced central processor. Within seconds the tendrils of his certain doom were curling their way round his slender form, tightening their hold around his limbs. Escape was nigh impossible now.
After all his hard work for the Decepticon Empire this is how he is repaid?! Primus forbid, why did he deserve this unfortunate fate? What did he do wrong? Always loyal to his supreme commander, lord Megatron, he is the epitome of faithfulness. Never once did he question his lords wishes, but obeyed with utter obedience. It is unfathomable to think that Starscream, a higher commanding officer, who is the embodiment of deception manages to get away as the victor at the end of the day, well majority of the time anyway.
But not Soundwave.
Luck is never on his side for he is a mech of pure logic. And his logic tells him that the world is a cruel place.
The sharp scraping of katanas against the metal floor, and the deafening sound of gunfire, became a distant memory as the sleek blue alt mode was violently spat out from the dark void of a portal.
The surrounding desert was empty. Nothing stirred amidst the dunes. As far as the eye could see the only thing present in this lifeless expanse of land was sand and the overcast sky full of menace. Not even the wind stirred. The calm before a storm.
It came out of nowhere. With a fierceness that rivals an enraged Predaking, avenging the demise of his brothers and sisters, the once emotionless Soundwave betrayed his deepest secret.
He does have emotions.
The sand came up like a tsunami, as the TIC fired multiple shots at the mountain of a dune. The fine grains twirled and fell like shrapnel upon his metal body, denting it in several places.
He didn't care.
Through all his long life he strived to become a mech of power so that he could influence the world, prove that the lower caste members of society weren't the pathetic group of beggars the elite thought they were. They, he, was more than that. He had something to offer to Cybertron, whether it be his intellect or any other skills he'd acquired over the millennia.
And yet, he never really achieved his goal and who knows if he ever will considering his current predicament.
All the anguish that he had bottled up over his long life erupted like lava spewing out of a volcano, accompanied by all the ash and rumble, consuming and destroying everything in its wake. The anger seethes around his body like a basilisk, ready to pounce on anything that draws too close. In his anguish, he didn't notice the lightning striking around him. The sheer white light accented his trembling that at a glance may appear as a tiny tremor, but in fact is the convulsion of his whole body.
Before loosing consciousness amidst the blizzard of sand, a high-pitched cry escaped his vocal processor. It was strange to hear such an emotional sound for it held an essence of the agony that was currently penetrating each part if his body. With that final display of despair, he fell into a deep recharge full of agonising nightmares of his crushed hopes and dreams.
Who would of thought that the master of portals was tricked by his own tricks.
The way back was shut. No one would come searching for him. The Decepticons were usually an equal match for the Autobots, while he was there. Without him they were surely doomed.
Yes, Soundwave was on his own, and evidently for a long time.
Treat this entry as a prologue-the story really kicks off in the next chapter. I'd like to know what u think so please don't hesitate to leave a comment:) (Any and all input is welcome:))
hope you and enjoyed it and I'll try to update soon :D