Binary Systems

by Azaxiel

Soundwave escapes from the shadowzone, having witnessed the final battle for Cybertron. Now that Megatron has ended the Decepticons, he wants nothing more than to live out the rest of his life in peaceful solitude with his one remaining symbiont. That is, until a new individual crashes into his existence. Rated T for Cybertronian cursing. AU/Takes place after Predacons Rising.

2. Prologue

"WARNING! WARNING!-" sirens wailed as the ships computer made a desperate attempt to alert the pilot to the rapidly approaching ground.

"What the? Huh?" a unsteady voice called out from below the control console.

"WARNING! LOSING ALTITUDE!" the ships computer repeated as a hand appeared, slowly pulling the pilot from the floor.

"Computer! Status report!" he shouted as he shook his head, trying to clear his vision. Bracing himself on the control console, he lifted himself up before collapsing unceremoniously into the chair before it. He offlined his optics before onlining them again, his vision finally starting to clear just in time to see the planets surface rapidly approaching.

"Oh slag! Slag! Slag!" he rapidly slammed a few keys on the console, causing a control yoke to rise up from beneath the console. Grabbing it roughly, he pulled back towards himself as hard as he could. His approach was shallowing out, but not enough, and certainly not fast enough. He was going to crash, that much was for certain. The only distinction now, the only one that mattered anyway, was how bad of a crash it was going to be. He hurriedly tapped a few more keys before slamming the throttle lever to his left to full power, the ships engines screaming at full capacity to both slow his approach and potentially, hopefully, bring his current course slightly less perpendicular to the planets surface.

"Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! This is Saturn 2. I repeat this is Saturn 2, I'm going down!" He screamed the hail into his com, hoping someone would hear it and send rescue. Primus knows if he wasn't able to salvage this approach he was going to need them. He quickly looked over his shoulder at the lone stasis pod the ship had onboard.

He contemplated using it as an escape capsule. It was still viable, and sure to survive the crash. He turned back, tapping a few more commands into the control console, attempting to fire retro-rockets usually reserved for landing in an attempt to slow the ship down. A loud explosion on the starboard side of the ship turned contemplation into action as the retro-rocket system failed. He dove from the command console to the stasis pod, tapping a few commands into the keypad on the side before sliding in as the cover closed with a hiss. Through the transparent lid, he was able to see the ground, close enough now to make out scars on its metallic surface. He threw a hand up to shield his face before a cold blackness overtook him.

The Saturn 2 impacted the ground with enough force to leave a significant crater and a trail of wreckage for almost a full kilk. The remains of the ship were barely recognizable, save for a lone stasis pod that had been ejected from the wreckage, it's occupant alive, but not in the best shape.