A/N okay, chapter three is a go! Oh, okay, so Soundwave's personality is like the one in tfp, but he looks like him in bay movie #3. If that makes sense. Usually silent and deadly. I wanted him to look like the Soundwave in tfp, but it wouldn't connect to well with the movies. Gah, it's annoying.

Sorry for the short chapter, as well. This was originally going to be a part of the previous chapter, but then I thought, hey this could be a whole other chapter with Soundwave in it. But after I wrote it, I realized I misjudged the length. Silly me. But anyway, enjoy! And please, review! I would really like some review, just to know if it actually is good.

Disclaimer: I do not own transformers, or anything to do with them, but any oc's are mine! Even if they are practically non-existent.

Chapter 3

Megatronus skulked down the street after he walked Orion home. He burned with a fury so hot; he almost wished it wasn't there. Almost. But the fury gave him strength, courage. Especially for what he was planning to do. But right now Soundwave wished to see him, and he sounded urgent. He turned down streets and alleyways. Hmm, I wonder what Soundwave wishes for me to see. It must be important if he wants to meet me in the middle of the night, he thought to himself. He finally reached the meeting point, and looked around for him, but only saw darkness. His optics narrowed, confused as to where Soundwave was. He heard a clank behind him, and he spun around to find Soundwave standing in the pathway.

"Soundwave, my loyal friend. You never fail to sneak up behind me. Now, what is it you wished for me to see?" Soundwave handed him a data pad. Megatronus grabbed and studied it to find nothing but encrypted documents.

"You asked me to come in the middle of the night for encrypted documents?" Megatronus asked, a little skeptical of his silent friend. Soundwave nodded.

"Laserbeak infiltrated the Primes archive and found the documents. I believe they contain all the original laws created by the thirteen," Soundwave explained. Megatronus, shocked, looked at the data pad with new respect.

"As interesting that is, why is this important now?" Megatronus asked.

"There are 42 different laws in that data pad. We now only have 39. One was publically removed, but the other two have not been mentioned anywhere. They just disappeared. I want to know why."

"But I can't decrypt these. I am only programmed as a security bot, and a gladiator! Surely you don't want me to waste my time learning decryption code programs to learn what two insignificant laws are missing?"

"But Orion can," Soundwave pointed out. Megatronus contemplated this.

"Yes, he could. But I won't give them to him soon, understood? Orion was at the riot today, in front of Iacon hall, and he was wounded by the wave of bots running at him," Megatronus said, flipping through the data pad. Soundwave frowned. He witnessed the whole thing himself, and he knew Orion wasn't hurt by the crowd, but by the police bot. But he kept silent. He was a master of secrets, if someone else was keeping one, he wouldn't tell. Soundwave began to slink off, his goal obtained, for now.

Megatronus looked up to find him gone, and let out a vent. He then continued on to his other intended destination. He thought about what Soundwave told him, and about what happened yesterday. I am so glad Orion is just okay, he thought, his fury coming back in full swing. Nobody stopped him as he again began to stalk down the street, knowing to well not to mess with an angry gladiator. His thoughts stoked his fury, making him clench his servos. What if he hadn't been just knocked out, Megatronus thought, what if he had been put into critical care, or worse. What if he had been one of the one's to... NO! He told himself. That won't happen. Pax knows how to take care of himself, even if he doesn't know how to fight. But in the end, he couldn't stop the thought slinking into his processor. What if Orion had died? A shaky vent came out, nearly a sob. He clamped down on it. Keep it together, only a few more blocks before you can let it all out.

Then, with relief, he spotted his goal. The Scarrows arena. The beginning of gladiators and arena's. All gladiators dreamed of going there, but only the best actually do, due to the fact that to go in is practically a death wish. Only two rules stood for any gladiator to go in. Win 100 battles, and be able to beat their worst loser. This place really showed whether you really were that good, and where true battles were fought. He marched through the entrance and went to the control center, where the director probably was at this time. He slammed open the doors and marched in, confidence filling him with strength.

He spotted the director, who was somewhat flabbergasted at his loud entrance. He was a short bot, but as some organics across the stars would say, very meaty. Not fat, but muscular. From his structure build, he could tell he was sparked as an engineer. Not as bad as some castes, but certainly not all that good. Megatronus let himself feel some respect toward the director, who obviously worked hard to get to his status now. The bot did not have any distinct coloration, and no particular feature unique to him. But the gladiator next to him was a different story altogether.

The gladiator was a tall, robust figure, with a dark and looming demeanour about him. He had a detachable helmet on, with only a strip of opening to let his optics see. They were a dark, purplish blue, hinting the malice within. Megatronus noted this, as he had not seen many with that type of colour optics. But it was known to happen. But what came after purple, no one knew. It was rumoured they go red when they are completely lost, but that had never been heard of since the days of rebuilding: a time where bots began to rebuild after the Thirteen and Unicron fought. That was a long time ago. The bot had a very strong build, which suggested why he existed as of now. Scars ran down his chassis and faceplates, making him look fierce. But Megatronus knew better than to cower at mere scratches. He had seen, and done, a lot worse. Megatronus walked up to them, ignoring the low growls coming from the other gladiator.

"Who in the pit are you?" The director asked rudely, obviously not liking the abrupt interruption.

"My name is Megatronus, and I wish to fight here," he answered.

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