This is a pretty short chapter, I wanted to try to do a first person, so tell me if you guys like it or not and if so ill try to add more first persons into the mix. If not ill just go back to normal. Thank you for you're reviews! I love it! And ill give a special shout out to the 20th person to Review AND ill add them as a caracter minor or major. Into the story, of course. With the details they tell me.
Soundwave POV
I could feel the blood rushing to my head. My fingers going numb, losing my balance. Everything was so slagging slow... I knew I was in trouble when I looked up, the hair slipping from my eyes to reveal them, but for some reason I didn't care, I could feel the stares if the children on me. Of Optimus, of ratchet. But the only stare I cared for, for the moment was the black and red mech who was looking down at me. His optics soft, but ringing with excitement, he could see through my disguise. He knew who I was. And for that moment I was afraid. The heavy black plate that always his his mouth moved slightly. And I knew he was about to say something.
I panicked. And quickly sent him a mental thought.
'Don't tell them who I am, please'
His eyes went narrow with fear for a second before he realized, and sent a mental burst back.
'Soundwave?'
My breath caught, how could this be? i saw him die on Cybertron. Watched him get torn apart by the Autobot's, how could he be here? Alive? And without a single scar on his metal? My knees grew weak and for a second I thought I would fall. But the Black and red mech was quick to scoop me up. I stood proudly on his palm. And looked him right in the optics. I heard the others talking. Whispering, gasping. I could feel Optimus surprise. But again none of it mattered at the moment. But i fought the courage to send another burst of note through to the mech.
'Bloodlust, how?'
Bloodlusts optics grew cold and a lighter shade of red as he looked at me. I could feel my brain start to tingle, but with love and company. And I gladly welcomed it. I used to love when Bloodlust sent me his love through out bond, yes. Our bond. i remembered his spark, burning and spiking inside of my chest when i watched bloodlust die, watched as his optics offline
'How?'
i repeated. Breathing heavy and thick. i began to shake slowly, i couldn't believe what i was seeing.
From the look of it bloodlust was in shock. Looking down at me, not seeing anyone else.
"What's going on?"
I heard Ratchet say, but his words were distant, as if he was standing at the end of a tunnel trying to call to me.
He's back.
My brother.