I've gotten some reviews about my story. Yes I understand I don't have the way writing style but its just for fun. I'm not trying to impress anyone. I've taken some of their advice and tryed to work it into this chapter. hopfully it's a lot better then the rest. Everyone has different writing styles so if its not as good as yours then don't bother saying anything. If you actually payed attention to the story the events shouldn't be confusing to you aswell. Anyway. Hopfully this is an improvement.

"Um, is uh, something wrong here?"
Soundwave finally managed to pull himself from looking at his brothers optics. He would have to have a serious talk with bloodlust later,

Realizing this Bloodlust lowered his hand to the ground. Soundwave slipped off, wobbling a bit on his feet before placing a hand to his head, he could feel a slight headache ping in the front of his forehead. He took a breath an rubbed his palm down his face in a show of frustration. Then looked up to see the others watching him.

Optimus spoke first, a voice full of authority and leadership.
"Do you know each other?"
He asked. Quirking his optic ridge as he looked to the boy and bloodlust, with utmost interest. Soundwave didn't trust himself to speak. So he kept his mouth shut. Looking up slightly only to jerk his head back down. He felt lied to, how could he possibly not realize that his brother was back? Alive? And in good shape? It was confusing to him, Bloodlusts voice pulled from from his thoughts as he gazed up at his brother.
"Na, Ah'ain 'no 'um"

Soundwave could see the discomfort in his brothers eyes. He could see the lie that he held, and how badly he wanted to spill it. Optimus looked over them again. His processor trying desperately trying to process the information, He cleared his throat. Deciding it was just an odd show of affection. And straitened.

"And who might you guys be?"
He asked as Nicely as he could. Smiling slightly down at them. But he couldn't help the part of his mind that told him something was up. Something wasn't right. He looked to the side, confused on why the humans did not answer yet. His optics caught Arcees. The look in hers calmed him.
"I'm Silsias, this is Ahsila"
Soundwave gestured to Ahsila, giving her a weak smile, now giving up Soundwave rested his right hand on his hair, pushing it from his eyes. But no one looked at him weirdly, they still seemed to be a bit shocked at the show of affection.

"Fade out, you will be Ahsilas guardian, Bloodlust, you will take care of Silsias"
And with that, the leader of the Autobot's stood. Nodded once to them, and turned to join Ratchet at the computer.

"Bulk! We gatta take them dune bashing and con smashing!"
Miko squealed from somewhere behind Soundwave. He moved a bit closer to his mate. Holding her hand, they were in enemy Territory. Anything could give them away, but he turned. And as the others around him talked, he smiled to Ahsila. Her grey eyes pleaded with him. Seeking comfort, love. He hugged her close. Rubbing her back with his hand. Playing with her white hair.

The room soon scattered. Miko and Ahsila had gone to talk to Bulkhead about Dune bashing and some new monster truck show that was airing tomorrow night. Optimus and Ratchet were looking over the computer. Discussing something about an Energon mine. Soundwave was sitting beside jack and Raf, watching Raf and bumblebee play racing games. He had to admit, the scout was good at racing games, he chuckled to himself. but he was better it had been proven four times already just how good soundwave was, he was able to beat a racing car at his own game.

he noticed how his brother would look at him, he didn't need eyes to tell. as being telepathic, you have these strange feelings when your being talked about. looked at. but he trusted his brother, a while back he gave bloodlust permission enter his mind, only because he would never hide anything from his brother... as it turned out, he now regretted telling him that he could, so aside from enjoying himself he had purposely blocked his brother from his mind, so he couldn't enter and discover just why he was there.

He grew fidgety every time would Bloodlust shoot wary glances at him. But otherwise made no move to talk to him. Even though every part of Bloodlusts processor wanted to talk to his brother. To catch up. Bloodlust was currently sitting down his back against the wall with Fade out in recharge next to him.

He couldn't stop his eyes from wondering to his brother- his brother as.. A human. How did this happen? Was it a curse? What happened to that, beautiful monotoned spy he had once known as a child?

but he couldn't stop himself from wondering why he was here As far as he knew Soundwave was very loyal to Megatron. Always obeyed him. Never went against him, yet, here he is. Playing video games with bumblebee and Raf. Smiling like a mad man, he looked as if he was actually enjoying himself!

Soundwave had told him not to tell the others about who he was, and he couldn't help a swell of blackness nag at his processor that it was a trick. Something bad was going to happen. He knew it, he knew something bad was going to happen, mostly because he had always got this tingle in his neck cables, he didn't know if it was just a trick, or part of being partly telepathic, or just him being normally stupid, but he at the moment wasn't being stupid, something was going on And Soundwave was at the head of it. But as of now, his brother wasn't showing any signs of betrayal. Except for the fact that he was here. At the autobot base.

He couldn't shake the feeling that they were going to get attacked at any minuet. The coordinates being sent to Megatron, by his loyal spy.
He chuckled aloud. He was a spy, possibly, now just doing his job. But he wanted everyone safe, expectially the children. He loved them as if they were his own sparklings, even if he hardly talked to them in the last two days he had been at the autobot base.

He wanted to alert someone- anyone, but he didn't want to go against Soundwave. This was his brother.
The only brother that he had left.

Yes, Soundwave wasn't an only sparkling. They had many brothers and sisters. But Soundwave was the only one he got along with. As a child Soundwave never talked. Hardly played anything. And always sulked in a corner or away from anyone. And once he was old enough to not be babied- which was unsurprisingly quicker then the rest of them- he had made himself that mask his Mech wore, and since then, his purple eyes that Symboled him as a royal telepath, hidden bedding a mask as if to be ashamed of.

Bloodlust was telepathic, but his eyes weren't purple like Soundwaves. They were dark red. And changed to either darker red or white depending on different emotions. No other transformer could do this, unless you happened to be randomly born telepathic, which happened once six transformers lifetimes.

Soundwave was the opposite of himself. Bloodlust always loved having attention on him. He talked, constantly. With anyone, but like Soundwave. No one really liked him. So they bonded. He would talk to his brother often and even though he never said anything he always listened, nodding and shaking his head. Comforting him with a warm servo on his shoulder.

He still remembered that touch. The day it all went black.
Every bot knows how horrible it is to lose a spark mate. If they hadn't felt it, then they probably knew someone who had. But losing a sibling was worse. He had seven of them. And when the attack happened...

He let out a sad sigh. Looking down to the floor. Counting the cracks. He hated thinking back to that day. He was hardly of age to fight. His home was suddenly attacked that night. He remembered their care taker. Softspark ushering them into an underground tunnel. But to no avail, they were ambushed by the cons. They had to chose. Become a deception, or die.

Bloodlust and Soundwave were already partly cons. It was one of the different things about them. He had only become a con, just because of Soundwave, he knew he would never be able to kill him, his own brother. But sadly. His other siblings refused to become a deception. And with each kill. Each death his spark broke. Six, six of his siblings. Dead all within twenty minuets. Six different areas in his spark shattering.

Soundwave and bloodlust had hardly enough strength to continue on. Their sparks cracked and broke with every step they made. But they had managed to get out, run to safety.

He remembered losing his brother somewhere, fear licked his spark. Panic rushing like gasoline through his inner cables. spreading like wildfire, he searched desperately for his brother, calling his name, running in and out of fights, ignoring the pleas from fallen allys or enemies. And just when he thought he had found his brother... that's when it happened.

All he remembered was the pain of being torn apart, slowly even, they started with the less fatal parts. His legs and arms. He knew he was doomed, and the cons actions were inexorable. his metals, Coated with energon. He won't say he didn't cry. And scream bloody murder. Crying was a show of weakness, but he could never forget the pain, thinking about it now, gave him an ache. When they ripped each piece of plating off of him. Tearing out his wires and cables, scrapping him like savages, when all seemed lost, there was a white flash, then, Everything went black.

It was a horrible memory. One that brought coolant tears to his eyes. He wiped them off quick, thankful that no one had noticed. Right?

He had been wrong. Soundwave was watching him. He was so deep in his thoughts he hadn't realized Soundwave had been watching him, probably determining his body for any sigh of discomfort, he knew he looked like a depressed wreck at the moment, but he could care less, he look up, his optics meeting his brothers human eyes, they were purple. Very scary looking, all purple with lighter shades dancing within them. The only other color was the black pupil in the middle. Well, at least his eyes were the same, but as he looked into His human eyes were, solum. Filled with grief. And he could only guess he knew exactly what bloodlust had been thinking.

He couldn't take his presence anymore, a part of him was angry at Soundwave for not helping him when that day happened. And a part of him missed his brother. But letting his mind get the best of him. Sighed, looked Down and slipped into a forced recharge.

The room was loud, booming with the noise of laughter. Music, miko playing her guitar, she was hurting his ears. Giving him more of a headache then he actually had. Which at first he thought was impossible, he had never really had headaches before but it was horrible.

He leaned forword his hands on his head, as he tried to block out the sounds. But it wouldn't work. Nothing would. He wanted to leave. But then again, he couldn't.

He still hadn't sent Megatron the coordinates. Why? Because he was afraid, yes afraid of losing his brother... Again terrified, actually. He loved his brother with most his spark. Almost as much as he loved Ahsila. Maybe he could just, stay there? Leave Megatron behind?

No. He would never betray his leader. He was loyal. But as he kept thinking.. It did seem to be the right thing to do. If not to keep Ahsila safe from both Megatron and that traitor Starscream, but for his brother. Although Megatron hadn't been hostile towards Ahsila, he was nice for the first few weeks but he started to growl a lot more at her. Make her do things. Yell if she didn't obey.

The only difference between Megatron and Starscream is Megatron isn't a fool and knows better then to attempt to harm her while Soundwaves around.

The decepticon leader knows it was well as Soundwave does, how protective he is of his mate. One unwanted touch, one surge of pain. One death. And Megatron damn well knew he wouldn't hesitate to blind his leader with pain, when it came to things he wanted to protect.

Yes, it would mean he would have to tell the Autobot's who he was. Inform them on why exactly he was there, but there was another problem.
Soundwave was dimly aware of the Autobot's medics problem with Knockout. They had a very long, upsetting sparkling days. Always fighting In the academy. Small things like Knockout steeling Ratchets ideas to the point of blaming him when something horrible happened.

He knew damn well that Ahsila would kill him if he didn't bring Knockout for the ride, and in a way, he still needed his mech form, this one was starting to make him feel, well. Lack for better words. Human.

Not that he didnt mind being human, well actually he preferred it, being able to actually hold his mate, but he felt weak. Soft, useless, defenseless, vulnerable. He could come up with a three page list if the negative things he was feeling at the moment.

"Is he always like that?" Arcee whispered as she knelt down next to her old friend, who was sitting stiff against the silos wall, just outside the hallway to the berth rooms. a small smile on Arcees lips. Fade out was confused for a second before she followed Arcees gaze to look upon none other then bloodlust. His optics Weren't offline but he was looking down at the ground. His servos tracing a crack dully, occasionally letting out a strangled sigh. Fade out shook her head.
"He's usually talking up a storm"
She admitted. Now looking at her partner with new, solum Optics. Arcee smiled.
"Like Cliffjumper?"
She asked. A bit of a laugh in her voice. fade out shook her head and patted Arcees shoulder plaiting.
"No- no Lust is much worse."
Arcee laughed at that.
"You know"
Arcee sighed happily,
"It's good to see you again, I know I've said it a lot, I just can't believe you're here."
Fadeout tilted her head to the side lightly, small, lip twitched smile drawn on her light pink faceplate.
"I'm glad to be here, I never though we would find a home, much less a home here, with one of my best friends"
She said smugly. Tapping Arcees nose. Arcee shook her head.

Soon the two sat in silence once again. Arcee watched Jack interact with the new boy, Silsias, as Ahsila talked with Miko about different hard metal bands. Great, Miko finally found her rock partner.
"Hey Arcee?"
She turned her attention to Fadeout Only having to turn her head. she had been Leaning on the wall next to the pink femme. For the past half hour, in a comfortable silence.
"Yeah?"
Fade out murmured happily.
"What happened to Cliffjumper?"
Arcee seemed taken aback by her question as her optics filled with remembrance.
"'Cons got him,"
She sighed out looking away from her friend.
"Then they turned him into a mindless zombie..."
Her voice filled with pain, Fade out didn't want to push her friend, so the larger Femme pulled Arcee into her lap and stroked her head.

Arcee looked up.
"What happened to disconnect?"
She asked. Fadeout Closed her optics and turned away remembering those last moments with her wrecker brother.

She explained to her what happened to disconnect. How the cons tore him apart and slaughtered him in front of her. And dragged her away. She also told her how bloodlust had happened to save her, back when he was a con.
She looked over at bloodlust who was now in a recharge, slumped over his palm to the crack he once caressed.
"He said he's practically an autobot, but he likes the red optics, said it makes his paint job stand out more"
She said with a light chuckle. Stretching her legs out. Arcee laughed with her.
"Yeah, he's pretty large, for a wrecker even, I though Bulk over there was the biggest they got."
Fadeout blushed slightly and looked over to bulkhead who was currently jamming out on an air guitar.
"Yeah"
She giggled sheepishly and looked over to her partner.
"He's a softy, he won't sleep without someone holding him, a sparkling at heart."
Fadeout joked, as Arcee sat up and leaned against Fadeout.
"Even the most dangerous of Mechs can have the softest of sparks"
Fadeout agreed with her friend before Arcee added.
"Unlike wrench god over there."
She nodded her head towards Ratchet.
"Yeah, I heard he likes to use his wrench when things don't go his way"
Fadeout chuckled out, now looking to the red and white mech who stiffened, snorted and added.
"Like I said, I may be old by my hearings as keen as ever!"
He sounded grumpy, but it only made Fadeout shake her head and giggle.
"Don't make me use my wrench on you Barbie"
Ratchet added.
"Barbie?"
Fadeout asked, tiling her head in confuse-meant. Arcee laughed and rolled her optics.
"A plastic doll that rides around in a pink sports car."
Arcee said cheekily, with scarcasm laced in her words. Fadeout just scrunched her optic ridges.
"A human show."
Arcee added.
"A oh"

-a few hours later.-

"We should really get going, my moms probably worried sick"
Jack said with a sigh as he stood from the couch, stretching. Silsias followed him up in a swift movement. He had been really quiet the last few hours. But even though he had the girl that Jack had had a crush on since he was a child, the teen was nice, full of wisdom, as if he was an old man.

Jack moved down the stairs and hopped onto Arcee. They took off.
Soon everyone but Ahsila and Soundwave were gone. They both sat on the couch. Ahsila in the safety of her lovers arms. They heard loud footsteps as Optimus approached. Behind him a tired looking Bloodlust.

"Are you planning on returning home?"
Soundwave felt Ahsila tense, if he was going to pull this through he had to be smart about it.

"Yes, sir."
He said, just now realizing how tired he actually felt. Bloodlust and Fade out transformed but Soundwave shook his head.

"We can just bridge, we live In the middle of no where anyway"
Soundwave said with a shrug, his voice tired.

Soundwave gave ratchet coordinates to the middle of no where in the desert as they both stepped through. He could hear the medic grumble
"Finally, peace at last"
behind him as the ground bridge sputtered into nothingness.

The first thing Soundwave did once the ground bridge closed was heave out a sigh. Snaking his arms around his mate as she nestled her head in his long hair, they stood like that for a while. Before Soundwaves holoform flickered and died out.

After five minuets a blue mech landed in his alt form before the grey eyed girl. He opened his door to the cockpit and she lazily climbed inside. Sighing softly as she rested her head against the soft leather seat that happened to warm to her touch, she smiled as Soundwave flew slowly, silently towards the Nemisis. The quiet rumble of Soundwaves engine lulling Ahsila off into sleep.