Dude, I don't know about you guys, but I am so fucking hyped for Triage. It's an episode of Prime a few weeks from now, and it sounds totally centered around Soundwave :D

I learned via Tumblr that the Prime producers promised he would eventually talk. Dude,maybe they'll show his face!

Also, you know what else I learned from Tumblr? Rescue Bots and Prime are in the same continuity, as in the same universe. Maybe I'll reference them eventually :D

Also… the path I am taking for this… I've decided it. It might not be everyone's cup of tea, but…. Whatever :O I've been really hesitant to write because I was in a bit of a motivational rut, but in the end, I think this is the route I want to take

5/19 : ALSO! Triage tonight was awesome! I haven't told you guys, unless you've been to my Tumblr, but I love Soundwave! I've been wanting to write a story for a while now involving him and an Autobot OC, and Triage was the final push of encouragement I needed. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to write a Soundwave X OC fanfiction, and you can't stop me.

Make sure to keep an eye out if you're interested!

It wasn't an understatement that Laura Blake was thinking nonstop. She still had so many questions, and still no answers. Grasping at straws, she thought out the situation in her head.

Alright… You can do this, LB. Just think it out, one step at a time. You're calm now, so this should be easy, right?

She took a deep breath once more.

Alright. So Unicron was Earth. All humans came from him.

Ok so far. Work it out, Laur.

Dark Energon usually doesn't mix well with the common human or Cybertronian; in fact, it was totally downright lethal. Perhaps the fact it mixed with me is just genetics or some shit.

But that doesn't explain the powers. It only made Megatron aggressive. I guess the dark Energon cannon fire was the only other side effect, but still…

Why am I so special? I'm just a scrawny little runt from Jasper.

Or was she?

She nearly jumped at the thought that seemed to worm into her mind. It surprised her, almost as if she wasn't the one who thought it.

Ok…Ok…. Keep going….

Somehow…. Somehow a normal Energon shard I picked up got all infused with the power of Primus? Jesus, that still sounds weird in my head!

Whatever, stay focused!

Alright… so… I guess my hope to help Optimus made it like, activate or something? I just wanted to protect him so bad it got the big guy up top's attention? I mean, in Unicron is real, then no doubt Primus is ,too.

Never thought I'd say that. An atheist admitting the presence of a god. Huh.

She paused, considering something very seriously for a moment. The brunette had been in her bedroom, sitting on the edge of her bed. Slowly, ever so slowly, she stood, turned around, and kneeled, placing her elbows on the bed, knees on the floor.

For a brief moment, all her doubts came rushing back. This… all of it…. It was just so impossible and unbelievable. Why what this happen to her? Was this all really happening? Meeting an alien race? Joining the fight for Earth? Getting superpowers from gods? What was wrong with her?

In fact, she knew what she was about to try was absolutely ridiculous. But she threw her doubts away and turned to one of the last things she had left; her faith.

Um…. Hello up there? …Oh wow, that was real formal.

She shook her head, closing her eyes to concentrate, intertwining her fingers and resting her forehead on them in the form of a prayer.

I… I honestly don't know if this will even work. Maybe I'm just grasping at straws here… but…

Laura took a deep breath.

Primus, I'm sure someone like you values honesty, so… I'm going to be honest with you. I'm not sure if you can hear me. I'm not sure if you care. But my entire life has been turned upside-down in the past three months, and I'm really scared. I don't know who I am anymore.

I…I…

I'm so scared…

I'm really…really scared…

The world is ending, and I can't do anything to help!

I've never been able to help!

I just sit on the sidelines and watch all my friends get hurt! Over and over and over again!

What should I do? What can I do?

She tried to keep calm, but her eyes were already watering.

I want more than anything, anything, to help them. To fight alongside them. To keep them safe.

More than anything.

Even if it took my own life.

I don't care.

If it was for them…. For everyone…

It'd be worth it, to die just knowing that they were safe.

Laura Blake, no, no one could describe what happened next. It all happened so fast, the floor seeming to sink away from under her. Her eyes blurred, her ears rang. It all seemed to go black, and she had never been so confused.

Then in a moment, it all stopped. She blinked several times, everything around just…. different.

...?

Slowly, she stood, thanking the, for some reason, incredibly high ceiling for the housing barrack. Why a military facility would need living quarters with this high a ceiling, she had no idea.

Her eyes widened as she looked down at the floor. Flexing, she placed her limbs into her line of sight. A gasp with no effort to be held back escaped from her.

She had to tell Optimus.

"Optimus! Optimus!"

Ratchet jerked away from the computer monitor immediately, wondering why Laura was nearly screaming. "Laura, Optimus just-"

The medic cut himself off immediately. His optics widening to comical levels. All eyes and optics turned to see her as she ran into the silo room. Miko was the first to break the silence. "Uh, pardon the language guys, but holy fucking shit."

Even Fowler looked positively baffled. "By Uncle Sam's beard, what the hell were you doing back there?" The agent sputtered, looking at the other humans in surprise. Jack, with hesitant eyes, strolled up to her. "Is that really you Laura?" He asked inquisitively, to which she nodded.

"Yo Doc, what were you saying? Optimus just what?" Laura looked around the room; Optimus, Arcee, Bulkhead, and Bumblebee were not in her sights. "Oh Primus, don't tell me they already left!"

Ratchet just stood there, derma open. She saw him cycle air, clearing his throat before speaking. "Well….with you like…I just… I don't see how that's the top priority right-"

The ambulance was cut off as two strong hands clamped themselves down on his shoulders. "Ratchet, open the slaggin' Bridge. I'm going after them." All that answered her was the medic stammering at her close proximity. "Oh, frag it! I'll do it myself!"

No one tried to stop her as she jumped over to the lever controls for the Ground Bridge, powering it up. "I'll be back with the others, k? Don't worry 'bout me, guys. I'll uh… call or something later!"

Her figure was outlined by the green glow of the Bridge as it opened. She seemed to stand tall and proud, her blue orbs gleaming at them as she gave a wave and ran off with only a handful of parting words.

"And don't ruin the surprise!"

…

There were antibodies everywhere.

No, seriously. Unicron's smaller doppelgangers were literally everywhere as the Autobots, and Megatron, tried to fight them off. Bumblebee and Arcee were back to back, firing blasters and throwing punches when they could. Bulkhead was managing to rough it by himself until he was tackled, the avatars piling on top of him one after the other.

It was not going well, to put it lightly.

Even Megatron had been separated from the Prime, a sea of the clones standing between the two. Optimus and his once-ally were hacking and slashing anything that got within hitting proximity, but somehow, it still wasn't enough. Unable to get any assistance through the crowd, Optimus was knocked down, the avatars not hesitating to restrain him. "Optimus!" He could hear Arcee call, the femme trying to reach him, rather unsuccessfully.

The Prime was strong, undeniably, but with all the writhing limbs gathering in swarms over him, he couldn't move in the slightest. Their awful shrieks filled the air, the sounds dragging across his audials like broken glass.

That was, until…

"Hey sparkplugs!"

It all happened so fast, but his sight was obscured by the countless antibodies around him. The next thing he knew, all the weight was gone from his frame, feeling something clasp onto his servo and haul him up.

"Thank you, Ar-"

He muted his vocalizer immediately as he saw the form holding his servo with nimble fingers. It wasn't Arcee; in fact, they were probably the same height as Ratchet, maybe a little less? It was a strange size for a femme, actually, considering they were usually petite. But this one had no problems; she was quite proportioned.

"What's up, teddy bear?" A silver derma pulled up into a knowing smile. "You look kinda freaked out. Something bothering you?"

She let out a laugh as his optics widened, his mouth hanging open slightly. "…Laura?" He asked, finally finding his words. The femme laughed. "The one and only." She took a few steps away, doing a little spin. "So what'cha think about my new get-up? Pretty spiffy, huh?"

She was built a lot like Arcee, with armor from her elbow and knee joints to her servos and pedes. Her armor was black with sky blue trim along the edges, her dermal plating being a light silver, almost white. Her heels separated from the rest of the pedes, perhaps indicating they would become thrusters if she scanned an aircraft.

Her upper chassis was disconnected half-way, leaving an exposed silver abdomen adorned with metallic azure pieces that seemed to circle all the way around her back and connect each side. Her codpiece…. Well, he knew it wasn't exactly polite to let his optics stay there for too long.

"Come on, Optimus! What do you think?" Laura asked impatiently, drawing his attention back to her faceplates. Somewhat like his own, she had a deep blue crest running down the center front of her helm, stopping in-between two incredibly-blue optics. She had something that looked like silver discs on both sides of her head, finials sprouting from them. On closer inspection, the swiveled and moved, much like the ears of Laura's dog. There were black attachment near her optics, which Optimus could tell would probably extend into a visor. She had a vocalizer vent on each side of her face, ending just above a pointed chin.

Just…. wow.

"Optimus, are you-!" The two of them jerked to see Arcee, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead run over, stopping dead in their tracks when they laid optics on Laura, who waved to them curtly. "Sup bitches! Someone comm for a hero?"

Bulkhead was first to respond, faceplates flushing slightly. "Is uh….that you, kid?" She merely laughed. "Is the sky blue?" She asked back before laughing again. "Oh wait, I am!"

"How…. What…. " Arcee sputtered, at a loss for words. "Holy shit Arcee, you're totally tiny!" The taller of the femmes bent down slightly, laughing. "I'm like, taller than Bee and you're just…"

Speaking of Bumblebee, the scout chirruped curiously, optics spinning as he looked her over. "Beats me, kiddo. I have no clue what got me this way." She stepped forward, looking the muscle car up and down. "Wow, even as a giant, you are still so cute!" She gave him a crushing hug. Pulling away, she did a little jump in the air. "Damn, this is so cool!" As she landed, she tumbled a little on her new feet. "I mean, it's like I never changed at all! I thought it would be some huge difference, but everything's status quo!" She gave a nervous laugh. "Well, besides being made of metal and the comm-linking and all. Oh god, and these heels…"

Optimus was still at a loss for words. How was this even possible? She was a human! Well, not anymore, but that wasn't the point!

"What's the commotion over here?"

The sound of Megatron's voice sent shivers up Laura's new body, although it never did before. The tyrant's view of her was blocked by Optimus' own hulking frame, to which she used to her advantage.

"Listen guys, Autobot Laura was never here, ok?" They all looked at her curiously. "Listen, I tried it out before I caught up with you guys. I can switch back and forth from human to robot. So please, don't let Megatron know about this. We can use it to our advantage in the future."

With those parting words and a bright light, they were caught looking back at the brunette once more, a finger placed over smiling lips. As Megatron finally got close enough to see her, he barely regarded her. "Oh, it's just you." He scoffed, optics rolling. "Hey, fuck you. It was a bitch getting down here, Bridge excluded.

It was then Optimus finally spoke. "Well, we appreciate your assistance, Laura. Now we can continue traveling down to Unicron's spark chamber."

"So let's go!" In the blink of an optic, he felt something tracing over his armor, turning his head slightly. How she had climbed up to rest in the space between his neck and his shoulder armor, he had no idea. "We can talk more after this is all over." She said quietly with a small smile, barely above a whisper. "Though I really don't know what I can say."

Well, that made two of them.

God, I am so sorry. This story had so much potential and I ruined it so many chapters ago. Laura is such a mary sue with no real personality. Why am I so bad at this? .

Anyways, if you've ever been to my Tumblr, which there's a link to in my bio, there's some pictures of Autobot Laura, who I will not name. The design is basically exactly the same, although the drawings on my tumblr have her with a jet alt-mode, so that changes her outward appearance, you kniw. See, I either make her a Cybertronian, or a human like Laura. It's kinda like two stories and personalities for the same body?

Anyways, my Tumblr, in case you've got any trouble, is theotakuholic. Check me out!

Anyways, I'm sorry, but I can't take It back now. I will write the fuck out of this now, and I will enjoy (?) it! Think about it! Love interests and shit!

Anyways, sorry again.