Hello everyone! Sorry this chap took so long, I had some real trouble with it DX

Now, this probably isn't as action-y as many of you would like, but I'm afraid I am not very good with action/battle scenes! I did what I could, sorry if its anti-climactic DX

Also, I toned down any mentions of torture/blood, so that younger readers and those who aren't very...comfortable, with that kind of thing, can read this chapter without any problems hopefully! But the thing is that there are people who may not like the toned down stuff, so I apologize!

I also wanted to explain something in the last chapter that I realized might be a bit confusing! When Koa sped up his heart, that isn't in any way too unrealistic! There are people in the world who have amazing control over their bodies and such, though it takes years of training! I used this speeding the heart thing so that the 'serum healing Koa' thing would hopefully be more realistic! As I see it, the serum is in Koa's bloodstream, thus to heal faster, Koa's blood would need to move quicker, meaning that his heart would need to beat faster! I hope that makes sense and clears up any confusion some of you might've experienced XD

Disclaimer's on my prof.!

Enjoy reading and please review and share ideas for the story with me!


Soundwave silently inspected the human youngling before him. This little organic...Was very different.

Soundwave had smacked the boy around over the past two days. Not enough to kill the boy, but enough to break bones and make the human suffer. Yet when he would come back later, he would find all of the injuries he'd left the boy with were completely nonexistent. It was like the beatings had never happened.

And that was what led up to this moment, with Soundwave watching the boy as if he were some sort of experiment.

The boy simply stared back.

Reaching forward, Soundwave flicked the little organic. The force was enough to make several ribs crack, and a small cry of pain left the teen. Soundwave watched the little human curl up and squeeze his eyes shut. A scan proved that the boy now had several cracked ribs.

The human glared up at him, showing a rather impressive level of bravery for one so young. Soundwave continued to run scans, but nothing happened. Frowning to himself, the mech pointed at the boy. The teen flinched at the movement, but once realizing he wasn't being hurt, he stared up at Soundwave questioningly.

"What?" The boy demanded.

"REPAIR DAMAGE."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"EARLIER: DAMAGE SUSTAINED. TWENTY MINUTES LATER: DAMAGE REPAIRED. REPAIR DAMAGE NOW."

The teen only shook his head.

"You're crazy."

Soundwave reached forward, pressing a digit against the boy's side. A hiss left the teen a pained expression twisting his face.

"S-Stop!"

Soundwave drew back.

"REPAIR DAMAGE." He demanded once more. Koa shook his head.

"I told you, humans can't do that."

Soundwave reached forward again, pressing on the boy's ribs until there was a pop and cry of pain. Another cracked rib.

Still nothing. Soundwave frowned, exasperated. Why wouldn't the organic simply do as told so Soundwave could understand why he was capable of healing himself so quickly?

This would take some time, Soundwave mused.

The mech never noticed how a human peered in through the gap of the warehouse door.


Sideswipe had never been a big fan of the human social media. Most of the time it was nosy humans who chased after actors and singers who had too much to drink, and that wasn't interesting to the frontliner at all.

Yet when a reporter, a young woman who'd been seeking a big story about smuggling in the warehouse district, had contacted them with news of a Decepticon in a warehouse, Sideswipe couldn't have been any happier.

The Decepticon's description had fit Soundwave to the letter, and the moment the news had come to them, Optimus had organized a small rescue team to head into the warehouse.

Sideswipe was now tearing down the road, with Sunstreaker right on his tail, and Optimus, Ironhide, Prowl, Mirage and Jazz right behind them.

"Warehouse 29B, right?" Sideswipe called back as they reached the warehouse district.

"That is correct." Prowl replied, voice raised to be heard over the rumble of many engines.

"Good." Sideswipe came to a screeching halt, and Sunny yelped as he was forced to slam on the brakes. "'Cause its right over there."

Down the road was an old, rusted and gigantic warehouse. It had no windows, and only one main door. Appearance-wise, it appeared to be abandoned. A good hiding place.

"We must approach with caution." Optimus warned, changing out of his alt. The others followed his example as the Prime continued. "If we alert Soundwave, he may harm young Koa."

Sideswipe shifted on his pedes, antsy.

"We gotta hurry!" The frontliner insisted. "Who knows what the Decepticreep is doing to Koa!"

"Yet we cannot charge in, lest Soundwave decide to kill Koa."

"There's only one door." Sunstreaker pointed out. "Only one way in and one way out. It isn't like we can just sneak in around back, and if we keep standing here he's gonna see us on the surveillance cameras around here. If we're going to get the kid out of here, we need to get moving now, boss bot."

"As strange as it may seem, I agree with Sunstreaker." Prowl stated. This earned looks of surprise, but there was no hint that the stoic 'bot was joking.

"I can set th' cameras 'round here on a loop." Jazz suggested. "Tha' should give us 'nough time t' get int' position without bein' noticed. But it won't fool Soundwave fer long, so we better figure out a plan quick."

Optimus nodded in acceptance of this before looking to Prowl. As the head tactician with a battle computer, the mech likely already had a plan.

"Prowl?"

"I have a plan that had a 88.98 percent chance of success."

Sideswipe felt a bit sick.

"What about the other 12.02 percent?"

Prowl only grimaced.


"REPAIR DAMAGE."

"I've told you a thousand times I can't!"

Soundwave resisted the urge to sigh. Four and a half hours and the boy still had yet to do what he asked. By now the boy looked very much broken, with a leg bent at an odd angle and other bones surely broken, especially ribs, blood dripped from open puncture wounds that had been created by Soundwave's sharply tipped digits. A patchwork of colorful bruises took up much of the boy's revealed arms and face. Yet, despite his broken form, his spirit remained untouched. If there was one thing admirable about humans, it was their resilience. Especially this little organic, he took it to a whole new level of annoying.

And those bright grey eyes, just staring right at his spark...

Shaking himself, the 'con stood and turned his back on the young human, moving to the nearby monitors to ensure everything was safe. Something seemed a bit off about the security feed. Everything was too...quiet.

Koa sighed as he relaxed against the wall, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his side. As much as he wanted to heal the broken bones, bruises and cuts, he knew that he couldn't risk Soundwave finding out about the serum in his blood. The 'con was liable to turn him into some type of sick experiment if he did.

A flash of metal passed by the slightly ajar door, catching Koa's attention. The boy looked up, confused. What-

A bright blue optic peered inside.

Koa felt his heart jump into his throat and his eyes sting with tears of relief that threatened to fall. Only Autobots had blue optics, that meant whoever was out there was a 'bot! They'd found him! They hadn't left him to die! Koa wasn't quite sure what relieved him more: the fact that he was going to be saved, or the fact that they hadn't forgotten about him and simply moved on.

The blue optic disappeared from the door way, and moments later a small pellet rolled in through the gap. A breathless moment, then the pellet exploded into a cloud of smoke that engulfed the room. The ground shook with the footfalls of multiple Cybertronians and Koa was ripped away from the wall. The cuffs didn't rip free from the wall immediately, and a yelp of pain left Koa when his wrists popped. One was dislocated, the other sprained. With these new injuries, Koa was sure he looked like a complete mess, with his hair coated in dirt and dried blood on his clothing. As it was, with his broken leg he probably looked reminiscent of a broken doll. When the smoke cleared, a standoff was revealed, with several Autobots spread out throughout the room and aiming their weapons at Soundwve, who held Koa by the arms with one servo and his other servo in blaster form and aimed at Koa. Even with how horribly his ribs and other wounds hurt in this position, Koa couldn't help but smile.

"Sideswipe!" Koa cried, voice filled with joy and relief. The silver frontliner, too, looked as if a burden had been lifted.

"Koa." Blue optics took in the oddly bent leg, bruised skin and the sickening amount of dried blood the teen sported, and the mech glared at Soundwave. "You'll pay for taking my kid away, Soundwave. You aren't leaving here with your spark intact!"

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Koa couldn't help but feel...happy, when Sideswipe called him 'his kid'.

"DEACTIVATION OF HUMAN: IMMINENT."

Sideswipe's blaster flared angrily, and several engines rumbled in anger at the Decepticon's statement.

"You are cornered, Soundwave." Optimus stated calmly. "Surrender and hand the boy over. There is no need for any harm to be done to him."

"DEACTIVATION OF SOUNDWAVE: UNAVOIDABLE. BEFORE DEACTIVATION OF SOUNDWAVE, DEACTIVATION OF HUMAN AND AUTOBOT SIDESWIPE: IMMINENT." Soundwave replied.

It was clear that the Decepticon knew that there was no chance of leaving alive. He'd taken the child of one of the fiercest Autobot warriors, and a scorned warrior would never allow the kidnapper and torturer of their child to live. But he was clearly determined to take Koa and Sideswipe down with him. In Koa's opinion, the 'con was far too confident if he believed he could kill Sideswipe and Koa before the other Autobots got him.

The air was tense. The Autobots couldn't shoot lest they endanger Koa, and Soundwave couldn't move or he would risk opening himself up to an attack.

A few more breathless moments...

Then everything happened so fast that Koa's head spun.

Mirage appeared seemingly from thin air behind Soundwave. He'd used the smoke to sneak in and cloak himself without detection, Koa realized. With the swing of a sharpened blade, the servo that held Koa was severed from Soundwave's arm. In the next instant, Koa was carefully snatched up by Mirage, the mech ducking away as Soundwave turned to attack-

Several blasters fired all at once, and energon splattered the floor and walls (and, disgustingly enough, Koa). Koa cringed, squeezing his eyes shut and whipping his head away to not only shield his eyes from the splatter of energon, but to spare himself the surely horrid sight of a Cybertronian with holes blasted in their chassis.

It was strange how it had seemed like someone as dastardly as Soundwave would've had a not so instant death. The 'con had, after all, been brilliant in his own twisted way. And yet the need for revenge had blinded the mech so much that he'd been disposed of so...quickly. Easily.

Koa was startled from his thoughts as he was carefully handed over to Sideswipe. Ignoring the throbbing sensation of pain that danced through him, Koa leaned against Sideswipe's thumb, relishing in the comforting contact.

"You came."

The boy's voice held relief and the slight undertones of surprise and incredulousness. Sideswipe grinned, holding the teen close to the warm plates of his chassis.

"Of course I did. You're my kid, after all."

Koa didn't reply, only shifting to rest his cheek against the mech's chassis, listening to the soft thrum of the frontliner's spark. By now Optimus and Prowl were kneeling down, examining the still and silent corpse on the ground. Sideswipe glanced over, faceplates twisting with anger and disgust.

"Tell me he's dead."

There was a moment, then Prowl nodded.

"He is."

Sunstreaker scoffed as he moved up beside Sideswipe, crossing his arms.

"He deserved way worse." The golden mech stated. "I almost wish he'd put up more of a fight."

Optimus stood, face solemn as it always was after having to offline a living being.

"We should return to the base with haste. Young Koa has many injuries and requires medical attention."

Koa grimaced as many optics fell to him.

"Just don't let Ratchet poke me with any needles, yeah?"

A deadpan look from Sideswipe.

"You've spent three days stuck being tortured by that Decepticreep over there. If Ratchet says you need shots, then you're getting the fraggin' shots."

"Motherhen." Koa scoffed.