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Chapter 35: Hunting and Killing pt. 4
Soundwave considered himself a very easy person. When you live around children for as long as he has, it kind of softens you up a bit.
But today, he was in the least tolerable of moods.
Cyclonus didn't seem to know that, when he brought in a goddamn mammoth man INTO HIS TRUCK!
He glared at the assassin, eyes narrowed through his sunglasses at the purple haired man in annoyance. Cyclonus turned to look at Soundwave, he blinked before trying to avoid the glare from him.
When Cyclonus turned to look at Soundwave, he blinked before trying to avoid the his angry eyes He fiddled his fingers, and hummed a moment.
"Cyclonus: EXPLAIN!" the volume of Soundwave's vocalizer increased tenfold.
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Megatron leaned back against the wall, bright grey eyes watching the shadows of the mismatched chimeras that guarded this whole place. Beside him, Optimus stood, taking in soft, quiet breaths to keep from drawing attention and avoiding fights if they could.
The two men waited a while for the shadows to disappear, before either one of them even thought about stepping away from their hiding spot.
Optimus felt his hand shake slightly from the metal of his gun. It felt cold against his skin, his blue eyes seeming to be focused on the task at hand.
He was sweating slightly from nerves and slight anxiety. He was afraid—as much as he didn't want to admit it—but he was afraid they would get caught and locked up all over again and the idea of more killing was starting to get to him.
He had killed before, but it was usually out of self-defense when a criminal was running at him and preparing to kill him or someone he was protecting from them. He even found reason to kill the fish creature that had guarded their cells out of the necessity to escape and because he had no other choice because he didn't see a human being anymore.
Still….still he felt guilt for killing something that used to be human. It made him feel slightly nauseous at the thought that he had killed someone, non-human or not, because of the primal need for freedom.
The young cop was brought out of his thoughts by an elbow into his side, bringing him back to reality. He shook his thoughts out of his head, as he remembered where he was and why he was with the silver-haired man.
They needed to get out of this hellhole, for if they did not, they could be captured again and imprisoned by Straxus and Prometheus or they could very well die.
There was no room for regret right now. He could save it for later.
There were footsteps coming towards them. The two men silently waited, until Megatron and Optimus looked at each other for a mutual understanding.
The guards came into view. Megatron nodded, before both men jumped on to the two creature guards, arms wrapping around the necks. There was a sudden inhuman, high-pitched screeching noise before a loud snap was heard from Megatron's captive.
Optimus covered his opponent's mouth—or where one would be—to cancel out the gurgling wail, before finding the area of the neck where one good twist would—
"The captives are escaping!"
The two humans looked with wide eyes, as another creature stood there with wide, yellow gecko like eyes and long fangs hanging over his lips, though he still had the face of a human man. Megatron aimed his gun and fired two shots: one hit the head, the next one went into the mutant's chest where his heart should be.
There was a metallic, cold rage in the older man's eyes when he had fired twice. Like he had devoid his person of emotions save for the anger in him when he killed the creature, also considering this one looked more like a man than a mutant, and had done what was necessary to keep their escape undetected.
Megatron clicked his gun, before he turned back to Optimus. He gave him a raised brow and expectant look, while the guard in the Prime's arms continued struggling.
He just looked at him with those wide blue eyes, unreadable as they looked the grey haired man over. After a few moments, he looked away and snapped the monster's neck, letting the limp, slightly warm body fall to the ground.
Immediately, the elder patted down the bodies as if searching for something. Optimus' azure orbs widened further in shock as he watched his father's lover pull weapons that creatures had had. Megatron picked up another set of guns. He emptied them of their bullets and placed them in his pocket.
"Here, take come of theses…they'll be useful."
The Prime stared at the bullets. He took them, and it felt like his arm was made of rusted iron as he did so. It was slow and shaky.
He placed them in his pocket, with the gun.
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"Lil' Megs! Lil' Megs, you come out right this minute young man, or so help me…" Magmatron searched through the warehouse he was in for the kid he was supposed to be watching over for Galvatron.
This was getting ridiculous! He really, really did not expect to spend his evening chasing after Megatron's grandson.
And he was going to spank that sneaky little crackerjack for this. That is if he was alive to see him if his father found out he had lost him.
With that, he continued his search.
"Lil' Megs!" he shouted.
Suddenly, the song "Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven, was playing in his ears. He groaned, before reaching in his pocket for the phone.
"Ransack, for the last time I don't have you're damn—!"
"I am not Ransack, and you would do well to change ya ring tone. That song was SO last century!"
Magmatron almost choked on his own breath, as the father of the kid he supposed to be watching criticized his choice of music, "Oh! Hey Galvy!"
"You okay Magmatron? You're voice sounds a little squeaky…"
"Oh no, I'm fine Galvy! And so his Lil' Megs! And the dogs!" Magmatron cleared his throat, to try and keep his voice from wavering.
There was a sigh from the other end of his cell, "Uh-huuuuh…has the giant mongrel ruined the apartment yet?"
There was a small "I heard that!" in the background that sounded like Orion Pax.
"Uh…no, no, Grimlock hasn't ruined the apartment…Neither has little Howlback…" The man replied, as he tapped his foot nervously.
"How's my little man doing?"
"Oh, Lil' Megs? He's doing fine!" his voice went up one octave when he said the last part of his lie. He had no idea where the kid was and if he was okay.
Magmatron suddenly realized how very worried he was for the child. What if Straxus had found him? What if he had gotten hurt? Or worse, what if he was dead?!
He shook his head a moment. No, the kid maybe young, but if he was anything like his grandfather, he was smart enough to survive.
"Can I talk to Lil' Megs?"
"No," Magmatron silently cursed himself for that answer, rubbing a hand over his forehead, as silence answered him for the next thirty seconds that felt like decades.
Then, "Why not?"
Magmatron swallowed, as he tried to think of how to reply to the sharpness of that other man's tone. His mouth hung open, as he tried to measure out his chances of living if he told Galvatron the truth or lied to him.
"Uh, he's um…you see he's….um…" Magmatron swallowed, as he tried to answer him.
Suddenly there was a growl, "Don't you dare lie to me…"
The silent threat from those words made Magmatron's metaphorical tail go between his legs, like a dog that had been caught doing something very bad, "I lost him Galvatron…"
"…..define LOST him…"
He took in a deep breath, before answering, "Uh well, you see…."
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Soundwave tapped his fingers against the console of his computer, listening in on the comm. recordings. He was mostly just listening in to make sure the others stayed out of trouble, ignoring the small conversation between Galvatron and Magmatron, knowing that he didn't need the info.
"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME, MY BABY, MY CHILD, MY ONLY SON IS HERE IN THIS HELLHOLE?!"
Nothing ever prepared Soundwave for Galvatron's emotional outbursts however. He nearly jumped out of his chair, his red visor glasses tilting off one ear and his eyes wide from being surprised by the amount the man's anger in that one shout.
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Megatron snapped in head when he heard a faint echo. The cop with him, Optimus Prime, stopped as well, looking around in slight confusion. Both of them remained quiet, listening to try and convey who or what had made that sound.
After a few minutes of no sound, the two men looked at each other, before they both went back to moving undetected as best they could.
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"Galvatron. I know you're upset. I know you are worried for you offspring and that he means the world to you. But you must also remember that WE are on a MISSION to get your father and best friend out of here."
Brown eyes glared at Shockwave, who had covered the enraged father's mouth, while Pax held him back from rampaging forward to start a new search for his son.
"I am going to remove my hand form your mouth and you are going to calm down. We are going to find all three of them the best we can. But you need to keep your emotions in check. Understood?"
There was a muffled growl.
"Understood?" the assassin said with a slight bit more force than he would usually put in his voice.
Galvatron continued to glare, before he rolled his eyes and then nodded. Once the hand was removed, the man pulled out of Orion's grasp and rolled his shoulders to loosen up his neck. But he was still glaring ahead of the others.
"I'm gonna kill Magmatron for being a moron, I'm gonna kill Black and his bastard creations if they so much as try to stop me on this mission, and then I'm gonna kill the fucker, Straxus, for starting this whole ordeal…." he growled quietly, "Bodies are going to flood the floor when I'm done with this place and I find my son…"
Shockwave and Orion looked at each other, the cop questioning, while the assassin just gave him the same blank look, before giving a small shrug of indifference and followed their comrade.
If they didn't find the captives soon, then so help them whatever force of nature was out there.
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