Chapter 4
Soundwave stepped through the first door, took a few steps so he was standing directly in front of the second door which was clear so the occupant could see who was coming to see him.
Megatron sat on his stasis bed facing the opposite direction. He showed no sign that he heard anyone enter. It still unnerved Soundwave to see Megatron without his signature fusion cannon. His other weapon, his energy axe, was mounted beautifully on the wall, as a prized possession should be. However, it was incased in a clear box that prevented it's owner from holding it in his hands.
"Megatron" Soundwave's unique voice spoke softly, hoping to stir but not startle his former commander. "I am here to see you again."
At first, Soundwave thought he hadn't heard him, but then Megatron turned around on his bed and looked up at him. "Soundwave" Megatron's voice, the noise of sandpaper on rock, "you're here early today."
"Yes, I am, I took an earlier train this week."
"You're a terrible liar Soundwave," Megatron got up and walked up to the door, "well, you don't lie well to me that is. You're were always a good liar when I asked you to be." He smiled briefly making optic to optic contact with Soundwave, then continued, "Is Starscream here?"
"Yes, he brought me again this week."
"Decided not to come in again did he?" Megatron spoke staring at the door behind Soundwave.
"He was not sure if he could come in here yet, he was nervous."
"Hmmm" Megatron sighed, still staring at the door.
Soundwave looked at Megatron's face today. He looked very tired, more than he had seen him in a while. Yes, he was older than Soundwave, older than most of his fellow Decepticons, but he never looked it and very rarely felt it. He remembered during the war when it was being fought on Earth, those rare occasions after the long battles and the late nights, he would look at Soundwave with a tired smile and say "I'm getting to old for this."
"Will you let me in Megatron." Soundwave finally said after a moment of silence.
"Oh yes," Megatron said opening the door, "I apologize, my head seems to be elsewhere today."
He walked away once Soundwave had entered the room and sat at one of the tables he had. Megatron occupied one of the larger living quarters and with Soundwave's help, the staff tried to make it as comfortable to the former warlord as possible. Soundwave sat down on the opposite side of the table and waited. Throughout his entire relationship with Megatron, Megatron was the one who initiated any sort of conversation for several reasons, first, he WAS the leader of the army so when he wanted to talk, his underlings better listen, and second, Soundwave was the quiet type.
They sat their for a few minutes in silence, Megatron continued to stare into space and Soundwave just watched and waited. It looked as if Megatron was trying to figure out something, he looked puzzled. Finally he spoke, "Prime came to see me this week."
Soundwave couldn't help but show his surprise. Optimus Prime had gone into seclusion after the war along with his mate Alita-One. The greatest Autobot leader in the history of Cybertron also had trouble dealing with his life after the war. He denied any public role in the new world and made it very clear that he was no longer the leader of the Autobots, he was a private citizen of Cybertron and he wanted to be left alone. No one had seen him in this area for almost 10 months.
"He's made peace with himself." Megatron continued, "And he wanted to share that information with me." He shook his head, "I asked him why he cared what I thought and do you know what his answer was Soundwave?"
Soundwave shook his head even though Megatron didn't wait for an answer.
"Prime said he respected me for how hard I fought for what I believed in. He said I was a great leader and. . . he was sorry to see me in here." Megatron scowled deeply, "He told me about how he was thinking of creating his own family, and settling down for good. . . now that he had time."
Soundwave scowled as well, he could tell Megatron was deeply troubled by the visit.
"I think he just came in here to rub in the fact that he survived the war and, I . . ." Megatron trailed off again and slumped back into his chair. "I couldn't do it."
"You survived as well. You have no reason to feel less a person than he. If he did indeed come in here and say these things to you, I consider him much smaller a person than you." Soundwave said calmly, knowing every work he spoke was the truth.
Megatron got up and started to pace. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!" He finally yelled. "I don't know what's going on anymore!" He walked around the room again.
"Megatron,."Soundwave began.
"I DON'T HAVE A PLACE IN THIS WORLD!" Megatron slammed his fist into the wall leaving a huge gaping hole.
Soundwave kept silent, letting Megatron sort out the anger rather than ask him to calm down. This visit from Optimus Prime disturbed Megatron greatly. What was bombshell thinking letting Prime in here to see Megatron?
Megatron sat back down at the table. "I don't know how much longer I can live like this."
"In here?" Soundwave questioned, "You know that you can leave here anytime you like. You committed yourself to this place which means you can leave whenever you feel you are ready."
"No, not here Soundwave" Megatron looked at his left hand and arm, the one that carried his dreaded fushion cannon, the one that sparked fear in every Autobot he had ever met. He placed that hand over his chest and quietly added, "In here."
After a moment of attempting to regain his OWN composure, Soundwave spoke, "You are much to hard on yourself. Much harder than anyone else has been towards you. You think that your former troops have lost their respect for you. That is far from the truth. They respected you more than you can imagine when they came to you and said they no longer wanted to fight the war. Many suspected that you would lose control completely and attempt to destroy everyone who wanted the truce. You didn't do that. You told them you needed to think about what they said, and you did. You came back to them and told them that if they wanted a truce, then you would give them a truce. You took over the role that Thundercracker began and you MADE sure that all the things that being a Decepticon stood for were maintained. WE didn't have to give up any of our beliefs because you didn't let us. You gave us peace, and you did it as only the leader of the Decepticons could."
"As a tyrant. . ." Megatron finished the sentance.
"Yes, you wouldn't budge on any of the important points during those talks. No one else could have done that, not even Shockwave."
"Shockwave, yes" Megatron's mind wandered again, "How has he been doing?"
"He is very busy. His role as Guardian is much more complex now that he has the whole planet to look after, NOT just Decepticon territory."
"He did a fine job keeping our land intact when we were on Earth."
"You chose well Megatron."
Megatron looked at Soundwave. "Now I know why the others always considered you a suck-up."
The two of them laughed.
Soundwave stepped through the first door, took a few steps so he was standing directly in front of the second door which was clear so the occupant could see who was coming to see him.
Megatron sat on his stasis bed facing the opposite direction. He showed no sign that he heard anyone enter. It still unnerved Soundwave to see Megatron without his signature fusion cannon. His other weapon, his energy axe, was mounted beautifully on the wall, as a prized possession should be. However, it was incased in a clear box that prevented it's owner from holding it in his hands.
"Megatron" Soundwave's unique voice spoke softly, hoping to stir but not startle his former commander. "I am here to see you again."
At first, Soundwave thought he hadn't heard him, but then Megatron turned around on his bed and looked up at him. "Soundwave" Megatron's voice, the noise of sandpaper on rock, "you're here early today."
"Yes, I am, I took an earlier train this week."
"You're a terrible liar Soundwave," Megatron got up and walked up to the door, "well, you don't lie well to me that is. You're were always a good liar when I asked you to be." He smiled briefly making optic to optic contact with Soundwave, then continued, "Is Starscream here?"
"Yes, he brought me again this week."
"Decided not to come in again did he?" Megatron spoke staring at the door behind Soundwave.
"He was not sure if he could come in here yet, he was nervous."
"Hmmm" Megatron sighed, still staring at the door.
Soundwave looked at Megatron's face today. He looked very tired, more than he had seen him in a while. Yes, he was older than Soundwave, older than most of his fellow Decepticons, but he never looked it and very rarely felt it. He remembered during the war when it was being fought on Earth, those rare occasions after the long battles and the late nights, he would look at Soundwave with a tired smile and say "I'm getting to old for this."
"Will you let me in Megatron." Soundwave finally said after a moment of silence.
"Oh yes," Megatron said opening the door, "I apologize, my head seems to be elsewhere today."
He walked away once Soundwave had entered the room and sat at one of the tables he had. Megatron occupied one of the larger living quarters and with Soundwave's help, the staff tried to make it as comfortable to the former warlord as possible. Soundwave sat down on the opposite side of the table and waited. Throughout his entire relationship with Megatron, Megatron was the one who initiated any sort of conversation for several reasons, first, he WAS the leader of the army so when he wanted to talk, his underlings better listen, and second, Soundwave was the quiet type.
They sat their for a few minutes in silence, Megatron continued to stare into space and Soundwave just watched and waited. It looked as if Megatron was trying to figure out something, he looked puzzled. Finally he spoke, "Prime came to see me this week."
Soundwave couldn't help but show his surprise. Optimus Prime had gone into seclusion after the war along with his mate Alita-One. The greatest Autobot leader in the history of Cybertron also had trouble dealing with his life after the war. He denied any public role in the new world and made it very clear that he was no longer the leader of the Autobots, he was a private citizen of Cybertron and he wanted to be left alone. No one had seen him in this area for almost 10 months.
"He's made peace with himself." Megatron continued, "And he wanted to share that information with me." He shook his head, "I asked him why he cared what I thought and do you know what his answer was Soundwave?"
Soundwave shook his head even though Megatron didn't wait for an answer.
"Prime said he respected me for how hard I fought for what I believed in. He said I was a great leader and. . . he was sorry to see me in here." Megatron scowled deeply, "He told me about how he was thinking of creating his own family, and settling down for good. . . now that he had time."
Soundwave scowled as well, he could tell Megatron was deeply troubled by the visit.
"I think he just came in here to rub in the fact that he survived the war and, I . . ." Megatron trailed off again and slumped back into his chair. "I couldn't do it."
"You survived as well. You have no reason to feel less a person than he. If he did indeed come in here and say these things to you, I consider him much smaller a person than you." Soundwave said calmly, knowing every work he spoke was the truth.
Megatron got up and started to pace. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!" He finally yelled. "I don't know what's going on anymore!" He walked around the room again.
"Megatron,."Soundwave began.
"I DON'T HAVE A PLACE IN THIS WORLD!" Megatron slammed his fist into the wall leaving a huge gaping hole.
Soundwave kept silent, letting Megatron sort out the anger rather than ask him to calm down. This visit from Optimus Prime disturbed Megatron greatly. What was bombshell thinking letting Prime in here to see Megatron?
Megatron sat back down at the table. "I don't know how much longer I can live like this."
"In here?" Soundwave questioned, "You know that you can leave here anytime you like. You committed yourself to this place which means you can leave whenever you feel you are ready."
"No, not here Soundwave" Megatron looked at his left hand and arm, the one that carried his dreaded fushion cannon, the one that sparked fear in every Autobot he had ever met. He placed that hand over his chest and quietly added, "In here."
After a moment of attempting to regain his OWN composure, Soundwave spoke, "You are much to hard on yourself. Much harder than anyone else has been towards you. You think that your former troops have lost their respect for you. That is far from the truth. They respected you more than you can imagine when they came to you and said they no longer wanted to fight the war. Many suspected that you would lose control completely and attempt to destroy everyone who wanted the truce. You didn't do that. You told them you needed to think about what they said, and you did. You came back to them and told them that if they wanted a truce, then you would give them a truce. You took over the role that Thundercracker began and you MADE sure that all the things that being a Decepticon stood for were maintained. WE didn't have to give up any of our beliefs because you didn't let us. You gave us peace, and you did it as only the leader of the Decepticons could."
"As a tyrant. . ." Megatron finished the sentance.
"Yes, you wouldn't budge on any of the important points during those talks. No one else could have done that, not even Shockwave."
"Shockwave, yes" Megatron's mind wandered again, "How has he been doing?"
"He is very busy. His role as Guardian is much more complex now that he has the whole planet to look after, NOT just Decepticon territory."
"He did a fine job keeping our land intact when we were on Earth."
"You chose well Megatron."
Megatron looked at Soundwave. "Now I know why the others always considered you a suck-up."
The two of them laughed.