Well hello everyone!
I've found myself writing yet another of my poll stories... so... don't yell at me please, I have things to post. and I will. soon... maybe. but for now, if your interested, here's a story about Shockwave going rogue.
please do enjoy, I've worked on this for like 3 days now.
Chapter 1-"Lab report number -30-"
I struggled to my peds as my optic tried to calibrate due to the force of the blast and the smoke that billowed up. Slowly the dust settled and the smoke filtered out, leaving me to observe my work. Ruined. I walked around the ruined lab, stepping on shattered glass tubes and dented and rent metal. Everytime my peds stepped and a sound was made, I'd raise my left arm and divert some power to the hyperflux cannon in place of my forearm. The cannon would charge up, then I'd realize my fears were illogical and deactivate the gun.
Nothing was left intact, the many growing tubes for the Predacon sparklings were shattered and their contents were dismembered and laying on the floor. The yellow fluid that had once been in the tubes was mostly evaporated by the heat of the blast, however some remained coating the corpses that shifted beneath my peds. I was unable to decipher exactly how many predacons were damaged beyond repair as my optic was shattered and my vision fractured. However judging from the skulls, wings and tails beneath me, I assumed nothing survived save myself. I looked back to where I had returned online, there were massive crystals of cybermatter. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was pure! It seems the CNA had not in fact been evaporated. But had reacted with the presence of the synthetic energon.
I approached the half scorched console and began to try and contact the nemesis. To share my discovery with them.
"Megatron, the mission was a success, no predacons remain alive besides the recently designated 'Predaking'" I stated.
I received no response.
I tried contacting Soundwave directly for a groundbridge. Once again no response.
"The blast may have damaged my systems." I mused to the unresponsive bodies below me. I walked out of the cave and stood in an open wasteland.
Both the Autobots and Decepticons were noticeably absent. Neither had bothered to check if anything remained. I understood the need to hide from the Autobots, but also the humans. I turned and went back inside. As I stood looking down at the destroyed lab I had a sense of recollection. This was eerily similar to the last time I'd been abandoned. Starscream has yet again assumed my demise has occurred. If Megatron truly wants my support, then he would not leave me offline here. I am not a patient scientist when it comes to matters like these.
I raised my left arm. And stared at the decepticon symbol etched into my cannon,(1) struggling to keep my expression impassive.
"Lab report number… -30-"(2)
"There have been 31 of this planet's solar cycles since the destruction of my lab. I have grown weary waiting for Megatron to retrieve me. Hence, I shall now begin my own preparations for the future. I will use what is available to me. The remains of the Predacon hatchlings will be utilized to design for myself a new subordinate. One loyal to me, just as I was loyal to Megatron."
(1) you can not believe how long it took me to find where his decepticon symbol was, I swear I almost though he didn't have one!
(2) the number -30- signifies the end in math or science or something, this signifies the end of Shockwaves loyalty to Megatron and the end to his allegiance to the Decepticon cause.
anyway, no random questions because they are illogical.