A/N: I am SO sorry for the delay! My computer crashed a couple of days ago, which is why I am secretly using my dad's laptop… but he's around the world and doesn't know what Fanfiction is, ahem, it deleted my saved lyrics AND my MMD models… I HAD A SLAGGING SOUNDWAVE (though he was backwards for some odd reason) AND OPTIMUS MODEL! WHY WORLD?

Ahem, without further ado, the next chapter of the story is called: Dark Woods Circus by Miku Hatsune.

Soundwave: Nothing publically recognizable is owned by the author.

~o.o~

Deep into the forest

Far, far in the back that way

There is a circus

This was much worse than king Megatron's castle. The scent of rotting flesh and fruit, the wicked laughing faces of the sparklings that came to see them, smiling adults. They didn't understand how horrid their lives were. The light never reached here, nobody could see the sunlight they longed for, and they only had a lone lamppost and the festive glowing coming from inside the tent. All rage has fallen to an inexplicable sorrow, their pain and desires now as dark as these woods they were to spend an eternity in.

The chairman with the big eyes

And ten meters tall

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Dark Woods Circus!" Airachnid would shout with glee at the top of her vocalizer… and the height at which she stood. She was at least twice the size of an average Cybertroninan lengthwise only. How she managed to smile despite her condition was a wonder to everybody. The tent was almost as tall as her, the sparklings always giggled and whispered excitedly about her unachievable height.

The entire cast is jolly

Their forms are rather strange

But it's so fun!

The Dark woods circus

"Step right up to meet the cast!" Airachnid beckoned the giggling sparklings to the cages which held the members.

One with two heads

Starscream wasn't sentient anymore. He lost his mind and pain by eating other things, relishing in the taste of pain. Megatron was gone; all of his pain was gone. He only smiled for food.

A deformed diva

A little femme sparkling ran up to Soundwave, fear and wonder in her optics as the purple mech looked at her from his slouched position in his cage. Soundwave smiled, a young and naïve little girl, he loved sparklings with his entire spark. He reached out a shakily clawed hand, revealing it from its gorgeous black clothing, to touch the little femme, remember what it was like to be young. The femme, who was an odd cyan color, jerked back from his hands. Fear only remained in her optics, but she stayed, determined to do something to Soundwave.

"Can you sing?" the femme squeaked with her tiny voice.

"Affirmative," Soundwave nodded, flinching at the new vocoder he received for it pained his spark and vocalizer. He loved to sing, but this device retained him from doing so unless Airachnid, with the push of a button, allowed him.

"Will you sing for me?" the femme cocked her tiny helm to the side, curiosity getting the better of her. Ah, why were sparklings so amusing?

"I would if I could," Soundwave replied sadly while curling up into a ball "But since there is no joy for me, I cannot spread it to others." The femme left the saddened mech, along with his will to destroy all who laughed at him.

A blue beast that loves to eat things cold

Does anyone wish that I were alive

So undesirable I am in this body?

Why do you look at me like that?

Soundwave looked up from his strained position; the circus was over, no more fake smiles and torturous laughter. He missed his carrier, his sire, his whole family. He highly doubts that anybody would take him in for he was completely unrecognizable; his navy color was replaced with purple, his smooth body was covered with spikes, his visor and battle mask was replaced by a full screen, only to be taken off during the horrid show. Nobody cared about him, only Knockout, but the poor red mech was worse off than Soundwave; being attached to a circus enthusiast must suck energon cubes, but they are now attached as chambers of the heart (that was also attached too.)

Speaking of Knockout, a red lithe form approached Soundwave with a sad smile plastered on his face.

This face that is rotting

It's painful

It's so very painful

And it can't be helped

Knockout reached into the cage and pulled off the mask, revealing the world to Soundwave's horrifying beauty. Knockout pressed his lips on Soundwave's, occasionally allowing his glossa to flicker in and out of the purple mech's mouth. They allowed their servos to touch each other, relish in the touch they no longer had. They would've continued if they had the physical ability to.

"Are you done yet?" Arcee sounded annoyed at the fact that the two mechs didn't separate after several minutes.

Knockout nodded and placed Soundwave's mask in the said mech's hands, the purple mech looked at him with sad optics. His face was covered in pain, for he had an infection from poorly sealed wounds. "We shall leave soon, I promise," Knockout murmured, while caressing Soundwave, smiling when his love responded by placing a servo on the kind touch and leaning towards the red mech.

"Why would you possibly want to leave?" Arcee giggled while bonking her attachment on the head.

She said it

But still

We continue this circus

Soundwave practically burned the femme into oblivion with his glare. He tried to ignore his reflection in the shining armor, but found he could not. A broken sob exploded from his tired vocalizer, making Knockout gaze with worry. Their shared hatred for the chairman and Arcee was the only thing keeping them sane and together.

"Five minutes until bedtime!" the chairman's alto voice rang painfully in Soundwave's audio receptors. She had a disgusting voice, full of greed and anger with a hint of lust. She too nightly interfaced with Soundwave, finding amusement in the deformed mech's struggle to satisfy her. The only difference between her and Megatron? Soundwave had to worry about his attachments falling off, causing him to bleed to death like so many others.

Its fun

So very fun!

This circus is so fun

Somehow Arcee has managed to overlook all of that, smiling when the children threw things at her and insulted her. It was like a dream come true to the insane femme, she was almost like a chairman's pet. "It's very fun! Why do you want to leave when we have everything here?" Arcee held up the lone arm she controlled in emphasis.

Rotten fruit

To dissolve my eyes

My skin festers

Reflected on my eyes

Arcee was terrifying, not only mentally but physically; her blue beauty was replaced by rusted armor, her strange yet gorgeous optics were half rotten. Did she smile to forget the pain? Nobody knew, the only thing they saw her as was an enemy. She smiled at the pain the others had, occasionally picking up some of the rotten energon strewn on the ground and throwing it at the other members, much to Knockout's distaste.

Nobody cared or knew what went on in her mind; she just wanted to leave by rotting her armor or becoming blind. She didn't wish to tell others of her plan for she knew it would soon be stopped with some sort of counter plan, the same happened to the others; Soundwave was in a cage due to the fact he occasionally begged a visitor to take him with him and the fact he tried to kill the chairman, Starscream was in a cage to prevent him from eating others. She and Knockout were next.

Please kill me…

Please kill me…

Get me out of here

Please

"I'd rather die than enjoy the circus," Soundwave responded. He glared at the femme, plotting against her and the world once more. He will destroy everything who has laughed at his pain and will release others from their personal prisons.

Even if he had to go to the pits.

It is impossible for anyone to say and feel

~O.O~

A/N: Ok, I will try to update ASAP, but no promises. Review please so I have an actual reason to update? I have tons of favorites and followers but no reviewers.