This is a StarTrek version of Transformers. Human version of Romulan!Megatron x Vulcan!Shockwave.
Awkward Passion: Ch 2
It would seem his meditation had simply been a waste of time. The second he stepped off his ship, all manner of control slipped from his grasp.
The head of security had apparently seen fit to meet him personally. "Starscream…"
"Shockwave. I never thought I'd see your sorry Vulcan ass on my ship again."
"It is not your ship. It never will be your ship." He did not see why Megatron had seen fit to keep the treacherous fool on his ship, much less the head of security. From all aspects, there was very little logic in the situation. Yet, no one dared to question the General. All he could assume was that Megatron had the situation fully under control… Or that he had a massive amount of blackmail on the self absorbed Seeker.
"I wouldn't say never, Shockwave." The smirk was intolerable. What was normally just irritation for the illogical creature was quickly turning into outright rage in his current condition. "I can't believe you failed and botched up your cover so badly. I've never seen such a massive failure before in my life. One would have thought that you, of all people, would know how to contain themselves and perform as a proper spy. Among your own people too! How do you possibly manage to mess up fitting in with your own culture? And then you come crawling back to us expecting to just be open to letting your sorry Vulcan blood on our superior-"
The security officer hit the floor, a firm imprint of Shockwave's fist already starting to bruise up across his face.
Trembling, Shockwave could only stare down at the officer in complete and utter shock. He had imagined putting the Seeker in his place for years. Everyone likely had the same feelings. But to actually act on them was more than just a little illogical. It was a demonstration in a complete lack of control, and possibly suicidal to boot. Having Starscream as an enemy was not something one was likely to live through.
Slowly, Shockwave pulled himself together and stepped over the unconscious officer. It was very likely that Starscream's personal security team was waiting for him out in the hall. He would have explaining to do.
The door opened before he could reach it. Expecting the obnoxious duo to start interrogating him, he braced himself.
"Inquiry: How do you expect to get out of this one?"
"Soundwave..." The communications officer stood framed in the doorway. His visor reflected back Shockwave's own image.
There was no smugness in Soundwave's voice, though Shockwave was certain that the officer was more than a little smug. "I will have him sent to the medical bay. With luck, he will not recall your moment of failed judgment."
The words stung as he was certain Soundwave meant them to. "You will not report my insubordination?" Slowly, Shockwave was regaining his calm. It was surprisingly easy to do in Soundwave's presence.
"Negative. No gain in reporting such an act I would most likely have carried out myself." Perhaps it was the fact that Soundwave was a half breed that soothed his own blood.
Half Vulcan, half Romulan, Soundwave was as cold as any Vulcan should be. Yet his Romulan upbringing allowed him to be spared such an extreme emotional void. Soundwave was a solid force of control with raw emotions surging under the surface.
Shockwave briefly wondered if the officer had been lucky enough to escape Pon Farr. It was hard to imagine such a cold character expressing such powerful passions.
"Your assistance is appreciated. I am to report to the General's debriefing room immediately." He walked past Soundwave then paused. "Your presence here was not required. May I inquire as to why you decided to meet me?"
Soundwave looked at him steadily, unreadable behind his visor. "I have not seen you in a long time. I merely wished to see if you were still the same."
"Your reasoning is flawed, Soundwave."
"Advice: Do not keep Lord Megatron waiting." Soundwave turned towards Starscream, the door between them sliding shut silently.