A/N: I'm so happy that I could get this chapter out faster than the last one. Writer's block is a killer sometimes. A thankyou goes out to all the people who've alerted, favorited, and even reviewed this requestfic. Its made my day plenty of times, especially since I've been in a slump lately.

Disclaimer: Takara/Hasbro own Transformers, Amarantos is owned by SkellingtonGirl

"blah" regular speech

blah is though speech

:blah: is comm speech

'blah' is bond speech

Units of time used

astrosecond:.498 sec/breem:8.3 min/cycle:2 hours/joor:6 hours/klik:1.2 min/orn:3 weeks/ vorn:83 years/solar cycle:1 day/stellar cycle:7.5 months

Soundwave sat in his alt-mode on a rock. He waited patiently for Ravage to return to him with the human girl. His processor went over the recycled data that was the conversation between Lord Megatron and he had had just a breem before .

:Lord Megatron: Soundwave reporting.:

:What is it Soundwave?:

:Ravage discovered something that you might think is interesting. A human: one that has talent that could be of some to you.:

:Talent?:

:Affirmative. A human femme who plays an instrument known as a violin. Autobots aren't aware of her. Her presence may prove useful to you.:

:Bring her here, then! I'll make the judgement on that!:

:Yes Lord Megatron.:

Soundwave sent a wave of praise to Ravage through their bond. He could feel his cassette's pride increase exponentially as she was given something that she truly desired. He chuckled softly at Ravage's reaction. He knew that Ravage, like the rest of his cassettes never failed to impress him, although he never let them become aware of that.

Ravage peered around the corner before bounding off into the city park forest.

In a blur, the trees passed by her as she approached the coordinates. Her pedes lighty touched the cold cement and rock; the chill of the rain and wind surrounded her frame. She raced without so much as a sound, stealth and agility her forte.

Yet for no more than a breem, her life became more than that of assassin. For one moment, for one fleeting astrosecond, she felt free of everything that trammeled her to her current life. She felt euphoria building up inside her like energy ready to be discharged at any klik. For just that instance in time, it was only her and nobody else. Not her fellow cassettes. Not her creator. Not her leader. Not even the girl dangling helplessly under her chin. It was just her. It drove her wild. She romped through the thicket, off the gravel path without a care in the world. Except she had to care, lest she stumble upon some humans or even an Autobot. The feeling left just as quickly as it came, leaving behind in its wake one the empty feeling she sometimes got, didn't matter if she happened to be of the best spies that fought for the Decepticon cause.

Her sensors constantly scanned for a sign of movement or spark signatures. The map on her HUD showed her location was very close to Soundwave's, the small, moving blip indicated where she was relative to the larger triangular blip of her target. She had maybe, she guessed, 20 meters. She paced her hasty scamper to a smoother loping gait. The girl beneath her fidgeted as she noticed Ravage slowed down. Ravage figured that the human mostly dreaded where she was taking the human, Ravage had told the human nothing and she planned to keep it that way. If Soundwave commanded it, she would have to dispose of the human, before any questions were raised from certain nosy Decepticons as to why they were in this particular area in the first place.
The trees around them thickened as they entered a part of the park that was less travelled. Not a soul, human or otherwise graced their presence, almost like as if the every sentient being had died. The rain had gone from a downpour to a light drizzle, and every now and then, the faint outline of the moon would shine through the whispy blackened clouds. It would illuminate the world briefly before casting it back into the darkness, as if the darkness surrounding them had become the titanic Unicorn and devoured them. The showing of the moon was a sign that the storm would pass over the the city soon enough.

Ravage trotted up to a small memorial stone which happened to be by one of the dirt paths. A small, innocuous tape deck sat on the stone slab. Navy blue, ivory, fire engine red, and gold colors adorned its small frame.

The play button on it went down by itself, and a monotone, yet somehow melodic voice filled the air,"Ravage: well done."

Ravage dropped the human, she landed in an undignified heap at Ravage's feet. Ravage held her head up high and replied,"You will find this human interesting, Soundwave."

"We shall see." Soundwave replied. The tape deck hopped into the air and its body shifted as it grew in size. In just a matter of seconds, a gigantic robot stood before both of the spectators. The girl immediately got to her feet and fled behind Ravage.

When she saw the leering form of that robot, its blood red visor glowing menacingly feet above her, she knew she had to hide. Amarantos hid behind the puma thing, hoping that the mechanoid would ignore her and go for the cat. She didn't want to be squashed by it-which it could easily do.

It's voice made her hair stand on end," Human femme: you exhibit possible qualities that could be of use. Show me what you can do." Her head peeked from behind the leg of the puma known as Ravage, she signed that she would as long as he promised not to to kill her, then she fully hid herself again. She heard the robot ask her,"Speak verbally human. Soundwave: unfamiliar with your gestures."

Amarantos thought for a moment and looked from behind the leg to him, she said with her hands,"I am mute, that means I can't talk."

"You try my patience fleshling." Soundwave warned her as she hid herself for a third time.

Ravage watched the whole ordeal with slight amusement, it occurred to her that maybe the human was damaged in a way. Maybe she couldn't speak verbally at all.

An idea came to her and she commed in Soundwave, :Soundwave, I have a feeling she cannot speak verbally. Maybe you could try telepathy:

:Damaged? Human is no use to the Decepticon cause, then. Megatron will not be pleased with bringing the human back. Ravage: dispose of her at once. She will tell the Autobots if we let her go free.:

:Creator, it would never hurt to at least understand what the human is saying.:

:...Very well.: replied Soundwave but sounded hesitant.

Amarantos stayed hidden the whole time behind body shook violently from the damp clothes and out of fear for her life. Her heart pounded like a rhythmic drum inside her chest. Ba-dum! Ba-dum! She clutched her prized possession tightly to her chest, like her life, everything was a stake here.