Due to my kind nature and how much this plot bunny's been gnawing at my head, I'm going to add to this story and post up my head canon on how Soundwave met his little critters. Enjoy some fluffy.

Symbiote: Ravage

Cybertron, before the war, at peace with itself. The only trouble were the occurring thieves and mob lords. He was hired as an agent to search for and neutralize the felons that police forces could not hope to capture for their limitations such as jurisdiction and reputation. Soundwave could hack into any system, break through any firewall, and fool any anti-viral programming. And as an agent for hire, he was his own boss. No ties to a company, and, with criminals constantly roaming the planet, he had a suitable income.

As a mercenary, he was more antisocial then a stray feline, and he liked it that way. No friends to let down, no acquaintances to impress; he was alone and free, against his nature as a viper-synch model. He would no change that any time soon. He believed his appearance alone could scare the average mech and his unfortunate mutated vocal coding would frighten one even more. But deep inside, the synchronic nature wanted to connect with other beings, yet the viper beside it was malicious, unmerciful, and greatly misunderstood.

Much like his first symbiote.

He had heard noises outside of his apartment window, waking him up from deep recharge in the night hours. It was the cruel laughter of younglings reaching their adulthood and the yowling of an animal. He looked outside to see three boys picking and prodding at a black feline, injured from her encounter with the aggressive mechs.

The warring sides of his model came to an agreement. The kind synch vouched to help the poor creature and the viper decided to rough up the boys in the process. He went downstairs and outside, walking up to the group of delinquents and the wounded cat. One of them, the tallest, heard his footsteps and turned to him, the others doing the same, seeing their leader's attention focused on something else.

"Need something, freak?" he said, grinning.

Because Soundwave was a rare sort of breed, even considering that he was a mutt, he was used to being called a freak, an anomaly, even a mutant, throughout his academy years. He paid them no mind. He knew that just because he was different it did not make him any less of a person. His skills were enough to impress, and terrify, others.

His two tentacles slid out with a hiss, wrapping themselves around the neck of the boy who insulted him and the other pressing to the chassis that covered his spark. His companions, frightened at whatever kind of appendage slipped out of this dark mech, fled the scene. The third was left to Soundwave's unkind mercy. He threw the boy across the street, a fair twenty-yard distance into a dumpster. He got back up, groaning as his circuitry fizzled from the rough impact. He glared at his assaulter. Soundwave stared back, screen hiding his expression.

"Disperse," he requested in his monotonous voice. The young mech, knowing he was outmatched, ran away to find the two and beat them for leaving him behind with a mutant.

Soundwave looked at the scared, defensive feline below him, who was hissing and growling at him, red optics bright in alert and fangs displayed. Her hind legs had been bound together with barbed wire, most likely placed by those juveniles, and her left shoulder scraped, leaking small drops of energon. The dark mech retracted a tentacle but let the other slither towards the cat. After seeing what it had done to the boy, she believed the same was going to be done to her, so she did what a cat would do in this situation and swiped at the air as a warning to go away. The appendage persisted, and, when it was close enough, the cat pinned it down with her front claws and bit into it, puncturing the soft dermal plating. If it had hurt, Soundwave did not show it.

After a few minutes of chewing on the now dented and pricked snake, the cat ceased her attack. She started to calm down. Her tail was rested on the pavement and her claws retracted, but her eyes said she on standby in case he was going to retaliate for messing up his extra limb. Soundwave knelt down to the ground and held out his hand for her to sniff, to read his bio-signature in case they ever came across each other again. She gave it a quick whiff, then looked at his facial screen, extending her neck. He had read before that felines smelled each other's lips to see if they were friend or foe. Experimenting with her species' custom, he took off his facial screen with a few click swipes against the locks and leaned forward.

When she was satisfied with capturing his bio-signature, he retreated, tentacle sliding back into its housing and screen placed into its frame. He went to the door to get back into his complex when he felt something smooth moving against his leg. The cat insisted on following him. He bent over and shooed her away with his digits. She mewed and rubbed against his leg again. The complex had a policy against pets, but he figured they would let him slide this once. Besides, it did not seem like the creature was going to leave his side that easily.

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Kinda short, but the next one's going to be longer. UP NEXT: RUMBLE AND FRENZY

And yes, Soundwave's a mutt but he's so awesome that you wouldn't guess.