I have been busy. High school sucks.
When Silence Is Loudest chapter 17
For a while the memories were blurred and mundane.
The rebellion was getting more war-like by the day. It was hardly a rebellion now.
The first battle between Megatron and Optimus Prime was interesting.
The Prime used some battle techniques that Megatronus taught Orion. Megatron was not amused at all.
He watched Soundwave carefully as he went on with his day to day activities. Primus does that mech ever stop working?
His sleeping habits remained the same.
Ever since he got an actual bed back, Soundwave preferred to sleep under it curled up in a tight ball. His symbiots didn't seem to mind.
He's only seen him do it once (he doesn't do it if he's sharing a berth with him).
He walked into his TIC's room to try and find before mentioned officer, he didn't see him, and when he turned to leave he felt something curl around his ankle.
He absolutely did not screech.
Soundwave scooted from under the bed and raised his arms in an 'I surrender' gesture.
The communication officer admitted that hiding under the berth made him feel safer.
Then Megatron's mind went quickly back to the fact he doesn't do it when he sleeps with him. And there is that weird warm feeling in his chest.
But sometimes he forgets just how terrifying Soundwave could be. Adorable and terrifying. A dangerous combination.
The point where the rebellion became a war was blurred. It was like when one begins to daydream and when they finally snap out of it lots of time has passed.
Cities were being devastated. Neutrals were becoming rarer and rarer. The missing list was getting larger by the day.
Soundwave proving himself over and over again. He easily gained the title of Megatron's most loyal and capable follower.
New Decepticons are gained. Some old ones go. The new Decepticons don't know that much about Soundwave.
The communication officer got immense joy in scaring the slag out of them. Scaring anyone really (the under berth incident would happen later, and Soundwave still hasn't let it go).
Their trust for each other eventually turned into close friendship. And Megatron wanted to slap his younger self for taking so long. Honestly.
The latest battle was…different…somehow.
Maybe the Autobots were better armed and prepared. Maybe because the air was fiercer. Or was that desperation?
Soundwave was fighting in this battle. His 'opponents' weren't even worth half his best effort. Younger Megatron could've laughed if he wasn't so busy himself.
Hardly note-worthy. Except that it was. Somehow.
And colors blurred and disappeared. And Megatron found himself in Soundwave's mental landscape again.
It was Iacon. Yet it wasn't.
Mechs and femmes of all shapes and sizes milled around. Of all sorts of careers. Miners to medics to council members!
He saw Soundwave. He looked exactly the same as he does now (not the injuries). He wasn't looking at him but the warlord was fairly sure he already knew he was there.
So he just walked.
He didn't even try to maneuver around the other Cybertronians, and was glad that he just walk right through them.
Most would be disturbed by this, but not him.
Memory Soundwave was following him.
For once, Megatron found this cold calculation was slightly unsettling.
Making a quick decision, he snapped around and called out "Soundwave!".
The said mech stepped out the dark corner he was hiding in.
"You're not part of my subconscious." He stated before crossing his arms across his chest.
"No, I'm not."
"Care to explain why you are here then?" Soundwave coldly said and shifted his weight to his other foot.
Megatron opened and closed his mouth for a few moments.
"Well Soundwave…"