I'm not part of your machine... | Transformers Prime | Soundwave Centric

18- There's Only Looking Up

So they resigned their terror and determination to work out the plans. They redirected their emotions to work as they'd been doing for the past Primus knows how long.

Soon, the plans were in action. Starscream, Soundwave, Bumblebee, and Lazerbeak were assigned to scout out the Nemesis before the others boarded it, and hopefully find Shockwave.

Soundwave had the suspensions on where that purple tank could be, and soon Lazerbeak confirmed as much having snuck into the ventilation system and the scientist's lab.

Chaos erupted on the ship as soon as the Autobot forces and the missing High Command were spotted. They ignored the fighting instead of focusing on getting Shockwave out to add to their firepower.

Turning the corner they froze, completely halting in their steps and self-imposed mission. Their previously pushed-down terror quickly reignited into treacherous flames.

Megatron stood mid-hit on the dented door standing in front of him. He stared back at them like they were some ghost, back from the All Spark to haunt him for his miss deeds. 

They sucked down their panic, steeling their resolve to deal with this.

"Soundwave." Their name fell from the tyrant's vocalizer. It felt sour to them.

They returned the favor in their own voice. Their disdain reigning defiantly in it, "Megatron." 

Megatron looked ready to explode or hit a wall through but made no move. So, neither did they. The silver bot appeared to be thinking, and thinking hard. So, they let him. Megatron bot seemed to conclude his thinking. So, they gave him the ground to make his thoughts known.

Megatron took the challenge up with vigor, "Soundwave! Never thought you would be back as the traitor you are!" 

They continued to let the bot dig his verbal grave, "I would have assumed you offlined by now, but here you are! Here with the Autobots and my other traitorous Officers." He made an advance towards Soundwave.

Soundwave stood their ground, "Soundwave: Will shoot."

"Go right ahead! One shot won't kill me!" Megatron tempted fate aloud, "Never has, never will!"

"Megatron: Willing to test theory?" Soundwave asked the slowly approaching leader.

He lunged for Soundwave, shouting at them about this and that. They made use of their thin frame and stepped away from the bot's reach. 

With little hesitation, they utilized the blaster given to them by the Autobots, and not quite sure where they were pointing they shot Megatron. The bot that was so confident that being fired at wouldn't halt him in his tracks had ended up so, so wrong. Soundwave had ended up shooting the silver mech to what would be considered his knee. This ended with Megatron half-clattering to the ground, his now semi-useless leg failing to work with his other as he attempted to attack them.

Soundwave inwardly cringed at this luckily and poorly placed shot. It surely hurt and they felt bad for whatever was left of their friend in the pitiful bot scrambling to regain his advantage. 

They stared at the leader, they weren't sure what to think of it... any of it. Sure, they didn't want to be anywhere near the leader as he was now. But they didn't want to leave what was left of their beloved and trusted friend here either. They knew that they wouldn't be able to be near the bot comfortably for vorns... They knew that all their emotions directly conflicted with each other in the same manner as all the others. Their safety mattered, but so did his. Their processor state matters as much as anyone else's, and so does his. Their crimes mattered and the way they made up for them did as well, and it was the same for him. Their spark mattered just as much as his did. After all, a bot took another's life, who was punished with death, only ended with another as their killer. What did that historical human figure say? An eye for an eye and blindness..?

"Soundwave!" 

A voice shouted from behind them. Their helm shot up and around to see who or what it was. Ratchet was steadily and quickly making his way down the hall of the Nemesis towards Soundwave, they could vaguely see a few more trailing behind the medic.

Ratchet grumbled at the sight of Megatron, before addressing the spy again, "Nothing broken?"

They silently shook their head at the medic, who nodded and headed toward the door Shockwave was assumedly behind.

The hallway was soon crowded with the Autobots and defected Decepticons who weren't currently dealing with what was left of the Decepticon army. They duly noted the things going on around them, Ratceht and Starscream both shouting at Shockwave through the dented and beaten door. Bulkhead attempting to force the aforementioned door open. Knockout, reluctantly and at the request of Optimus,  preventing Megatron from any major energon loss. Optimus was speaking mostly to Megatron about where he would be going from here.

They, however, just stayed where they were. They were trying to fully take in what this all meant, the war was, for all intents and purposes, over from here. They didn't have to be a defected Decepticon, they didn't have to be a spy, they didn't have to be the third in command, Lazerbeak didn't need to be adjacent to a drone, they didn't have to stay if they didn't want to.

Soundwave sighed and turned to help their fellow Cybertorians clean up what was--hopefully-- the last mess this long war made.

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And that's it! She's done! I don't really like the ending too much, I personally think I could've done better, but I also couldn't think of anything better.I hope everyone who's read this through enjoyed it in some capacity. Reading back, I can see the changes in my writing, things I like, and things I hate that I did.I'm going to leave this fic alone now that it's finished, maybe respond to some comments and the like.

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