"Wow!'' Max looked at the monochromatic robot in front of her. It looked so human, yet... wasn't.
"His name is Jazz, that's Bee, and these are Bulkhead and Cliffjumper." Raf explained, pointing to each corresponding robot.
Run
"They're kinda like "robots in disguise", they help keep Earth safe from the Decepticons" Raf explained.
"Decepticons?" Max asked, curious.
Get out
"They are bad guys in this situation, kid. They want to harm Earth and the folks livin' here." Jazz explained, crouching down to look at Max, face to face. The way he spoke made her hearing aids sound all fuzzy. "It's ok, we won't let them harm ya."
That was a lie
"Optimus should be coming back soon with Arcee and Ratchet, so you can meet them." Miko said.
You should have ran
"Wow! Who's Optimus?'' Max asked timidly, feeling slightly overwhelmed.
Why didn't you run?
"Optimus, leader of the Autobots, he's a bit of a big deal among us." Cliffjumper spoke.
You're not safe!
As Jazz took the bots aside to talk, Miko pulled max aside. "Hey, you wanna see something really cool?" Max was intrigued.
WHY AREN'T YOU LISTENING?!
"Oh, um... sure!'' Max said, nodding her head slightly to Miko. Surely it's safe...right?
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Max woke up with a start, her mouth agape in horror as if she was about to be stabbed. Until... She realized where she was. It was dark, dim lights glowed around her and the sound of whirring circuits could be heard, along with faint, robotic breathing patterns. Max nudged her foot, unknowingly rubbing it against Ravage's back. It startled her, but she relaxed knowing the Cyber-panther wasn't awake.
It took a while before her eyes finally adjusted to the dark, seeing now that it was just the sleeping bodies of cassettes all around her. It was odd; to say the least, Max could have sworn that...
that...
She could remember It all so... clearly now...
His face... the swallowing bodies, and the crack of glass before-
Max felt her heart rate quicken, as a sudden lurch of anxiety took hold of her, making her feel almost nauseous. The pulse of her heartbeat was so painful that she felt as if it would pop; but that was nothing compared to the weight of all that ran though her mind in that exact nano klik.
She wanted to cry, tears wouldn't come out, however.
Soft clattering drove her attention towards the little, small office connected to the quarters.
It was Soundwave, carrying a small cube of Energon in servo. He must've been working late...
"Maxwell..." Soundwave began, his deep voice softened, as he walked towards Max in the berth. His deep red visor casts a warm glow on the delicate facial structure of Max. "Are... are you ok?" Soundwave spoke with a small hint of concern, placing the cube of Energon on the berth as he comforted Max, his servo bringing warmth that she didn't even realize that she was lacking.
"Mhm..." Max nodded her head; she bit her lip in an effort not to cry, not that it was doing much.
"You look upset..." Soundwave commented. His tone, although well meaning, was off. As if he weren't sure how to go about comforting Max. With small, mechanical but soothing strokes, Soundwave rubbed her back a bit.
Max didn't respond, she wasn't sure how. Soundwave, growing concerned quickly spoke:
YOU ARE READING
Nemesis Intruder (transformers)
Science Fiction*transformers AU* as both third in command and communications officer of the decepticons, few things go under soundwaves eye. if something were to try, he would have it delt with permanently however, the communications officer is of course willing...
