Ratchet's optics widened in horror as the dark mech slowly raised his chassis so that he was sitting upright. His long, thin legs moved to dangle off the egde of the medical berth. He smoothly reached over and scooped up his visor.
His optics never left Ratchet's face.
Standing up, he snapped the mask onto his face. Ignoring the sparklings quivering at his feet, he walked over to Ratchet. Though he was only a few feet taller than the medic, Ratchet felt like Soundwave loomed over him by hundreds. Soundwave stood stock still for a few Earth minutes.
Ratchet began to reach up his hand to activate his comm. link, but one of Soundwave's glowing tentacles lashed out and attached to the mesh covering his spark chamber. Electricity pulsed through the appendage, successfully knocking out the CMO.
The Decepticon stood, admiring his handiwork for a moment, before turning around. Bumblebee and Smokescreen were nowhere to be seen. As he turned to leave, he noticed a large monitor standing by what looked like a powered-down Ground Bridge. Lazerbeak deployed from his chest, transforming from chest armor to a small bird. Soundwave silently commanded the bird to scout the area outside the base, both watching for the Autobots' return and finding the exact location.
Once Lazerbeak flew through a large door, Soundwave strode to the monitor. There were six energy signatures on the main screen. Three were steady, one was very sluggish (presumably the medic's sparkrate, as the electric shock must have slowed his systems some), and two showed up as quick and erratic (these most likely belonged to the sparklings; sparklings had generally faster sparkrates due to their small size, and these must be afraid of him, explaining the spasmodic rhythm).
Soundwave once more unleashed his tentacles, but instead of latching onto a Cybertronian, they hooked onto USB ports in the monitor. He made his way through their mainframe. Several extremely heavy firewalls popped up, but he decrypted them with ease and continued his hack. Once he had the entire database protection-free, be began his download.
His secondary processor had barely enough space to fit everything inside it. His visor alerted him of the completion of the download. He began to turn away, thinking his work was complete, but one last sight met his optics. A small folder of data, tucked away from the rest. It was unnamed, so he decided to find out for himself what was kept inside.
As soon as he hacked into it, he was met by a firewall. A very feeble one, at that. He began to question his find, but was interrupted. An extremely loud alarm had been triggered by his hack. Soundwave didn't even flinch. He went back into the main folder of data and looked into the security files. By applying a simple hack code, he was able to shut down the alarm.
His faint relief of not attracting any bots was short-lived. A small whimper came from across the base. He slowly walked back to the medical berth. Finding nothing on or around it, he looked underneath.
Two small sparklings were huddled in the corner, very deep in - too far for his (admittedly long) arms. He stood back to his full height and let his tentacles slither toward their prey. Two satisfying squeaks of fear and surprise met his audio receptors.
Lifting them up from underneath their small arms, he looked into their opticss. The slightly larger one was looking at him with a mixture of utter terror and, surprisingly, defiance. The smaller one's large optics were emmitting fear and innocence, while trying to focus. They were very blind optics indeed. His attention was turned towards the unconscious medic as he stirred, slowly coming to.
The 'Con walked silently to the Ground Bridge and activated it. Without a word (as usual), Soundwave's light frame transformed, forcing the sparklings into the cockpit, and flew through the green-blue swirl, leaving behind the sounds of a distressed, angry, and very sleepy medic.
As Soundwave emerged from the other end of the Ground Bridge, he deactivated it with his visor. Flying up to the Nemesis, directly above his head, he thought: 'Megatron will be pleased. An entire database, and two of the Autobots. Quite pleased indeed.'
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Sparkling Troubles
Fanfiction[ CANCELLED - sorry i'm not gonna be updating this anymore ] While on a mission, Bumblebee and Smokescreen are turned into what they never thought they'd be again... SPARKLINGS! How will the Autobots cope with two troublesome sparklings on their te...
