(Transformers) Soundwave's secret

Chapter 30.

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Soundwave's secret (Transformers)

Chapter 30.

A neutrality meant no orders. Autobots have not asked for anything from Soundwave's side yet and this mean a lot of spare time, which of course turned into a boredom for their usually busy with duties group.

Several broken mechanism from WheelJack's lab, kindly offered by a mech to the younglings seemed to be a solution for the twins. The moment they saw the metallic basket with all items inside their optics grew wide causing a grin on the mech's faceplate. Soundwave herself had a weird idea of meeting Moonracer but unfortunately the femme had a work to do in the med-bay.

So, with a datapod, also offered by WheelJack, Soundwave and the others again found themselves in an almost empty energon room.

"No. Wait, try this one."

Twins and Ratbat were taken by their work, parts and instruments covering the whole table. Ravage was calmly lying by her side. Buzzsaw sat on the table by his brother who was drinking his extra cube of energon as his systems still required more energy after his inside the with the 'Cons.. Soundwave was hesitating to step in certain parts of the base and the open area of the city that was protected behind the walls of Iacon.

This meant that their possible location was limited. For now..

Rather loud voices came from where a silent group of young 'Bots had seated, as several of their same-aged comrades entered the company. Soundwave could tell, some bots of that group were of the ones not enjoying her and her companions' presence but it seemed that for now, they were keeping their annoyance to themselves. The moment Soundwave had entered, her optics caught the sight of two pairs of Autobot twins. She had once heard that was a trouble-causing combination. Between the loud comments, protest and laughs, the femme recognized the names of HotRod, Smokescreen and HotShot.

A very loud group of young mechs that was... But for once she refused to leave the place. No one of her group were causing any trouble and they had the right to spend their time in ... Autobots needed a way to get used to that. The sounds got louder and the youngsters headed to the exit, voices disappearing in the distance. Some older Autobots were sitting at the other end of the room, watching something on the screen.

Sounwave looked around and went back to reading.

A neutrality meant no certain aims. Surrounded by the walls of base, it felt like she was drifting between the reality. Things were and would be happening around - Autobots and Decepticons would still fight blinded by so desired victory. The victory meant peace for them. Some bots really believed in that, others preferred to make themselves believe. But the victory was no guaranty of peace...

The sad truth was that Soundwave did not know what would be. Decepticon's triumph would be Megatron's and nothing more. Autobots as it seemed were a better choice for winners but Decepticon's part in the future seemed to be unknown even for them. Yet, the most important thing Soundwave could see was the fact that this victory might not be reached in time. How much destruction would come, how much resources wasted till then? The damage of their own planet seemed to be the only thing that was sure to happen if the war kept going. And without the planet and peace what was the need for all this fight?

And still, what could she do? Once being a part of this destruction Soundwave had tried her best to lessen the damage. Now she was no one in this fight. A silent watcher who by the end would also face the results of destruction. Their planet would take a long time to die, it probably even won't but it will change greatly and the life that can always find a way out will change too. The nature would be but them - the once prospering race of Cybertron - will be fighting not only in the endless war but in the war for survival on their home planet they once have know. Her kind was separated from the real world by the system once created. They forgot what was the admiration of the simple gifts of life.