Transformers prime :Rules are meant to be Broken

Broken

(just to clear up some confusion from last chapter and for this chapter soundwave has to relive his deceased minion's memory's every time he recharges. when he found them, he made a telepathic bond between him and his minions but when they died well the bond broke in a bad way and reflected on Soundwaves mentality giving him trauma and the reasoning for harming himself and being very protective of laserbeak in the episode Mountain relic)

(Soundwave POV)

My optic's swiftly online after seeing the memory's again, there memory's. there always so vivid, flowing through my mind, every night.

"Curse me and my secondary memory unit (brain)." I thought with anger. Every night of my pitiful life since that day, millions of eons ago, I would try to claw out my secondary memory unit on the back of my helm, just so I would no longer have to experience the pain.

I lift my upper torso and sit up on the cold metal floor, I look around the small room, I identify that the Autobot is not in this section of the ship. I then reach for the back of my helm to check out the damage from the fall. In sudden surprise as I begin to fell where the wound should be, I fell nothing.

"there's no wound that's a surprise, I suspected the fall would have damaged my helm". I thought, then questioned the thought. "unless, the Autobot chose to heal the wound out of pity, Afterall it is in their nature".

I try remembering some of the moments before my systems blacked out, I remember falling then crashing on the floor and seeing....... Names appear on my visor, "oh no, oh primus, she must have seen the names, my systems wouldn't have had enough time to hide them, she's probably going to question me about. THEM!" I thought with Clare fear seeping out of my mind and flowing through my form.

I stand up off the floor and walk to the doorway at a steady speed, trying to locate the security deck, it should distract my mind for now. Eventually I reach my objective, I walk to one of the monitors and inject my tendrils into the machine. using the ships cameras, I locate where the femme is, and eject my tendrils from the monitor and turn to walk in the direction of my next objective. When I locate the room, I hack into the doors and command it to open.

"SHIFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT".

I walk into the room and identify it as the berth room, I then walk over to the windowed section and stand there admiring the beauty of the universe. The universe is vast and speckled with stars that scream beauty as much as Starscream complains about not being the leader of the Decepticons, which is a lot I might add.

I lay down next to the window leaning against a birth, opposite the birth is another witch the Autobot femme, Arcee is occupying right now. her frame is against the wall with a solar blanket covering her, she reminds me a lot of Buzzsaw and Ratbat cuddled together with their siblings. Suddenly I feel immense pain coming from my helm, images flash by my optics all showing one thing. THEM! There pain, there joy there, there sorrow and everything else that they held in their minds. My body begins to shake, parts of my frame clattering together, I begin to whimper.

I lift my arms to the back of my helm and claw at it, trying to get that pain out of my helm. I begin to crush the back of my helm with my hands, trying to stop the pain, that immense and terrible pain! Ignoring everything else around me, I continue to damage my helm, grinding and screeching noises come from my hands and the damage they are causing.

"I can't do it alone anymore!" I whisper. "please, help me, I can't live with this alone anymore, please!" a flashing warning sign appears on my visor and before I know it, my optics begin to close, blinking out the tears as my body begins to doze off.

(Arcee POV)

"yawn, yup that was some good earned recharge." I spoke while doing my morning routine of stretches, rotating my arm and bending my legs.

I online my optics, still in dazed state because of recharge. I blink my optics a couple of times just to make sure I'm awake, then I look around the room. On the opposite side of the room next to a berth lies a familiar frame: Soundwave. I look closely and suddenly there was something strangely off about him, he was recharging that was obvious, but he seemed to be shaking.

"ok definitely shaking, looks to be from a nightmare." I thought, then a shiver runs down my spine "huh, he seems to look like a living description of what Rachet would use to describe........." the word suddenly got stuck in my voice box, I then gulp down my fear and whisper one word. "Me."

(I would like a reader's opinion on whether to have the next chapter start with an Arce POV or Soundwave POV because I fell it's getting a bit respective with most chapters so far starting with a point of view from Soundwave. Also, later I have some ideas for the Prowl and other characters, I hope to introduce one of them being Cosmos, but not as you know him, you'll understand eventually)