Fatal

Chapter 5: Support

3rd POV     

        A scream echoed through the halls of the Decepticon waship. Troops froze, and shivered. It was a scream of such pain. So much pain! Vehicons and Eradicons alike stormed in the direction the scream came from. The rec room. The ones who got there first gasped and yelped. Slick ran, itching to see what was causeing the ruckus. What he saw, scared him. It was Soundwave, on the floor covered in his own Energon. Energon leaked through a crack in his visor. Oh, frag! Soundwave was leaking from his mouth, and the Energon had no real way to escape. Soundwave was probably drowning in his own Energon!

        Slick pushed past the crowd to reach Soundwave. He immediatly tried to detach the visor, but Laserbeak screeched and clawed him. "Ouch! Stop it, bird! Don't you get it, he's drowning!" Laserbeak froze, and pushed Slick bach with force. Slick hit the ground with a THUD! He looked over and saw Laserbeak tear the visor off with his beak. He tossed it to the floor. Everybody gasped at the sight, and condition of Soundwave's face. His optics were closed, but he was dreamy. Lasebeak proceeded to lick the energon off Soundwave's face, so only a small stream of Energon run from his mouth.

        Soundwave had a small, slightly opened mouth, lightly shut optics, and soft faceplates. A thin, indigo line run fromThe bottom of his optics, and curved in the center to meet the sides of his face. The indigo line pulsed lightly. Laserbeak chirped sadly, and looked around. Knockout, he wanted Knockout! Slick commed the medic in fright, ::Knockout! Report to the rec room immediatly! Soundwave's hurt!:: ::Got it!::

        The thundering pedesteps of Knockout made everyone part for the medic. "Yikes. What happened?" The medic asked. "I dunno. We heard him scream, and-" "That was him? I never thought Soundwave was the one to even make a peep." Knockout commented. "Yes, and then everyone came here. We don't know much. Or anything for that matter!" Drive exclaimed, coming up behind Slick. "Help me get him to the Med-Bay." Knockout ordered.

Soundwave's POV

        The moment I came to, I felt something was off. I didn't even open my optics. Cool air blew across my damp, warm faceplates. I felt my face. No visor. ::Laserbeak?:: I called. ::Hmmm?:: Came the answer. ::Can you get me my visor?:: I asked. ::Yeah, I'm almost done cleaning and repairing it.:: Cleaning it? Repairing it? What? ::There! Done!:: Laserbeak called, cheering through the mental link.

        I attached the visor to my face, cherishing it, for it was a gift from my birth Carrier. Once it was locked on, I opened my optics. My face was sticky and warm. I really need a wash. The weird tingly feeling came back. I suddenly wanted to change into my alt mode and find a human to wash me... Nope. Not happening.

        I trudged my way to the wash room, ignoring all trooped that were giving me the stare. I walked in and stepped into one of the stalls. I looked for a door but couldn't find one. I looked around the stall. There was some car soap and a long, huge, dry rag.

        Laserbeak detached himself from my chest. ::Do you want a bath, too?:: I asked him. He nodded his small head. I gathered the car soap bottle in my servos and tried to squeeze some out, but my long, slender digits wouldn't let me. Instead, I pierced a hole right through the middle. A white, shiny substance poured out. It smelt like what humans called 'lavender'. I turned in the water and adjusted the temperature until it was boiling hot.

        I rubbed the soap over my frame and small bubbles appeared wherever I rubbed. I looked around an once I realized it was safe, I took off my visor an scrubbed my face as well. I stood under the hot water and washed all the soap off. Once done, I put my visor back on and turned to Laserbeak, who was chewing on the towel.

        ::Your turn, bud.:: I said. I sat down onto the floor and held Laserbeak firmly in my lap. I poured some soap onto his head and scrubbed lightly. The bubbles covered Laserbeak and myself. I guess I need to rinse again.

        Suddenly, the door to the wash room opened to reveal Megatron, Starscream, and a couple Eradicons. Great. The group at the door froze when they say me sitting on the floor. "Soundwave?" Megatron inquired. I raised a hand weakly in greeting. Laserbeak cawed, wanting me to continue washing. I poured more soap onto my servo and resumed cleaning Laserbeak. Megatron, Starscream, and the Eradicons each got into a stall. There was only one way to describe this. Awkward.