In the war between the Decepticons and the Autobots, the Cybertronians who suffered the most were those who belonged to neither side. They didn’t want to join either faction; they just wanted to live in peace on their own. Those with the means fled Cybertron, while those without could only wait to die.
Soundwave was originally the adopted son of a Cybertronian senator, little more than a diversion for the man in his spare time. Then the uprising came, and Megatron blasted his so-called senator father to pieces. Soundwave hid in a pile of deactivated bodies. When the machines in the city had left, he crawled out among the corpses. A tow truck hauled the mound of bodies over to a smelting furnace. As Soundwave climbed free, he kicked one corpse and heard a faint cry for help.
Huh. Someone hadn’t quite died.
Soundwave pulled him out, thought for a moment, then carried the half-dead, dark-colored mech away.
This guy was surprisingly hard to kill.
Soundwave found a blacksmith’s apprentice and made friends with him in a manner not unlike breaking into his home. The apprentice had been cooped up by his master for far too long. At last, the Autobots had taken his master away, and now he was a chatterbox who was especially eager to make friends.
“Where are you from? Where are you going? Who’s he? What happened to him? Primus, he’s still alive after an injury like that! Speaking of injuries, once I was forging a sword and it was heating in the furnace when, bang! The furnace exploded and sent Pang Chang flying...”
He really does talk a lot, Soundwave thought.
The one they’d dug out of the pile of deactivated bodies was a formidable fighter. When he first woke up, panicked and wary, he beat the two of them to the ground. Soundwave had learned all sorts of strategy from his senator father, and his processor worked quickly and efficiently. The blacksmith’s apprentice could make things, anything at all.
F3 wanted to run, but there was a stasis pod aboard the spaceship.
Now they were F4.
In fact, I want to say that the interaction between the first few voiceprints and Huo (is that his name?) Is really sweet (›´ω`‹). As soon as I saw the two of them interacting, I couldn't hold back the corner of my mouth and felt like I could delete it (remember, they are just kids!) 🙂🙂🙂
The four little ones are working hard to live.
It's good to read, this one is good to read, and the first one is also good to read. 💕