Soundwave-Idol

Rebuilding The Army "Is he still circling?" Megatron asked. "Yes sir." Blitzwing answered. "Give him clearance, and then confine him to his quarters until further notice." Megatron stood; he was now two heads taller than his original body, and quite a bit more nimble. "The rest of you help Blitzwing." Megatron was left in the cargo bay. Soundwave finished repairs on Galvatron, who almost immediately woke up. "What happened?" He nearly leapt off the table. "Spacebridge malfunction." Soundwave had instituted his telepathy as a whisper. "When will it be repaired?" The Leader demanded. "I have not assessed the damage." Soundwave answered.

The blast from the cannon lit up the landscape, but with each one it pulled more and more from his power reserve. Watch this Cyclonus know he was going to have to pull his leader Galvatron out of battle soon. The Autobots had been able to scrap most of the sweeps and had stated closing in on their location. So far Galvatron himself had taken six shots to his chest armor where it had now weakened and cracked. Cyclonus could not believe the luck he was having, on top of all of that his own blast had ricocheted off a nearby structure and found its way right into the crack. With each movement and swing of the cannon a new gush of energon flowed

It was dark, only a new wall light bother to show the shadows that hid the frames of the passer byes, that and the bright blue glow of their optics. For the last few weeks Thundertron had hardly bothered to light his own red optics to see whom it was that had walked passed. He and his two-team mates had been caught on a routine flight checking on the sensors that covered the boarder between Autobot territory and Decepticon domain. He did not want to move nor did he bother, the energon brought to him was a waste, it seemed to consume more energy to process it that it was worth. For the most part he was sitting starving to death. He could not t

"Scout the area for new resources my sign function! There is nothing out here but dirt." Starscream flew through the hot desert with his wing mates Thundercracker and Skywarp by his side. "Did Soundwave finally get his wires crossed? What would be in the middle of the desert?" Skywarp asked. "No, impossible, that boring heap knows too much to just suddenly send us out on a wild goose chase. No, Megatron is up to something and he is in on it." Starscream was suddenly quiet. "You are always so suspicious, can't you just relax just this once?" Thundercracker asked. "Shut up fool! You know….." "Autobots below." The black jet interrupted

Freeing the Spark Deep in the bowels of space a blistered planet orbited, the ravages of previous wars had burned it out several times over, and now it hung silently in space. It's original inhabitants gone many thousands of years ago, and what was left of their landscape became rotted shells, rubble and  buildings. Here is where they took shelter, and here is where they had planned to rise again. What was left of the Decepticon army called this planet Charr, and in many respects it was very scorched. They had constructed a base in a canyon, the cliff sides helping to seclude the area, though now the leader himself destroyed most. Nights wer

Blaster pondered his thoughts again, as he walked to his post. He wanted to talk to Soundwave again. He was however sure that Soundwave was contacting him with out Megatron's awareness. To him that presented a small problem. He wanted his memory back, but had no desire to be a Decepticon. While he thought that Megatron would blast him for nothing less. He sat at his seat in front of Teletran-one shaking his head. Having finished his last scans Tracks left the room leaving Blaster alone. Blaster hesitated he was not afraid but something told him he would not like the information that he was about to receive. He connected himself and in an ins

'What can I do now?' He wondered. 'These are my friends. I can't just abandon them. Dude I so don't want to fight my family either.' He sat in his chair, mind mulling over the recent information Soundwave had given him. He was deep in thought when Prowl entered making him jump. "Something happen last night?" The security officer asked with a raised optic brow. "Huh? Oh no I was just thinking." Blaster said still contemplating. "Alright you go and rest a while. It has been a few days since Megatron has caused any trouble. I expect him to try something at any time now." Blaster just nodded then started to walk to his quarters. At his door

Blaster sat at his console, he preferred the night shift. Here he could play his music, and still not be distracted from his duties. Not much ever happened at night anyway. He would take his recharge during the day, and was only ever called to go to the battle, which only happened once every two weeks or so. Still the nights had kept him from getting in to trouble with the others while playing his music too loud. On this night he had decided to do some net surfing, he connected himself to Teletran-one and proceeded to search through files in a 3-D type fashion. Everything was buzzing on the net; naturally his first destination was a music si

It was late and over all dark at the submerged base. The fact did not matter as the jet commander sat at his desk going through files of the warriors and debating on what to do. When he had returned for the last mission he had been a mess, for some ungodly reason his leader had insisted that they attack a nuclear power station. Not really a bad idea, but the location of this power center was too close to the Autobot's headquarters. That resulted in the Autobots finding and stopping them sooner. In fact not only had they been stopped, but also they had been beaten quite badly. Many more Autobots had come due to the close proximity to their ba

Does Soundwave Show Emotion? Rumble and Frenzy sat in the back corner of the rec room. The last three energy raids had gone unbelievably well. They were doing something that kept them out of trouble. Their creator Soundwave did not condone playing video games, but bought them both one to keep them busy. Both cassettes enjoyed many human activities. Being seven feet tall was a draw back at the base, but on city streets it was an advantage, if dressed properly they could just about go anywhere. Suddenly Frenzy cursed, and then threw his game boy against the wall, where it shattered in to a million pieces. "Slag it Rumble! Why ya gotta alway