《The Mutated Predacon (Wheeljack X Mutated Predacon)》Chapter 13 First Kicks + Soundwave
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MoonWave POV
It’s been another month since I joined the Autobots and everyone now trusts me. I’m five months spark meaning that I only need four months more before I give birth.
‘Urg… am never having any more sparklings ever again’ I thought.
I looked down at my swollen stomach
I was walking to the main room when I bumped into Wheeljack.
“Wheeljack?” I asked.
“MoonWave, I was looking for you” he said.
“Huh? Why?” I asked.
“I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go on a flight together?” he asked. I raised an eyebrow.
“A flight?” I asked. He nodded.
“You do know that I can’t transform into my predacon form or especially carry someone in my back” I said.
“I didn’t mean that we should go on a flight on your predacon form but my ship” he replied.
“You have a ship?” I asked. He nodded.
“Then why haven't I seen it?” I asked.
“It got damaged but it's fixed now” he replied.
“So do you want to come with me on a small flight?” he asked.
“Mmm… I don’t know” I began.
“C’mon… you told me that you wanted to go on a flight for a long time but couldn’t” he said taking my servos on his.
“This might help cure some of your anxiety from being out of the sky for a long time even though it’s not going to be equally the same” he replied.
I immediately stared at him with a raised eyebrow before sighing.
“Fine” I replied.
He smiled before taking me outside. Once outside I saw a small white spaceship outside the base. He immediately guided me inside the small ship.
“C’mon, Dear” he said.
He sat on the driver’s seat while I sat on the passenger's seat.
Just then he suddenly took flight making me jumped from the sudden speed of suddenly taking off making me immediately feel anxious.
Wheeljack chuckled at my sudden action of movement making me growled at him.
“Are you scared?” he asked.
“Huh… of course not, it's just that I feel anxious” I replied.
“Come here” he said.
I looked at him and he motioned for me to come over. I did then was suddenly pushed into a warm embrace.
“Wheeljack!” I exclaimed.
I immediately blushed a dark blue color. I heard him chuckled before using one of his servos to hold me in a strong and warm embrace while he used the other one to drive the ship.
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“I can’t wait to hold our little ones in my arms” Wheeljack said rubbing my middle with his servo that was holding me.
“Me too” I replied resting my helm on his shoulder.
“When are they going to start kicking?” he asked.
“Mmm… they can start kicking any day, but when they start kicking me am going to kick your aft” I said. I heard him chuckle.
“I still wonder what's taking them so long” he said.
“Well maybe they got your stubbornness” I said. I heard Wheeljack scoffed as he lightly pressed his servo on my middle hoping to get the sparklings to kick.
“I love you so much, MoonWave” Wheeljack said.
I blush before looking up so we could be staring at each other.
“I love you too, Wheeljack” I replied with a smile.
He smiled back before bringing our faces for a sweet kiss. I then grunted in pain and watched his optics wide.
“Did they just kick?” he asked.
He had a large smile on his face while I groan in pain when the sparklings kick again.
“Wheeljack your dead” I said looking at him with a murderous look on my face.
***
~Time Skip~
I was in the main room with everyone. I was leaning on Wheeljack who had his arms wrapped around my body. Just then we received a call from a human named Agent Fowler
“Prime, it’s cons again… in progress this time” Agent Fowler said.
“Coordinates received Agent Fowler” Ratchet said before activating the groundbridge.
I then watched Ultra Magnus walked forward with a determined look.
“Let’s roll” he said.
“Ep, Ep, your ability to roll remains predicated upon further exploration of your manual dexterity” Ratchet informed Magnus.
I then watched Magnus try to move his claw-like servo but failed. I found out that Predaking was responsible for that. He had destroyed Magnus servo on the fight when the eradication of project predacon was in process.
“I’m afraid Ratchet’s authority supersedes my own in medical matters” Optimus said. I saw Magnus sighed.
“Understood” Magnus replied.
I then felt a wave of sadness go through my spark. I immediately looked at Wheeljack. He had a sad look on his face. I frowned when I heard him sighed.
“It’s okay my love” I whispered.
“It was not your fault” I added kissing his cheek.
“I know but I wish I could have done something” he whispered.
Optimus then left with Wheeljack, Bulkhead, Arcee, Bumblebee, and Smokescreen. I waited there patiently for their return. It wasn’t long until they returned with…
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‘SOUNDWAVE’ I thought.
I was surprised when I saw them come back with Soundwave. Ratchet immediately strapped him down so he couldn’t escape.
“Because we have the means to shield our new base, our captive will be unable to transmit his coordinates to the Decepticon warship” I heard Ratchet said. Optimus nodded.
“Nor will they be able to pinpoint his location” Optimus added.
“Guess we have all the time in the world to make Mr. Personality tells us everything he knows” Wheeljack said.
I was standing on the far side next to Wheeljack with everyone around Soundwave.
“Why is Megaron stealing human technology? What is he attending to build?” Optimus asked.
“Wha… why… why is Megatron… stealing… human tech… tech… technology? Wha… what… is he… attending… to build?” Soundwave replied only repeating what Optimus said but in a remix kind of way making it sound kind of creepy if you ask me.
Soundwave then shows us a smiley face on his visor. That’s when Bulkhead who was standing next to us transformed his servo into a wrecking ball.
“Oh, yeah… Why don’t I wipe that smile right out of his face?” Bulkhead suggested.
“Soundwave, we have treated you fairly but for the sake of the natives of this planet, tell us what Megatron is attending to build before we are forced to rely upon less civil methods of interrogation” Optimus said.
Just then Soundwave made a loud screeching noise-making everyone immediately cover their audio receptors. The sound didn’t last long but for me, it felt like hours. When the sound finally stopped, I felt like I was going to pass out but thankfully Wheeljack caught me in time.
“Are you okay, Sweetspark?” he asked.
“Yeah… my head only hurts from the loud screeching noise” I replied.
He nodded before helping me to sit down on a couple of empty crates that we had there for storage.
“Scrap this!” Ratchet exclaimed.
“Soundwave is no ordinary Cybertronian… Inside or outside. So I will strongly suggest opening him up so we could have a first-hand look at the information recorded on his drives” Ratchet said but then we watched a bunch of data began swirling on his visor.
“Alright... he’s downloading data” Bulkhead said.
“No…,” Ratchet said
“He’s erasing data” I added. Ratchet nodded.
“Soundwave superior, Autobots inferior” Soundwave said before his screen went dark.
“Is he…” Bulkhead began.
“His vital signs remain functional but it seems he has simply set off communication by crashing his own drives” Ratchet said.
I sighed before standing up from my sitting position on the crates. Just then we got a call from Agent Fowler about some cons activity.
“Autobots…” Optimus began.
Just then Magnus stepped forward ready to roll.
“Ep, Ep, Ep” Ratchet said.
“Doc, the commander is ready” Wheeljack said. I smiled.
I then saw him grumbling something under his breath before walking away.
“Fine… Fine…” Ratchet said.
“Bulkhead, Smokescreen, remain here with Ratchet to guard our prisoner. Everyone but MoonWave transform and roll out” Optimus said.
Ratchet activated the groundbridge and I watch everyone leave.
‘I wish I could go out there and help out’ I thought.
“Uh… can’t we throw a tarp over him, he’s creeping me out” I heard Bulkhead said.
I looked back and noticed that he was talking about Soundwave.
“Yeah, it’s like he’s watching no matter where you go” Smokescreen added. I chuckled.
“Would both of you stop focusing on what Soundwave can or cannot see and help me figure out what he did not tell… like why Megatron would be interested in something that was believed to generate enough power to create a black hole” Ratchet said.
“Blackhole? So Megatron is looking to swallow the whole universe?” Smokescreen asked.
“And everything in it” Bulkhead added. I rolled my optics.
‘Seriously’ I thought.
“No! No!” Ratchet exclaimed.
“He will nearly want to harness the power of something cable swallowing worlds in order to…” Ratchet began.
“... Create one” I said.
Ratchet immediately looked at me. We both knew what Megatron was trying to rebuild. Ratchet immediately called Optimus.
“Optimus, I know this hardly seems the right time but it may aid you in your task” Ratchet said.
“:: Go ahead::” Optimus asked.
“We believe that Megatron may be attending to rebuild the omega lock… do we let him?” Ratchet asked.
“:: No… for you know as well as I that Megatron will use the reconstructed lock to cyber form both Cybertron and Earth… and that’s one abusive power we cannot allow::” Optimus replied.
I watch Ratchet sighed.
“Understood” Ratchet replied. I sighed before laying a comfortable servo on his back.
“Ratchet it may not be with the forge or the omega lock but we are gonna find a way to get our planet repair” Smokescreen said.
He was trying to cheer Ratchet up.
Just then Agent Fowler came out of his office holding a folder and right at that moment a window crash. I looked up and my optics went wide when I saw…
“Laserbeak” I whispered.
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