Electr1z!

You and Soundwave are such close friends that you slowly turned into lovers without realizing it.

Back then, when you were a new candidate on the ship, you had no idea what you were doing. Bots would be mad at you for your clumsiness and your lack of skills in combat. Once, Megatron even confronted you and threatened to extinguish your spark by himself if you kept being useless for the Decepticons' cause. You really tried your best, you did, but to no avail.

Luckily, you were tasked to do something that you didn't know your capable of. Computers. Turns out, you were pretty great at it than anything else. Having such great performance on computers, you were promoted to become Soundwave's apprentice.

It was really awkward working with him for the first time, but you figured it's best to just mind your own business and approach him if necessary.

You adore his little minicons, they always approach you when they are bored enough with Soundwave. Though, Soundwave isn't fond of you, he cares his minicons and let them interact with you. Because of that, it somehow creates a connection between you and him.

Day after day, Mission after mission, both of you slowly grow a bond between each other. It's noticeable that Soundwave often interacts with you. And you often interact with him.

When most of his mincons died only leaving Laserbeak, he was devastated. Like usual, he show no emotion nor expression about his grief. Somehow, under that mask, you saw beyond it. You comforts him and share your grief together.

And thats what he liked about you.

You always knew what he feels even though he isn't showing any emontions, expressions or spoke any words.

Since that day, he no longer sees you as an ally but rather, a friend. How he feels towards his minicons is how he feels towards you.

. . .

On earth, you were fascinated about it's cultures, especially their music. Soundwave isn't interested in what Earth has to offer, but he gladly listens to you rambling about it. Like songs, you would make him listen to different kind songs together, as you talk about the history of the song, the singer, et cetera.

Even though he doesn't particularly like some of it, he still listens to it.

You had this one song that you kept telling Soundwave that it's the best, greatest thing you ever listen to. Humming the song while working, and repeatedly listening it with him.

He asked you why you like it so much, and you answered,

"Well, It kind of reminds me of us!" You smiled. He shook his head and continues to working.

He thought it was ridiculous, and yet, he started listen to the song too.

Both of your bonds are strong, just like Soundwave with his minicons back then. Starscream never really dare to mess with you, Knockout treated you well, and Megatron, he respects you more like Soundwave. After all, he wants his favourite third in command happy.

. . .

Remember when i told you, you lack of skills in combat?

Yeah, well.. you were on a mission to retrieve a relic. But due to you having lack of skills in combat, your chances of surviving a fight are very low.

You tried your best to fend off the Autobots, but in the end, a fatal blow hits your stomach, leaving you laying there on the medical berth helplessly as Knockout tried to save you from the blow. Despite Knockout being a professional medical expert, the wounds are too fatal and you can't be saved.

Even though Soundwave isn't there in the medical suite, he could hear your labored breath as it slowly died down, with you grunting with pain as you call for his name weakly before you everything stops. Your breathing, movement, and the light from your frame fade away.

He just stood there in front of the computer digits coming to a halt as he thinks about what he just hear.

You called his name, but he didn't respond back.

He just kept typing away at the keyboards while he listen to your final moments.

He could've called your name back, be there with you in the medical suite. Comfort your scared spark while holding his hand

But no, he just kept doing his work, typing away while you were dying.

Now, he regrets it. It's all his fault, he couldn't do better to you while you did better to him.

And he carries that burden onto his back.

. . .

Now, with you gone, he couldn't help but remember the things you did with him.

Those sweet memories you created in his head, now lingers with a sense of guilt.

The others on the Nemesis could notice that he acted weird after your passing. Often staring where you would stand, beside him. When alone, he sometimes listens to the songs that you used to hear with him. As if.. he's imagining that you are still there with him. Maybe he should've confessed to you that day. Now he has to bear the burden in silence . . . . You guys were more than friends, weren't you?

You were alerted that the infamous villain, The Joker, is trying to blow up Gotham City with a bomb hidden in an abandoned warehouse. You, of course, went to the location as soon as you were alerted. Entering the warehouse by the window, in the midst of darkness, a light shone over a ticking time bomb on a table. You are aware that this is an obvious trap, so you came in front of the bomb to determine if it's real. To your surprise, it is real. But your suspicion of it grew louder. As the timer on the bomb ticks away, you start to defuse the bomb while staying wary. Cutting through the wires carefully, a wire that you thought was the right one turns out to be wrong, as mysterious smoke sprays out of the bomb onto your face. Shocked, you took a step back, only for your legs to give out as you fell, your arms touching the ground, saving you from the fall. You noticed your vision is getting blurry, your head is getting dizzy, and your arms are trying their best to support your body. Then, a light shone over the warehouse balcony, revealing the mastermind behind all of this, the Joker. Gotham's most feared villain. His smile never leaves his face as he comes down from the balcony to greet you. "Looks like you've got my invite!" He grinned to himself while looking down at your struggling form. "What did you do to me..?" You tried to stand up, only for you to fall back down. "Oh, that? It's just a poison that weakens your body but not enough to kill you." "What are you trying to--" Before you finish asking, he immediately cut you off. "What am I trying to do? Simple! I just wanted to spend time with you." He answered. He always does that. Do whatever it takes for you to notice him. What a freak he is.. "Recently, you were so busy with other crimes that you didn't even have time to stop me! I had to face that Krypton freak instead of you!" He complained while you were desperately trying to stand up. "I gave you the poison to make our fun last longer! I didn't want you to beat my ass and put me in Arkham Asylum. I've waited so long for you to play with me!" He grinned to himself again, stepping aside to reveal the still ticking bomb. "Well, Bats, can you still defuse the bomb while you are in this state?" You finally got to stand up despite your conditions and immediately run towards the bomb. Your hand reached for the bomb, and another white one caught yours. Surprised you looked up. "You think it was gonna be that easy?" He smiled, then he put his hand on your hips and twirled you away from the bomb. He guides your body into dancing with him. You free yourself from his grasp with the remaining strength you have, your body limply reaching for the bomb before he catches you in his grasp again. You met his face again with a scowl, and he responded with a wicked smile as the sound of the timer ticking filled the empty warehouse. Dancing around the bomb, he purposely lets you near it, and when you try reaching for the bomb again, he immediately pulls you far away from it. He's tampering with you; he knows that you don't have the strength to fight back. It's getting annoying, but you tried to reach the bomb over and over again with no success. While he dances with you, Joker notices that the timer shows the bomb has 20 seconds left before exploding. He frowns for a second before looking back at your weak state and grins again. He then twirls you around and catches your limp body. Both of your faces are inches away, before he kissed you on the lips, his lipstick smearing your lips. He lets you go as your body hits the ground. "Well, I had fun, but I guess it's over. Until we meet again, Dark Knight." Then he disappears into the dark, leaving you with the ticking time bomb. You rushed over it, with your weak state, and you almost knocked the table down. Fighting the headaches and your numb body, you managed to defuse the bomb with only 3 seconds on the timer. You sigh in relief and fall back to the ground. . . .