“Out,” was the answer, “I’ll be back in fifteen minutes.” And cut his friend off without explanation, making the ex-Gladiator seethe with fury. “SOUNDWAVE!!” he called him on his Comm.-Link, “WHERE THE PIT ARE YOU?!” He bolted into the Control Room, ready to murder the Tapedeck, but no one was in there. “Soundwave,” he snarled, running up the stairs. To his horror, his stash had been cleaned out! He became enraged beyond what was the norm for him in his drug-impaired state. The effectiveness of the intoxicant was becoming less effective as time went on, and he seemed to need more and more in order to achieve his desired ‘high.’ The former Gladiator had been taking Dark Energon and sleeping on and off. But before Soundwave returned, Megatron had emerged from his own quarters and wondered into the basement. Well, while the Tapedeck was away on his errand, Starscream watched television with his brothers in their quarters. “Yeah, you’re right,” the Tapedeck agreed, dumping the metal boxes into a burlap sack, “Stay on Base, I’ll be back in an hour.” “No! Soundwave, you have to do it tonight!” Starscream insisted, “When he comes down here later and sees it’s gone, that’s the first place he’ll look! And when he finds it, he’ll slag us both!” Soundwave: “I’ll depose of these storage units at a nearby hospital on the surface first thing tomorrow morning…” The red and white flyer shrugged, not knowing what to do next, “But, if we burn it, we’ll probably all be affected.”įinally, Soundwave came up with an answer, “Put it all in the medical waste containers.” Soundwave: “And kill all the fish in the ocean? As soon as the Navy sees that, they’ll blame us!” Starscream: “Dump it into the garbage shoot?”
They had to think of how to accomplish this safely. Starscream helped him gather up all the packages, “So all we have to do is destroy this, and it’ll be over.” “Here,” he showed the other as he pulled out the packages of cocaine bricks, “He mixes this stuff with regular High-Grade to make Dark Energon.” The two Officers went to the Energon Storeroom, and Soundwave pulled out the cover on one of the air conditioning vents. “Alright,” the Tapedeck agreed, “I know where he keeps his cache of drugs.” He motioned for the Seeker to follow him. “Oh Primus, Soundwave,” Star shook his helm, “We need to get rid of this Dark Energon! And tonight!”
Soundwave: “…And tonight, he punched me and accused me of conspiring with Jazz.” Starscream: “The other day, he nearly led me and my squadron straight into an army fleet! When I confronted him about it, he thought he had told me to lead them East when he actually said WEST! I’m positive of it!” “Soundwave, he’s getting worse,” the Air Commander insisted, “We can’t allow him to keep spiraling downwards.” Later, after dark, Starscream met with the Tapedeck in secret in the Control Room. Megatron huffed and went to his quarters for another hit of the drug. Soundwave sighed, “That was Ravage, you dolt!” “You ever confer with Jazz on my Base again, and you’re outta here!” the ex-Gladiator spat. “You ever strike me again, and I’m outta here,” Soundwave snarled as he readjusted his mouthplate. When the Tapedeck denied it, Megatron punched him in the faceplates, knocking the big blue Decepticon to the ground. He accused Soundwave of working for the Autobots.
Well, it worked for a while: Megatron was indeed a better fighter, winning several battles with the Autobots-almost singlehandedly-and breaking into human buildings with ease on Energon raids, tearing into storage facilities as if they were made of wet paper bags.īut within weeks, the paranoia started. Shockwave didn’t know about the transaction. After another moment’s hesitation, he accepted the sample. The Decepticon Leader wondered to himself but didn’t share, if Red Alert himself used the stuff, considering his reputed bouts with paranoia. “It’ll make ya stronger in battle,” the red and white mech offered, “Just don’t overdo it…makes ya all jittery-like.” He called it ‘Dark Energon,’ a mix of High-Grade Energon and an Earth drug known as Cocaine. When the Decepticon Leader had a meeting with the older mech, an uncle of Red Alert, he offered him a sample of a chemical concoction he’d been experimenting with. The Cannon-Former explained that he had been contacted by an informant, an Autobot living in Kaon that was a Neutral, about a prototype weapon called the Negavator that the Autobots on Earth were testing with the human military. It began when Megatron had gone back to Iacon alone for a meeting with Shockwave. This is a flashback of my longer Transformers Fanfiction, “The International Incident.”Īt the time, the Decepticon had lived on Earth for less than a year and were still trying to sustain their footing.
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