SUMMERY- It is up to you Soundwave. You are the only mech on this ship that I truly trust. Trust no one with the first part of your mission. This is for you and you alone. However you may need help with my sister, she can be quit resilient when it comes to something that she does not want to do (aka go with an unknown mech). But she has always wanted to be a commander in the decepticon army, and now she is their leader. Good bye Soundwave.

Disclaimer- I don't own TFP: that's Hasbro/Takkara's job. I'm merely the insane white boy who loves to wright stories about them. (Ok, I have to admit that the smiley face thing was completely by accident)

Chapter 1

Megatron had been dead for a week. The autobots were finally able to kill him after that commander of theirs, Ultra Magnus, made an appearance. The Decepticon's however were able to flea and take their fallen leaders body with them. Apon his death, Soundwave was supposed to get his will. The only thing that's wrong with that is he's been too busy to read it and find out what goes to whom. But today was different. He had already finished all of his work. From inputting the energon stock pile condition into the main computer, to head count of the troops left on the ship after that final battle. This silent mech was bored, although he would never say it out loud.

Currently he was sitting at his desk, in his berth room, leaning back in his chair, and letting his arms dangle. There were stacks of finished paper work on his desk. He looked up at his wall clock and found it to only be four in the afternoon.

He looked at the list of items he had to do, which he made that morning, and found that every single one of them was checked off, except for one: Read Megatron's will. Soundwave turned his head to look at the only data pad in the top right corner of his desk. He reached for the pad and removed his mask, finally realizing he had forgotten to do so when he entered his room. The data pad's screen came on and he began to read.

Soundwave, if you are reading this I am dead, possibly for good. There are two parts to the final assignment I have for you. First, you are to find the little secret I have in my quarters and take care of her, second, you are to find my sister Nova Fire. She is the soul inheritor of the Decepticon Empire. I would never trust that fool Starscream with such an important commodity. It is up to you Soundwave. You are the only mech on this ship that I truly trust. Trust no one with the first part of your mission. This is for you and you alone. However you may need help with my sister, she can be quit resilient when it comes to something that she does not want to do (aka go with an unknown mech). But she has always wanted to be a commander in the decepticon army, and now she is their leader. Good bye Soundwave.

The intelligence officer was confused by what he meant by his little secret. He said to take care of her. Either it was a daughter or other family member that he had no idea existed, or he had taken on a human charge without the crew finding out. But the latter was highly unlikely. Soundwave replaced his face mask before leaving his room and heading towards his leaders old quarters. Very few vehicon's were out in the halls because over 90% of them were still in the ships bar, mourning over the loss of their leader. He was cruel, but he was the best leader they would ever have.

After about five minutes of roaming the halls he finally found the quarters of his deceased leader. He opened the door and slowly walked in. The room was dark, as expected. The only light there was was coming from the cabinet that stored his leader's private stash of alcoholic high-grade. His head slowly revolved around the room until he saw the light from the energon glinting off of something. He started forward, only to step on something small and soft. He bent down to examine it and saw that it looked like what humans call a teddy bear. He looked back up to where he saw the reflective object, only to find that it had gone. He walked over to the giant desk knowing that whatever it was wouldn't have been able to escape from the other side because it was pressed against the wall.

He walked around the desk and bent down to examine what lay beneath. Curled in a ball in the corner of the desk was a little sparkling. She was scared and had a small blanket that was obviously latched in a steal tight grip. She was scared. She also had the most unique optics, lava orange. Her color scheme was black with lava orange highlights on her chest plate, arms, and a bit on her shoulders and legs. From what Soundwave could tell she had wings on her back, although it was hard to see because they were flat against her back and angled downwards. But the left one was just visible enough for him to see that the flaps that control movement for planes were colored the same lava orange. He figured that he wasn't going to get far with just recordings butchered and pasted together. So for the first time since the exodus, he spoke.

"Hello, my name is Soundwave, the chief intelligence officer on this ship. What is your name?"

"Magma Flare." She sounded week. "Do you know my sire? He said that he would always come back to me." Now he felt bad for the little one. Megatron had a daughter who he promised to always come back to. But now he can't come back from anything.

"I am sorry little one. But I don't think he is ever going to come back to us." Her optics started to fill with tears. She was far too young to lose her father, and by the way Megatron had told him to take care of her in his will, Magma Flare's mother was either already dead or didn't want her. "But your sire did tell me that if he were ever in this position for me to take care of you." She uncurled herself and he reached his hand out to her to help her out. Once she was out from under the desk, she tried to stand but nearly fell in the process. That is when Soundwave saw how thin she looked.

"How long have you been in here alone young one?"

"A few days."

"How many exactly?"

"seven."

"You've been in here a week? Don't you have anything to eat in here?"

"The day dad left we had just eaten lunch, that's when we ran out of energon. He said that he would bring some back with him when he came back, but he never did. And he told me to never try to drink the energon in the glass cabinet because it wasn't for younglings."

"The first thing we need to do when I get you back to my quarters is to get you some energon. Then I'll come back here and get your things."

"Will you come back?"

"I hardly ever leave the ship. So it will be more than guaranteed that I will come back. Now there are some vehicon's that are roaming the halls that don't need to see you."

"Why?"

"Because there are mech's on this ship that will or have done bad things to femme's and younglings. That is why your sire rarely let you leave this room, if he did at all."

"You could rap me up in my blanky."

The door to Megatron's room opened and Soundwave peeked out into the hallway. He slowly and very casually walked out and down the hall, making sure that there weren't any other Decepticons in a high command post to ask him what he was carrying. He eventually made it to his room and entered without being seen by a single troop or general. He sat her down on his berth and grabbed a small cube of energon.

"Drink this. If you're still hungry by the time I get back I'll give you another one." She nodded and he stood back up and walked back to his former master's room to get her things. He was lucky that his former master had already gotten a crate with a lid for his daughter's things. He must have thought ahead to when he needed to go off again and had to take her with him. Again he was lucky that no one stopped him and asked what he was carrying. He walked into his room for the third time that day and sat Magma Flare's tote at the foot of the bed. Soundwave looked over to the youngling and saw that her cube was empty. "Are you still hungry?" She nodded and he went and got her another small cube.

At heart, Soundwave was a gentle mech, so he knew that he would have to step up and become her father figure and not her guardian.

Ok, I don't have a pic to put on the main pic thing-a-ma-ding so I'm going to have to ask for help. I'm not a very good artist yet so I'll have you guy's make pics and post their links into your reviews. The pic that I like the most will be added as the main pic for this story, and if I remember correctly my profile pic will replace the main pic until you guys give me one. Thanks for the help, Optoclaw OUT! YOLO SWAG!