Falling Down

It was some time before Soundwave came across another civilian. Although he considered himself fortunate that he also did not come across and more Vehicons as well, his own fuel supply was past the point of painfully low. Soundwave suddenly found himself automatically transforming back into his warrior mode, lacking the energon reserve that it took to even sustain his alternate mode. He painfully staggered onward, his painful movements echoing the chassis limitations of the derelict that he had passed not so long ago.

 

Soundwave continued, one agonizing step after the next, holding his metal arm over his midsection not only to cover his wound but also out of the need to support his body while he moved. The Decepticon was literally doubled over in agony while he walked. His optics frantically surveyed the area, desperately searching for anything that the starving Decepticon could possibly convert into a usable fuel to no avail. The lack of fuel led to Soundwave losing his footing as he stumbled. He came crashing to the ground and lay there for a moment, trying to collect his senses. Soundwave looked upwards, losing focus in the hues of coloured ripples that were created as the atmosphere melted into the cosmos above. Then... blackness.

 

Done