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A small, crimson Autobot stepped out of the shadows. He was lithe but ill-proportioned, with<br />
etiolated fins sliding from his biceps to a point well above his head. His muddy chest-plate doubled as a<br />
bonnet in vehicular mode, and two headlights pointed towards a midriff grille. He was twitching.<br />
‘Prime! Sir! I – I – I…’<br />
‘We thought you were a Decepticon!’ thundered Rodimus. ‘Why are you following an unauthorised<br />
route to the medicentre’<br />
‘I’m on my way to visit Rev-Tone, commander. I, er, found a short cut. There’s a fresh crater a few<br />
miles from here, near the outskirts of Helios.’<br />
‘You’ve found an unprotected route that leads directly underneath Autobase! Please tell me that Red<br />
Alert or Kup know about this.’<br />
Quark’s hands were shaking. ‘Yessir. Red Alert’s writing up a report.’<br />
Rodimus walked off, shaking his head. ‘Why am I always the last to know anything’<br />
Soundwave stared at the door to Galvatron’s throne room. He could sense the twelve security<br />
cameras bearing down on him, unblinking as they traced every plate and rivet on his freshly steam-cleaned<br />
body. A laser doodled patterns on the back of his dark blue skull, waiting for an excuse to fire.<br />
The door slid open.<br />
Walking into the darkness felt like surrendering to a clammy palm, all troughs and ancient sweat. The<br />
thin passageway was full of grey-stone effigies of dead Decepticon commanders, not all of them fondly<br />
remembered: Trannis, Scarab, Shockwave, Thunderwing, Bludgeon, Scorponok. Even Straxus was there<br />
(head and body). Only Jhiaxus was conspicuous by his absence.<br />
As always, Soundwave wondered whether he would one day join those hallowed ranks and, as<br />
always, whether he wanted to.<br />
He walked into a central chamber that was closer in size and style to the famous Xerxes arena than a<br />
war-room. Décor-wise, it was the usual: pensive up-lighting, glossy black metal and a gold Decepticon<br />
symbol that floated like sunlight on the polished floor.<br />
Galvatron sat on a throne that was ten sizes too big, his skeletal fingers curling over the arm rests. His<br />
shoulders sloped under a corona of shadow. His head was scarred by two slits of red light, as if a knife had<br />
been dragged across his eyes.<br />
Soundwave assumed his usual position at the tip of the Decepticon symbol, folded his hands behind<br />
his back and waited for Galvatron to acknowledge him. Behind the throne was a huge convex window and<br />
a panoramic view of Polyhex, now little more than a smouldering wedge of metal; something Unicron<br />
would stub his toe on.<br />
As Soundwave stared at the precincts and sandpaper slopes he remembered Galvatron’s promise in<br />
2009: ‘When the Autobot stain is removed, we can begin reshaping Cybertron to our specifications.’ But all he had<br />
done since then was reinforce Darkmount, rearrange his forces, sit on his throne and stare. Soundwave<br />
knew there were differences between Galvatron and Megatron, but one thing was certain: the Decepticon<br />
in front of him fought a far more solitary war.<br />
‘You seen preoccupied, Soundwave.’ The voice, far deeper than Megatron’s, bounced off every wall.<br />
‘Not at all. As you ordered, I oversaw the relocation of three hundred troops to Sixshot in Helex.<br />
The Leagus silo is now fully converted, and will house them comfortably.’<br />
‘Do you trust him’<br />
‘Commander’<br />
‘Sixshot. Can he be trusted’<br />
‘I… He seems loyal to the Decepticon cause.’<br />
‘That’s not what I’m asking and you know it. Being loyal to the Decepticon cause and plotting to<br />
overthrow me are two different things.’ Galvatron stood up. ‘You’ve read his mind - what’s he thinking’<br />
‘Sixshot is arrogant and power-hungry, but he won’t betray you. He is grateful for the promotion but<br />
thinks he is destined for greater things.’<br />
‘Short of assassinating me, the only way he can assume a higher rank is by replacing you.’ Galvatron<br />
turned around to take in the view. ‘Send Frenzy, Rumble and Laserbeak to Leagus and tell Sixshot that<br />
they are there to bolster his forces. Have them report back to you on tactical decisions, battle plans -<br />
anything that takes their interest.’