Hi, yes, me again. I like Soundwave 🥴

Human POV, I fear

He snatches ur little ass off the battlefield

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The symphony of battle resounded around the area, the clang of metal and metal, the thumps of heavy metal pedes against the earth, war cries and taunts as well as the high pitched shots of blasters taking aim and releasing fourth a torrent of energy.

Admit the chaos, Soundwave was observing, deciding when the best time to get involved was. His cassettes were already sent out to battle, each one performing perfectly without his assistance. Amidst the chaos, Soundwave’s superior sense of hearing picks up on little pede steps, small panicked breaths and a heart beat.

An organic? Amidst this chaos? Soundwave looks closer for the organic who could easily be caught underfoot in an altercation like this. Expecting an animal, Soundwave is surprised to see a human within the thick dust kicked up by the fight.

Something about their startled little cries and frantic attempts to evade being squished tug at his spark. They were so very small compared to his fellow cybertronians, easily caught under foot. The others could not hear them above all the chaos, but he could hear them clear as day. Beside himself, Soundwave begins to move.

The blue mech quickly charges into the battle field, with a speed and agility that contrasts his size, he zeros in on the human. He hears them gasp shakily and make an attempt to run away, clearly frightened, but Soundwave is quicker. The human is snatched up off the battlefield in an instant. With a mechanical whirr of hinges, the human is swiftly deposited into his cassette bay, currently empty with the exception of the human. Just as quick as he made his way there, Soundwave makes his way off of the battle field with the human in hand.

Once off the battlefield, He touches a servo to his chest, where the human has been safely deposited. All of its little organic processes are much louder up close, but not overwhelmingly so like the clicks and whirrs of a cybertronian. He can hear their heart pumping, blood rushing, quick breaths and even the quieter little zaps of electricity in their brain, forming connections and thoughts. High pitched, like the high pitched twittering of a frightened bird.