Now where am I?

Megatron stopped and turned around. No one was behind him. Strange though, he just heard a voice say something. Shrugging it off, he continued forward.

Autobot?

A confused feeling penetrated into Megatron. Confusion? Megatron had nothing to puzzle about though. His orders had just been given out at their recent meeting, and all was well. He would board the Nemesis with four able bodied cons in search of the allspark. What could possibly confuse him?

I'm an Autobot...

Megatron froze. He knew he heard something that time, specifically about Autobots. Megatron searched all around him, but no one was there.

Growling, Megatron called out, "who's there?" No answer was heard. 'What could be going on here?' Megatron thought to himself, now confused as well.

Who said that?

A panicked feeling shot through Megatron, originating not from him, but quickly spreading throughout Megatron's entire frame. What was happening?

Who said that? My instructors left, someone's here.

Words tumbled into Megatron's audios, but they had no source. He couldn't detect from where they came. It was like someone was trying to piece something together, but they couldn't figure out what.

'Who are you?' Megatron thought mostly to himself. He was surprised to find an answer.

I don't know. My instructors didn't tell me my name yet.

'A comm link. Some one is comm-ing me.' Realization dawned on Megatron, realizing he was the victim of some cruel prank. Whenever he finds whoever is behind this, they're going to pay.

Who's comm-ing you? General curiosity was laced through the slightly less panicked voice.

'How do you know what I'm thinking?' Megatron thought again accusingly. He must have been an odd sight to anyone who may have passed by. There stood Megatron, scowling at nothing but the wall. Well, maybe not all that odd considering he scowls a great deal.

I don't know. This isn't normal? Confusion crashed into Megatron again, swirling and mixing with his own impatience and confusion.

'No, this is not normal!' Megatron's tone was harsh. This other being must be either a different race or very young if he thought this was normal.

Oh, I'm sorry.

There was silence for a bit. Megatron tried his best not to think, at least, not to think of anything concrete. He did, however, allow his thoughts to hop from one train to another.

'How old are you?' Megatron asked suddenly, throwing the other conscience off balance.

Unsure of what answer Megatron wanted, the other being hesitantly replied I was just sparked today.

Megatron was taken aback. This being must be on Cybertron if he was sparked today! No Decepticon is sparked into his ranks. Of course, if he were an Autobot, he must be from Cybertron. Megatron's thoughts swirled around endlessly, unsure of how to react.

Is that a bad thing? The separate being sounded worried.

'I... I am not sure' Megatron replied honestly. He began to walk forward again to the Nemesis. He needed to find his private chambers, sit down, have some energon or oil. Something to calm his nerves.

The other being's thoughts were not quite as confused. They broke into Megatron's thoughts time after time, whether it was attempted or not. By the time Megatron reached his private chambers, the other being was distracted on his end, his thoughts no longer swirling in Megatron's processor.

After a few moments, the voice spoke again, this time, slightly excited. I know my name now! Do you still want it?

The thoughts were like blocks in his head. He could almost see the sentences themselves.

'Yes, who are you?' Megatron finally replied curiosity growing amongst his fear..

My name is Optimus.