Optimus' P.O.V:
I sat alone at my desk, I had gone two days without dreaming of the strange femme, but I couldn't seem to get her out my head. I looked down at the half finished sketch of her face on my data pad, she truly was beautiful.
"You wanted to see me Prime?" I heard Ratchet's voice at my door. I just showed him the data pad. "Hmmm," he mumbled slightly confused, "Who is she?"
"I don't know, but I've been dreaming about her for months now." He came and sat on the edge of the desk and looked at me with a concerned look on his face, "Since the Mission City battle."
"Could you describe them for me?"
"They always start with me in the dark, then everything seems to light up when she appears, I don't feel so tense. But then before she gets to say anything, Megatron appears and takes her away from me. And then I wake up."
"How often," he said having dotted numerous points on a data pad of his own.
"It started off as maybe 3 times a month," I said staring at the data pad in my hand again, "but recently it's been a few times a week."
"Is it possible that she is just a figment of your processor?"
Now that's a question I wish I knew how to answer. Who was she, is it possible I just dreamt her up? No. I never met her, but I know her, I know she needs me. "No," was all I could say, my processor felt like it was working overtime, my cooling fans kicking in.
"Because Optimus we both know you thoughts on femmes as a sparkling." Ratchet the Hatchet asked with a mischievious glint in his optic.
"Ratchet," I began warningly.
"What do you mean, how he felt about femmes," Ironhide interjected from the door.
"Eavesdropping are we 'Hide," Ratchet began again, "Well when he was still just Orion Pax, he would always say to me how excited he was to find the femme of his dreams, fall in love, and have a family." Ironhide let out an awww gesture.
"I was just a kid!"
"Sir," another voice at the door broke my chain of thought, "Galloway is here!"
'Scrap,' I thought to myself, 'What a way to start of the day.'
Normal P.O.V:
Galloway was pacing up and down the med bay, angrily mumbling to himself about being kept waiting. Bumblebee and Jazz were hiding behind the doorway, as they always did when Galloway showed up, while Prowl was attempting to calm Galloway down along with the other human soldiers.
Ironhide, Ratchet and Optimus walked into the med bay and upon seeing Galloway, Ratchet turned on his heel and walked back towards his quarters. "Coward," Optimus heard Ironhide whisper and he couldn't help the edges of his mouth turn up in a smile.
"Director," He began in his commanding tone that never failed to impress, "To what do we owe-"
"Don't play coy with me Prime, the Pentagon intercepted a message from a Decepticon beacon found in Alaska. Megatron's calling for more troops, and he emphasized on one in particular."
"Which one in particular," Optimus said bending down to face Galloway as he raised an eyebrow ridge.
"Someone called Shockwave, he said he had something important for him to experiment on."
"So who is this 'Con that's so important to him?" Lennox said from the scaffolding.
"I know of Shockwave by reputation only, he's a scientist that specialises in genetic mutations. He's certainly not the scientist you wish to face at any time."
"Well what could be so important that he's callin' in Shocks?" – Bumblebee asked from the corner, now far more interested in Galloway's visit.
"Shockwave is unpredictable, as he is unstable. There is no way to know for sure what Megatron's plans are without proper investigations taking place. And perhaps, due to the horrific nature of Shockwave's renowned experiments, it is necessary to take such investigations into our own hands." Optimus rose to his feet and gestured to Bee.
"Wait a sec there Prime," Sideswipe rolled next to Bee, "You can't seriously be considering storming the Nemesis?"
"Storming the Decepticon warship has been achieved by Autobot scouts before, and can be done again. I am not entirely comfortable with the situation, but I have seen first -hand the results of Shockwave's experiments. I will not allow such inhumanity to be experienced by Earth's inhabitants."
Nervous looks were shared between Autobots and humans. "So," Lennox began, "Obviously humans are out of the mission, so do we have any 'bot volunteers?"
Before anyone could object, Optimus spoke up again, "Stealth team will go."
"Scrap," Bumblebee, Sides, Sunstreaker and Arcee said in unison.
Elita's P.O.V:
There was only one way to describe Shockwave, he was one weirdly scary sonnofabitch. I was in my usual place, on the berth, with numerous tubes and shit coming out of me. This was the way it usually went down, I would be brought in, tied up and poked and prodded for a while, and then sent back to my cell. At least that was before Shockwave showed up, now I am constantly tied to this bloody table, never sleeping, always still. This really sucked.
"When can I get something to eat?" I asked, he didn't even bother to answer. Bastard. "Hello, is anyone in there?"
"You may receive your required sustenance when you can no longer survive without it, when you truly need it."
I sighed, 'I wish Optimus was here.' I never met the mech, sure I tried to contact him, but never succeeded, still I felt that i had grown to know him. It was different then just calling through a comm. link, he's connected to the Matrix, and the Matrix is connected to the Allspark, or me. So contacting him is tricky, and even harder now I'm in this form, I had to relearn how to use my powers all over again when I turned into a human. But Megatron got me before I could learn to control them fully.
I don't know what Shockwave's been doing to me, he's been injecting me with energon, that much I can tell, but all his other gadgets and experiments I don't understand. I can only assume he's trying to return me to my Cybertronian form, as all the others have failed to do before him. I can't let that happen, if I return to my Cybertronian form, Megatron has more control over me. In this form I'm an alien to him, his technology can't gain control over me.
I came to Earth centuries ago, how long exactly I don't know, I'm not even sure how long I've been on the Nemesis. When the Allspark was taken by the humans I took to the road, quite stupid for a woman of my stature during those times. On January 16th 1869 I arrived in a small colony in Western Australia; that I remember because it was Australia Day, one hell of a party.
I'd be lying if I said the Aussie bush didn't grow on me, quickly becoming my home and developing the accent. Man I missed that place, I missed the sun, the red dirt, everything.
My thoughts were interrupted by an alarm sounding, 'INTRUDER ALERT!'
