~~Aboard The Nemesis~~

The laboratory was silent, aside from the occasional clinking of metal and glass, and the soft sounds of an engine idling and gear's working as the body of the large one-eyed mech worked nearby. He was silent, no expression able to be seen due to the general lack of a face on the large mech. Heavy pedesteps echoed in the quiet place as he stepped over to the table where the organic femme laid, still unconscious. He wasn't too pleased with the fact that she still had yet to waken from her deep, chemical induced slumber.

Taking out a rather small syringe, he pricked it into her arm and emptied the content's into her bloodstream, setting aside the now empty tool on a nearby workspace. He silently waited for the girl to wake, calculating what experiment's he could successfully perform on the organic without causing death.

The young girl woke, groggy and confused. The last thing she remembered was walking home from school, wondering idly what had happened to her dear friend Isira. She really missed her big sis and had grown quite depressed and lonely after she vanished. It was probably sometime in her musing's that she realized something was terribly wrong with her surroundings, and only had a moment to react when something sharp pierced the skin of her neck, and a drowsy feeling had come over her, knocking her out almost instantly.

She blinked a few times, clearing away the bit of fogginess that still lingered, and looked at her surroundings. A bit of fear tinged with dread filled her as she noticed that she wasn't anywhere familiar, let alone normal. She saw large metal tool's scattered everywhere, neatly placed and clean. That's when she saw the large giant metal robot standing silently to her right, and she blinked owlishly, not sure what to say.

"Subject has awakened from chemical-induced stasis."

Musa stared at him for a minute, then grinned. "A giant talking robot!"

Shockwave was stunned by the sudden delighted outburst from the organic femme, confused and uncertain as to why she was so excited over seeing him, even though his form was generally considered to be intimidating and frightening to all organic's of this planetoid. "Response: illogical."

"So pretty~~~!" She cooed, grinning as she looked over his form, liking the shades of purple energon lines on his form.

Shockwave had no clue as to how to respond to this organic, it was clearly defective in some form or another to not be afraid in this situation. He scanned the organic femme's brain just to be sure but found no abnormalities, which confused him. This was new to him, he had never been so confused and uncertain of anything in his entire existence. Her reactions were far out of the normal expected patterns of her species, and yet his scan's showed absolutely no abnormalities in her processor functions. "Response: Illogical. Explain reasoning."

"I love the color purple and you're basically a giant purple robot, which is even more awesome! Hey, am I in Wonderland or something? I feel like I'm dreaming, cause there is no way on Earth I could be here right now unless I was either stuck in Wonderland or dreaming."

The mech stared at her, his single optic boring into her as he tried to compute the rather crazed sentence of the organic femme. He could have sworn she was just as insane as a certain seeker that was on board, and what was this 'Wonderland' the organic was referring to? He connected to the internet and researched the term, before coming to a conclusion that she actually thought she had gone insane. He repressed the sudden urge to chuckle, an unusual sensation that he had never had the urge to express before. 'I will have to purge my emotional cortex as soon as I am done with this experiment.' Ignoring the ramblings of the femme, he turned to pick up one of the syringes, filled with a murky mixed color liquid of metallic looking fluids, a concoction of his own creation that he planned to test on her.

"Hey…..umm….what is that?" Musa asked hesitantly, a little bit of trepidation in her voice as she asked the giant mech.

"Hold still, this will only hurt for a few mega-cycles." He moved the syringe towards her arm, and she tensed up, glaring at the evil device.

"Umm...and how long is that in Earthling terms?" She asked questioningly, dreading the answer.

"A few hours." The syringe jabbed into her skin none too gently, and he quickly emptied the content's into her veins, causing her to scream at the feeling of liquid fire it sent through her body. He suddenly felt a bit guilty and picked up one of the sedatives he had set aside, injecting it into her system, knocking her out. He wasn't quite sure as to why he did this, only that he knew if he hadn't her scream's would have plagued his processor's for solar cycles. Shaking the unbidden thoughts from his processor's, he set up the scanner's to record her vital's and any changes that may occur over the next solar cycle. He had a few other projects to attend to for Lord Megatron that called precedence over this one.

He moved to the other side of the laboratory and began repairing Driller who was currently stuck in stasis lock. Lord Megatron required Driller's assistance in a few Deca-Cycles to retrieve a possible artifact find that he has been scouting for. Shockwave paused in his work when he heard the organic femme whimper softly in her unconscious state, and looked over at her. Something tugged at his spark when he heard that whimper, which he quickly brushed away as an afterthought. 'This does not compute. I will not begin to show emotion around an organic femme of all beings.'