"What happened between Elita One and Shockwave?" Smokescreen asked.

"It was long before the Sisters Unit..." Chromia began.

Elita and I were heading to a location that an anonymous tip suggested was where the Decepticon's Head Scientist Shockwave, had his main laboratory stationed.

It was supposed to be a simple espionage mission. Observe, record, then return to base and report. However, it got real messy real fast.

We, or rather Elita found the secret entrance to the lab. We entered quietly, sticking to the shadows and using Elita's prototype hologram tech. No one spotted us, and that was good. We made our way to Shockwave's main lab. We took a good long look inside and saw...we saw...

Chromia stopped. "What?" Arcee asked. "What did you see?"

Chromia looked at her little sister sadly. She hated this memory.

Younglings. Barely out of sparklinghood, being held in transparent holding cells. They were all connected to various tubes and wires. Some had their chest cavities tore right open, we could see their small sparks, beating and glowing, working far too hard trying to keep the sparklings alive. Others looked like they had underwent a terrible mutation. Whereas others who looked generally healthy, were crying out and clawing at themselves and the walls of their cages.

Elita and Chromia looked on with pure horror and they both agreed on something without saying a word. They were going to save these younglings, or at least as many as they could.

The two femmes began working away at the lab's controls and took as many younglings as they could out of the cages. Some died as soon as the wires disconnected. Others couldn't stand on their own. Only three younglings were healthy enough to take with them. Two little mechs and a fragile little femme.

They were just about to leave when alarms blared and suddenly, they became surrounded by Shockwave's Personal Guard, and the mad doctor himself.

"You are Elita One and Chromia of the Autobots are you not?" Shockwave spoke. "Tell me. Were you attempting to take my experiments? Without backup or a clear and plausible plan? There is no logic in this endeavour."

"Then explain the logic in stealing and squeezing the life out of several dozen younglings!" Elita demanded.

"On the contrary. I am attempting to extend life. To halt and control the aging process and in turn, time itself." Shockwave answered. "It is through this that the Decepticon Empire will conquer the known universe. We will have achieved near immortality. No one will be able to stand against such might."

"That's insane. I thought you were all about logic Shockwave." Chromia spat. "Immortality? Controlling time? And you plan on reaching that goal through the torture of younglings? Where is the logic?"

"Younglings don't possess fully matured frames yet. They can easily be modified to fit my requirements. As for the goal of controlling time, it is not illogical at all. With the recent revealing of Optimus Prime and the Matrix of Leadership, the powers of the original Thirteen was verified. Vector Prime was said to be the Keeper of Time and Space. We were all made to be reflections of the original Thirteen. If even a sliver of that power remains within our sparks, I will discover it." Shockwave explained. "And thus I cannot allow you to take my remaining test subjects."

Elita stepped forward, in front of both Chromia and the younglings.

"Chromia. I am trusting you to get those children out of here." Elita announced as she took out her signature weapons, two hand held silver, sabre sharp fans.

"Elita!" Chromia shouted.

"Now Chromia! Youths take priority! Get them out of here, now!" Elita ordered.

Chromia looked at her little sister one more time before grabbing the servos of the three younglings and turning to run in the opposite direction.

"We cannot allow the femme to leave with the test subjects! Secure them!" Shockwave commanded and his troops began to pursue Chromia. However, Elita ran in front of them. She twirled the two closed fans in her hands before driving them through the chassis of the first two soldiers to come at her.

The rest of the soldiers stopped and glared at her.

Elita opened the fans, she stretched out both arms, one behind her and one directly in front. She bent her left leg and put most of her weight on it.

"Come."

Elita sped through the barren desert, leaving large clouds of dirt and sand in her wake. However, none of that mattered. She was driving to simply calm herself down.

"Shockwave." She whispered to herself. Soon, she came to a fairly large cave where she decided to transform and rest in.

She pulled her knees up to her faceplates and held them there.

Then she issued an order to her systems and opened her chest plates to reveal her spark. Most Cybertronian sparks glowed blue. Whereas hers, glowed an almost sickly green.

It hadn't always been like that. No, it had been like that ever since her "time with" Shockwave. Ever since he had cursed her with a power she never wanted. Although she acted otherwise, Elita recalled every moment, every gruesome and gory detail. Every moment...even when she had gone mad.

Say what?! Was the whole immortality thing stretching it? I dunno, lemme know what you all think.

The next chapter will be out today!

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