Shockwave was using the Cortical Psychic Patch again. Attempting to break through Elita's defenses once again. Elita was tired. No, exhausted. She was exhausted from having to defend herself from Shockwave's Patch. She was exhausted from enduring his torture. However, she was mostly exhausted, from missing her family, her loved ones.

Even Dion.

Even Ironhide.

Even Ratchet.

Especially Chromia.

Especially Orion...

She thought of all of them as she relaxed her mind. She was tired, so Elita powered down. Thinking about them would only bring more pain after the Patch tore her mind apart.

The rest of that particular day was a blur, she remembered waking in her cell as usual. Her cell. Her cage. Her prison. She had called it many things ever since the first day she was thrown in there.

Elita looked around at the dark space. She thought about her loved ones once again. Then stopped as she felt her spark ache. What has Shockwave done to it this time? Or was this pain something else entirely?

The people that she missed. Her thinking about them only brought her more pain. So, what was the point in thinking about them at all? She was already in enough pain.

Besides, she thought. It not like they're coming to my rescue.

Wait. Why had she thought that? Of course they were coming. They were surely at least looking for her. Or were they? After all, considering that Shockwave wasn't stationed at his old lab, and that he was performing his research from scratch, that must have meant that Ironhide and Chromia had heeded her order and destroyed the place. They must have assumed that she had died along with everything else.

Chromia probably would have relayed that information to Optimus directly. Yes, no one was coming for her.

"No one...is coming." Elita whispered.

The next day, Shockwave came to his prisoner's cell like he did every da, and every day she would glare at him with malice and although she would never admit it, fear.

Shockwave walked over to the prison doors, where two of his drones were stationed.

"Has there been any change?" Shockwave asked.

"No sir." One drone stated.

"Well, not the sort of change that you are implying sir." The other continued.

"What do you mean by that?" Shockwave asked.

The two drones looked at each other before the one on the right pushed the button that opened the doors. "You should see for yourself sir."

Shockwave looked inside. Elita One was on the floor of her cell like she usually was. However, now she was clutching her knees, rocking back and forth in a corner, muttering inaudible nonsense.

"How long has she been like this?" Shockwave spoke.

"Since late into last night sir. Excuse me sir, but may I ask, what exactly is wrong with her?" One drone wondered.

Shockwave turned to look at his prisoner once again. She had noticed him now. Her optics were wide and her right optic was twitching. Then, she broke into a crooked grin.

"You-you're here again. To hurt me. Again and again and again. Heh heh. But no one is going to stop you right? Because no one is coming...for me. Hee hehe haha." Elita stuttered.

" I do not specialize in psychology. However it would seem, that Elita One has lost her mind. She has gone insane." Shockwave stated. "Her state of mind is of no immediate concern however. Right now, it is her spark that we require. Bring her."

The drones and were about to walk over to get her, but instead, Elita stood up on her own.

"It's okay. I-I know the way. There's no point in fighting back anyway." She told them, still wearing the odd grin.

They walked to the same room where Elita had spent her days for past couple of cycles. Shockwave skipped the Cortical Psychic Patch and went straight to his procedures.

Shockwave opened Elita's chest plates, revealing the light glow from her spark. Wait, it was glowing green. What did Shockwave do the previous day?

Shockwave connected several cables to her spark systems, and wires to several nerve points around her neck cables and helm. When he deemed that they were all in order he walked over to the lever that they were connected to.

"All of the recording systems are online and operational?" He spoke to a drone that had just walked in. The drone nodded.

Shockwave nodded in return and walked towards the exit.

"Where're you going, huh? What are you doing today?" Elita asked.

Shockwave turned his eye back to his test subject, but didn't reply. He merely continued to walk out of the lab.

Elita stared at the doors where the Decepticons had left through. Then looked down at herself. Wires and cables sticking out of a number of places. She still felt a hint of her grin on her faceplates.

How hideous I must look, she thought. Elita sighed.

In another room, watching Elita One from a monitor, Shockwave and his drones readied the day's test.

"Activate." Shockwave ordered, and a drone pulled a lever.

The wires and cables lit up with arcs of electricity. Elita felt the shock course through her body. She laughed as the pain started. She felt it every day. She knew that she was going to get used to it eventually. Then the pain continued and got worse. She began to scream. Her spark glowed green brighter and brighter with every passing second.

Shockwave had been watching everything from the monitor. It was going to happen any moment now. It had too. The systems were beginning to overload. The room Elita was in seemed ready to explode. Now. It had to be now.

The pain continued for Elita, then with one last flash of bright green light from her spark, it all abruptly stopped.

When she no longer felt pain Elita looked around at everything. It all felt strange. Elita felt as though she was being suspended in a thick liquid or a high altitude. The wires she had been connected to seemed to have flown off of her. Or rather, they had been in the midst of flying away from her. The wires connected to her spark looked frozen in mid air. She moved carefully off of the berth.

Even the sparks that had been flying off of the electric systems had halted in mid air. What was happening?

Elita saw one of Shockwave's recording cameras. It was a hand held one. She touched it, and it glowed with a similar green glow as her spark. Then she picked it up and used it to record her surroundings.

Was this real? Or was it just a figment of her broken mind? Elita couldn't be sure. She walked around the room for a few more seconds before her spark began to ache terribly. It began to glow one more time before she lost consciousness.

It was odd. The Decepticons that had been watching the events from the monitor found the last two seconds very odd.

At one moment, Elita One was on the med berth connected to the testing systems while they overloaded. Then after a bright flash, the next moment, Elita One was unconscious on the floor next to a hand held recording device.

When they walked in the room to clean it up, one drone handed the recorder to Shockwave. Shockwave activated it and watched the footage.

The footage was blurry and kept cutting out, but he could make out the general shapes of the objects in the room. Everything that they saw moving moments ago were frozen in mid air as the camera recorded it all. Then there was a bright flash and the recording ended.

Shockwave looked at the unconscious femme.

"It worked." He spoke.

And there we go!

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