Nico

Out of all the things I thought I was gonna do today, talking to a giant robot wasn't one of them.

Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Reyna, Hedge, Chiron, the Stolls, Will, and me were the only ones left standing after the whole fiasco with the crash and demigods attacking Soundwave, the giant robot. With everything over with, he seemed pretty chill and open to questions.

His cassettes were asking him some questions, mainly asking where they were, how they got there, and why they weren't allowed to attack us. The twins sounded similar to Soundwave, just with more attitude and less vocoded effects. Lazerbeak had a deeper, more gravely parrot voice, insirprisingly. Intreatingly, Ravage was Russian. At the very least, he had a Russian accent.

Soundwave answered all of the cassette's questions, as well as some of our own questions. Mainly, how he had somehow managed to travel into an alternate universe, our universe, using a portal.

However, he shut down after the blue cassette brought up the name Logos Prime. After he brought up the name, Soundwave just went completely still and quiet. I guess he was uncomfortable with it.

He stood like that for a while, but eventually answered.

"It was not Optimus who spoke to me. It was the Matrix."

"Wait," the red one butted in, "you're saying the Matrix of Leadership spoke to you? Doesn't it only do that with Primes?"

Chiron became interested, asking, "What do you mean, Matrix of Leadership?"

The blue one looked dumfounded. "Wait, you don't know the Matrix of Leadership? It's only one of the most powerful relics in Cyberton's history, containing the essence of Primus himself!"

"Wait, who is Primus? Is he a hero in your world?"

The red cassette looked even more dumbstruck than his twin.

"'Is Primus a hero?' Do you hear yourself?! He's the god of light and hope, our creator god! Even we know that, and we're idiots! There's no way it spoke to a non-Prime, let alone a decepticon! It only talks to autobot Primes! Are you sure it talked to you, dad?!"

'Two things. One, a matrix containing the essence of a god speaking to you? Secondly, the red guy called Soundwave ''dad.'' Dows that mean the cassettes his kids?'

"Affirmative, Rumble. It spoke to me because I am a Prime. I am Logos Prime."

The twins' jaws hit the floor hearing that, clearly having had enough shock for a day. Lazerbeak was confused as well. Ravage nervously shifted, yet also looked confused.

Percy asked, "Logos Prime? Is that important?"

At that point, the twins were too shocked to even react. It was Ravage who had to answer.

"Logos Prime was one of the Thirteen."

"The Thirteen?" Jason asked, "thirteen what?"

Ravage answered, "The Thirteen Original Primes. The first creations of Primus. They were like your demigods, but their power was more akin to your gods."

They were like the gods?

Ravage continued, "Logos Prime was devoted to knowledge and sound. He vanished one day after he and Vector Prime had to banish the Fallen, the first decepticon, for betraying his brothers and sisters. He had wanted to search the cosmos, desperate for answers as to why his brother betrayed them. However, an accident had lead to the destruction of his ship, and his disappearance. As such, Logos was known as the Lost Prime. Though, now he is Soundwave."

Soundwave locked eyes with Ravage, similar to how Chiron would when he knew you did something bad and was asking you about it.

"Ravage. Why did you never tell me? Why did you hide this from me?"

"You lied to him? You knew about this, you were bonded to him, yet you never told him anything?" Percy exclaimed, "Dude. As someone who's been through the exact same thing, that's cold."

Lazerbeak went in to defend Ravage.

"Ravage never lied about him being Logos Prime, he just didn't tell him."

"Really?! You think not telling him is any better than lying?!"

"I can't help but agree with Percy," Jason added.

I felt bad for Ravage. Just like Percy knew what it was like to be in Soundwave's position, I knew what it was like to be in Ravage's. I wanted to defend him.

I defended Ravage, "Hey! Don't gang up on him! Maybe he didn't feel comfortable telling him! Maybe he thought it was for the better!"

Soundwave stated, "I agree with DiAngelo. Perhaps Ravage had his reasons to not tell me."

'At least someone else has common sense.'

Finally, Ravage spoke up to defend himself.

"Truthfully, I never realized Soundwave was Logos. I truly believed that my master was truly gone, and assumed the connection I felt with him was because he reminded me of my old master. I had no Idea he was my old master."

Everyone fell quiet when he admitted that. He knew about Logos Prime because Logos was his master. None of us, not even me, considered what It was like for Ravage to lose his master. It must have been devastating.

Soundwave was the first to understand that.

"Ravage, I understand you had your doubts. I also understand you were grieving. I will not hold you accountable, as there is nothing to hold you accountable for. I do wish, for their sakes, our demigod hosts accept this."

Frank, noticing the threat, jumped into the conversation.

"Wait, did you just threaten us?"

Annabeth explained, "If he was, he has every right to considering how we've treated them. Besides, I don't think there's much we could do to him. You all saw what happened. Our weapons just bounced off of him."

Red guy, with cleared confusion, indulged in his pride.

"You're sure right! Unlike you fleshlings, we Cybertronians pride ourselves on durability."

Blue guy joined in.

"Yeah! You couldn't even dent us with sledgehammers!"

Lazerbeak chimed in as well.

"High-calibers can't even hit me!"

Soundwave participated in the gloating.

"Unless you have Surface to Air Missiles available, you cannot harm us. Even then, you might not be able too. Tell them Ravage."

Ravage seemed to recover from earlier, and was now holding his head high with pride.

"Once, a bunch of ruffians came at me with a tank. When they finally ran away, I had to be sent to the infirmary. You know what for?"

"Why?" Will gasped.

"Because I had gotten some of their tank stuck between my teeth!"

At that, Soundwave and the cassettes doubled over laughing. Despite the joke coming from a previous threat, it was nice to see them happy together.

Blue guy was the first to recover. Now that we've got things cleared up, how about a party! We have the time, don't we?"

Soundwave considered this. "Well, because we are stuck here, we might as well enjoy ourselves."

"Aw heck yeah!" red guy yelled, "we're having a party tonight!"

"Soundwave can set the music." Ravage suggested.

"Yes! He was one of the best musicians on Cybertron." Lazerbeak agreed.

Just then, everyone stopped and gasped, looking at Soundwave. At first he was confused why everyone was staring at him.

Ravage was the one to let him know. "Soundwave, look! Above your head!"

He looked up, and saw what we were all staring at. A glowing lyre floated above his head, and he tried everything to get it off. He moved around, swatted at it, even pulled out a gun and shot at it. Yet, the glowing lyre stood there.

Then, it changed to an owl. Yet again, he tried to get it off. This time, he tried to shake it by flying. Yet, when he landed, the owl was still above his head.

Again, it changed. It became a flaming hammer. Soundwave yelled in frustration and began blasting sound at it. Yet, it didn't budge.

The rest of the campers were already up, dazed, but up. They got up just in time, too, as they witnessed the "claiming," if you could call it that. The three symbols were constantly flickering between each other, seeming to fight over who got to claim the Cybertronian.

Apollo, Athena, and Hephaestus. All three of them were trying to claim Soundwave.

Apollo mini-chapter!

Athena, Hephaestus, and I were fighting over who got to claim this glorious alien.

"He is a pursuer of knowledge!" Athena roared. "He should be my champion!"

"Fat chance! He's a machine, and who's the god of machines? Me! He's mine!" Hephaestus growled.

I yelled, "He is not a machine for you to tinker with! He is alive, and he is a musician! He should be my champion!"

"Do you see him?! He's the most advanced robot I've ever seen!"

"He's a robotic-organism! Plus, he's literally built for music! He has speakers in his shoulders, controls sound, and uses a guitar as a weapon! You can't get any more music-y than that!"

"His name is Logos Prime, as in logic! He practically has my name written on him!"

"If he really did have your name written on him, he'd be Sofos Prime!"

"He is Soundwave, a musician! He should be the champion of the god of music!"

This arguing went on for a bit, with all three of us going back and forth over who had a right to claim him. Eventually, the winner was decided.

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The symbols finally stopped flickering. When they did, the lyre stood. Soundwave was claimed.

Chiron motioned for everyone to bow, as he declared, "Behold! Soundwave, champion of Apollo!"