Soundwave

Allowing Leo Valdez to access my internal systems was a choice I did not take lightly. However, seeing that he was trustworthy and proficient with machinery, I saw no issue.

Lying on the platform with the strange laptop plugged into me, I pondered what would happen.

Eventually, Valdez announced, "Hey guys, I found something."

"What is it?" Annabeth asked.

"Says here it's a file containing all of the information that's been sealed away in Soundwave's mind."

Interesting, data sealed from my conscious. I asked, "What is in the file?"

"Well, I'm seeing things like specs for an F-22 Raptor-looking thingy, a creation date, and locked memory files."

"Wait," Percy asked, "locked memory files, as in what his past was?"

"I guess. Why?" Leo responded.

I explained, "Perhaps unlocking that file could unlock my memories. Perhaps… you are the Dreamer."

"Hold on, you're saying that Leo was the Dreamer?" Percy asked.

"I guess so, based on what you guys are saying. Plus, the note in the laptop called me Dreamer, so there's that."

"Then we have our answer," Percy concluded.

We simply nodded in agreement as Leo worked to unlock the files. I heard the sound of him straining to figure out how to undo the lock, but he eventually exclaimed, "Aha! I got it unlocked! Now, to open on in T-minus 5, 4, 3, 2..."

I braced as Leo reached one. When he did, I faintly heard him click to confirm the opening before I was plunged into a vision. Based on what I have heard, it was similar to the human phenomenon of dreaming.

In the dream, I was suspended in a strange liquid, surrounded by glass. I figured that I was in some kind of development tank. When I looked at myself, I found that I looked as I did when I was younger, cowering in that alleyway. Looking outside, I stiffened at the sight of the beings in front of me.

They had the upside-down egg shape, tentacles, and five faces of the Quintessons. I knew very well of the evil race that once oppressed Cybertron. However, I wondered why they would be in my memories this close to me.

One spoke, "The experiment is proving successful. Cerebral scans indicate optimal mental functioning and readings from auditory receptors indicate higher-than-usual hearing capabilities."

I saw the Quintessons around it writing down notes regarding this. Then, I saw another run into the room. This one was a Cyveryronian, blue with red accents and blue eyes. I barely recognized the appearance, but the voice was telling. I was looking at Senator Shockwave before he became the Cyclops he is now more recognizable as.

He sternly interjected, "What is going on? I strictly said that I would not have my work perverted to create war machines!"

The head Quintesson responded, "Relax yourself, Senator. We have been creating a form of life. We assure you, experiment SW-01 is harmless and well within the boundaries of your conditions."

"Then explain this!" he shouted as he pointed to scans displaying what I assumed to be my traits.

"That is data on the senses of the experiment. As you asked, we have helped to create a Cybertronian with heightened senses and intellect. We assure you that it is not a war machine."

"If that is true, then explain these readings. Strength, speed, durability, all off the charts! And don't even get me started on the fact that you used a One-Percenter!"

"We are creating a Cybertronian meeting your requests, an evolutionary next stage. The traits in this specimen are quite desirable for a stronger population."

"Then why have you installed weapons onto it? Surely this level of armament is unnecessary, is it not?"

"We assure you, these weapons will become standard in all Cybertronians if your experiments are accepted. After this, no Cybertronian will be weak ever again."

"Ugh, fine! I'll just have to..." Shockwave started until he looked at me. "Tell me, have you given it sentience yet?"

"Well, yes."

"And it is also active?"

"Again, yes. Why?" the Quintesson asked.

Shockwave pointed to me, "Then what is it doing?"

Myself and the Quintessons finally pulled our focus away from Shockwave and towards me. I saw that I had raised my hands to the glass walls of the capsule and began pulsing sound. I didn't actively do this, so I assume it was what I did at this moment.

The Quintsson simply disregarded it as it explained, "Oh, it is simply using its abilities. But I assure you, the subject cannot break through the containment."

"Then why is the capsule cracking?" Shockwave asked.

With his statement, everyone realized that they had succeeded in granting me immense strength. Yet, they failed to account that I was strong enough to break containment.

The Quintesson shouted, "All security units! Converge at containment site A! Subject SW-01 is breaking containment!"

While Shockwave and the Quintessons desperately tried to regain control, my past self managed to completely break free. As it did, troops began running in, and my past self grabbed his ears and began groaning.

"What is it doing?" Shockwave asked.

Before the Quintesson could answer, my past self shouted, "Too... much... noise! Turn it off!"

Before any could react, my past self began blasting anything that made noise. Computers, tubes, and Quintessons. Shockwave quickly realized what was happening and did his best to remain absolutely still and not make any noise. I also found it interesting how he immediately began to meditate as well, beating the noise of his mind. Did he know of my mind-reading powers so early in my life?

As troops began rushing in, my past self started blasting them as well. When simple sound blasts didn't suffice, he activated his weapons and began firing. At that point, Shockwave quickly dived behind a console and resumed his physical and mental stillness. However, I doubt my past self would have even focused on him, seeing as there were much louder running, shouting, and shooting troops.

My past self took care of the troops and began running wildly. As he did, he blasted anything that made noise. He didn't seem to be going anywhere, probably just running to the quietest place he could find. Eventually, he somehow made his way to the exit and fell. Apparently, the lab was a space station, and my past self began falling to the surface of Cybertron.

When he crashed, the dream blanked. It then resumed in a very familiar alley. I remembered it as the alley where I first met Ravage, Laserbeak, and Buzzsaw.

After that, the dream ceased, and I woke up to find Percy, Leo, and Annabeth panicking, staring at me and my cassettes.

Annabeth asked, "Soun-Soundwave? You... alright?"

"I... do not know."

"Well," Pervy questioned, "what did you see?"

"I saw... my past."

"And?" Leo continued.

"I... I was made by the Quintessons."