She could read a vibration. Her mind touched every mind vibration regardless their age, their gender, and their race. Tasting their feeling, understanding their problems. It was her dearest weapon from her father: implanted a telepathy device on her brain.

Her birth name was Martha Arkeville. But she did not use that name anymore after her mother, Ratih Mangunkusuma or Raden Ayu Ratih Tjandranegara, divorced Nolan. She went with her noble javanese name given by her step father: Raden Ajeng Martha Tjandranegara.

Since Ratih's death a year ago, Martha moved back to live with her biological father. Actually, she never wanted it. Nolan bought Martha from her step father, Gusti Raden Mas Bagas Tjandranegara, with such nominal that could buy the entire land of Texas. Just like he did to his failed experiment or his first child, Matthew Arkeville, he experimented his beloved daughter to be a weapon for fulfilling his vengeful towards Optimus Prime.

With that gifted talent, Martha was always aware of everything around her. She was placed on a laser cage inside Nolan's blue spaceship. Sitting on the floor, Martha processed the two guards' mind vibrations.

(The blonde guy is craving a sub sandwich. The bald guy is whirling by his debt. I'll become a dented pan if I throw a rebellion here-)

(-Wait! Dad's back with a giant robot.)

Noises of rubber and metal footsteps approached her sensitive ears. Martha sensed a serious topic on their mouths about the man on a photo, which her father had shown it to her before he went into the headquarters. As Nolan and Jhiaxus stood in front of the cage, her dark almond eyes perceived purple desires on both their mind vibrations.

(Dad's superior as usual. The robot is too vicious.)

"May I introduce to you my daughter. She's Martha, a prodigy telepath." She raised from the floor when Nolan introduced her. "And Martha, he's Master Jhiaxus. He's one of my colleagues I've talked before."

His purple vibration was getting darker and tighter.

(Dad has chosen the wrong guy.)

His green optics scanned her physique. Those irritated Martha, as if the optics tried to tear her eyes into pieces. But her face stayed calm. "I can see her intelligence through her eyes. Bright, beautiful-"

"Thank you, Master Jhiaxus."

"-and polite. The witwicky will be interested," he remarked.

"Indeed, thanks to her mother's beauty and etiquette. I always find Javanese women attractive." Then Nolan shook his head. "Unfortunately, they're ambitious."

"Which still a good point," Jhiaxus looked on her. "Martha, your job is to deceptive Daniel Witwicky, your soon classmate. Has your father showed his photo?"

She recalled the photo perfectly like a computer, then nodded.

(A typical curly haired man with innocent face. Has bookworm eyes.)

"Good. You have to close to him and gather every information from him and his relatives. Report all the information to your father without a lie. You'll be secretly watched by my nebulon troops for the first week. Do not tell your talent to Daniel or everyone else. You have already known the very consequence if you defy us," his sharp optics threatened her.

(Lobotomized. Emotionless. A walking corpse.)

"Yes, master," she nodded obediently.

He pulled back his sharp optics and looked to Nolan. "I think my business here is done. But I still need to know your future project with Primacron."

"Let's move back into your headquarters. I'm still curious about Unicron's upgraded processor." Then they walked away from the room.

After the metal door was closed, Martha hugged her legs tightly and tried to release a tear. But since that device implantation, she was unable to cry no matter how strong her feeling was. "I broke my sanity! I hate this place! I condemn my dad!" She sobbed. "I want a normal life. But it's never getting normal since I was born. What should I do, to have a normal life?"