Chapter 7
I had been given a work space, which was nice but I wasn't alone. There was only about 2-5 drones in here at a time, currently 3, they didn't attempt to communicate with me unless they needed something. Speaking of needing something, I needed energon. I always carried some for emergencies, some had been taken so they could experiment with it and make more. I was limited, and needed to reserve what I had, but with my injuries I was pretty low.
I finished what work I needed to get done. There was one thing left, which was just reading a passage and giving feedback. Which was perfect, I could read the passage while I had some energon. I opened my subspace and took out a cube, setting it aside. This caught the attention of a drone, but they got back to work and brushed it off. I opened up the passage. Grabbing the cube, I retracted my mask taking a sip, being careful that none spilled out of the hole that laid right next to my mouth. This definitely caught the drones attention. I'm not sure why. I avoided looking at them, staying focused on the screen infront of me.
The door slid open, revealing Starscream. The door was conviently right behind me. "Alternate, Megatron has ordered that you decode these." Great, more work. The cons had settled on just calling me 'alternate'. It didn't bother me that much, but I'd still prefer my own designation. I set my cube aside, turning around to face the seeker. He was carrying a bunch of datapads of some sort, but what I really noticed was his facial expression. It was priceless. I took the datapads from him, since he seemed to be frozen in place. I gave him a nod of acknowledgment before setting the datapads on the counter next to the monitor. A peculiar thought appeared in the seekers processor that caught my attention. 'Faceless mech'. Had he assumed I had no face? Amusing.
I tuned out the seeker as I got back to reading the passage. I stopped using my unique ability to focus on reading. It got quiet. Too quiet for my liking. Normally I'd read aloud, but that wasn't really an option. Or a choice. I did like to play music as I worked, but given my circumstances I decided not to. In my universe, I had my own little area to myself. Soundproofed. Before it was soundproofed, Starscream would barge in and yell at me to turn it down.
What caught my attention, was the seekers thoughts, ambition. Perhaps blackmail. He assumed this was some discovery he made. It was no secret that I had my mask off from time to time, mainly to drink energon or around those I trusted to not strike me. The door opened and closed as he left. He wanted to use this against me, make a rumor of it. Well then, if he wanted to use it against me, I might aswell have some fun with it. I smiled at the thought of it.
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Apparently, the reason why this Starscream was so baffled to see me without my mask was because his Soundwave never removes his mask (or as they call it; visor) ever. Atleast in front of others. Most were convinced the con had no face at all. Interesting. I was alone, the drones had dismissed themselves to their quarters. In human terms, it was about 1 in the morning. I had finished decoding the odd datapads and sent them on their way, now I was researching of this universe. Of course, I was given sleeping quarters but recharge could wait.
This universe was quite peculiar, some things were the same but most events I hadn't even heard of. Some had similar qualities to events I had encountered or heard of but other then that, everything was different. I had caught up on recent events, dark energon. A similarity between the two universes. Although my Megatron didn't shove a shard of it into his spark chamber.
It did show that contact with dark energon weakened any cybertronian who went near it, depending on the amount of dark energon. I personally had dealt with dark energon. There were a few differences between the two universes dark energon. All it took was a little amount of dark energon, and you could wield its properties. If dark energon flowed through you, even if it was the smallest amount, if you wanted to use its properties, the dark energon would grow and enhance your abilities, turning you into a living weapon.
I had began reading of the autobots, I knew a majority of them already. One thing that I noticed was about Bumblebee, the scout. He lost his voicebox back on cybertron to Lord Megatron. That was new, and a thing me and this bot had in common. I had voicebox troubles, it was repairable in the beginning but we didn't have the right tools. All I had to do was not talk and wait till we got the correct materials we needed. But I was blinded with rage and confronted Megatron when he joined the autobots. My voicebox had snapped to pieces, and he was the last one to hear me talk. I hope my last words still clung to him. Megatron: Traitor. I would've chuckled. The thought of betrayal to the decepticons still clinging onto him was something I prayed for.
I needed to wrap up what I was doing. All this research could wait till tomorrow, and recharge was certainly needed. Especially with my injuries. I finished reading about the autobots before turning off the monitor and heading out. I wasn't exactly shown where it was, I was told. A map was sent to my HUD, and I was following it. Hoping that I was going the correct way.
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