Hiding amongst the mountain peaks, (Y/N) (L/N) knew she would be found at some point. Whether it would be by the Autobots, Decepticons or her past, she didn't know. It was inevitable. But she liked the solitude while it lasted.
The Decepticon TIC di...
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"I'm- sorry?"
(Y/N) looked between the three mechs that stood in front of her. Soundwave was his usual, soundless, still self. Megatron held a strange expression between confusion and interest, while Knockout had been purely appalled by what he had just heard.
"It appears that whatever energy you had absorbed while within Unicron's spark chamber, resulted in the synchronization of your life, and Soundwave's." Megatron gestured to the two of them with a servo. (Y/N)'s head bandaged, and Soundwave's visor repaired.
"I will admit I felt something within the chamber, but I guessed it had been a heat wave caused by the spark of Unicron."
It wasn't a bad explanation, but Soundwave brought up the footage (transferred from her old optics to the new ones) of the incident. Megatron and the others watched as the purple barrier of Unicron's spark stopped just at her feet, before the blue strand from Optimus' Matrix suddenly pulled her forward.
"It must have detected my optics," she reasoned, "but why hadn't a strand affected you?"
Megatron didn't seem to notice her lack of using his titles said by so many on the war ship. It confused Knockout, maybe made him a little envious that this fleshling could be given so much leeway, yet the Decepticon medic was left for scrap. Still, Knockout listened. This was interesting.
"The Matrix of Leadership holds the collective wisdom of past Primes." Their leader briefly explained. "Whatever Prime this wisdom came from, found you to be its perfect vessel. A mere trifle compared to the rest of what remains within the Matrix. As Unicron's spark had not registered your presence, it is possible the Matrix did and sought you out."
"Sought out a mere human?" It would have made sense for Knockout to say this, but this inquiry of disbelief came from (Y/N). "That hardly seems plausible."
"Perhaps," Megatron stated slowly, a frown stretching his faceplates, "but the ways of Primus have always been- mysterious. It was not uncommon on Cybertron for twin sparks to be in complete synchronization. Soundwave described that you had stumbled into his servo, and a shock went through the both of you. Was he the first you had encountered, the first you touched, after the incident?"
The woman nodded.
"Then the only question there is now, is how you are able to be in synch without you having a spark." The war lord looked to Knockout, who froze. "I want detailed scans of her. Do as much as possible to find answers without directly harming her. Their connection has already shown through physical means. I do not want my Communications Officer offlining by a slip of your servo, doctor."
(Y/N) was forced to endure Knockout's whining, somehow convincing him that she could be second priority under his scratched and marred paint job. Usually, he would jump at the opportunity to make himself shine once again, but the invisible threat left by Megatron had spooked him. So of course (Y/N) threatened him with refusing to hold still. How she managed to do so without cracking a smile at his frustration (like the three Autobot pests would), the medic had no idea. He was thankful, however, for the opportunity to clean himself up.
