The Transformers - Generation One: The Last Transmission Of Doctor Archeville

Part 2

As the monitor in the darkened lab still hisses and fizzles, a soft glow of static fills the room with an eerie light. Suddenly the picture reappears, the old man looking worried and slightly out of breath from his scary ordeal. As he breathes a sigh of relief, he resumes his transmission to his abandoned lab.

As he continues:

Recorder is working – for now. Thank goodness...they didn't see it being sent. Many times have I been monitored for sending messages to earth, each time I've been punished for attempting such a feat. These Decepticons are hard to fool; those machine brains of theirs have a habit of locating any energy surge. Now then...where was I? Ooooh yes...Meeting Megatron.

As I was brought before him, the metal bird dropped me on the floor without so much as soft landing, I thought my knees where going to break! Staring up at this creature I saw him smile as he looked down upon me. An evil grin that even we humans would make...oh...even one that I would have made. He told me how much he had admired my work, especially my calculations on energy collections. I was frightened terribly by this monster, but I thanked him for his kind words.... and was astonished that an alien, from a complex robotic society, was impressed with my work! How could such a thing not flatter me? Megatron offered to give me anything I needed to complete my project, anything at all...well.... I was very needy at the time, my funding had all dried up...I had no new equipment to work with and to top it all off.... I was evicted from my building! His offer was more then generous.... I could feel my ego taking over as I saw the many opportunities opening up in front of me!

They gave me computers, robotic information, technical data that I could study for years.... ooh..ooh...it was a scientist's dream! I told Megatron I needed a place away from prying eyes.... someplace I could conduct my research beyond the reach of the government. He wanted me to stay with him underwater in that lair of theirs, but I convinced him that having my own workspace would allow me to do experiments without interruptions. He agreed and made his soldiers hollow out my mountain laboratory in the middle of America. The mountains would shield my energy tests from being picked up by the satellites orbiting, and give me total freedom from the outside world. But it all came with a price, he demanded totally loyalty from me...I would have said yes to anything at that moment, a new lab, all raw materials at my disposal...who wouldn't agree? In my new lab I created new and fantastic creations, well beyond any of those pathetic colleagues of mine...if I could have shown them my inventions...I would have been the envy of all Science!

But Megatron kept a tight leash on me; he wouldn't let me out of his sight for one minute. He kept sending that buffoon Starscream to monitor me, some days he would come with Soundwave and some others, other times he came alone...obviously not with consent by his leader. Starscream seemed interested by my work; he wanted me to make him a weapon to destroy Megatron.... I told him I would report it to the leader the moment I saw him...but he threatened to crush me under the heel of his metal foot. Thankfully Megatron realized what Starscream was up to and set him straight. Still my work continued for him, a massive energy collector for the ocean and my mico-technology computer boards for something else he had in mind for. Unlimited access to their computers and technology wasn't enough.... I needed to generate more knowledge if I was going to make all of this a reality. Megatron had an idea...he was going to increase my brain functions by giving me a computerized brain cap. As you can see on my head, it was a complete success! I could down load information by plugging into the computer itself, I was the first cyber-human ever created. I know had thoughts generating in my brain ten times faster then any normal human, although.... I seem to remember having numerous headaches each time I took in new information. But what did it matter...I was a superhuman in my own right! As I completed my work, I demanded Megatron give me total rule over the planet earth once he had collected his energy and defeated the Autobots. I should of known then...his words where as empty as his heart. He promised me the earth after he was done with it...how was I supposed to know he was trying to crush the very life out of it?

The day came fast; we began construction of the super dam and used my new microchip technology to enslave the humans. I created thousands of chips for him and they worked perfectly! I should have continued making more, only making them to adapt to their brain waves, then I would have been the master over the Transformers and taken over the world as I wished for!! No....no....it...it's not what I wished for...I...I can't think straight. Something about this brain cap makes me feel strange...I've had time to see that this cap may in fact be messing with my human mind. I think Megatron gave me some sort of programming.... an instinctive Decepticon attitude to take over.... I...I don't know anymore.... its been so long up here. Forgive my outburst...I'm beginning to lose my mind to this...this robotic conversation I've been placed into. But I did feel great pleasure as I watched my slaves work...yes.... they did a remarkable job. Megatron's energy weapon was much more grand then I had imagined, I stood in amazement as it transported the Cybertron home world closer to our orbit, but was terrified to learn that it would rip my world apart. The forces of its entry was creating chaos, winds a thousand times stronger, massive waves crashing into the energy collectors and wiping out everything in its path! I would have been the ruler of a dead planet. I tried to stop it.... I tried...but they stopped me before I could sabotage the machine! How I wish I never met these creatures...they tricked me...the lied to me...they turned me into one of them!

I found myself clinging for life after the Autobots stopped the Cybertron planet from its dangerous orbit. I had been washed up from the shoreline onto the wreckage of the massive ocean energy collector, I screamed for help, but got the wrong person to help me. Starscream...he came out of the ocean and took me. He wanted to use me...to make weapons for him. He wouldn't let me...Oh...oh no....not again...I must close this transmission for now...I will reconnect in a few hours! Shockwave must detect me using the frequency. Computer, re-direct satellite link and wait for this code to link up again. Damn these robots.... will they not leave me in peace!!

•• Transmission link Terminated ••

As the monitor shuts off again, the sound of an electronic blip is heard as the computer reconfigures itself to the Doctor's instructions. Out on the top of the snowy cap of the mountainous lab, an ice covered satellite dish moves to a new position. There it stops and awaits the next encoded signal from Cybertron.