Shockwave watched as you dug around, his deep red optic boring into your back as he observed you closely. You were new. You weren't anything he's researched or seen. You were a NEW discovery of Predacon. And most importantly, you were an ancient predacon.

Shockwave yearned to find out more about you, aware how you'd attack him if he approached you. He scanned you silently from afar, taking in your beasts body and form, it's appendages and almost every part of you. He took a mental picture, his head lowering slightly as his claw gripped itself. Shockwave calculated your movements, ready to perceive your next move when and IF you noticed him.