The single red optic of Shockwave scanned the lab. His 12 meter metal frame slightly shook the vials as he walked. He had just completed another experiment, one that even he deemed worthy.

He didn’t have a mouth, but if he did, he’d be grinning. But, why would he need a mouth? It’s illogical.

His metal hands grasped the sides of the control panel it, his optic stared down at it. He was waiting for something..clearly.

He could faintly hear the sounds of the other decepticons aboard the ship, but they were nothing to him.