Soundwave

Your work was intended for the time of Hybertron. Everything seemed strange: the archiving, the library. You stopped talking after what you learned. Your interest was off the charts; you didn't ask questions—you learned and did. You sacrificed your authority, but you penetrated the archives of the ancients, where science transcends boundaries, where ideas thought dead were long ago discovered. No one sat idly by; the council uncovered every useful bit. *

• They weren't heard, they were seen, but the secrets were hidden from everyone. You walked through the archives for the first and last time, saw familiar names, lost geniuses. And then you saw the terrifying formulas: "Predacons can be brought back to life." You took it and ran out. The High Council hid the secret, closed the case without reading it. You looked at the calculations, at the map—there was plenty of evidence. If it had fallen into the wrong hands, it would have affected the fate of the planet. *

• You began your studies in hiding, away from everyone. But dark times came: civil war, thousands of deaths, and a shortage of resources. You were forced to hide to preserve both your secret and your life. The war reduced the city to rubble, and resources ran out. You survived by extracting Energon from dead bodies. It became clear: either you would die or find a way off the planet. This led you to destroy the archives. *

• In your travels, you learned to fight, snatching Energon from your opponents. You wandered for many years, and then came to Earth. The ship crashed, making you a target for the Autobots and Decepticons. The first to meet you was Soundwave, sent by Megatron. He knew who you were, he saw your mind. *

• After the encounter, you were wounded. You went to the crash site, but the night hid Soundwave well. You were forced to retreat. You hid behind the mountain, but his full figure stood before you.