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Cybertron – The Distant Past
The skies above Kaon burned with the light of plasma storms, twin moons casting fractured shadows over the broken remains of what once had been Cybertron’s proudest city. It was now a fortress, the base of the Decepticons
Soundwave returned. with a team of elite Decepticons. The mission had taken them far from the battlefront, to a planet far away from cybertron almost completely destroyed after a war far more ancient than the current civil war.
None of them really expected to success, after all they were hunting for a myth. Something that rivaled the Matrix of Leadership. A lost artifact born not of Primus, but of Unicron.
the Matrix of Conquest
And they had found it.
Megatron stood before the artifact. The Matrix of Conquest it looked nothing like its counterpart. Instead of the golden orb of the matrix of leadership, it was a violet, star shaped, Its energy felt wrong.
“Finally, Unicron's power it is mine,” Megatron said, stepping forward, optics staring at the matrix. "with this I shall obtain a far greater power than anyone can imagine"
Megatron reached out, servo claws inches from the glowing object.
The moment his fingers touched its surface, the Matrix reacted. Violently.
A surge of energy burst from it, slamming Megatron back across the chamber. The few decepticons in the room stared in silent, A faint smile apperead in Starscream's faceplate, but he didn't dare to make a sound
The Warlord screamed—not in pain, but in rage. “It rejected me,” he growled, rising slowly, energon sizzling down the metal of his chestplate. His optics burned. “It dared reject me.”
The artifact floated calmly again, as if nothing had happened
Shockwave stepped forward, analyzing silently. The scientist tried to gently touch it but the matrix reacted threatening to not get close “how curious, it seems to be somehow sentient.”
“I will not be denied!” Megatron snarled, his voice shaking the room. “shockwave, take it with you, I want you to study it and create A weapon. capable of harnessig its power”
The Labs of Shockwave – years Later
Shockwave spends months studying the matrix before he started constructing fram countless prototypes, each coldly abandoned when they failed to spark interest from the Matrix.
it remained still.
Until they found it.
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A burial vault. Deep under the wreckage of one of the moon's of the planet where they found the matrix .
It was Half of a body.
It was unmistakably Cybertronian, but incomplete. The head and one arm were present, a partially constructed torso. It had no spark. No signs of life or coding. But it was ancient, perhaps as old as the Thirteen themselves. Unfinished, as if creation had been interrupted
And when they brought it near the Matrix of Conquest…
It glowed.
Not violently. Not explosively. But faintly… almost with recognition.
Shockwave recorded everything.
“Conclusion: the Matrix identifies some level of compatibility. Partial resonance detected. Further experimentation required.”
He cut out segments of the corpse’s and began building around them.
It mostly worked, he used part of the chest plate to try and create a weapon to control the matrix, the matrix did allow itself to be placed in it, but Shockwave couldn't detect any success in using it's actual power
He took a different approach, logically if the matrix showed recognition of the body, it might be the best option to use it
So he began working
The body was ready. A flawless design is he said so himself, Shockwave not only finish it, he also improve the body a modified T-cog was installed allowing various alternate forms, it was the best of all his creations, no other cold constructed or any forged cyberteonian came in comparacion, if he had emotions he would detect pride in himself for it, But there was still one issue it had no spark.
Shockwave considered traditional methods. using a constructed spark, like all the other cold constructe have
Then discarded them. His created needed something better and after all the matrix was made by unicron, and by what logic dictates the half builded cybertronian was also his creation, (tought Shockwave consider it his, after all he had done more work on it) so it needed a fitting spark, something as twisted and cruel as it's creator
So He began a new experiment. Something dark. Something no other Cybertronian had dared to try: forcing sparks together
Autobots were captured from the front lines—scouts, warriors, medics. All brought in alive.
They were not interrogated. They were not granted any mercy
They were Dissected. Their sparks were painfully extracted—not deactivated, not released into the AllSpark—but kept alive. Tortured. Compressed. Torn apart and stitched together like energetic fabric.
One by one, their sparks were forced to combine.
It took cycles of agony. The sparks rejected one another, repulsed like magnets of opposing charge.. But eventually, Shockwave succeeded in creating something new. A massive, unstable spark, Any sane cybertronian would call it an abomination
“Spark fusion stable.” Shockwave said coldly. Staring at the blue orb
The chamber was silent.
The prototype lay on the platform, She was beautiful in the way a blade is—sleek, dangerous, cold
The Spark was inserted.
Instantly, the body convulsed. Power surged through the limbs. Lights flickered, machinery screamed. The prototype’s frame arched violently, her optics not yet online. The energy overwhelmed the laboratory, causing minor quakes. The Matrix floated overhead, responding to the birth.
Then it struck.
The Matrix of Conquest shot forward. It hit her square in the spark chamber.
She screamed.
Her voice echoed across the lab, a cry of anguish that shook even Shockwave’s single optic. The matrix forced itself into her violently, as if unwilling to allow her choice in the matter. It did not embed itself neatly. It clawed its way inside, burning through systems, rewriting her core code, injecting its hatred and knowledge.
The scream lasted for minutes.
Then silence.
Her optics blinked open. Not blue. Not red. they glowed green for a moment before turning Violet
Shockwave stepped forward. “Unit online. Systems synchronized. Spark stable. Matrix... integrated.”
She sat up slowly, her movements slow, she was getring use to a body
“Welcome Y/n” Shockwave said giving his creation a name.
Shockwave turned to his comms.
“Lord Megatron… the weapon is ready.”