Shockwave's Debt

Iacon was as busy as it usually was, bots coming in and out and everyone scrambling to get to work, school, or Swerve's. Cars and trucks driving around, honking and talking amongst each other while the skies remained an empty void. Neon lights rimmed the dark buildings and a deep blue light gently coated the planet. The sky was clear for all to see, the stars and galaxies around their planet shone brightly as they normally did in the mornings here.

Or at least that's what all the datapads had said...

"And I have no reason to disbelieve them of course..." Shockwave muttered to himself with a small gulp.

The Decepticon had been standing at the train station, looking over his new frame again and again. It felt disorienting to see his once purple frame now turquoise and grey with no antenna, no tiny waist or seams, and no claws. Instead, he had a chubby frame with a normal face and a mouthguard. The handle of his wheeled traveling bag was held tightly in his now normal hand.

It's strange but I'll manage. He looked over his datapads, again and again, trying to learn as much as he could about how to act like a normal Autobot. The usual polite greetings and the right words to use to speak to others were nothing new to him-- he'd be fine there at least.

It was a bit disappointing to know he hadn't thought to figure out the train system in this area however, he'd hoped to be early as possible for boot camp but now he'd have to settle for merely being in on time.

He shook his helm a bit as his audials tried to shift with discomfort and nearly pulled his mouthguard apart to flinch away from the noise surrounding him. All around him buzzed with life, bots saying goodbye to others, the excited chatter of "new lives", "new sights", and "new cities".

For him, it was all a new mission, just a new assignment nothing to worry too much about... Oh, but he'd be lying if he said the idea of actually being able to walk in Iacon, as if he were a citizen, didn't make his spark feel warm and fuzzy with excitement. It was a city known for being full of knowledge and some of the most powerful bots in the galaxies had lived here once... Not to mention some of the smartest...

Seconds after Shockwave finished that thought, a loud beeping noise alerted him to the fact his train arrived and with a deep breath, Shockwave boarded the train in front of him.

Most of the glass train was rimmed with metal painted a golden yellow and dark blue stripes. When he stepped in, he saw the interior was an almost pastel yellow.

The shine of the unpainted metal rims was very apparent as he sat on one of the chairs. Ignoring the other passengers, he gently wheeled his bag in front of him and looked around. Screens were littered throughout the train, some even on the side of the chairs, most likely for announcements, or maybe to play music? Shockwave didn't know which. What kind of train even had screens?

He crossed his legs, sighing and thinking, maybe that's just normal here. A deeply uncomfortable feeling settling in his stomach as he looked around. Autobot symbols were all around him, yet it felt weird that no one seemed to pay much attention to him. Shaking his head, Shockwave reminded himself of his new form and frame.

There was nothing out of the ordinary about him, he was simply another Autobot here.

The doors then began to close, offering Shockwave relief, as no one had sat by him.

Then the sudden screeching of tires made his audials flinch. Turning around to look at what had happened, he paused seeing a yellow Autobot run over and sit by his side, an Energon treat poking out of his mouth. He stared in shock as the tiny bot shoved the fuel down his intake-- making a mess on his face in the process-- and then panted heavily.