Keys on a keyboard click and clack, sounding out whenever one is pressed. A short human boy stares intently at the screen, watching carefully as long strings of numbers fly by. The small boy, no older than twelve, pushes his red rectangular glasses up his face. Shaking off any fear or nervousness that is present in his head, Raf continues his hacking.

He carefully enters the complex security of the network. Skirting around the more safeguarded areas he searches for his target. Finally, he found the file has been looking for. One of the less powerful telescopes that NASA had left in space after sending up a stronger one. Raf quickly gains control over the bit of machinery and starts to receive a live feed from it. His eyes widen at the amazing view of the stars. A few taps on the keyboard allow him to get a better focus on the universe beyond. This beauty is the one thing he had come his computer gives him a warning bleep, he notices that someone at NASA has noticed him in the system. Raf quickly retreats, smiling at the image now stuck in his head. He had gotten what he had come for and did not particularly care to get caught.

-Rafael, Human-

School is one of the worst places in Raf's life, right after sporting events and right before full family reunions. The fact that he had been pushed up from Middle School to Highschool at his age makes all things hard. It is hard for Raf to find people who are interested in the same things as him and are willing to hang out with someone that is so much younger and smaller.

Raf enters his science teacher's classroom early. Mr. Gray is in and most bullies preferred to be late to class or never arrive at all. Raf sits in his seat still feeling pride from his achievement. Not many people could hack NASA and not get caught. He looks around the almost empty classroom, wishing he had some friends to share the news with. Raf begins imagining a conversation with a made up friend, telling them how amazing the stars looked through the telescope. Raf pops back into reality as stands up and starts teaching the class. Realizing that it is material he already knows by heart. Slowly he drifts back into fantasy land. And so Raf's day goes, slipping through the halls silent as a reaper and entering classes without any emotion entering his zombie daze.

Seven long hours later, school lets out with a loud ring. Raf grabs his stuff and moving quickly through the maze of halls. He has been able to avoid bullies all day wishes to continue doing so. Unfortunately, Vince, a boy who thought he was the coolest person alive and so above nerdy dweebs, decides that he wants some cash. Before Raf could can make it out of the building, Vince grabs him by the shirt collar. Yanking him hard into an abandoned classroom, Vince towers over Raf.

"Give me money, now!"

Raf puts hand into his front pocket, pulling out the five dollar bill he always keeps there for this kind of event. He pulls it out and hands it to Vince without a word. Vince laughs then punches Raf in the stomach and walks out of the classroom. Raf leans over wheezing. He shakes himself slightly and stands up straight. He had taken harder hits than this. As Raf exits the building, he realizes that he had his left remote control car at home. He sighs and starts planning what to do when he got home. Since racing down by the bridge is out of the question without a car and having done all his homework, Raf decides he's going to mess around on his computer for the evening. Raf begins walking down the street, mind already whirring with possibilities.

-Soundwave, Decepticon-

Soundwave is bored. True he is in a giant war with the Autobots, but that meant little to his processor. Honestly, he had only joined Lord Megatron because he was bored. He believed in some off what the cybertronian warlord had to say, but belief had not been enough to sway him to join the war effort, only enough to guide him in choosing a side. Boredom was the true decider in the whole matter. With a nearly inaudible sigh, Soundwave quietly mourns his position. Nothing interesting, to him anyways, had happened for the last 146 horns of this war. No challenges had come up in his work. The beginning of the war had been without a second of boredom. But now, Soundwave lets out another quiet sigh.

Silently, as it is always with him, he continues on with his work of finding out every possible important piece of information about the planet below the warship. He fights the urge to start banging his head against the terminal out of complete boredom. The simpleness of this planet's species firewalls is causing him to want to grab the beings and upload some better sense into them. Earth, as the planet is called by the more "intelligent' lifeforms is very boring to Soundwave. Oh, he knew it is of strategic importance to the Decepticon. He just really didn't care.

To an outside observer, such as the vehicon on another nearby terminal, Soundwave looks the same as ever. Diligently working and absolutely silent. On the inside, however, Soundwave is going slightly crazy from being bored and stuck on the same ship for over three meta-cycles. If he really wanted to he could probably list down to the astrosecond how long he had been inside the ship. Lazerbeak, sensing her master's angst, whispers to him a suggestion to help him a little. Nodding slightly and sending a wave of gratitude to Lazerbeak, he begins hacking into one of the telescopes that circles the planet. To his surprise, he finds the defences of the machine more complex than any he had tried to hack for a long time. His optics under his mask light up, reveling in the challenge. Boredom is blown away as the mech loses himself in trying to break the code. Lazerbeak settles in for a recharge, glad of her master's new happiness.

-Rafael, Human-

Raf had wanted to see the stars again. They looked so much more spectacular through the telescope than they did from the ground. After he had hacked through the system again, he set up his own protection around the telescope. This time he wanted to be able to stay longer in the telescope without being caught.

Hours later Raf continues watching the stars , making the telescope every couple of minutes to get a different view. His computer alerts him to someone else hacking his protection barrier. Frowning slightly, he spots that it doesn't seem to be NASA. He knew what steps they took when routing out hackers in their system. The style was more like another hacker wanting in. The guys at NASA probably had not even noticed that their telescope's controls are in another's hands. Raf feels curiosity burning in his mind, wondering who else would want to use this particular telescope.

'Do they want to stargaze too?' Raf thinks quietly as his computer beeps out a warning. Deciding to have some fun with whoever else it is, he begins beefing up his security around the telescope. In response, the other hacker starts burning through his defenses quicker. It soon got to be at such a rate that Raf is unable to keep the defenses up. The other hacker broke through, taking control of the telescope from Raf. Interested in what the other hacker would do now that they have possession of the telescope, Raf watches quietly. He then sees the angle of the telescope shift and change. A message pops up on his screen, shocking him into falling of his seat. After regaining his seat, Raf carefully read the message.

-Who are you?-

Raf tilts his head and narrows his eyes slightly confused. Why would they bother asking? To be safe Raf decides not to give his full real name. don't reveal your real identity on the internet, or on a telescope in this case. A second after this thought passes through Raf's head he realizes that the other hacker could probably hack him if he wanted his identity any way.

-The name's Raf. Whats yours?-

-Hello Raf. Call me Hack.-

-Cool name. You here for the stars Hack?-

-Yes. Your defense system around the satellite was very good.-

-Eh. They obviously were not good enough. Your hacking skills on the other hand are amazing.-

-Soundwave, Decepticon-

Soundwave's optics widen under his mask at Raf's response. This being did not understand exactly how strong his defences were compared to that of his kind. Even compared to some of the Autobots defences. The complement on his skill felt nice, not like the compliments he got from his Lord which all were said to encourage loyalty. Soundwave smiles, happy to be recognized for a job well done, especially since it's from the force he had hacked into. Not that he is going to let it go to his head, or else he might turn out something like Starscream. Soundwave winces internally at the thought of the other mech. Mentally shaking his processor clear, he returns his focus to his chat. The other being is beginning to heavily interested him.

-Thank you.-

A few second pass without a reply as Soundwave continues his other duties as Chief Communications/Surveillance officer.

Your welcome. I have to get off soon, but do you want to meet somewhere on the net later Hack?-

Disappointment at the other beings impending departure swims through Soundwave. He quickly realizes that, yes, he wanted to meet this other being again.

-Yes.-

-Here, , this is a chatroom website I visit often. My usernames raftechninja. When you see me there tell me "remember the telescope" and I'll realize it's you. See you there! :)-

Soundwave saves the website name and the message to his hard drive. Quickly he accesses the website and creates an account. Lazerhack. Soundwave mentally shrugs. The name seems no stranger than any other username that humans create. Soundwave retains control over the telescope for another two klicks.'Finally,' he thinks to himself, 'I have found something interesting.' Soundwave smiles behind his mask as he walks to his quarters. Lying on his birth, he closes his eyes for recharge, excitement burning in his spark. The boredom has left him.