Alright! Hello and welcome to one of my few stories. I wanted to do something that I think hasn't been done before. In the concept art for transformers one, there is a bipedial version of Arcee, so instead of a TFP version of Arcee x oc, it will be a movieverse version of her. I wanted do something different from everyone else. My oc won't be a mary sue, he will be a cut above the humans but he will have limits to his abilities. I want to thank you for reading and please, post a review on whether you like the story and/or any positive help, I also don't mind flames as long as they aren't overbearing, so please tell me whats wrong with the story and if there is anything I can do to fix what's wrong. So enough of me rambling, on with the story.
My POV Hong Kong.
The rumble from the turbulance shakes causing me to wake from a light, dreamless slumber. I look around to see to the faces of my human comrades, most of them thinking, most likely about their families. I look down at my boots thinking about mine, I lost most of mine in the Mission City battle... I miss them. I then notice another pair of boots in my field of vision and I look up to see my commander: Lt. Colonel William Lennox or as the other troops call him 'Wild Bill'.
"Sergeant Luther, how is the new prototypes working for you?" I look down towards the area were my arms would be, darkly shining from the red light of the plane, I could the prototype prosthetics that replaced my arms. My family wasn't the only thing I lost in that battle. Flashes of destoyed cars, buildings, 20 tonnes of concrete, metal and glass falling towards me and then blackness flash through my mind.
"Sir, they seem to be fine, no problems so far and I made sure that there aren't going to be any, I put them through a few tests, just to make sure though."
"Thats good, you remember the plan, correct?"
"Yes, Sir, my body is damaged not my mind." He chuckles.
"I know soldier but just in case, Optimus will air drop down towards the city and we'll parachute down but you and the triplets will be in one of the trailers, you'll regroup with us after you land."
"Yessir!"
"Also, I wanna ask, Do the prosthetics give you any advantages?"
"Well sir, during the tests, I was able to lift two tonnes, Run at 50 mph and since my eyes were ruined from the glass fragments, they have been replaced by biomechanical versions, I can see perfectly in the dark, so I have to guess in lament terms: super strength and sight."
"Thats good to hear. Use those to your advantage on the field and Jason, please be careful."
"I will Sir and you as well, Sir."
"Now, enough chit-chat, you get to the trailer where arcee and her sisters are, keep your mic on at all times and check in, every hour or so. We are about to drop."
"Yessir." I get up from my seat and get to the trailer, it was a standard freighter, the paint job being black on black, I look inside to see three similar yet different cybertronians, transformed in their bipedial forms and seem to be talking. the dark pink femme, Arcee, notices me as does the light purple femme, Chromia, and the semi-bright read femme, Elita-1. Chromia decides to speak up first "Good evening, Sergeant. How are you doing?"
"Good evening to you all as well, I'm doing good, finally off medical leave."
"Why were you on medical leave, Sergeant?" Elita inquires.
"Lets just say, I had a building fall on top of me, my body was royally fucked in the Mission City Battle. Not the best time for me"
"Optimus briefed us of the battle, sorry to ask this but weren't you severely injured and how are you here?"
"Well yes, when the building fell it mutilated my arms and some other parts of my body, hell, I'm still surprised that I didn't die from my wounds. Whilst cybertronians like yourselves can survive having limbs torn from your bodies, human have a significally less chance of surviving the ordeal. As for your second question, I'm here because of Rachet and the scientists back at NEST, they gave me my body back. To put it simple, they gave me prosthetics."
"May we see them?" Arcee chirps.
"Well, I don't see why not but we have to make it quick." I quickly take my vest off, then the dark long sleeve shirt off, Showing the femmes, my scarred chest.
"From my scans it not only your upper extremities but your lower ones aswell, also your muscle mass and body don't seem to be negativily effected by the prosthetics." Chromia states.
"Yeah, it was to get rid of the typical straps that would keep the fake limbs in place. Instead there is basically a locking device that slots into a port and locks whilst armor plating wraps around my upper torso and locking at my sturnum, still allowing me to have full range of motion. Inside the locking mechanismthere is a E.M.P proof electronical device that figures out which brain wave is used to control which ever joint it corresponds with."
"Interesting, my scanners have also picked up that your optics are unreal aswell."
"May I put my gear back on?" They nod affirmative. "Well, when the building collapsed on me, fragments of glass and dust got into my eyes, it caused me to loose my sight. Rachet, along with Que, decided to make me a test dummy, they wanted to see if human anatomy and cybertronian anatomy could mesh, and it seems to be working well enough."
"Thats even more interesting, well we should probably strap ourselves down and get ready to drop." Chromia, impressed, says.
"Well, I can say this for sure, It will be great to be working with you."
"Right back you, hotshot. Also real quick, what type of heat will you be packing?" Elita asks.
"Well, for my primary, it's going to be the .950 JDJ rifle. It the largest known handheld, center fire rifle in the the world. It's bolt action and used to take down elephants. The rounds themselves were modified to be a penetrating and then exploding outwards causing massive damage. Only three were made in the entire world. Usually, a normal human can fire one or two rounds, lying down but with my enhancments I can fire this weapon all day long if I have to. We modified it to be magazine fed but still being bolt action. My secondary is a Smith and Wesson 500 magum revolver with 8 in barrel and red dot laser sight attach to the bottom of the barrel. The recoil isn't much of a problem." I then sit down in the only seat in the trailer and strap the harness around my body and quickly go into a light slumber but before I could I fade away into the darkness, I faintly hear the three femmes start to talk in their cybertronian dialect. Soon after I let sleep take me.
Arcee's POV
"So what do you guys think of him?" I turn towards my spark sisters. Chromia speaks up first.
"Sergeant Luther?" I nod. "I think that, whilst he has been injured, he will be of great help during this mission and hopefully in more to come."
"And what about you, Elita?" Chromia and I turn towards our last sister and look at her to see what her answer is.
"Well... I think our young, by our standards, comrade is like a younger version of Optimus. There's also the fact that he charges me up. We both look towards her with energon flushing our faceplates, our optics wide with surprise.
"Please, it's like he doesn't have the same effects to the both of you as hse does to me. The three of us either, try and figure out how he does this to us or we can try and see if he can accept our feeling for him, but we can do that later, for now, let's just worry about the mission and kicking some decepticon aft."
The trailer then starts to shake and iit wakes our human teammate from his light slumber. The young man mumbled something of the lines of 'Alright I'm up'before looking towards the femme's.
"So I'm guessing that we're falling now." the three of them nod yes.
"So, how are we going to tackle this?" Well whilst the main force are going to confront one of the decepticon signals, we are going to take down the other with Sidewipe as back up, just in case." The trailer the then lands with a thud.
"I guess it's time to kick some decepticon ass." I then rise the augumented leg back and thrust it forward, performing a spaten kick causing the doors to fly off their hinges and smashing across the street.
Alright! Finally done with the first chapter. As always, please let me of any problem and I'll see what I can do. Have a great day/night/morning/evening. This is ThatRandomDud signing out.
