READ FIRST: AUTHOR'S NOTE AND WARNINGS: These are NOT the characters you know from the Fragile series or Transformers: Technorganic and tie-ins. This fic contains death, torture, slavery, sex scenes, and villain protagonists. Kind of Game-of-Thrones inspired (come to think of it, that's probably where the whole idea came from), and set in the Shattered Glass universe, with a few elements from the Star Trek mirror universe thrown in as well. It has now been extensively updated, like the vast majority of my early fics, so earlier chapters now have more mature content as well. Proceed with caution. There's nothing here you couldn't show in an R-rated movie, but it's still very different from what I normally write (hence the need for a rewrite and update).

Still reading? Okay, but please don't say I didn't warn you. Seriously, you've had a summary, a rating, and an author's note, so don't come complaining to me that this story isn't something you like. I put them there for a reason.

Obligatory disclaimer: You know who my OCs are and I don't own any characters that you recognize from specifics would be a spoiler. I also do not own the few lyrics that I used to set the mood for the prologue.

Cybernetic Queen


With perfect skills

She learns their wills

And then she gives them all her fantasies

Forbidden dreams

She brings them down

Down on their knees

- "Cybernetic Queen", Iron Savior


Prologue

Once upon a time, she had been nothing more than an organic female from Vulcan, working her way through the ranks of the relatively small Terran Empire, her ultimate aim to climb through the ranks to a position of power at the heart of the Empire.

Then, she had been caught on a tiny backwater world and enslaved, like so many other organics, to the mechanical creatures who dominated this and dozens of other planets.

But she was strong. She not only survived, she thrived. She learned everything of these new beings, studying their mechanisms, their beings, their very core. And driven by the hungry ambition that had replaced any softness in her heart long ago, she waited for the time to strike.

A human, Doctor Arkeville, had the knowledge she needed, and with a few well-timed incentives, he was fully willing to do whatever she asked, just as males always had been. And some thought men were the rulers? No – she knew the truth. Any man could be bought by a woman who knew what she was doing.

And when the doctor had given her the new body and the abilities that she desired, so that she could pass as one of the metal overlords, she ensured that no one would ever gain from him again. Dead men tell no tales, it was said, and in his case, not even his remains would tell tales. She torched the secret lab and left it, and him, to burn.

Then she went to their leader and informed him that he had a new ally. Perhaps intrigued by what she had done, or simply wanting more followers, he allowed her to remain. No one knew now if he had regretted that decision; the femme had risen to sub-commander of the scout ranks far faster than she should have been capable. Some of the bolder mechs whispered that she had battle skill, yes, but she never got promotions based on that. No, she worked her way through the leaders just as she had done in the Empire, but her results were far better now.

And yet she kept the name she had been given as an organic, and only added allegiances to it. Someday, that name would be known all over the universe, as it already was on Cybertron and Earth.

Riella of the Autobots.

This basically happened because I watched a lot of TV and had a bunch of Riella pairings that I wanted to write, but couldn't in any of the main universes. Then I discovered the Shattered Glass universe and things just kind of snowballed from there, because I thought evil Autobots would be fun to write. And then later it became the outlet for most of the dark storylines that pop into my head whenever I'm frustrated with another story and get the urge to do something crazy. So evil!Riella basically exists so I can love to hate her. Yeah.