Transformation

Part 1 of the Raptor chronicles

Preface: This story begins after the G1 episode: Only Human; where an unknown, masked terrorist – Old Snake – builds a device which can pull the souls out of Transformers and turn them into humans. This device can also take humans and put their souls INTO the robotic shells of Transformers (as seen in the episode, when Rodimus, Magnus, Springer and Arcee are returned to robotic form).

In this series, Starscream steals this schematic, and rebuilds this apparatus. He decides to use this device to create warriors to follow him in his continual quest of Decepticon Leadership. So he steals Military Jets, converts them into Transformers, then kidnaps several humans in order to use their souls to give life to his new followers.

This story is written from the perspective of the human caught in this plan. A human with a rather disturbing history which involves the Autobots.

Note: This is part of my rewrite for this series. Though in this chronicle, the only major modification has been in its final chapter. I'm now in the process of correcting my own grammar errors – because quite frankly – my early stories like this one are full of them!

The Transformation

"What happened to me?" she gasped as she fell out of the containment field, landing on the cold, hard concrete floor with a loud metallic clatter. Looking down at her fingers in shock, she struggled to comprehend. What had been warm living flesh a second ago was now cold, living metal. As she struggled to her knees, a high-pitched cackle assailed her ears – or whatever acted in place of what once were ears.

"It looks like only one of you pathetic flesh creatures survived the transfer, a pity" a high-pitched voice complained from somewhere behind her. She turned abruptly in shock, too abruptly – over stimulating sensitive motion circuits, causing the hydraulics to over react, which flipped her entire robotic body over in a blur. Stabilizing gyros took over, causing her to land lightly in an almost feline-smooth crouched position, facing her captor. Almost instinctive, her mind mused in a fleeting thought of pure wonder. But I'm metal – not flesh – I'm METAL?!

She looked up at the red and white Decepticon who had kidnapped her. " Ahh, I see you've realized what you've become – so much better than being a weak fleshling isn't it?" he snickered, "With moves like that, you may be of some value to me.."

She glared up at the Seeker, hatred swelling up to fill her soul. Transformers like him had killed her family long ago, and now he had the nerve to make her into ONE of THEM! By what means, she didn't know. Her first instinct was to lunge at him. Strike out at him in pure rage. But the unfamiliar feel of her new body confused her. Instead, she stayed in perfect stillness for many moments – trying to understand… Trying to comprehend what had happened…

A dead calm settled over her then. The same dead calm she had felt when she had finally accepted her husband's and children's deaths – the calmness that comes with acknowledging Fate's commands, and dedication to follow whatever path lay open. Human hope? No, that had died long ago – a sullen fortitude filling its place. Internally, the sheer irony of the current situation at once both appalled and excited her, for she had once cried to her God –those many years ago – to give her the means to avenge her family. Now, this swaggering Decepticon had unwittedly done it.

Surprises..

"Figures.. Only the stupid female would make it – and she can't even talk! Worse than having a useless femme around," he snickered insultingly. "Quit staring at me like that you simpleton!" he shrieked in frustration with her continued silence. Then he kicked out, intending to knock her against the far wall.

Her human training in the martial arts came flooding back into her combat processor. Motion commands made for instantaneous reactions of robotic counterattack. She blocked his kick with a swipe of a forearm, and then leaped up in a spinning roundhouse. Her thruster connected solidly with his cockpit and sent the rather shocked Seeker flying across the room.

But he was a seasoned warrior, and even before he hit the wall he raised his arm and fired his null-ray at her. While she was accustomed to sparring humans in hand-to-hand, she'd never been shot at, and didn't think to duck fast enough. So the null-ray hit her straight on, overloading all of her motion-transmitters, causing them to shut off. She crumbled in a heap of dull gray and green plating – still fully alert; but unable to even twitch a single digit.

She listened as the Seeker cussed and picked himself up from the floor. With swift, heavy steps, he was upon her. Hands wrapped around her throat as he picked her up and slammed her against the wall in fury. He pressed his air frame against hers, his face mere inches from hers, his bright crimson eyes boring into her very soul. "You've got spirit flesh creature, but do not question that you are now a slave to the greatest of all Decepticons – and you always will be!" he threatened in a low, rasping whisper.

At this point, her motor-transmitters were slowly coming back online. She understood now that mere human fighting methods were no match for these mechs. He was right, she was trapped. Then her experience in dealing with violent human men, came to her mind. Perhaps these robots will react to the same psychology as human men? She silently mused. Since she had no other options, she figured that she'd better go with that plan.

"I-I'm s-sorry…" she looked down, hoping she had an expression of sincere submission to his demands. "I-I w-was in shock..and.. just..reacted." Was she imagining it, or did she see a slight smirk and a miniscule relaxing of his stance? "W-What i-is the name of m-my m-master?" God, she hated saying that word! But if it got her in a better position – who cared? God knew she didn't mean it!

The red and white Seeker cackled in that insane high-pitched tone, and relaxed his grip on her. She let herself slip to the floor in a heap of apparent submission, and tried to look up at him with an expression of childish obedience. "I, Starscream – greatest of all Decepticon warriors – am your master, and you will do whatever I tell you – do you understand, slave?"

Boy, does this guy have an ego or what? But than can be to my advantage, if I play my cards right.. she snickered to herself. And, boy do I know how to smooze guys with egos! Or at least she hoped to God that she did. Granted, she had nothing to lose now. As far as her friends were concerned – she was dead. To him, she lowered her optics, crawled to her knees and kissed his hand. "M-Master, I'm proud to be the servant of one so great!"

Damn, this Con was actually puffing up like a peacock! So she WAS on the right track with him….Let's test my luck… So she looked up at him imploringly, "Master, may I ask one thing, from a warrior as great as you??" She suspected she knew what the answer would be. But maybe if he knew her hate ran as deep as his own….

He looked scornfully down his olfactory sensor at her.

"Please my Master?" she begged.

He harrumphed in disgust, "Well, what is it? And MAYBE I'll think about it.."

Staying on her knees in a submissive pose, she began. "Master, The Autobots killed my family a long time ago.."

He cocked his head in amused interest.

" and, well, since you're a Decepticon – you hate 'em too?" she implored. Her optics filled with a pleading look, as if she was actually begging him to hate the Autobots. Bastard was actually starting to grin!

At this point, she wrapped her arms around his leg like a small child begging her parent. "Please Master! Teach me to fight like you, so I can have my vengeance!" This caused the bastard to howl with laughter.

He put his digits under her chin, tipping her head up, he forced her to meet his optics as he leaned over her. "It seems that I have a very eager slave.. hhmmm. This could be very interesting indeed!" Abruptly, he slapped her down to the ground. Then he swirled and strolled toward the old hangar's entrance. "Come slave – you have much to learn from your Master!"

She silently sighed in disgust for the arrogant Seeker, and followed her new 'Master' into her new life.

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