Megatron tapped his servos on his throne in impatience as he awaited Mindwipe and Shockwave's arrivel with their newest weapon. They had yet to fail him before and so he had entrusted them to create a weapon to turn the tide of war in their favor. His thoughts were interrupted as the spacebridge warbled to life, the afore mentioned mechs emerging from its spiraling depths.
"Lord Megatron may I present our newest weapon...Sara" Mindwipe announced proudly with an arching sweep of his arm. A small girl, 21 by the looks of it, stepped out of the spacebridge her head held high and standing straight; full of pride. Her braided hair was as black as death and the metal that showed in certain places like the little bit on the right side of her neck and shoulder and the entire lower arm, starting a bit above the left elbow, were a rich golden color. The Decepticon insignia was tattooed on her left shoulder but the most stunning feature was her glowing blood red eyes. She stopped in front of Megatron and bowed deeply.
"My liege." She said as she looked up into Megatron's own ruby red eyes. Her voice was like silk but the evil and deceit in it could not be masked by her cold voice. Megatron stared down at the pathetic human before him. His gaze returned to Shockwave and Mindwipe, optics flashing dangerously in anger. He was furious and his eyes narrowed at them as he bared his fanged teeth; a clear warning that he was not at all pleased.
"You both have been wasting precious time and energon on an important project and this is what you bring me?! A human!?" He snarled at the two. To their credit, neither mech flinched, but Mindwipe let Shockwave take over to give an explanation. Shockwave stepped up next to his creation.
"I know it is logical to believe we have wasted our time and materials on this human but I assure you Lord Megatron that she is no ordinary human. She was found and made to serve you and only you." Shockwave stated calmly as he gestured to Sara and she waited. Mindwipe spoke up eagerly.
"Give her an order and she will carry it out without any guilt or hesitation. She is the ultimate warrior and the thing that will change the tide in our favor." He said confidently and Megatron thought it through.
"I will give her a test. If she fails I will terminate her with no hesitation and send both of you to the Pit." Megatron stated shortly and both the twisted scientist and the hypnotist nodded in agreement, confident in their creations abilities. But the test was not what any Decepticon thought it would be. Megatron turned to Sara as she calmly awaited his orders.
"Battle Starscream, here and now." He demanded and she stood up.
"It will be done." She hissed before turning to face the Decepticon seeker Starscream. Starscream laughed in a mocking way. No one could beat him, especially not a stupid human. Sara gave a twisted grin towards Starscream, a flash of silver in her mouth catching his optics. Starscream snorted in disgust before slamming his ped down where Sara was standing.
"Hardly a threat to any Autobot-" He started in a mocking tone, staring directly at Shockwave and Mindwipe, but he quickly cut himself off with a pained cry as one knee buckled violently, barely catching himself with his hands.
Megatron chuckled darkly as his Second in Command foolishly believed he had so easily won while his optics carefully watched the human woman. She easily scaled Starscream's ped and leg, reaching the junction that connected his leg with his thigh. With a few swift motions she had ripped out important wires, spraying energon in a burst. Starscream screeched in anger as he reached towards Sara, hand missing her by inches as she quickly climbed up the rest of his leg, making it to his back with relative ease. She dug her left metallic hand into Starscream's left wing, fingers finding purchase in an almost invisible seam. In another motion she had ripped off half of the panel to Starscream's sensitive wings causing said mech to howl in agony. Megatron watched in reluctant surprise as the human woman continued to dodge Starscream's attempts to grab her and continue to wreck havoc on the Decepticon. By a stroke of luck, he finally managed to grab her and he brought her up to his face.
"You will regret that human scu-" Starscream howled in pain once more as Sara plowed her left fist into the mech's optic, shattering it, before the seeker threw her as he brought his hands up to shield his face. Sara landed on her feet, the heel of the combat boots she was wearing bending inward as it absorbed the shock of the landing.
"Enough." Sara stood up straight as she turned toward Megatron, whose voice had interrupted her assault on the Decepticon before her. He turned his head towards the gathered Decepticons before speaking once more. "Hook, take Starscream and repair him." He ordered before turning back towards Shockwave and Mindwipe while Hook escorted the swearing Starscream to his med-bay.
"I will admit that she is not as useless as I originally believed." Megatron admitted before humming in thought. "Though her real test will be against the Autobots...Shockwave...Mindwipe, you are excused." He said as both nodded in unison before the spacebridge whirled to life once more.
"The Autobot spies back on Cyberton have delivered important information." The White and black robot started as he relaid the information to his leader, their security officer, and Third in command, in the Prime's office. "It appears as though Shockwave and Mindwipe have created a weapon intended to turn the tide of war in the Decepticon's favor." He continued with a sigh as Red Alert rolled his optics.
"They have said that about all the suspicious activity from the Cons." He said in a huff as Prime raised his hand to quiet his security chief.
"What is it?" He asked Prowl seriously and Prowl tapped the holopad, bringing up another file.
"A human woman." He recited blandly and Jazz looked up in interest.
"When did the Con's loose their processors?" He asked before Prowl continued, ignoring the interruption.
"Considering the blueprints they managed to acquire from Shockwave's files it stands to reason that she can be a threat." He finished up and Red Alert's optic ridge, the human equivalent of an eyebrow, raised in a questioning way.
"I hardly believe a human woman is a threat." He challenged Prowl as Prime turned his helm to gaze at his security chief. "They're far too squishy and fragile to pose much of a danger to us." He paused before returning Prime's gaze.
"I would agree but this is Shockwave we're talking about here Red." Jazz interjected while Prowl began searching through the files. Optimus thought it over carefully. Both mechs had a valid point but one could never be too careful when Megatron was involved.
"We will proceed with caution until we learn more about this weapon." He said with a note of finality in his tone, leaving no room for argument. With that the meeting was dismissed.
Crimson eyes followed the movement of Ravage's tail, body tense and coiled. Sara had been training with the Cassetacons to increase her reaction time and speed. Ravage was the one that threw her off the most. Ravage sprinted forward and Sara raced head on to meet him. Her foot connected with his head as she vaulted over him, grabbing his tail and flinging him to one side. Megatron had been watching her training with a close optic. He had learned through Shockwave's report that the silver flashes in her mouth he was seeing was cybertronian metal made to mimic sharp canines, longer than normal human canines, in order to give her an edge against any military human she had to face in the heat of battle. He had also learned that she seemed to love the adrenaline that a fight proved her and she was ruthless when she was told to be.
"Very good Sara." He said as the two stood down after their sparring session. Sara turned to him and bowed her head respectfully.
"Thank you Lord Megatron." She responded before she leaned back against the wall, taking a short break. Sara couldn't feeling anything. Perhaps that wasn't the entire truth. She could feel pain, amusement, disgust, anger, bloodlust. She just couldn't feel anything else.
"Sara, take Ravage. You are to await orders at the edge of the battle field, understood?" Her master's voice interrupted her musings and she climbed obediently onto Ravage before simply nodding.
Optimus looked up at the sound of F-15 Eagles screeching through the sky above the power plant, Ironhide and the other bots whipping out their weapons at the sudden, but not unexpected, appearance of the Decepticons. Prowl called out orders while the twins dove after the Constructicons before they could formed up into Devastator. Mirage disappeared from sight as Hound and Bumblebee hurried to corral the humans out of the way. He turned to face Megatron as he transformed his hand into his trusty axe.
"Megatron." He growled deeply and Megatron chuckled with a confidence that had Prime worried about what the War lord had 'up his sleeve' as the humans said.
"Prime." His rival purred back in his war torn voice that had a shiver running down Prime's spinal struts. He clearly had something planned that Optimus couldn't see. Megatron's expressive optics burned so bright they were a shade lighter. He was pissed, and Optimus allowed himself a moment to bask in it before they launched towards each other, each giving out a tremendous war cry as they clashed. In the background, hiding behind a structure nearby, was Sara. Her eyes watching the battle with rapt attention. Mind whirling as she paced in agitation. She wouldn't dare disobey a direct order but the sounds of the battle had her craving to be a part of it. She flexed her left hand, listening to the whirling sounds it made as gears worked under the surface of the metal, but even that fall back ceased to work as she watched Optimus Prime, leader of the enemy Autobots, throw her master into a building. Megatron quickly realized that the Decepticons needed an edge up in battle. His optics turned to where Sara was lying in wait and opened the comm link to her. Sara heard the crackling of her comm link and then the two words that excited her immensely
::Attack Prime::
Sara grinned maliciously as she strode out into the battle field, crimson eyes fixed upon the Prime. After all, she chuckled to herself, she LIVED to serve.
