IMPORTANT AN: You will notice a huge or small changes from now on in the chapters since I didn't like the way the story was going on. And furthermore, I will be using various G1 characters as a replacement for most of the cybertronians here since I prefer their style rather than the Prime one. But don't think I don't like them, it's just that I always see Starscream as a smirking evil red and white jet rather than a grey one. Plus, I will be introducing multiple G1 characters into the story such as Skywarp, Thundercracker, the constructicons and many more as I see fit. Because there is barely any decepticons in the Prime Universe unlike G1 which I have a hard time tracking which is which.
Warnings: Some romance, Harry Potter references
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, only my OC. None of my works may be posted anywhere else's work. You will have no permission to use my ideas unless you ask me first.
"I'm dead" I quietly muttered to myself. "Yup, dead. Dead like Michal Jackson, dead like Dolly the sheep, dead like Severus Snape. Oh poor Severus, but that ain't the matter now because I think I will be seeing him later on" As I mumbled all the dead people I knew while the cherry robot was holding me captive in a cylinder that closely resembles a jar. For the first time and maybe not the last, I was panicking.
Panicking, a trait that I wasn't known for. What I was known for was acting without using my god damn head of mine! I shifted uncomfortably in my prison, getting a sense of claustrophobic since this jar was too small for me.
God, I was too young to die from aliens. I still didn't even reach adulthood and I still had a lot of things to do like get drunk, attend a pizza eating contest, go skydiving (purposely), throw a bunch eggs at a passing Lamborghini. Nope, I still had lots of empty boxes on my bucket list that needs to be ticked.
Right now, he or I hope is a he was taking me through the corridors of this alien base. I had no clue for where the hell was I or even if I was on Earth since Ketchup here took me through this swirly portal that looked like it belonged to a sci-fi movie and not in real life. The portal had made me queasy and I could've sworn that I felt my bones vibrate throughout my body.
My heart was thrumming in my chest faster than its usual rate due to the excitement and fear pounding through my body. I took shallow breaths to contain my emotions.
But damn! I just got captured by aliens! Or a secret organization of humans with highly advanced technology hidden from civilians and working against the government because there was no secret that these guys were on the dark side. But, aliens sounded way more sophisticated plus cooler.
Nevertheless, there was no way of knowing what these aliens would do to me. The worst case scenario was that they were gonna dissect me like a frog and proceed inhumane experiments on me while ruining my flawless face. Or they were lost little deadly sweet aliens who needed directions to know where they were. Because they had gotten lost on their never ending interstellar travel around the universe.
At least I knew there were other life-forms on this universe. Hooray! Good for humanity! We have not-so-friendly neighbors waiting right at our doorstep to greet us in a violent matter.
Giving interest in my current surroundings, the corridors were badly lit, occasionally passing what I could guess was drones or servants to this alien race. They had nothing unique in their structure that made them stand out compared to Tomato Smear here. I had to admit, he had a good looking paint job. Almost as if he spent days buffing and waxing it.
But what I noticed was that some of the drones had these metal sheet plastered behind their backs, reminding me of wings while others lacked them. Maybe some were fliers? I knew that they could turn into vehicles since that was the way I met Cherry. So why would their options be limited to ground vehicles? Maybe I could get my brother to hack into one of their brain or whatever they called them and turn it into my personal live jet. Although I only knew how to maneuver a small helicopter but the differences between them couldn't be that big…Right?
I shook my head, losing that silly thought away. Even I noticed how stupid that plan sounded. Kat, what the heck? You just got captured by aliens and you are already thinking of stealing one of them. You didn't even know if you are going make it out of this journey alive, yet alone, escape.
Escape, how was I going to escape? The thought hadn't occurred to me. But judging from that portal that allowed teleportation, they were an advanced race, far more superior than humans. Even if I did have a knack of getting out of deadly situations unharmed, I doubted that I would get out of this easily.
Like the time I had played a prank on the principal. I had spray painted all over his office and set a trap that would be triggered and throw a cream pie at the person who entered the room. Everything was proceeding well and just as I was about to leave the room, I noticed I couldn't get out without a pie hitting me in the face. Alarmed, I had searched the room top to bottom to find an alternative exit. So far, my only option was the window. Before I could make a plan that contained some logical tactics, I heard the doorknob turn. Without thinking, I made a dash to the window and climbed out of the room.
Now, did I mention that the principal's office was at the third level of the school building? No? Well, now you know. Treading carefully across the small pathway, I headed towards the classroom next door. But not before I heard my principal scream at the sudden assailant of a pie. Ah, those were the good days.
But, back to my situation. I was stuck in a jar that's walls seemed to get smaller every second, I was hungry, and I was sleepy. This jar was uncomfortable, I wanted some chocolate, and I was complaining like an idiot.
Waiting patiently for my captor to reach his destination which God knows where. Sometimes I caught him stealing glances at me before quickly turning away when he found out he was caught. Other than that, we walked in silence. Normally, I would try and stir up a conversation but with this guy, it was a big no-no. Due to the fact that he had crashed my baby! Oh my poor car, laying in the ditch all on her own. Crying oil tears of why her owner didn't come to pick her up and fix her back to top condition. All because of this pile of refused scrap metal put together and got spray painted red. He was gonna pay in blood!
We passed a few more drones, some didn't even acknowledge our presence while others stopped and stared at me like as if they saw a human for the first time. Which probably was.
We finally had arrived at my captor's destination. The door in front of us slid open and we entered the room. Judging by the looks of it, I had a big bet that it was the command center. More of those drones were busy typing on the huge consoles that were aligned by the wall. None of them noted our presence here in the room other than a lone drone half-heartedly glance our way before returning to his work.
And there she was! The mother of all these robots! Sitting right in front of us was a skinny red and white built robot accommodated with two large wings behind her back. Her primary colors seemed like white and red with some blue. Her legs were crossed over each other. I stopped myself from whistling, daaamnn, just look at those hips! I knew some girls who would kill for those.
Ketchup smear arrived in front of her and changed the position of the jar from vertical to horizontal. "Hey!" I cried, falling on my butt due to the sudden change.
Ignoring me, he said, "Lord Starscream, I have captured a human as you commanded", bringing up the jar higher as proof to show the unmissable jar in his hands.
But all the love songs that were going in my head stopped abruptly as he said the word, Lord. She was a he? I stared at my ex 1-minute crush in shock. Oh, come on! Why was the world so against my love life! Can't I peacefully be attracted to aliens without any problems?
They started talking about something that lost my interest already and made me pay attention to something else.
There I saw, working silently on a console. Was no other than Slenderman's long-lost robo-cousin! He was the spitting image of him!
Not technically though but close. They both lacked the famous no-face cosmetic. And Slendy had a black suit, but I guess the purple and black armor could be counted as that though. The only difference between them was that Slender had tentacles which he didn't have. Or did he? Dun dun duuuun…
But he was right there! Inches away from being exposed to the internet by my phone. A phone which I now discovered that it wasn't in my pocket. Crap! Where was my phone! That was the second time I lost it this month. The other one was gone after I accidentally fell into the lake full of crocodiles at the zoo. Thank God for the zookeepers who fed them just before or I would've been Kat meat.
Point is that this was the closest thing to Slenderman I had ever seen in my life. Other than a bunch of photo shopped hoaxes.
I was busy idolling at the robo-Slenderman, I had missed the question that was directed to me. So what did the poor excuse of a red toaster do to get my attention back to their idle conversation? He shook the god-damned jar! For the love of Dumbledore's beard! Whoever shakes a jar that contains a precious life in it! I don't recall myself shaking a container that contains a piece of life in it such as a snake or a spider. Except once, to check if my pet lizard Dave was still living but that wasn't the point right now
The point now was to lessen the ache on my butt since I landed harshly on it. "What the hell?" I asked angrily, looking up at my captor.
"What's your designation?" Starscream screeched at me. That, was the screechiest voice I had ever heard. I did not even want to imagine how he would sound like if he had started screaming. I was staring at him in surprise, how he got to be the 'Lord' of all these robots with that voice. Maybe he screeched them into submission?
"Designation?" I asked confused.
"He means your name fleshbag," my captor replied, rolling his eyes.
My eyes lit in affirmation, "Oh! Why didn't ya say so?" I said, repositioning myself on the jar to a more comfortable position. "But I jus-"started Starscream but I cut him off. "Mah name's Kat," I looked up at him and gave him my cutest smile even the devil wouldn't trust.
There you go guys! I hope it will be an improvement from the last chapter I wrote. And I'm still not giving this story up, I am just reorganizing the plot and character details.