Okay, this is a new story that I'm trying out. I usually don't do stuff involving romance, but I thought that this would be really fun to do. I came up with the idea around the same time when I thought of Black Wolf. But I thought that it would be kinda cheesy, so I decided to ditch it. But as I thought about it more, it seemed like it could make a good story.
Anyway, this involves my favorite Decepticon, KNOCK OUT! I think he's one of the funniest characters because of his narcissistic personality and sense of sarcasm. Hope you enjoy it!
I do not own Transformers Prime
A Change of Spark
Chapter 1
"Oh, scrap."
Knock Out had been working in the med bay and bumped his elbow against the table, leaving a small nick in his paint job. It was barely noticeable, but he frowned at it and reached for a buffer. It took less than a second before the nick was gone.
"Ah, much better."
Knock Out tended to live by a policy; if he noticed a flaw in his appearance, then everyone would notice until it was fixed. He walked by a small mirror and couldn't help but observe how stunning he looked. He loved the way the lights reflected off his paint job. Knock Out continued to stare at his reflection until someone at the hospital entrance interrupted his thoughts.
"Knock Out," it was Dreadwing, "I need a patch. Do you mind?"
There was a nasty looking blaster burn on his servo. He must have gotten caught in a firefight with the Autobots.
"Sure," said Knock Out, "Sit down."
Dreadwing sat on one of the berths while Knock Out got out his supplies.
"So, what was it this time?"
"We were searching for another Iacon relic that Soundwave decoded this morning," said Dreadwing, "But the Autobots got there first. They killed most of the troops that accompanied me."
"Well," asked Knock Out while he started treating the burn, "Did you manage to get hold of the relic?"
"No," replied Dreadwing, avoiding his gaze for a moment. Knock Out smiled to himself. He noticed that Dreadwing wasn't exactly the best at successfully completing missions for Megatron. He sometimes wondered why Megatron even chose Dreadwing to be his first lieutenant.
"There," Knock Out finished patching up Dreadwing's servo. Dreadwing looked at it pleasingly.
"Well, at least I don't look like you when you returned from your last relic expedition," Dreadwing laughed.
"Oh, don't even mention it," glowered Knock Out, "I was lucky enough to finish my detailing without Breakdown!"
"Whatever," Dreadwing walked out the door, leaving Knock Out to himself again. He shuttered at the memory of his last trip relic hunting. He had never felt so… dirty.
Realizing that he had already finished his work, Knock Out returned to his berth-room. It wasn't much. His berth comprised mostly of a bedframe, a computer, a few cabinets that held Energon rations, some extra medical supplies, and of course, a private cleaning station. He grabbed a cube of Energon and started munching on it. Knock Out used to share his berth with Breakdown, before he was killed. When Knock Out heard about his demise, he went into a very short depression. Breakdown had been his best friend for as long as he could remember, and loosing him was no different from loosing a blood brother. During his depression, Knock Out would consume small amounts of high grade. But after a while, Knock Out got over it and continued on with his life.
After he finished his cube, Knock Out decided to power down for a bit. Being a Decepticon medic and scientist was taxing. His optics began to close when Megatron's image appeared on his computer.
"Knock Out," his optics snapped open at the sound of his master's voice.
"How may I serve you, my lord?" Knock Out quickly got up.
"We have discovered an unconfirmed Energon spike," said the warlord, "Assemble a team and investigate the situation."
Megatron's image disappeared from the screen. Knock Out vented tiredly.
"No rest for the weary."
Meanwhile, at the Autobot base…
"Excellent work," said Optimus, examining the new Iacon relic.
Team Prime had been successful during these last few endeavors to recover the remaining relics. Arcee and Bulkhead managed to retrieve this one.
"No problem, boss," said Bulkhead, "But what does it do?"
The relic was small and didn't look that intriguing. Optimus called Arcee over.
"Arcee," he tossed the relic to her, "Will you demonstrate?"
She attached the relic to her wrist, similar to the way the Phase Shifter attached to Bumblebee. In a few seconds, her whole frame became transparent and you could barely see her movements.
"Okay," said Bulkhead, "That's pretty slaggin' cool!"
"It's called a Shadow Cloak, Bulk," explained Arcee, "It's only used for stealth operations."
She took it off and reappeared within an instant. She handed it back to Optimus.
"This new relic may help us better achieve raiding Decepticon mines."
"If only we had a few more," pointed out Bulkhead.
"No offense, Bulkhead," said Arcee, "But I don't think you're quite the 'stealth' material."
He started laughing when the main computer started beeping loudly. Ratchet went over to examine it.
"Optimus," Ratchet called him over, "Our scanners have detected a starship within the solar system."
Everyone else came over.
"It's an Autobot identification signal," exclaimed Ratchet, "I will open up communications. Unknown vessel, this is Autobot Outpost Omega-1. Identify yourself."
There was a bit of static before someone spoke.
"Autobots?" it was a femme's voice, "I didn't figure I'd find friends way out here!"
Arcee's optics widened. She recognized the voice.
"Moonracer? Is that you?"
The femme's voice gasped, "Sissy! I can't believe it! What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?" Arcee's voice sound slightly more stern than excited, "I thought you were in the inner rim of the galaxy."
"You know me, 'Cee," said Moonracer in a somewhat sassy tone, "I can't stay in one place for more than a stellar cycle."
"You think you could get here soon?"
"Yeah! If you send some coordinates, I can be there in a few cycles."
The kids had come over from playing video games when they heard Arcee's expression.
"Who's Moonracer?" asked Jack.
"Moonracer," explained Arcee, "Is my younger sister."
"[I didn't know you had a sister,]" beeped Bumblebee. Arcee looked sternly at him and he dropped his gaze.
"Hmm, I'm not familiar with her background," said Optimus, "Arcee, can you verify her voice print."
Arcee gave him an 'are you serious' look.
"Very well," he said, "We will send landing coordinates. Safe travels, Moonracer."
The communication link ended. Arcee started getting a big grin on her face. Bulkhead noticed and patted her on the back.
"You excited?" he asked.
"Of course," said Arcee, finally showing her excitement, "I haven't seen her in mega-cycles!"
"Wow," said Miko, "We're gonna get a new bot here! Let's get the party started!"
Knock Out had returned to his berth once more. The Energon spike was an untapped mine that happened to surface during an earthquake. Nothing really exciting there. That's all the Decepticons seemed to do! Look for mines, collect Energon, process it, and nothing ever seemed to change! Searching for the Iacon relics had stirred up some excitement, but it usually took Soundwave a while to decode each one. So Knock Out felt like he was doing the same thing every single day.
He looked in the mirror that hung on the wall opposite of his berth. His frame still looked as perfect as ever. He sat down on his berth, hoping to finally get some sleep. He heard that Dreadwing and some of the Vehicons were tracking a starship that had entered Earth's atmosphere.
"I wonder if Dreadwing will actually complete this one," he thought to himself. Knock Out chuckled at the thought.
While starting to lie down, he checked the screen on his monitor one more time. Seeing that nothing was popping up, Knock Out laid flat on his back and let his heavy optics close.
"Finally."
There you have it! I would like to say that Moonracer isn't my OC. She's one of the older female transformer characters. I noticed that she only made one appearance in Generation 1, but she wasn't really used again. So, I thought it'd be neat to bring her up, since I haven't read any stories with her in it. Please leave comments! Laters!
