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Chapter 2 – Transformation

It had been around seven cycles since Ratchet had seen the sparkling, and Ratchet and Perceptor had gathered all the necessary materials needed for the transformation, now.... all's they waited for was the creation and its creator.

"Where is that insane idiot?!" Ratchet groaned as he sat down on one of the five tables in the room

"Just.... allow him some time; the mech is practically a father giving up his daughters' sparkling-hood... it's only fair to give him time" Perceptor sighed, pinching the bridge of his nasal plating.

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"Phoenix?" Wheeljack called, searching his lab for the missing sparkling, only chirping could be heard, showing that she was indeed still in the lab. "Come on out here," he spoke soothingly, trying to coax the young bird out of her hiding spot. There was a flash of golden metal behind him then a thud, he turned around quickly to see Phoenix had tried to run behind the counter opposite where she had been hiding, only finding her legs still wouldn't work, that and she caught her bird-like talons on an experiment that had been lying on the floor. She was now struggling, flapping her small wings trying to free her leg, chirping frantically.... she was scared and he knew it. "c'mon," he spoke softly, moving over to the frightened sparkling and pulled the experiment off of her leg and picked her up, harsh clicking and chirping aimed at him followed. "Phoenix.... be a good girl and just cooperate ok?" he asked pleadingly as he ran a finger down the back of her head and neck, a soft purr was his response as she curled her head and snuggled against his chest, chirping quietly; as if asking for him to continue, he smiled and carried on. "You ok now?" he asked, a slight nod or twitch of the neck was his response. "Then let's go," he spoke softly and walked out, making sure to lock the door as the Twins had gotten in a few nights prior scaring Phoenix so much she hid under the berth for a whole cycle... luckily they hadn't spotted her.

He made his way down to the med-bay, making sure Phoenix couldn't be seen as he walked, even Optimus wasn't aware of what Wheeljack had created. Once at the med-bay, he swiftly walked inside and locked the door, Phoenix's head shot up at the locking sound.

"Primus...." Perceptor gasped, moving closer to the frightened sparkling. "She's so small," he smiled and ran a scan of her frame "Healthy spark, strong sharp beak-

-don't forget adorable," Ratchet chuckled and scratched the back of her head, earning a chirp and a playful nip at his finger, he'd given her frequent visits since he first saw her, bringing energon goodies each visit!

"Ok, adorable too," Perceptor agreed with a smile as she chirped and curled back against Wheeljack.

"How are we going to do this?" Wheeljack asked inquisitively.

"We'll be putting her in stasis for the changes to be put in place; undoubtedly it will hurt if she's still online." Perceptor started

"Then, once the changes are put in place to both processor and armour, we shall re-paint her armour and bring her back online; unfortunately we're not sure of what the changes to her processor could make her act, so far we know she's a playful femme yet has a shy demeanour around new bots.... but the changes could completely reverse that and make her something like Sunstreaker, we're just unsure." Ratchet finished the explanation as he picked up a smaller wrench than usual, "you can stay in here for the procedure if you wish," Ratchet smiled, Wheeljack nodded in response and carefully led the golden-red bird down on the table, she looked around curiously before trying to stand up, only flapping her wings as she fell back down in a heap.

"She's not safe... do it," Wheeljack sighed and sat down, wincing slightly as Perceptor nodded and pressed lightly to a button on her neck, the bird fell limp on the table, her optics going offline.

"Don't fret Wheeljack, she's in stasis, that is all," Ratchet smiled at his friends expression... there were only a few that could actually read Wheeljack expressions were most likely his closest friends.

".... I'm gonna wait outside, i can't watch this," he sighed and walked out, sitting down outside the med-bay, leaning on the smooth, cool, metal wall.

"Let's get this started then shall we?" Ratchet sighed after a minute and turned the red light on above the med-bay doors, signalling that nobody was allowed in.

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Around seven hours after, multiple bots had stopped to ask what was wrong with the mad scientist, his only response was a simple 'waiting', he wouldn't elaborate on that... so only Jazz stayed to keep him company.

"Wheeljack?" Perceptor asked, both mechs looking up at the microscope.

"W-what is it?" Wheeljack asked almost fearfully, but a smile quelled his internal fear rampage.

"Come in and see for yourself," he smiled and walked back into the med-bay

"Ooh can i come?" Jazz asked curiously, eager to see what the inventor had been waiting for.

"No Jazz" came the reply from inside the room, Ratch had been listening

"Aww phooey, well, tell me later m'kay?" Jazz grinned then ran off, barely catching a glimpse of golden red armour as he ran off.

"Is she awake?" Wheeljack asked as he walked in only to stop and stare in shock. The little sparkling he'd created.... covered two of the tables, her legs were long and adorned with purely golden armour and razor sharp talons on the end of her bird like feet. Her wings were covering two other tables on either side of her; they were merging from bright red to a soft orange to a bright 'Sunstreaker' yellow. Her body was a bright golden-red as a large sharp beak adorned her face, her optics were shaped like an eagles eye.

"Would you like me to wake her up?" Ratchet asked with a smile at his friends shocked face. A nod was his answer. Ratchet then moved his hand underneath a layer of 'feathered' armour and pressed something. A loud squawk emitted from the large bird as her large wings flapped, her legs spasmed out and she sat up hurriedly.

"Can she talk?" Wheeljack asked curiously, his optics never leaving her startled golden orbs. She chirped softly and stretched her wing out, poking it with her other wing... obviously wondering where the wings came from.

"I guess that's a no," Ratchet shrugged with a sheepish smile

"Phoenix?" Wheeljack asked, her head shooting up, her beak curving into a small smile. She carefully slipped off the end table and tested her legs, looking down she chirped with accomplishment, she was STANDING. Then she looked up.... she moved closer to Wheeljack curiously and looked at him, tilting her head to the side she looked up and down, noticing, he wasn't big anymore.

"She knows something's different," Perceptor explained, and then all of a sudden she leapt at Wheeljack and wrapped her wings around him, knocking him right off of his feet.

"OOF!" he yelped and wrapped his arms around the shaking femme. She was confused and still slightly scared. "Can she transform like us?" he asked as both mechs shrugged

"Depends on if she wants to," Ratchet smiled as his friend stood up, holding the bird in his arms, albeit with a little struggle, but he still did it. "Take her outside," he smiled.

"Will do," he strained and took the large bird outside the base, sneaking past any mechs who happened to be on the way. "Phoenix?" he asked, the bird looked up and tilted her head to the side. He then put her down as she flipped out and started flapping her wings like crazy, squawking madly. "C-calm down Phoenix, it's ok, nothing's gonna hurt you," he soothed, instantly she calmed down and leaned down, nudging a rock with her beak. "Phoenix i want you to watch me ok?" he questioned, said bird looked up at him and nodded in response, watching him intently. He then started to transform as she squeaked and backed up slightly. He then transformed back into his bi-pedal mode and smiled at her, a soft inquisitive chirp was what she responded with. "You try it," he smiled, nodding his head. Phoenix blinked rapidly and looked at her own body, shrugged her wing joints as if to tell him 'can't'. "Ok then, let's go back to the lab so you can rest up a bit, m'kay?" he offered, a quick nod was her response as she moved closer and wrapped her wings around him, curling her head under his neck and hugged him, letting off very soft chirps. Wheeljack smiled and led her inside, again being sneaky to get back to his Lab in the lower levels.

"J-Jack?" a voice asked in shock

"Oh frag...." Wheeljack winced as Phoenix hid behind him.

"Who's that?!" Jazz asked in surprise, he'd come down to see if Wheeljack had finished with what he was doing and.... he finds a giant red bird thing with him!

"You can't tell anyone, Jazz!" Wheeljack growled, Phoenix peeking around his large form to view Jazz properly

"I won't-I won't.... just tell me who it is!" he grinned, moving closer, she trilled loudly and hid behind Wheeljack again, causing Jazz to jump back. "It scared?" he asked

"SHE, Jazz, Phoenix is a She," Wheeljack responded dryly, Jazz's jaw slacking.

"Where'd she come from?" Jazz asked curiously

"I made her... i was waiting next to the med-bay because Ratchet and Perceptor were making her stronger, and less sparkling-like... although she still has the thoughts of a sparkling... she can still hold up against a Con attack," he sighed and rubbed her head, earning a soft purr.

"Y-you you MADE her?!" Jazz yelped in shock, he'd MADE a femme.... Bird like maybe, but still a femme!

"Before you ask, i don't know how i did it, i was just brainstorming and tah-dah she was created... just don't tell anyone ok?" Wheeljack pleaded desperately

"I promise!" Jazz grinned. "Can she transform?" he asked eagerly, the bird form was pretty enough; he wanted to see how she looked in bi-pedal mode.

"I'm not sure; she wasn't able to work it out when we tried before... she may get it eventually though," Wheeljack smiled beneath his mask as she nuzzled his hand, trying to get attention.

"Can she talk?" Jazz asked, moving closer, her head shot up to stare at him, as if sensing the movement.

"Not yet, i'm going to try and get her to speak soon though, she's still learning," Wheeljack answered as she went back to nuzzling his hand.

"Does Prime know about this?" Jazz asked, letting her get used to him being close.

"No, only Ratch, Perceptor, me and you know now," he smiled as she followed Jazz's movements almost in sync with them.

"Does she have any special talents?" he asked inquisitively, reaching out only to receive a bite from her beak and a furious squawk. Instantly Jazz's hand felt like it was burning as her golden optics swirled with anger. Jazz hissed slightly, shaking his hand trying to stop the burning sensation.

"Phoenix no!" Wheeljack scolded as she chirped and snuggled against him, the burning instantly decreasing "what happened?" he asked in shock

"I think when she bites people she can make the area she's bitten, burn as hot as she wants it...." Jazz winced and stuck his finger in his mouth.

"Bed," Wheeljack ordered, Phoenix chirped sadly and slowly walked over to Jazz, nuzzled his hand in apology and walked back into the lab.

"She's just like a child," Jazz sighed, rubbing his still tingling hand.

"Yeah i noticed... but the thing is, now she doesn't even look like one, if anyone finds out, i fear bad things'll happen cause she won't understand," Wheeljack sighed softly, looking at the now closed door of the lab.

"Don't worry 'Jack, get the twins to keep her guarded... and warn them that you'll use em as your next experiment if they touch her..." Jazz smirked, Wheeljack shook his head

"Too many mechs know as it is... can't let those two big mouths know, they'll tell everyone!" he stressed. "i'm gonna go make sure she's ok..." Wheeljack sighed as Jazz nodded

"Seya later then, 'Jack" he smiled and walked off. Wheeljack nodded his response and walked into the lab, only to find the large bird staring down at her old small bed in curiosity.

"Oh i forgot about that!" Wheeljack face-palmed as she jumped and stared at him, he sighed and pointed to his bed "sleep on mine" he sighed as she jumped on his bed and stared at him expectantly. "I'll go bunk with Ratch or something," he continued and made to walk out, a trill of objection made him stop and look at the frowning bird. "What?" he asked, a fearful look around the large room made him realize, she didn't wanna be alone. He sat down on his bed and watched her lay back down and snuggle into the plush surface. He led down and immediately she snuggled against his chest, seeking the warmth of his spark, falling into recharge almost immediately after her head hit his chest, he smiled underneath his mask and wrapped an arm around her body and fell into recharge.