Sorcerers of Sacor & Transformers: Mecha!Sorcerer
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Here I am again! Another experimental story.
I normally get these ideas by randomly picking a fandom, of something I have read/seen before, and I read a few stories by my fellow writers (a big shout out to all you amazing guys!).
Shannon's (my oc) mechanical form was a dead idea that started years ago. I decided to resurrect it and found the Transformers fandom. By what I have read, their fandom tends to use specialist vocabulary. I bet it's a good job that I enjoy Physics and Computer Science :)
I hope you like whatever I come out with in this one. Now for the disclaimer:
Transformers does not in any way belong to me, it has the full copyright of Paramount and Hasbro (I do not own it or related content).
I do however own the Sorcerers of Sacor series and related characters and content (including Shannon's Mechanical form).
Chapter 2:
"I'm not a sparkling, or a hatchling. Why were you asking me about my friendship with Bee?" she said sitting on Ratchet's berth. He chuckled.
"You're changing the subject-" he started.
"No, I ended the subject before changing it" she corrected. He sighed.
"Very well, when you left with Bumblebee yesterday Ironhide had an idea. Optimus found out that you two are the same age, I kind of 'jumped the gun' as you would say," he said. She transformed into a human and Ratchet helped her on his shoulder. She sat and looked at him. "You jumped the gun? Surely that's not all. You sounded more personal than that," she said trying to explain her point. He looked at her, his head was close to her, the room was too silent; savour the steady sound of Ratchets vents and Shannon's breath. He smiled. "We ought to get to the others, knowing Bumblebee he'd have tried to be the one to wake his friend. If we leave any later then they will talk," he said.
Ratchet walked out of the dorm and entered the main room. The trio of Autobots were doing their own thing as usual, until the medic arrived with the Sorceress sat on his shoulder. Ironhide smiled at them, Optimus glanced at them intently at the two while Bee... just stared at his friend.
Shannon could feel an uncomfortable mood in the room. Ratchet shifted uneasily. "May I ask about your whereabouts since last night?" Optimus asked, "Shannon I saw you until you were called into the med bay. This morning you were not in your dorm."
"Permission to add some information" Bee said, smiling at his friend. What was he doing, after all the duo had a tendency to get 'one up on each other'. "Permission granted" Optimus replied.
"Shannon was in the building this morning," Bee said. Optimus raised an optic ridge.
"How can you be sure?" the prime asked.
"I heard a yelp this morning, I knew it was Shannon and I went to next door to her dorm. She wasn't there. I walked along the corridor and heard her talking in Ratchet's dorm," Bee said smiling. This was that 'one up'. Ironhide smiled at the two uneasy beings at one side.
"Was that so?" The black Autobot asked. The green medic looked as professional as he could.
"I had my reasons," he said. The other Autobots weren't buying the story. The Sorceress put her hand against Ratchet's metal shoulder. "He took me out so that I could eat. Bee, he asked about our friendship. I then spent the night in his dorm. The yelp was involuntary," she explained. Ironhide's smile widened.
"I knew that one day you'd end up in his dorm," he said.
"I curled up as a dragon on the floor," she said in deviancy.
"It's obvious," Optimus said. Shannon spread her wings and flew to the ground. She turned into a dragon. Ratchet looked at the ground, "I'll go for a walk." He left and Ironhide turned his attention to the Sorceress.
He sat on the floor and gestured for her to sit next to him. Optimus sat on a container. "How do you feel?" Ironhide asked. The dragoness raised her head to be in line with the weapons specialist. "How do you mean" she said.
"You know what I mean. Can't you see how nervous he got? He walked out before his processor overclocked" Ironhide continued. The dragoness smiled. Her heart skipped a beat... or two.
"I... I like him. No it's more than that," she said. Ironhide put a servo on her shoulder.
"Go and tell him. Reignite his spark," he said. She jumped up and ran out of the building, leaving three Autobots hoping for her success. She flew silently, thinking that it would be easy to find an Autobot in the daylight. She landed; she had not seen him since he left the warehouse building. She walked to a nearby lake and drank. She had taken her share and laid at the water's edge. Her head lay on the soil and listened to the world around her. She must have lain for hours; the sun began to descend in the sky. Her ears pricked up at a slight sound. She looked; it was only a bird. Where could the mech have gone?
Shannon stood and walked into the forest. She was walking through green surroundings, looking for a green mech. She waved her tail restlessly. It was getting close to the sunset. She sighed, unaware of the optics that watched her. "Where are you?" She whispered to herself. The hidden figure watched her. She laid her head on the ground. "Come out please, I... I-" she said, "I like you, no more than that, I love you."
The figure stepped into the clearing. "Did you mean that" the figure said. Shannon jumped up and stood in front of the mech. She reared on her hind legs so she was the same height as him. "Ratchet, of course I meant it" she said.
"And I love you too with all my spark" he said embracing the dragoness. She placed her front paws on his shoulders. Her neck was arched so that her forehead rested on his. It began to rain and she pressed her snout against Ratchet's faceplate. She got back down and they walked back to the warehouse.
Bee sat in apprehension. "They could come back angry or madly in love" he said. Ironhide smiled.
"I know those two, they are really interested in each other, I bet the latter," he said. Optimus looked at the fading daylight.
"We'll have to wait until they get back," he said. Ironhide sniggered.
"Ratchet and Shannon are eccentric beings. I bet we won't see them back till tomorrow, I don't think Ratchet will come back exhausted" he said.
"Ironhide, I doubt that the two will do that. Ratchet will wait" Optimus said.
The Autobots stopped and watched the two as they entered the building. "How did it go?" Bee asked. Shannon reared again and pressed a kiss on Ratchet's lips. He melded himself into it. "You two are dismissed" Optimus said to the new couple. This time it was Ratchet to get in the Sorceress' dorm.
"I've got something to show you," she said, looking under her berth. Ratchet's faceplate heated again. She dragged a blue and gold metallic helmet out and displayed it to him. "It has its own sight-controlled interface-" she began. He sat on the edge of the berth. She hadn't picked up all aspects of the Cybertronian language. She placed it back where she found it. "Are you okay?" She asked him.
"Interface is a Cybertronian word. The Human equivalent is 'intercourse'" he said. She got on the berth next to him and nuzzled him. He stroked a servo down her back. The dragoness laid on her back, wings spread either side of her and tail curled, brushing Ratchet's thigh as she did. She waited patiently for the mech to make a move.
Ironhide was walking back to the main room, past the dragoness' dorm. He paused and listened. He heard the two say each other's name. Then he heard the word 'sparklings' escape Shannon's breath. The weapons specialist smiled and silently walked on his way. He entered the main room and looked amused. He sat examining weapons for possible improvements. Optimus and Bee thought that it was odd for the black mech to be smiling to himself. "What's on your mind?" The prime asked.
Ratchet and Shannon came back into the main room. Ironhide smiled at them. "You're back so soon? Do you need anything?" Optimus asked.
"Anything to announce?" Ironhide asked.
"Other than that we are a couple, I thought that was a bit obvious" Shannon replied.
"No that's not it. Will that happy announcement come tomorrow?" Ironhide asked again. She knew what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about?" Ratchet asked. Optimus and Bee listened intently. Ironhide smiled.
"I heard you two interfacing" he said. The entire room became silent. "You weren't exactly quiet" he continued. Another silence. Optimus turned his attention to the couple.
"Ratchet, you realise that you will only spend a short time of your existence with her" he said. Ratchet nodded sadly.
"Why how long are Cybertronians known to live for?" She asked. Ratchet's optics gave away the pain that he felt.
"One of us died of old age, at 6 million years old" he said. Shannon smiled.
"Sorcerers are biologically immortal, if we aren't killed beforehand. We have no known maximum lifespan. Those sorts of ages, even to the 6 million mark, have been recorded. For example the Sorceress Purpura is around that age" she said, "it is I who is more likely to outlive you. For elder Sorcerers call me a hatchling because of my age, when I am of adult age". She stared at Ratchet. He gave in.
"I'm 56 Earth years old. Happy" he said. She transformed into a human and Ratchet let her on his shoulder. "I'm happy, we have plenty of time together. That's assuming that I don't do anything to endanger my life" she said, pressing a light kiss on Ratchet's faceplate.
A/N time skip guys. About a month later. See ya all later in the chapter :)
The group sat on crates, in an improvised circle. "So why is this Dragon a threat per se?" The prime asked, directing the question to the Sorceress that sat on Ratchet's shoulder. "This Dragoness is very powerful, and depends on her telepathic manipulation ability. She is a psychopath. If there is an individual, or even an entire race, that is rumoured to be better than her then she will use her ability to wield an army to drive them to extinction" she said, "I'm sure that she's no threat. I've held her off for the best part of my life. She wears trophies of death". The Autobots weren't surprised at her sarcastic comments.
"Trophies, such as" Optimus said to lead the conversation.
"Such as a collection of scales, each from the last specimen she killed in each species she has murdered. The first tri breed was born before I, he was half elemental and a quarter light and purple. He was murdered as a hatchling, as the dragoness thought that he would become greater than she. The hatchling's tail hangs from her necklace to this day" she answered.
A/N guys the next bit is sorta canon, is sorta sad and turns into non-canon. Confusing? Well my job is confusing, making sure characters don't die when canon dictates that they do. Enjoy.
They walked into the forest, where Shannon heard the draconic roar as a dragon. "Please stay here, if Solia senses you to be greater beings she will kill you all," she whispered. Ratchet put a servo on her neck.
"She's after Sorcerers, she'll kill you" he said, but looked puzzled at Shannon's smirk.
"I've been fighting her since I was a hatchling myself" she replied. The Autobots did as they were commanded and watched the scene unfold. The blue dragoness snarled at a larger dark red dragoness. "Oh Shannon, it's great to see you again. And in one piece so that your skeleton can be part of my collection" the red dragoness growled.
"You won't get a scale from me," Shannon growled back. The dragons began to circle each other. Solia jumped towards the smaller dragoness and was hit by a large mass. The Autobot that had intervened had launched Solia at a tree. The dragoness snarled and began a fight with the mech. Shannon adjusted her vision. "Ratchet!" She shouted. He was limp on the ground as she realised that the dragoness had an alliance with the Decepticons. She roared and placed herself over the mech, protecting him. The other Autobots were behind her. Before long the 'cons and Solia had surrounded the group. "Nowhere to hide" the red dragoness taunted. Shannon looked down at Ratchet's body and her heart cracked. She refused to move, even when it served no purpose anymore. Solia stepped closer to the Empress of the Rebellion Empire. "Oh I'm sorry, I killed your mate," she said scornfully. The blue dragoness' eyes glowed blue and reared. With a swift pounce to the ground, a blue pulse raced to the surrounding enemies. Shannon left her post and mechanical clanks were heard. Shannon now had a mechanical suit of armour, and began to dispatch the unsuspecting Decepticons at the speed of her light element. Solia fled and the blue dragoness was faced with one last Decepticon. "This is for Ratchet," she snarled, baring her teeth. The Decepticon tried to shoot her, but she had Shadow Fire on her side. She let out a blast of Purple Fire and the 'con swayed, nearly offlined. She jumped onto it, used her strength to bite its neck and ripped its head off its shoulders.
She returned to her beloved. She put her head on his neck, stretching her neck on his chest and grasping his body with her right fore paw. She let a tear fall. Ironhide stroked a servo down the dragoness' neck. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice wavering. She held onto Ratchet's body.
"He would have wanted to meet them," she cried. Optimus and Bee stared in grief.
"Don't tell me that he was to be a father," Ironhide continued. The dragoness nodded and pressed an ear to Ratchet's chest. Her eyes glowed. "Not dead!" she exclaimed, a silhouette of a dragoness escaped from Shannon, The newcomer transformed into a human and watched. Shannon was in a trance, blue and green light dancing around her and the not-so-dead Ratchet. "Don't be alarmed, I may look like Shannon, I'm not. I'm Vritra her Shadow Dragon. My eyes tell you that" the newcomer said, she did resemble Shannon, only her eyes were black with red pupils. "She has no other option. This is a magnificent ceremony, they planned for it to come soon, only it has come today as it is Shannon's only hope of saving her mech," she continued.
"What ceremony?" Bee asked.
"They're mating for life. Where their minds fuse as one and their sparks beat in unison, I will let her explain her mechanical side later," Vritra replied. Ratchet's optics went online at the end of the great display.
The dragoness transformed into a human and leaned next to the wounded-but-nearly-dead medic. "Ratchet, stay still" Shannon said. He tried to sit up. "Ratchet down!" She commanded. The other bots looked at her. Ironhide was quite amused. "Doc, I never thought I'd see you as a sub," he said. The medic tried to curse as the Sorceress' stare stopped him.
"You forget that because we are mated, I know every circuit in you. I suggest that you keep quiet while I heal you," she said.
"Or what?" He replied challenging her.
"You say another word and I will wire your vocal processor to your aft, and then you will truly be talking slag," she said. Neither Ironhide nor Bee could conceal their laughter. Even Optimus let a snigger be heard. The medic scowled at her. "Just because you are my mate doesn't give you permission to frag me off" he said. She touched his servo.
"I might rewire you now-" she said. All he did was stare at her. If the looks from his optics could kill, she would be dead at least twice. She blew a cloud of dust at the struggling mech. It knocked him unconscious as human anaesthetic. "How did you do that? You've no idea how many times that would have been useful over the past years," Ironhide said. Vritra smiled.
"Dragon dust: produced by expecting and experienced mother dragons. Even by Sorcerers. Its use is to hypnotise or render a hatchling unconscious. It works on everyone. But a mother's dust cannot affect herself" Vritra said. Shannon was using her blue flames to aid the welding of Ratchet. "And it's useful for shutting traps" Shannon added. Vritra saluted the Autobots and the black cloud that she turned into diffused back into Shannon. Optimus cleared his throat. "You're expecting sparklings to Ratchet. So when Ironhide said that you two were interfacing, he wasn't joking," he said. Shannon hid her face until she finished healing her mate. She seized the moment to change the subject.
"One. I told you all to stay away. Two. I may have used a bit too much dust, any ideas on how to get an unconscious medic back to the base," she said. Ironhide sniggered again.
"We've never been given this situation before" he shrugged.
"This is going to be one angry mech when he wakes up, I'll take cover when he wakes. As for you guys, get back to base or he'll think that you had a say in this," she said, the Autobots left to get to base. The Sorceress used a bit of magic to bring her mate back to consciousness. He groaned and sat up. She knew that he was well when he wouldn't say a word. She laughed. "You can talk now. All the repairs are done, the rest of them have gone back to base," she said.
"What was that stuff?" He asked.
"Dragon dust. Produced by mothers to hypnotise or render hatchlings unconscious," she replied, getting on his shoulder. They walked back to base.