Here it is, chapter two! Hope you guys enjoy it!
Chapter two: you know, I could really use some help with this
"There! All finished kiddo," I hear Wheeljack's voice ring in my auditory sensors as I slowly come out of stasis. My internal clock says its been almost a megacycle... "this had better be a good upgrade if you've kept Optimus waiting this long" I remark, but I'm soon speechless as I step in front of the mirror Wheeljack has brought me before. My old grey and black armor has been replaced with an off white main plating, the secondary a bright orange with blue and red accents all over... "am... am I bulkier too?" I look at the scientist befuddled. He nods in reply, "figured you could use the extra muscle and protection for what you're gonna be doing, now get going! Prime's waiting!" He shoves me out the door, I trip and stumble. A quick glance at the shut door means I won't get an explanation of what he meant... So I decide to change to my alt-mode and head over to the hall of records in Iacon, since Prime's main headquarters is there after all. A quick systems check to get ready to change for the first time and I'm off to a light jog, progressively getting faster till I lunge forward. The sound of shifting metal assures me that I'm functioning at optimal levels, and I hit the ground wheels spinning. I feel... bigger yet faster... why is this?... I think to myself. And the reflection in the wall of a complex just blows all my logic circuits. I'm now a sleek low riding armored car, rounded at the back, and cut off slanted in the front. (Similar to what you humans call a "Lamborghini" I believe) I quickly get a burst of pride in my new form and disappear in a cloud of dust, racing to Iacon...
A few cycles later, I arrive at a security check point to enter Iacon. So I stop at the gate and an armed soldier quickly runs over, and I could tell this was probably his first day because he took my ID card and didn't come back for about maybe thirty minutes to come back, stating that it was a fake ID because I looked different than in the picture. "Look, its me ok? You think I'm a 'con?" I gesture to my Autobot insignia. "Optimus Prime's waiting on me, so if you don't mind I'll be going" but I spoke too soon because when I tried to step past him, I was tackled and pinned down by the bot and held at gunpoint "we've got a 'con in our midst! I need backup" he screams into his com-link. I struggle against his hold, and he's surprisingly strong for his size. "I'm not a Decepticon! You idiot!" "Cool your circuits Clocker, or I'll throw you in front of another warp cannon" says a familiar voice. "Ironhide?" I look up, the not gets off me and stands at attention. "Commander Ironhide sir! I've stopped an infiltration attempt!" He laughs at the bot's remark, "if that was a 'con, he'd have blown you to bits already" he offers me his hand, "don't treat an esteemed guest like this, especially since he saved my life." I look at the old bot and see that he's having to use a cane due to his leg being crippled from the blast. "Damn Ironhide... I thought you'd be fine..." I mutter. He claps a hand on my shoulder. "You really think a fucking warp cannon is going to hurt me? I'm older than you son! Bot's aren't made like me anymore, if you didn't know that" he laughs, "this is the least injured I've ever been clocker, no need to worry" I look at him "so you're ok then?" "Yeah, I'm fine. And I need to thank you for saving my life..." he states "that's something only Prime would've done..." I watch him as he starts to walk away. "Thanks Ironhide…" I mutter, and I take my first steps into Iacon…
So how's my story so far? chapter three will be out soon!