Okay, part two! No flames or machetes, please, I'm just a poor author who keeps forgetting her disclaimer! No shootey!
And I'm sorry I didn't have it up earlier – Spirk ate my life. My mother helped some, too. Do not fear, I shall keep posting! (Hopefully more regularly)
A note to all you people who are reading this and not reviewing: there's this lovely thing on my fanfiction account that lets me see how many people are ACTUALLY READING THIS. Of the 41 people who have read it, NO ONE has reviewed, and one person has added this to their alert list. (Thanks, TheLoveDov!) I can't fix anything if you don't tell me what I do wrong!
… *clears throat: steps off soapbox* Sorry. Got carried away...
Disclaimer: Why do I have to do this again? I mean, seriously, everbody KNOWS I don't own the damn series...
Don't send zombies after me, I swear I will get my butt back onto schedule, so on we go!
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Yokiri was woken up by someone shining a pen light in her face. "Come with me."
She was led through a maze of passages, her mind easily starting to build a map of where she was as it measured and noted every hallway and room they passed. Eventually, they made it to a large room that was glaringly white.
A scientist glanced over and pointed at the empty space in the middle of the room. "Stand there and leave that form."
Yokiri blinked before going over to the center and standing there.
The scientist yelled, "Change! You have lost your humanity, therefor, you cannot wear a human shape!"
She yelled right back at him, "You did it to me!"
She closed her eyes and opened them, blinking again as several meters, with strange symbols she somehow understood around them, appeared, along with a type of 3D map and several tabs, marked TV, RV, XV, and F. She absently activated one, sending her vision from regular to thermal and back again. She hit the one marked F, bringing up an overlay that she could see through. There was a slightly dorky image of a human, a cartoonish version of a humanoid robot, and a car. She selected the robot and felt herself changing. She cleared the form screen away to reveal the humans in the room were much smaller. She noticed a small radio symbol and queued it, opening the channel she had used earlier.
::Welp,:: she commented, ::I guess he was telling the truth. I am now around 26 ft tall and a robot.::
She glanced at herself, noting the blue color her protoform was – the color of the sky.
::And blue,:: she added, to Rikina's amusement.
The scientists were pleased and immediately started to try to take samples. Yokiri shook them off. One tried to activate the shock device they had installed, but it had been mangled as she had transformed. She smirked at them, yelping as one of them finally managed to hack off a sliver of her protoform.
"That hurt!" she snarled, pouting and looking at her leg.
The scientists traded weird looks before one approached with a needle and tried to get at the fluid in a tube in her leg. Watching him break hypo after hypo, she finally took pity on him and plucked it out of his hands. Knowing exactly what to do without actuallly knowing how she knew, she wiggled it sideways into the valve and drew some of it out.
She handed it back to him and he smiled. "Thank you."
She sighed. "I figure the sooner I get this over and done with, the sooner I can go home."
Her ey—err, optics? widened as she listened to the deep and hypnotic sound that was her robotical voice. It was almost regal in a way that made her think of queens. She sensed something press up against her and chuckle before disappearing. She shook her head and focussed on the friendly scientist who was giving her a look of pity.
"You won't ever leave," he told her. "The people here are going to use you guys as prototypes for a new army."
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Rikina was pacing. The other three were watching her pace. They had all switched to thermal vision as the scientists hadn't switched the lights back on. One by one, they had been taken to the white room and forced to change before being led to a room that was also pitch dark, but could accomodate the girls' transformed bodies.
"This doesn't make sense!" Rikina said again, flailing her arms. "Why would they use us as prototypes?"
"Well, I don't know," Yokiri said sarcastically. "Maybe it's because this is the first time they've done this and succeeded, but we're not exactly the mindless invincible drones they wanted?"
"We're Cybertronians," Eva piped up, citing her favorite show.
They froze, not even having considered that idea.
"I do believe that idea had merit," Rikina said slowly. "And a 63.665% probability of actually being true."
Yokiri stood up. "There's one way to test it."
She hunted for her weapons, though she couldn't find any. She did, however, find a subroutine. Curious, she activated it, feeling plates on her back shifting. Her mind locked up as it processed the sudden barrage of information from whatever extended from her back. Struggling through the data, she finally managed to turn down the sensors. She gasped.
"Wow," she breathed, optics widening as she realized that the sensors were aligned on wings. "I have wings!"
She grinned and flexed them, reveling in the feel of them. Focussing again, she noticed another subroutine and activated it. Her eyes widened as her wings dissolved into tiny (to her) nanites that ran down her arms and reformed into swords.
"That. Is. Awesome," she breathed.
She reversed the procedure and watched as her family also pulled out their wings. Rikina had white wings, Maya black, and Eva had grey.
"Your wings were weird," Eva informed her. "One was black and the other was white."
They spent the next couple of hours getting used to their wings and switching between wings and weapons. Maya had fun tossing her weapons, which were lightweight circles that were sharp around the edges, with a flat space to grip. They decided to call them halos. Rikina had a whip, something she cackled about. Eva's weapons were various hand-to-hand combat weapons, including knuckles, knives, and claws. She also had some throwing knives. Yokiri figured out that her weapons were perfectly balanced for throwing.
"That was fun," Eva giggled as Rikina tried to untangle her whip, finally giving up and switching back to wing mode.
They slipped their wings back into the casings, immediately noticing the lack of input.
They went into a meditative state – they couldn't exactly sleep in their robot forms, for some reason.
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That was the last time they laughed seriously for a while. The scientists put them through a series of brutal tests, sometimes breaking the incredibly strong compound, which was a metal/plastic mixture and stronger than both, that made up their protoforms. The scientists activated the girls' long-range defense systems and tested the accuracy and rate of the weapons. They tested the girls' mental capabilities. Often, the only way the girls could stay sane was to laugh, or giggle, for hours on end.
They were fed up with the treatment they had received, and plotted almost every night, sleeping every fourth night. They heard whispers about the other one who had survived, another girl named Ari. They discovered the programming they had already installed – Cybertronian, English, and then a job specific database. Eva was a communications expert, Maya was a tracker, Rikina was a computer expert, and Yokiri was a medic.
"None of us has a violent job," Yokiri joked. "I wonder if that's a cosmic hint or something."
"Knowing you, probably," Rikina giggled.
Yokiri stuck her tongue out. They all giggled before getting back to business.
Four months (as near as they could tell) had passed before they figured out the perfect escape plan. They waited an additional month before implementing it, making sure the information they had gathered was correct. They practiced shifting into human form and robot form, speeding it up from 4.76 minutes to 1.883 minutes. They compiled their knowledge into a complete map of the facility they were in.
And they broke out.
They freed Ari, and offered her a place with them. She looked skeptical, but agreed. They shifted into human form and got out of there. It took them three days to get back to the apartment the quartet lived in. Yokiri picked the lock and they slipped in, showering and changing. Yokiri checked their bank accounts, finding money in them, and quite a bit more than they originally had. Rikina and Yokiri glanced at each other, and Yokiri started looking for isolated ranches. They moved to Minnesota three months later.
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I shot upright, gasping. I glanced at the clock. 3 a.m. I sighed and slipped out of bed and through the french doors on my ground floor bedroom. I peered around before transforming into my car mode, a black Corvette Z06 with blue, purple, and pink swirls decorating the hood, trunk, and sides. Rikina's car mode was a hot pink Porsche Carrera GT with silver accents. Eva was a red Camaro SS (same as Bumblebee) with twin black racing stripes, and Maya was a silver and gray Pontiac Solstice with green celtic knotwork decorating the hood, trunk, and sides. I shuddered, my engine vibrating steadily. Even though it had been around four years, it still gave me nightmares.
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I'm sorry this took so long. Needless to say, I can't update weekly. DX
Part of the reason this took so long to get up is because the internet is distracting and my band is doing a piece of music from the 2009 Star Trek movie. I liked the song, and one thing led to another, and well...
I'm now a Trekkie. Yay. (Not.)
However, I shall not give up on this story! I SWEAR!
Now that we have the dramatics over with, please review!