Jack's optics flickered online and he peered around him, noting the darkness of the room and how his new eyes adjusted almost immediately.

He pulled himself up and looked around, noting that the mask was no longer attached to his face.

He opened his new mouth and stretched the jaw, feeling the pleasure of how smoothly it moved and how it didn't hurt in the slightest.

"Hello, oh man I sound weird" He muttered to himself, his voice definitely sounded robotic and a lot deeper than before.

"New look, new name, new voice…new life" He muttered to himself, standing and going over to the huge robotic door.

It slid open with a whirr and he stepped out, walking slowly down the corridors in hope that he would be able to find his way from the depths of the base back to the main room. Everything seemed so different now, everything he had once used to help himself navigate was barely visible to him now and he couldn't use it.

He finally managed to find his way after ten solid minutes of walking, and the base was deathly quiet. He saw that Ratchet was falling into recharge whilst staring at the computer screen and Optimus was carefully lifting Miko and Raff into a small bed that had been added for when a human needed to sleep.

"They look so troubled" He muttered and Optimus looked over at him and nodded as he watched them sleep soundly.

"We are searching for two missing friends" He told her and Jack paused, wondering if he should tell him, about who he was…instead he settled for a lie.

"There was a human male where they were holding me" He told Optimus, who looked over at him with a spark of hope in her eyes and he looked at the ground in guilt and sadness.

"He was dead"

Rosestorm was enjoying her new life, her new body. Sasha was a nice pretty little girl who watched from the sidelines and never got in trouble. Rosestorm was a decepticon who wanted nothing more than to destroy all of mankind and then walk all over their remains. Her new paint job was amazing to. A deep shade of pink with a gentle blue tint over her curves to add a bit more flare.

Knockout had been very precise and it had been slightly weird but she had faced it with a small, mischievous smirk.

It seemed as though Arachnid was a hateful femme, for every glance Rosestorm received, Arachnid returned a glare to them.

Megatron had questioned her about her past and she had told him the truth, she was an ex human turned robot who wanted to destroy everyone that had harmed her as well as everyone that hadn't. Humans would die for what she had to endure.

"Rosestorm, I presume you find your quarters acceptable?" Megatron questioned and she nodded.

"They are much to my likings" She told him with a small smirk and he grinned at her, showing his razor sharp teeth and she questioned whether or not he had simply eaten a human.

Standing on them left a mess on your foot.

"Well seeing as you are a femme I think it suitable that Arachnid tutor you in the ways of the decepticons and how to fight and such" Megatron decided and she nodded in acceptance of what he had just said.

She may be new to this, but she knew that Megatron was nothing like anyone she had ever met, and he would have no qualms in harming her.

So she stood and waited for him to give her some kind of order, instead she was spoken to by Arachnid.

"Come Rosestorm, I have much to teach you and in so little time" She sighed and Rosestorm followed her down the long winding corridors, eager to learn. Not just what Arachnid had to teach her, but about Arachnid himself. Sasha might have been a good girl, but Rosestorm was manipulative and she would get what she wanted.

Silas knew where they were, he would not let them out of his sight without leaving some kind of tracking system inside their new forms. He was still looking forward to seeing the look on Jack's face when he discovered his body was made of the deceased Cybertronians he had found upon Earth. Including a red autobot by the name of Cliffjumper.

The female was starting to worry him however, she seemed to have sided with the decepticons. Not that that had concerned him at the time, but the point of this was to ensure their willing cooperation. He wanted them to come running to him, pleading for him to allow them to fight for him, to destroy for him. It was that, that allowed Silas to feel pleasure in their pain.

Misfits, they belonged on no planet. They belonged to him.

Hey peeps!

Have an update, and no, still no internet on my laptop (I'm sending it off to get fixed)

Sonicxjones, I used the rose part that you suggested and just threw storm on the end of it (I think it sounds good, you?)

Slipknotghidorah, aahh I see, yes that probably would have been helpful but there is no need to worry now! She is Rosestorm! Hope you like it.

Mikaela the Cat, aaah, those are brilliant suggestions…sorry for not using them! I really am.

Foxbear, wow, a lot more people guessed that than I thought…guess it was kind of predictable huh? And yes, yes he does.

Bio team2, not much of a talker huh? Oh well, wonderful works well to!

Hisokauzumaki, maybe he does, he strikes me as the kind of person to keep a persons body simply to punish others.

Lionfire, Yeah, I thought I'd pull up his insecurities, and the fact that one minute he seems totally normal, an average human, and then he does something…alien…

Read and Review guys!

Tulip Out.