I only own my O/Cs. Everyone else belongs to Hasbro or Bay.
As she regained consciousness, she felt the burning pain pulsing in her veins. Then it began to fade, slowly starting from her heart the fire stopped and she felt the burn leave the rest of her body after a few beats of her heart. For a moment she forgot where she was, until there was a vent of hot air on her face. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up into the optics of Knock Out. It all came back to her. Being kidnapped, having the area around her back opened, the burning fire that went through her veins. The voice...
He moved back and vented softly, a look of relief passed over his face for the blink of an eye. He undid the straps along her arms and legs, helping her sit up he passed her a small cup of water helping her to get it down. As he moved away she noticed Shockwave typing furiously at the computer, his back to her.
"The transformation didn't work," Shockwave growled at the computer screen. He spun so he was facing her, a balled fist crashed against the table. "This human isn't compatible."
"I think she may be," Knock Out disagreed, returned from the back of the room to stand beside the table. "Her systems, while still organic, have altered. Being half cybertronain, it will be harder for-"
"I didn't get to her in time," Shockwave slammed his fist on the table again. "I needed that fragment of spark before those lines got to her organic heart. I was sure I did it just in time."
"Maybe it still needs time to work through?" Knock Out suggested.
"Perhaps," Shockwave looked at her and licked his lips. "If nothing changes over the next few cycles, then I shall have fun with her instead."
Kylie pressed herself into the table, trying desperately to keep away from Shockwave who again leant forward. His one red optic flickered off then back on in what she was guessing a blink.
"Oh I shall enjoy listening to you scream," he whispered close to her ear. "I was gentle with you today, but next time..." He began to laugh, it sounded cruel. He stood up straight and walked towards the door. "Clean her up, get her into recharge and let me know when she is up."
With that, Shockwave left the room.
Knock Out mimicked Shockwave, turning he went to the back of the room and returned with some rags and a bowl of water. He began to clean the blood from her body, his touch gentle despite his size. Rinsing the rag he leant over her to clean her back.
"Ugh," he muttered to himself as he worked. "I hope I don't get this messy organic stuff on me. I've just finished polishing."
'Know you have a chance to change one after you awaken. A very short window of opportunity to act in.' the voice echoed in her head, she looked up right under Knock Out's chasis. She looked at her hand, it was glowing faintly. It moved on its own, touching the area where his spark was. "See the error of your ways, by Primus be cleansed." The voice echoed in her mind and whispered under her breath.
"What did you do?" Knock Out jumped back, as if he was burned. He clutched at his chest, then began slapping at his arms, then legs, then up to his helm. He dropped to his knees, holding his helm in his servos. He was muttering and berating himself. Shaking his helm from left to right, then suddenly stopped. His optics opened and he stared at Kylie as if it were the first time he had ever seen her.
"Are you," she gasped. "Are you okay?"
Knock Out nodded giving her a small smile. "I'm fine." He looked down at his arms and legs and his smile dropped. "I will need to do some touch ups."
"What just happened?" she asked quietly.
"You took the darkness from me," Knock Out said. "I, I heard Primus."
"Who?" her eyebrow quirked up.
"Our God." Knock Out smirked. He picked up the rag once more and continued cleaning her up. "It seems as if Shockwaves experiment worked in a whole different way. I understand what it is that you will do and I shall be another to protect you."
Kylie felt weariness pass over her, as Knock Out finished cleaning her off, she closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Kylie was waken some time later, Knock Out was shaking her gently. His optics kept flicking to the door and back to her.
"Better get up," he said quietly. "I let you recharge as long as I could have. Shockwave is returning, with Lord Megatron and someone else."
She blinked and rubbed her eyes. He shook her again, more urgently. "I'm up, I'm up." she groaned. "How long did I sleep for?"
"For the better part of two days," Knock Out replied.
He passed her a cup with a small amount of water in it, which she drank quickly. It felt so good to have something to quench the dryness of her throat. She gave the cup back to Knock Out.
"Two days?" she stretched and found nothing hurt like it still should have.
There was the sound of footsteps that paused outside the door, two voices talking quietly before the door opened. In walked Shockwave followed closely by a taller mech. He was silvery black, with cruel sharp edged armor around his face, shoulders, arms and legs. He put his arms behind his back, walking in with an air of respect.
"Lord Megatron," Knock Out stood up straighter, hand raised in a salute.
"Ah good," said Shockwave. "She's finally awake."
"So this is the failed test subject?" Megatron said, his voice deep and gravel, yet laced with the effect of waiting for unsuspecting prey. The taller mech stopped and looked down at Kylie, she looked up into his cold red optics, shrinking back a little, eyeing Megatron fearfully.
"Not a complete failure," Shockwave declared looking at his computer screen. "The process has merely slowed down. Although at this rate it may take months."
"Months?" Megatron asked, a dangerous undertone in his voice. "I thought you said she would be ready by now."
"How are her scans, Knock Out?" Shockwave asked.
"She shows faster healing," Knock Out answered. "Her nervous system and veins are now more like energon lines. Her organs are still organic, these are the slowest parts to change, but they are doing so slowly."
"And in your medical opinion?" Megatron pushed. "How long will this take?"
"Never seeing anything like this before," Knock Out put a digit under his chin, appearing as if he were thinking the answer carefully. "Perhaps, between two to five months."
"You are to find another subject, Shockwave," Megatron said thoughtfully.
"Of course, my Lord," came the direct reply from Shockwave.
"This first one, she shall be mine." He put a clawed digit under her chin, forcing her to look up at him and meet his optics. "Such a pretty little thing. You shall become my bonded once you have changed."
Kylie shuddered, feeling repulsed.
"And what if I have something to say about this?" came an angry voice.
Kylie instantly knew it was Steve. Her eyes widened in fear, then she shrank down and curled into a ball.
"And why would you have a say about this?" Megatron growled. "From my understanding, insect, you are merely Soundwaves little pet."
"She was my girlfriend to begin with!" Steve cried, climbing up onto the table. "She is still my girlfriend, she still belongs to me."
"And yet I, Lord Megatron, claim her," Megatron said in an annoyed voice.
"She belongs to me!" Steve growled.
"Do you not know your place here, insect?" Megatron began stroking a claw up and down along Kylies back. "Perhaps it is time for a reminder."
Steve ignored the warning, jumping up and pulling Kylie away from Megatron. She screamed as she fell back on the table, beside the man who had nearly destroyed who she was.
"I will never be yours!" she screamed. She kicked him as hard as she could in the face, hearing a crunch as she scrambled to her feet.
Steve leapt at her and knocked her down, his hands going around her throat. He quickly pulled her head forward and bashed her head down onto the table, blood dripped from his once again broken nose.
"You are always mine!" he cried, his eyes glazed over in his fury. "I told you there was no escape from me."
"Fool!" Megatron pulled Steve off of Kylie, dangling him from a leg high above the table. "You may have been Soundwaves pet, but no longer." He dragged a claw along Steve's chest, leaving a red blood trail behind it. "Shockwave. I believe I have found your newest experiment. Have fun with this piece of meat."
Steve was thrown like a rag doll to Shockwave, who in turn gave a deep, chilling laugh.
"As for you," Megatron cupped his digits around Kylie, scooping her into his palm while she yelped in surprise, nuzzling his face into her body. She choked at the smell of his breath. "I shall be seeing you soon. Keep her safe and well looked after Knock Out."
She was placed softly into Knock Out's servo's before Megatron left the room.
"Go on," Shockwave said, nodding his head at the door. "I'll check up on her later. Right now, I'm ready for some fun."
Knock Out shuddered as he hurriedly left the room, once they were out he lifted her close to his face. "I think its time I got you out of here."
The last thing Kylie heard from Steve as they headed down a corridor, was a terrified, pain filled scream.
Knock Out took Kylie to his own med bay, well lit and clean. He placed her gently on a berth then went to a drawer and pulled out a blanket, wrapping it around her softly.
Kylie wrapped the blanket around her tighter, watching every move that Knock Out made. She wondered how the autobots were, were they worried and looking for her, or had they continued on as if she had never mattered. They would be worried and would be trying to find her. Jazz had barely left her side since she had gotten there, so she knew her answer. She realised she was so calm, despite the predicament she was in. Megatron, the Lord and leader of the deceptacons, had somewhat protected her from Steve, but the cost would be she would become his. She should have been terrified, she knew she was when she first got here. Maybe this is an effect from the device?
Knock Out grabbed some boxes, a strange machine and some medical equipment, stacking them all up. He transformed into a beautiful red car with gold rims, his holoform stepped out and placed everything in the boot of his alt mode. He then transformed back in his bi pedal form and picked her up.
He opened the door, checking to make sure no one was nearby. He locked it after he left and they headed down a corridor. It didn't take long before they had reached a doorway and they were outside. Luckily there was no one currently patrolling, so with a few metal grating sounds, Kylie found herself sitting in the passenger seat of Knock Out, tearing away from the deceptacon base and towards freedom.
Sorry for any and all spelling mistakes. I'm using my phones internet to post seeing as how home internet isn't quite working.
Violet duchess: Kylie didn't get Steve with a fry pan, but she did kick him. :D so his finally getting what he deserves.
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