FF: Okay, this one chapter kickstarts most of the action that will happen REALLY soon. It's a bit dark and scary, but what story would this be without evil? Read now.

In a dark control room, a tall thin pale man sat in a chair behind a plain wooden desk, barren of anything on it. The man's eyes were unreadable and unseen behind thick glossy lenses, as he monitored the screens in front of him, disgorging much information. After all, he had many scouts and informants.

The man did not move a muscle as his assistant came into the room, holding a clipboard with much delicious data of the subject most likely.

"Apparently, she remembers much of our…wonderful time together." He spoke without turning, his voice dark and sinister.

"Yes sir." The assistant avoided looking at the man. The assistant hated him with all her heart. He had done a horrible wrong to her and yet she was forced to serve him. One day, she would have revenge. Right now, she had to pay attention.

"However, despite the strong feelings that hamper her abilities of control, she has gotten and is getting stronger. Though we must take into account that she is well along in her pregnancy. She is slower and more cautious."

"Yes sir."

"She could be a potential threat to our operation, if she proves stronger than we thought. We must NOT underestimate her again."

"Yes sir."

"How far has her power gone? That gene was so unstable."

"She can use the fire at will, though she hasn't used it much recently. Her temper obviously controls the abilities when enraged and her flame temperatures have been estimated at reaching plasma level, although they strangely don't damage her at the extreme temperatures sir."

"I see. She is dangerous and powerful. That power could be used. I strain the word could."

"Yes sir."

"Have the restraints been tested?"

"Yes sir."

"The machines? Are they in working order?"

"Yes sir. They are up and running."

"Good. When we steal her from the Decepticons, since they will no doubt capture her first, prepare the chamber which we will experiment in."

"Yes sir. It shall be done."

"…Has vial 3-14 been completed?"

"It is finishing up sir."

"Very good indeed."

"Sir?"

"What?"

"Why are you smiling?"

"I simply cannot wait to inject her with it."

"B-but sir! It is experimental! We don't know what effects it will have an organic material, let alone mutated mechanical beings!"

"Then it'll be a wonderful experiment as we find out."

The thin man grinned at his chair. It was a gross, distorted smile of evil intent, of pleasure at other's suffering.

"After all, we scientists just love a good experiment…

Even if the outcome is fatal…"

FF: oooh, scary! Anyways, I must take a break from the laptop so farewell until next update!