Alina, or now Nightlight, had to stay in the medbay for a while so Knockout could check some statistics, but they were fine.
The femme had slight wobble problems when she first walked, but didn't show it. Megatron walked out of the medbay into the aisle with her. Only now she did realize that the size of her body was just up to the warlord's chest, more or less at the level where the symbol was, so to speak.
In the slight reflection she recognized her colors: blue with black and purple decorations on the wings, legs, chest or even on her head.
"We'll get you an AltMode first. Since you're a seeker, you need something like a jet or something like that." A nod came and Nightlight stumbled slightly over her own legs. The warlord reacted quickly, however, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards him.
The femme was slightly embarrassed and covered her face. Megatron gently pulled her hands away and grinned at her. "Somebody's energon was shot in the cheek," he laughed slightly mockingly.
Nightlight stared at the ground, then the warlord lifted her face and kissed her on the lips. There had been several kisses between the two, but this was the first time that Nightlight was a Transformer herself.
After a short while both went on to the command center of the Nemesis, approached Soundwave. Some Vehicons briefly saw their leader and the femme, but all Decepticons knew of the experiments.
"Soundwave, I need all Jet-Fighters models and everything in that direction". The TIC gave a slight nod and typed on the keyboard. Many models of jets then appeared on the computer screen. Nightlight pointed there.
"I take this". "Sure?" Megatron asked and a sure nod came. The Femme then scanned the model of a Lockheed Martin F-35 Lightning II.
Then Megatron went through a few reports on Datapads, with a grim expression on his face, before he and Nightlight went back to the aisles. The Second-In-Command met them there.
"Starscream, come with me! I need you on the upper deck now!". The seeker winced slightly, but obediently followed his master.
A light breeze hit Nightlight's faceplate. It was a bright day, but very cloudy.
"How ... do I transform... because now", the femme asked shyly. "Just think of what you want to transform into. The same applies if you want to transform into a human again.
Understood, the woman closed her eyes. She jumped up, clicks sounded, and Nightlight changed to her Jetmode, which was mostly blue and sometimes had black and purple decorations. Sherose immediately into the air.
A feeling of joy came over her when she tried several somersaults or other tricks. She was flying in the air, many meters above the ground.
"WAHOOOOO!"
Megatron and Starscream watched the action from the deck of the nemesis. "I have to say Master, she's only been one of us for few cycles now and yet she has mastered it as if she's been a Cybertronian her whole life."
The warlord looked at his Second-In-Command. "Indeed, Starscream, she does". A grin darted across his face.
Nightlight flew back to the Nemesis and landed in front of the two with a transformation. She grinned slightly, Starscream returned. Before Megatron could say a word, her servos turned into energonblasters. Starscream got a fright and fell backwards, then the femme laughed and Megatron couldn't help it either.
"Scared of a Femme, Starscream?" He looked at the lord angrily and stood up again. "Of course not, Lord Megatron".
The femme looked at her blasters and the missile launchers on her forearms. Then she transformed her hands again, this time into two black and gray blades.
Megatron grinned even more. "Impressive," he said, and the femme looked up at him. "I will make sure that you use your weapons skillfully. Starscream will teach you even more flight techniques also how you use your weapons."
Nightlight nodded and went back in with Megatron. As she passed, she noticed Starscream's diabolical grin. But she thought nothing of it and came next to Megatron.
The look on her face revealed that she couldn't wait to exercise and learn more about her new body and beyond.
