Okay here's the continuation J
Part Two
Lite Wing stared her eyes Open but inside was nothing but turmoil. Throwing my life away, yah that's exactly Kangarat would put it; she thought her head bending down to touch the slick cool surface of the metal table.
"Excuse me? Miss?" Lite Wing lifted her head her blue optics met a yellow pair.
"Yah?" Lite Wing answered her voice slightly shaky.
"I'm supposed to take you to repair bay 12... I don't want to force you or anything. After all it's just-."
"Your job," Lite Wing finished for the bot.
"Yah, uh this way," He moved toward the door as she slowly stood up the chair screeching back, away from the table.
"I'm coming," Lite Wing sighed as she walked out the door and toward her new life. A life she didn't even know if she truly wanted.
*
"So this is what I have to work with?!" The voice sounded amused. "I'll have her done in a week easy."
"Good, Fix her up and then get a hold of me." Back Alley responded examining a tool. "What's this do?" He asked turning to the Medic. The Red and gold bot swiped it from Back Alleys hands and shook it at him.
"Its a reverse polarity tool. Don't point it at anyone unless you want their spark jumping bodies," Back Alley smiled grabbing it back.
"Maybe this can make Turbulence listen to me," he muttered lifting the tool up and into the light so he could get a better look at it as the medic jumped up and retook it. "Hey!"
"Don't hey me! This is Dangerous equipment!"
"Dangerous is my middle name." Back Alley responded taking the instrument from his hand.
"Get out of here before I pound ya!"
"Sure Scalpel. I got to go hook up with a certain spy that needs to learn a lesson. Seeya around!" Scalpel shook his head as he grabbed some equipment and exited the medbay.
"Someday that 'bots gonna learn a lesson."
"What sort of lesson?"
"Drill bit!" Scalpel yelled dropping the various items.
"Oops." The smaller bot dropped to the floor grabbing the items and placing them in a box. Scalpel sighed and shook his head.
"So I take it he's always like this." A femme voice said causing Scalpel to look away from the mess. It was the femme he was supposed to re-make. Basically give her a brand new body for just a spy job. He couldn't imagine why she agreed to this she already had a fine body after all.
"Uh, I'm Lite Wing and is he always like this?" Lite Wing bit her lip as they medic snapped out of whatever trance he had been in.
"Uh, yah. Always," he stammered and Lite Wing raised an Eyebrow.
"I'm supposed to go to.... uh," She looked down at the bot or Drill bit as she guessed his name was.
"Repair bay 12." He supplied picking up the box.
"Oh yes, repair bay 12! Right this way," Scalpel turned leading the way.
"Is he always like this?" Lite Wing muttered to Drill bit. The smaller bot smiled and nodded.
"With every single Femme that comes through here. Every single one."
*
They had been in the repair bay as they called it for a mega cycle and was still asking her questions... or he had been till about a cycle ago when Drill bit had told him someone had dropped by to see him and he had left.
Lite Wing sighed and looked at her self in one of the mirrors that were in the room. This mirror showed was full length and she could see her self quite well in it. Her face was a light blue and her emotions reflected clearly in her crystal blue optics. The helmet she wore a top her head was a dark blue with what appeared to be silver feathers placed in small patterns in various places upon it. Her facial features were described by many as pretty but she didn't really care about that.
She lifted up her dark blue arm that changed to silver at the elbow and then to a crystal blue hand
that ended up touching the mirror hand she closed her optics. Her midriff was a dark blue with crystal blue patterns of flames that flowed into a deep blue abdomen. Lite Wings lower body was lined with silver and her thighs and upper legs were dark blue. Her lower legs and feet were encased in what some cold describe as silver-blue boots with lines of metal 'feathers' around the knee area and above her feet.
Lite Wing sighed and turned surprised when she heard the shuffle of metal feet the room. "So what do you think of Silver, light blue and black?" Scalpel asked smiling. Lite Wing nodded and he smiled. "So do you object to switching that car mode for a jet? I mean now your name will actually fit your alternate mode. Of course you have to chose a new name and all but-"
"A Jet mode would be terrific." Lite Wing nodded. "Now what are you going to do to me first?" Scalpel smiled and motioned for her to lie back onto the Table.
"You'll be in repair mode for the entire process. Your Jet mode was previously picked out, it's not exactly top of the line but it's not junk either. It was popular among 'bots a few years ago for its speed and maneuverability. It also has some modifications for you that will make it more versatile, faster, have more agility and even has some semi-good weapons."
"So what is it?"
"A phi-90c fighter," He laughed as Lite Wings mouth opened slightly. "I know, it was hard to find a dealer that would change your mode to it then and it was hard now to but we just did and the program came in 5 cycles ago." He sighed and reached up and tapped her helmet. "Now you go into repair mode for me and when you wake up it'll be just like Christmas."
"Christmas?"
"DRILL BIT!" was the last thing Lite Wing heard before her repair mode over took her and she slept.
*
"So, how is she?" Back Alley entered the repair bay as Scalpel was going over the last bit of paper work on Lite Wings new body. He was tossing a rubber ball up in the air. Scalpel looked up his mouth open. "And no. I'm not drill bit. So please don't say it." He said his fingers curled around the ball as he pointed at Scalpel.
"She's fine," Scalpel shrugged and caught the rubber ball with ease when it was thrown to him. Everything worked out just fine with the new circuits and everything. She should be about done recharging.
"Really and you say this on the pretense of what?"
"I say it on the fact she's waking up now." Back Alley turned as Scalpel shook his head.
"Oh, man do I have a pinched circuit!" Lite Wing muttered raising a silver-black hand to her face. Her eyes widened as she placed her hands in front of her.
"Why don't you come look in the mirror?" Scalpel put down the ball on the desk, it rolled of and onto the floor. Lite Wing stood her legs slightly shaking from the oddness of being a taller and sleeker than she was used to. Lite Wing collected her balance and walked over to the mirror. What met her optics was not she.
Her optics were still shocking blue though her face was silver with a slight blue tint to it. Her Upper and lower body was black with lines of silver fire on her sides and upper midriff. Her thighs and upper legs were midnight black. Her arms and legs below the elbow and knee were a silver black color that was startling to see. The 'feathers remained on her black helmet and around the knee area, there was also black flames that tinted the silver black even darker around her wrists and ankles. She had a crystal blue flame circle around her upper right arm right below the curve of her shoulder.
Lite Wing lifted her arm and touched the mirror, on her back was a pair of jet wings that were midnight black with silver linings. She closed her optics in a moment of silence.
"Lite-," Back Alley was cu off as she quickly turned.
"So what type of weapons is this baby stocked with?"
Back Alley laughed at that as Drill bit entered the room. Scalpel turned to him and smiled. "Drill Bit, go get the Sims ready... and set them for program 12-5 phi-kappa. All right? Lite Wing needs to try out her new body." Drill bit nodded and turned to leave and as he did Lite Wing spoke up.
"No, I can't use the name Lite Wing anymore. I'd prefer to be called," She paused and Drill Bit stopped in his tracks as she finished. "Darc Wing."
Back Alley and Scalpel nodded and Back Alley laughed, "Perfect."
No, not
perfect. Thought Drill Bit, Throwing
a bots life away is far from
perfect. Far from perfect indeed.
*
Lite Wing glided through the air of the simulator. It was amazing as she shot down target after Target carefree. Before sure she would do this, sure she would have fun but she never let herself enjoy anything and she couldn't even enjoy her new body now... after all her mission started next week. Of course that would also mean she would have to leave this new place for a lie. Lite Wing brought her self around flying close to the ground.
Near the entrance she stopped in midair and transformed her form shifting to her all too new robot mode. Drill bit was their waiting, he smiled.
"Enjoy the run?" She nodded grabbing a towel from a side rack she brushed off smudges of dust and dirt on her arms and face figuring she could get the rest later.
"Uh, Lite... I mean Darc(pronounced Dark) Wing," She turned to face the smaller bot as he talked. "Back Alley wants to talk to you in conference room 3b... it about your mission."
Lite Wing scowled and headed in the direction of the Energon showers, "Tell him I'll be there in 10 cycles, all right?" She called over her shoulder. Drill bit nodded dropping a pile of towels.
"Oh man!" Leaning over he shuffled the clean towels back into his hands and into a chute. "Why do I have to do everything?" He muttered before slipping on a smudge of slick Energon and falling face first into the hard metal floor. "Uhmmmph! Why me?" He asked looking up before his head clanged back to the metal floor.
To be continued in next part….