DMK: Okay... here's chapter two! I hope you people will enjoy it...
DISCLAIMER: I own Caitlin and the Minicon Sideswipe. The idea of turning a dying human into a Transformer is all the other people's who thought of it before me.

Hotshot: *is off in some undisclosed location, unconscious from everyone hitting him*

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CHAPTER 2


Red-Alert typed furiously on a nearby console, reading and analyzing the data. He had been there for what seemed like days, trying to find a way to perform this procedure successfully. He'd be slagged if he gave up now.

Optimus silently walked into the med bay, and strode over to the medic. Red-Alert? You've been at this for too long, take a break.

He shook his head. Impossible. Not when I'm so close.

The Autobot leader looked from the prone form of Caitlin to the huge metal box that lay beside her. Will it work?

There's a fifty-fifty chance.

And if not?

Then I suppose there's nothing more we can do for her... Red-Alert trailed off. He typed in one more set of numbers into the keypad. There. Now, let's see if we can do this.

Do what? It was Scavenger. He stepped toward the other two silently, his stance and expression still somber.

I'm attempting to convert Caitlin's particular brain waves into a bionic code, much like our own. If that's successful, we can then, in esscence, transfer her mind into any form we choose.

How is that possible? She's... The often stiff mech stopped. He hated saying that word, nearly choking on it. ...dead, right?

Not completely. I've been sending a periodic series of faint electrical impulses through her body. It's enough to keep her alive for now, but once turned off, yes, her human body will die.

The other two Transformers' faces fell. There's no chance of her being able to live normally again? Optimus asked grimly.

Not as a human.

So you mean you're trying to... Prime let it hang.

Place her soul into the body of a Transfomer, yes. And now, let's see if my hypothesis is correct. I'm beginning the conversion... now.

The machine placed in between the huge metal box that seemed like a coffin and the medical table the fading girl's body was on began to give an electric whirr as it powered on. For the next two minutes, the three Transformers were deathly silent, reading the feedback from the computer with scrutiny. Spontaneously, the machine stopped.



he read over the data. He did a double-take and read it again. ...it worked!

There was a unanimous sigh of elation in the room. So now what?

I can now upload her mind into the Transformer body I've chosen for her. I think you'll be pleased with the design.

Optimus and Scavenger looked to the metal box. In response, Red-Alert pressed a button, causing the walls to fold away. They both smiled upon seeing the femme body.

Let's do it.


TBC

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DMK: So, how was that? These chapters will mainly be short though, sorry if that drives people crazy. I can't believe people actually LIKE this... hehe... guess my friend was RIGHT...