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Accident
Chapter Nine: New recruit Lightning strike
The ride, or for some...drive back to the base was long. Playing fire fighter...or recovery wasn't an easy job. Not to mention the pains of trying to run, dodge bullets, lasers, ect. Everyone just about was...simply...wore out..tired..pooped...wasted in tons of backbreaking, circuit confusion, and tiredness. Carlos was snoring in hotshots back seat while hotshot himself was gabbing on to Carlos about his battle and his new tactics and how he kicked decepticon can. However...carlos was sleeping but oh well, hotshot didn't know that. Alexis rode with blurr, just staring out the window vacantly and lost. Thinking about the days events.
Kolata, and her fake parents, who turned out to be a super secret science freak organization. They attacked the both of them, but finally made a clean getaway, but then again, a minicon was traced to the building. And then the decepticons show up. They've collected all the parts to the hydracannon, and what....what about...star scream? He looked as if he enjoyed...enjoyed being back...with the decepticons. He enjoyed fighting hotshot, and he enjoyed the fresh spilled energon on his hands. Did his stay with the autobots or the children mean anything to him? Or was it all just an act. People....or gigantic robots come and go as time passes. Alexis sighed and rested her head on the tightened part of the seat belt, making a makeshift pillow of sorts.
Rad sat silently with Optimus. Had things really gotten this bad? The good guys were all ways suppose to win...right? Didn't they have the right to battle. Even the smallest being can make a difference...Kolata did, they could too, but they got caught and haulted. As for the organization, why did they want Kolata, what did they do to her so many years ago? So many questions, so few answers. Why, why why, what, how when? Yes, no, maybe, somethings gotta give. What would become of the earth? Mankind? How, no What were they going to do. This was turning out to be one of those stories you only hear a simple sentence about, 'oh yeah the bad guys won, but it didn't end'. Was this how their story would end. Just with the 'bad' guys or would it continue? Rad didn't know, and he couldn't find the answers he seeked.
Heavy breathing under the music of the radio in sideswipes cab. Tired and well spent night running in the deadly flames, sliding in melted shoes across the hot metal. Almost killed by some biker decepticon. But a new minicon was found, and it had links to her past...her most deadly and confusing past. But this was different, not like rad, carlos, or alexis' minicons, it was as if the minicon was her and she was the minicon. It would sound kind of corny to some, but it was true, two bodies, same being but connected in some weird way. She looked at lighting strike for a while, she was tired but she had to know.
"Lighting strike....are you a boy or a girl?" The minicon beeped and buzzed at her angrily. And made flailing motions with it's arms. "sorry sorry. So which are you?" the minicon gave one angry beep, and then calmly buzzed it's answer. (Translation: WHAAAAT!!!? You don't KNOW!? COME ON!? HELLO HUMAN!? You should KNOW! Ya know!? Right!? Kolata: sorry sorry, so which are you? GYAAAA! Hmm......I am a girl..thank you very much!:end translation) "um...sorry. So what do you transform into? Or do you have to scan something, unless you might of already right?" the minicon beeped, which sounded light laughing, Kolata turned her head in confusion. "What? Did you already scan something or what?" the minicon nodded. "really what did you scan?" The minicon laughed and then beeped out it's answer.
"WHAT.....beeeeep=shhhhhh sorry....what...are you talking about you scanned that creepy sensei of the grim reaper guy?" Beep ba= Yep! "So what will you turn into a metallic being or something else? I don't get it." Be ba beep ba bzz da beep buzz uombe beep ba bo buzzeba beep ba bobeeep= It means what it means, I will turn into a motorcycle and you will be the metallic being. "What?" Kolata said in shock. Lightning strike clasped her hand over kolata's mouth. Beeeep ba de ba beeps doebe= Shhhhhh, we'll privately later Kolata nodded and lighting strike took away her hand. "After the meeting alright." Lighting strike nodded. The car ride was dark, no lights no bright stars. So lighting strike looked like a pair of bright neon green eyes.
The kids including Kolata and lighting strike, fell asleep on the ride back. Rad, alexis and carlos had cleared it with their parents that they'd be staying the night at a friends house, and since their parents were cool like that, nodded and asked no such questions as of where these friends were. Which was also a good thing, it would worry their parents to tell them "oh yeah mom, dad, I'll be staying in a super secure metal base with my gigantic robot friends who just got back from defeating their arch nemesis in battle over a highly destructive sword shield and a cannon, who when they divide turn into tiny robots instead, which is cool and all but yeah can I?" Imagine the looks on their faces and their response huh? (like this .--?!? Huuuh?!)
Lighting strike shook Kolata until she sighed. Kolata, the rock hard sleeper. She did have a long day. Lighting strike took the easy way instead; she just picked Kolata up and got out of sideswipes cab. The other kids were stretching and yawning, and they all came over to the new minicon recruit. "Hey" carlos said running over. Rad ran after carlos and gave a little wave, while alexis followed behind the two boys. Lighting strike nodded. The bots yelled transform and all left the kids to chat and to tell lighting strike to come to the conference room with Kolata when they were all finished. Every one nodded and agreed, wake up first, then simple diplomatics, and then bed. The rest could wait until morning.
Tanks of liquids bubbling, emptying, wires clinging to every part of the body, pulling nagging, hard with sharp needle like pains. The wires yanked from the back the legs the arms the neck the collar bones, as the muscle so weak in a spazzuming state collapse into a doctors arms. The white light, the hard press of the operating table. The sharp clean knife glimmering in the light, soon used to open the fresh light colored skin. The pain, the confusion, the bright light, the noises, all scrambling in her head, all becoming one, confusion, fright, blood, light. All scrambling into one monster, the monster that stole her memories before these terrible times, the monster who lingers in twilight and refuses to return to her what rightfully belongs to her.
The cold knife pressed to her skin, slowly but painfully breaking open her skin, they toodled around, they moved some organs, made room they poked and proded. She closed her eyes, they thought she was sleeping, but she was awake enduring the entire thing. The tingling feeling came to her, and soon the in and out stitching of the needle and dissolving thread making way in her skin to sew her back together again. Everything came back together in minutes, the docters gasped in shock and amazement, while others got the next gurney ready. Swaying on her thoughts she grasped the will to move.
The docters heaved her over and then she grasped it. She swung her leg in the air and kicked one in the head, she rolled on her side and kickd the ones behind. And rolled off the gurnee to try to get away, soon something hit her in the back of the head. It pulled and soon she was hit in her legs, she was pulled backwards, the wires, the pain, the needles, all draining her. she pulled and she fought. What to do but run. The docters watched in malice, none had the look of pity in their eyes. She was afraid of those eyes. The eyes of greed. She closed her eyes and screamed, the wires and cords backlashed and then tightend around her neck, and pulled. She tried to wriggle free, but soon an electric shock was surged through the cords and wire to her body. Making the monster, the monster of her fears grow, as she sunk into submissiveness, and the dark.
Kolata's eyes flung open searching for something to grab as her back bowed in an ark and as she gasped desperately for air. She couldn't see everything was a blur. The monster, the monster, had it returned? She grabbed on to the thing looming over her, and held tight, the fear that had rendered her helpless now helped her as she transformed, her eyes went orchid purple, glowing with a dangerous fear gaze, as her hair turned to her natural white silver color, lashing out with the help of an invisible gust of wind. As her muscles worked as one to stand from her bowing back. And jump to the floor. Soon a wave of an aroma poured over her, it was like flowers, a meadow, a forest, the mountains, the sunrise, the sun set, the twilight. It was all she wanted it was freedom.
Kolata opened her eyes to see neon glowing green eyes. She was on her knees, her hair flowing back down and turning back, while her eyes, that were still bright with fear were casing an errie purple glow on the metallic floor. it's alright a voice whispered into her mind. She looked around in fear and then to the minicon holding her hands. It's me, lighting strike Kolata looked and then focused on the blurr with the neon green eyes. The minicon from the fire, the minicon from the lab. Kolata remembered and the monster sunk down into silence once more. Kolata foucused on the minicon. She was blue with glowing green eyes, she seemed taller than the other minicons just about human sized. She had yellow lighting bolts down her sides and on her humanoid like face. On the sides of her face were little lighting bolts as well, she was armed with guns on her arms, and lasers on her shoulders, not to forget the blades on her wrists that emerge like the claws of a cat when needed.
Kolata's eyes began to settle and then swirled back to the blue color they once were disguised as. Kolata sat on the floor unnerved. Are you alright? "Yes, why?" You screamed and then grabbed me and transformed "Sorry, but...how can you speak to me in my mind?" I'm unsure but I'll tell you...you also came from that lab yes? I have it all stored in my memory banks and you should know, because you were also a part of the experiment "Yes, I came from the lab, please.....tell me..." Lighting strike nodded.
Kolata, you were part of an experiment, I don't know where you came from but, I know you aren't as human as you look. The experiment went on for two years or so, I was locked up behind glass, dormant but completely aware of the events. The scientists talked and quarreled over you. But then you were no simpler than human. Your body was made up of cloned organs, taken from the strongest. Your heart, came from a cloned indentical heart that the fastest runner in the world has. Your lungs were copied from the best diver in the world who could go to the deepest crevice of the ocean. Your organs were copied from the best humans in the world. Your blood however, was synthetic but also reproduced through cloning. Your blood is special because it has never been before, you have O type blood, the universal blood of your species, but also on each cell of you blood, is a nano-byte. A micro computer chip almost. Your skin cells also have this nano-byte technology as well. You were just brought in one day, it was a rainy day, they tinkered and tooled and made special organs for your body, you stayed sleeping, you never woke up. You were silent and it looked as if you were dead, but the doctors would say day after day, "there is our little girl, she will be what she will be." They experimented day after day. Night to dawns rising. Soon you were complete, the nano-technology and the effort had paied off. You were human, but then you were not. Soon it called on having myself added into the mix. They took samples from me in my dormant state, it wasn't pleasant, but the succeeded. Soon they implanted that into you, and into the system of the nano-bytes. It connected us I presume, however you didn't wake up. Soon they began to worry, soon they began to become frantic. You were fading, and I was fading, your pains were my pains. We both were going into the dark. Soon they put us together to take the pictures for future reference, and for future science experiments. No mistake would be made twice. As your heart was fading, and as my disc was moved closer, the connection between us grew stronger. Soon I was almost active, the light spilled forth from my disc as I pulled out of dormancy, but I was still held back. Your heart was still beating then as your skin became less of pale and your breathing took over again. I guess I could not awake unless you were also in conciseness. Soon the scientists grabbed my panel and put it back in the glass prison, and locked me behind the metallic wall. You had been achieved, you were complete. They trained you, they trapped you in the glass prison, they used you for observation. You had become a part of me, and me a part of you. They observed the signals between us. And they observed your abilities. Soon you could comprehend things. And soon I never saw you again, you were taken to a room down the hall. And you never came back, until the night of the fire, tonight. When you were in trouble, I activated, you were conscious and in need, that flared our connection and set me free. While fighting that sideways, I scanned him. I will not become his humanoid form when I transform, but I will become the motorcycle and you the rider. Because of our bond, our connection, and the nano-technology, you and I can communicate, but you can also use your other form as well as another one. You also have a somewhat of a robotic form, the nano-technology in your body can power up and give you the power to create a metal suit with your skin, you are your own shield if you try. You are the rider, the unique one, I am the minicon, the unique one. Through our connection we are one, the unique one.
Kolata nodded some what in disbelief, but in truth. This minicon, lighting strike, was right. It was all strange of course, it was all 'weird' but it was true, but if lighting strike knew of this, who else did? But then again...lighting strike only knew of her the day they brought her to the labs, did that mean she had a life before then? Was she normal before the moment, or was it all a lie, masked by scientific observations and glass? Soon everything was weighing down on her brain she didn't know what to think, but lighting strike was right. The connection was real. But what of this secondary identity, she could form an armor? She was the rider, lighting strike was the bike, the minicon. She was activated when lightning strike was almost activated, but then lighting strike activated to save her. Their connection was already strong, what could they do with this bond? Extraordinary things.
OOOKAY! How did you like it? Good? Bad? Are you Surprised? :D Big surprise huh? Well this helps tell us what some of her past is, but can she uncover the rest of it..or will she want to uncover the rest of it? I hope you enjoyed it, please Review, it's the little button on the left that says go. Please review and I shall write more. Sorry for the long wait, but I'mmmm baaaack! See you later! And Thank you! Zeheria
TO ALL WHOM REVIEWED: THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!! I LOVE ALL OF YOU! SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! ENJOY! YAAAAY! SUGOI! ; that should do...for now..hehehee...:D Enjoy! Zeheria
Accident
Chapter Nine: New recruit Lightning strike
The ride, or for some...drive back to the base was long. Playing fire fighter...or recovery wasn't an easy job. Not to mention the pains of trying to run, dodge bullets, lasers, ect. Everyone just about was...simply...wore out..tired..pooped...wasted in tons of backbreaking, circuit confusion, and tiredness. Carlos was snoring in hotshots back seat while hotshot himself was gabbing on to Carlos about his battle and his new tactics and how he kicked decepticon can. However...carlos was sleeping but oh well, hotshot didn't know that. Alexis rode with blurr, just staring out the window vacantly and lost. Thinking about the days events.
Kolata, and her fake parents, who turned out to be a super secret science freak organization. They attacked the both of them, but finally made a clean getaway, but then again, a minicon was traced to the building. And then the decepticons show up. They've collected all the parts to the hydracannon, and what....what about...star scream? He looked as if he enjoyed...enjoyed being back...with the decepticons. He enjoyed fighting hotshot, and he enjoyed the fresh spilled energon on his hands. Did his stay with the autobots or the children mean anything to him? Or was it all just an act. People....or gigantic robots come and go as time passes. Alexis sighed and rested her head on the tightened part of the seat belt, making a makeshift pillow of sorts.
Rad sat silently with Optimus. Had things really gotten this bad? The good guys were all ways suppose to win...right? Didn't they have the right to battle. Even the smallest being can make a difference...Kolata did, they could too, but they got caught and haulted. As for the organization, why did they want Kolata, what did they do to her so many years ago? So many questions, so few answers. Why, why why, what, how when? Yes, no, maybe, somethings gotta give. What would become of the earth? Mankind? How, no What were they going to do. This was turning out to be one of those stories you only hear a simple sentence about, 'oh yeah the bad guys won, but it didn't end'. Was this how their story would end. Just with the 'bad' guys or would it continue? Rad didn't know, and he couldn't find the answers he seeked.
Heavy breathing under the music of the radio in sideswipes cab. Tired and well spent night running in the deadly flames, sliding in melted shoes across the hot metal. Almost killed by some biker decepticon. But a new minicon was found, and it had links to her past...her most deadly and confusing past. But this was different, not like rad, carlos, or alexis' minicons, it was as if the minicon was her and she was the minicon. It would sound kind of corny to some, but it was true, two bodies, same being but connected in some weird way. She looked at lighting strike for a while, she was tired but she had to know.
"Lighting strike....are you a boy or a girl?" The minicon beeped and buzzed at her angrily. And made flailing motions with it's arms. "sorry sorry. So which are you?" the minicon gave one angry beep, and then calmly buzzed it's answer. (Translation: WHAAAAT!!!? You don't KNOW!? COME ON!? HELLO HUMAN!? You should KNOW! Ya know!? Right!? Kolata: sorry sorry, so which are you? GYAAAA! Hmm......I am a girl..thank you very much!:end translation) "um...sorry. So what do you transform into? Or do you have to scan something, unless you might of already right?" the minicon beeped, which sounded light laughing, Kolata turned her head in confusion. "What? Did you already scan something or what?" the minicon nodded. "really what did you scan?" The minicon laughed and then beeped out it's answer.
"WHAT.....beeeeep=shhhhhh sorry....what...are you talking about you scanned that creepy sensei of the grim reaper guy?" Beep ba= Yep! "So what will you turn into a metallic being or something else? I don't get it." Be ba beep ba bzz da beep buzz uombe beep ba bo buzzeba beep ba bobeeep= It means what it means, I will turn into a motorcycle and you will be the metallic being. "What?" Kolata said in shock. Lightning strike clasped her hand over kolata's mouth. Beeeep ba de ba beeps doebe= Shhhhhh, we'll privately later Kolata nodded and lighting strike took away her hand. "After the meeting alright." Lighting strike nodded. The car ride was dark, no lights no bright stars. So lighting strike looked like a pair of bright neon green eyes.
The kids including Kolata and lighting strike, fell asleep on the ride back. Rad, alexis and carlos had cleared it with their parents that they'd be staying the night at a friends house, and since their parents were cool like that, nodded and asked no such questions as of where these friends were. Which was also a good thing, it would worry their parents to tell them "oh yeah mom, dad, I'll be staying in a super secure metal base with my gigantic robot friends who just got back from defeating their arch nemesis in battle over a highly destructive sword shield and a cannon, who when they divide turn into tiny robots instead, which is cool and all but yeah can I?" Imagine the looks on their faces and their response huh? (like this .--?!? Huuuh?!)
Lighting strike shook Kolata until she sighed. Kolata, the rock hard sleeper. She did have a long day. Lighting strike took the easy way instead; she just picked Kolata up and got out of sideswipes cab. The other kids were stretching and yawning, and they all came over to the new minicon recruit. "Hey" carlos said running over. Rad ran after carlos and gave a little wave, while alexis followed behind the two boys. Lighting strike nodded. The bots yelled transform and all left the kids to chat and to tell lighting strike to come to the conference room with Kolata when they were all finished. Every one nodded and agreed, wake up first, then simple diplomatics, and then bed. The rest could wait until morning.
Tanks of liquids bubbling, emptying, wires clinging to every part of the body, pulling nagging, hard with sharp needle like pains. The wires yanked from the back the legs the arms the neck the collar bones, as the muscle so weak in a spazzuming state collapse into a doctors arms. The white light, the hard press of the operating table. The sharp clean knife glimmering in the light, soon used to open the fresh light colored skin. The pain, the confusion, the bright light, the noises, all scrambling in her head, all becoming one, confusion, fright, blood, light. All scrambling into one monster, the monster that stole her memories before these terrible times, the monster who lingers in twilight and refuses to return to her what rightfully belongs to her.
The cold knife pressed to her skin, slowly but painfully breaking open her skin, they toodled around, they moved some organs, made room they poked and proded. She closed her eyes, they thought she was sleeping, but she was awake enduring the entire thing. The tingling feeling came to her, and soon the in and out stitching of the needle and dissolving thread making way in her skin to sew her back together again. Everything came back together in minutes, the docters gasped in shock and amazement, while others got the next gurney ready. Swaying on her thoughts she grasped the will to move.
The docters heaved her over and then she grasped it. She swung her leg in the air and kicked one in the head, she rolled on her side and kickd the ones behind. And rolled off the gurnee to try to get away, soon something hit her in the back of the head. It pulled and soon she was hit in her legs, she was pulled backwards, the wires, the pain, the needles, all draining her. she pulled and she fought. What to do but run. The docters watched in malice, none had the look of pity in their eyes. She was afraid of those eyes. The eyes of greed. She closed her eyes and screamed, the wires and cords backlashed and then tightend around her neck, and pulled. She tried to wriggle free, but soon an electric shock was surged through the cords and wire to her body. Making the monster, the monster of her fears grow, as she sunk into submissiveness, and the dark.
Kolata's eyes flung open searching for something to grab as her back bowed in an ark and as she gasped desperately for air. She couldn't see everything was a blur. The monster, the monster, had it returned? She grabbed on to the thing looming over her, and held tight, the fear that had rendered her helpless now helped her as she transformed, her eyes went orchid purple, glowing with a dangerous fear gaze, as her hair turned to her natural white silver color, lashing out with the help of an invisible gust of wind. As her muscles worked as one to stand from her bowing back. And jump to the floor. Soon a wave of an aroma poured over her, it was like flowers, a meadow, a forest, the mountains, the sunrise, the sun set, the twilight. It was all she wanted it was freedom.
Kolata opened her eyes to see neon glowing green eyes. She was on her knees, her hair flowing back down and turning back, while her eyes, that were still bright with fear were casing an errie purple glow on the metallic floor. it's alright a voice whispered into her mind. She looked around in fear and then to the minicon holding her hands. It's me, lighting strike Kolata looked and then focused on the blurr with the neon green eyes. The minicon from the fire, the minicon from the lab. Kolata remembered and the monster sunk down into silence once more. Kolata foucused on the minicon. She was blue with glowing green eyes, she seemed taller than the other minicons just about human sized. She had yellow lighting bolts down her sides and on her humanoid like face. On the sides of her face were little lighting bolts as well, she was armed with guns on her arms, and lasers on her shoulders, not to forget the blades on her wrists that emerge like the claws of a cat when needed.
Kolata's eyes began to settle and then swirled back to the blue color they once were disguised as. Kolata sat on the floor unnerved. Are you alright? "Yes, why?" You screamed and then grabbed me and transformed "Sorry, but...how can you speak to me in my mind?" I'm unsure but I'll tell you...you also came from that lab yes? I have it all stored in my memory banks and you should know, because you were also a part of the experiment "Yes, I came from the lab, please.....tell me..." Lighting strike nodded.
Kolata, you were part of an experiment, I don't know where you came from but, I know you aren't as human as you look. The experiment went on for two years or so, I was locked up behind glass, dormant but completely aware of the events. The scientists talked and quarreled over you. But then you were no simpler than human. Your body was made up of cloned organs, taken from the strongest. Your heart, came from a cloned indentical heart that the fastest runner in the world has. Your lungs were copied from the best diver in the world who could go to the deepest crevice of the ocean. Your organs were copied from the best humans in the world. Your blood however, was synthetic but also reproduced through cloning. Your blood is special because it has never been before, you have O type blood, the universal blood of your species, but also on each cell of you blood, is a nano-byte. A micro computer chip almost. Your skin cells also have this nano-byte technology as well. You were just brought in one day, it was a rainy day, they tinkered and tooled and made special organs for your body, you stayed sleeping, you never woke up. You were silent and it looked as if you were dead, but the doctors would say day after day, "there is our little girl, she will be what she will be." They experimented day after day. Night to dawns rising. Soon you were complete, the nano-technology and the effort had paied off. You were human, but then you were not. Soon it called on having myself added into the mix. They took samples from me in my dormant state, it wasn't pleasant, but the succeeded. Soon they implanted that into you, and into the system of the nano-bytes. It connected us I presume, however you didn't wake up. Soon they began to worry, soon they began to become frantic. You were fading, and I was fading, your pains were my pains. We both were going into the dark. Soon they put us together to take the pictures for future reference, and for future science experiments. No mistake would be made twice. As your heart was fading, and as my disc was moved closer, the connection between us grew stronger. Soon I was almost active, the light spilled forth from my disc as I pulled out of dormancy, but I was still held back. Your heart was still beating then as your skin became less of pale and your breathing took over again. I guess I could not awake unless you were also in conciseness. Soon the scientists grabbed my panel and put it back in the glass prison, and locked me behind the metallic wall. You had been achieved, you were complete. They trained you, they trapped you in the glass prison, they used you for observation. You had become a part of me, and me a part of you. They observed the signals between us. And they observed your abilities. Soon you could comprehend things. And soon I never saw you again, you were taken to a room down the hall. And you never came back, until the night of the fire, tonight. When you were in trouble, I activated, you were conscious and in need, that flared our connection and set me free. While fighting that sideways, I scanned him. I will not become his humanoid form when I transform, but I will become the motorcycle and you the rider. Because of our bond, our connection, and the nano-technology, you and I can communicate, but you can also use your other form as well as another one. You also have a somewhat of a robotic form, the nano-technology in your body can power up and give you the power to create a metal suit with your skin, you are your own shield if you try. You are the rider, the unique one, I am the minicon, the unique one. Through our connection we are one, the unique one.
Kolata nodded some what in disbelief, but in truth. This minicon, lighting strike, was right. It was all strange of course, it was all 'weird' but it was true, but if lighting strike knew of this, who else did? But then again...lighting strike only knew of her the day they brought her to the labs, did that mean she had a life before then? Was she normal before the moment, or was it all a lie, masked by scientific observations and glass? Soon everything was weighing down on her brain she didn't know what to think, but lighting strike was right. The connection was real. But what of this secondary identity, she could form an armor? She was the rider, lighting strike was the bike, the minicon. She was activated when lightning strike was almost activated, but then lighting strike activated to save her. Their connection was already strong, what could they do with this bond? Extraordinary things.
OOOKAY! How did you like it? Good? Bad? Are you Surprised? :D Big surprise huh? Well this helps tell us what some of her past is, but can she uncover the rest of it..or will she want to uncover the rest of it? I hope you enjoyed it, please Review, it's the little button on the left that says go. Please review and I shall write more. Sorry for the long wait, but I'mmmm baaaack! See you later! And Thank you! Zeheria