Authors note

Nothing important but I have to let out some air. The O-key on my keyboard is being a pain, I have to press on it harder then I do the others in order the get an "O". So while I'm editing I encounter all these unfinished words that's missing an "O". It's frustrating.

I'm having a hard time writing the transformers characters properly, Optimus is pretty easy I can hear his voice in my head and get his speaking pattern right. But for the others it's harder, especially Megatron since he is more complex, and I really want to do his character right because he's one of my favorites.

Anyway, enjoy and prepare yourself for blood right from the beginning.

The techno-organics

Chapter 17

Ratchet pressed his hands against Canary's wound. She was breathing heavily and struggled not to close her eyes. The medic didn't know what to do, he didn't know anything about human biology and her cybertronian side didn't make him any more able to think of a solution. Then he remembered, Alabaster had told him that Rachel was the one who took care of their injuries.

He mumbled his techno-organics name to himself before gently shaking Canary to keep her awake. "Did you send Rachel to your base, back to London?" He asked and Canary nodded weakly. Ratchet quickly turned to Flash that had some odd tantrum in the corner. "Flash, can you run back to London and bring Rachel here?" Without saying a word Flash started running and it amazed the doctor to see a creature be able to move at that speed, like he had red energon in his system. He turned back to Canary and pressed his hands harder against the wound, the palms of his hands were almost completely red now. The blood was bright red but had an unusual transparent rainbow pattern on its surface and smelled odd. He recognized that scent but to be on the safe side he turned to Canary again that was still gasping after air.

"Canary, do you know if your biology can accept energon into your system?" He asked her and she raised her hand with her finger and thumb a short distance between each other.

"Small doses?" Ratchet said and Canary's hand fell down onto her stomach.

"Arcee, Bumblebee, prepare a transfusion." He ordered the two and they prepared the sick bay. A wind was drawn into the room when Flash returned with Rachel in his arms.

"Canary." She called out to her. Flash dropped Rachel right next to their patient and stayed as he watched what they did to her.

"Remove your hands." She ordered her original. When he let go blood started to pour out again in big amounts and they both put pressure on the wound again.

"What happened?" She asked and Flash answered.

"She was shot by a Decepticon trooper."
"It must have hit a important vein close to her neck." She realized and let go in order to focus her power..

"Do you even know what to do?" Ratchet said but regretted his doubt as he saw Rachel hands glow in an odd turquoise color. She placed her hands over Canary's wound and it slowly closed, not even leaving behind a scar. Canary's breathing was stabilized and she was no longer losing blood, but she was still weak and struggled to stay awake.

"Rock, carry her to the lab." Ratchet called and Rock walked forward, scooped Canary into his arms and walked away to place her on one of their slabs.

Nikolai was already occupying one of them, the place where he lost his arm was wrapped with his coat and hadn't yet healed. He had not said a word since his rescue and practically had to be dragged away from where the portal used to be. Nikolai looked down to the place between his feet with a face of despair. No matter how long time went, no electricity flowed trough him with the intent to regrow his arm. It was like everything in his body had stopped working, like he was stuck in time. He couldn't hear his heartbeat, feel pain, or register what was happening around him; all he could think of was the moment he last saw his sister. He was all alone, he had never been without his sister. They only separated when one of them left for a one night stand with some stranger they met at a pub or at a party. They always met again a few hours later or the next morning. But this time Anastasia was a prisoner on a warship flying over the atmosphere and there was no way to know if he was ever going to see her again.

The doctor wanted to give Canary an energon transfusion but had no equipment that fitted a organic lifeform, and he didn't know how much energon these techno-organics could take without getting injured. He feared that if he did anything wrong then Canary wouldn't make it. Rachel saw Ratchet's worry and turned to Flash again.

"Go back home and bring the infusion pump, along with a tube to make it able to give Canary the energon. Also bring a few bags of saline; and bring my wheelchair while you're at it." She said the last part sourly and crossed her arms which made Flash smile awkwardly.

"This might sound odd but while he is gone, can someone carry me? I don't want to stay on the floor and I'd rather not crawl on my hands." The sour tone was still in her voice as Flash ran away and left a cloud of dust in the room. Bulkhead was the one who volunteered and walked forward and placed the girl on his shoulder.

"Thank you." She said and patted the green Autobot on the head like he was a dog. Bulkhead rolled his eyes, wanting to say something but swallowed whatever he intended to say. He walked over the lab so Rachel and Ratchet could work together. Ratchet turned from Canary for a moment to talk to the humans that watched from their platform.

"Jack, Miko, Raphael." He called out to them and they stepped forward. "Can you take the techno-organics out while we work?" Raphael turned to their guests, seeing that there were fewer of them then when they arrived.

"What happened?"

"I would like to know that too." Rachel said and turned to her family who stared into the floor like they were mourning. She turned to Nikolai and saw him sit unmoving on the slab like a bleeding statue. Wait, this can't be right. Nikolai is here, and no Anastasia? This could not be good.

"We failed," Widow said in a heavy voice and hugged her jacket closer to herself. "We left Anastasia, and Freedom and Valkyrie." Her voice broke and Wasp stood beside her holding her jacket without knowing what to do. Widow buried her face in her hands and tried to restrain the tears that already flowed down her face. Toni rested her hands on her girlfriends shoulder. She didn't say anything because if she tried then she probably would end up like Widow.

"Where is Ally, I saw her come trough the portal earlier?"

"She took what happened really hard," Ratchet said, "She ran away somewhere in the silo and Optimus followed." Raphael lowered his gaze before being encouraged by Jack to follow him. Miko already ran ahead of them and basically jumped down the stairs. Just as she was halfway to the half breeds Flash ran into the base and almost tripped in his clumsy attempt to not step on Miko. The human girl shrieked and curled into a ball as Flash worked to regain his balance without dropping anything.

"Sorry. I'm sorry." He said before dropping the wheelchair onto the ground and taking of the medical bag that hung from his shoulder.

"Yes, my chair." Rachel cheered.

"Everything you asked for is in your bag and I brought all of your tools as well." Flash said out f breath as Bulkhead walked over and helped place Rachel in her chair. Flash handed her her bag and she thanked with a nod before returning to the lab.

"Kids," Arcee brought their attention, "Just so anything like that won't happen again, I think it would be a good a idea if all of you shrunk to human size." She looked at Miko who no longer was curled together but it had been too close for the Autobots liking. The techno-organics looked at each other for a moment before each and everyone of them was engulfed in their own colored light.

Freedom was assaulted with bright light as she struggled to open her heavy eyelids. A few strands of hair was in her way and she tried to reach and remove them from her face but couldn't move her arm. The realization of what happened struck her like a hit in the back of her head. Freedom tried to move both her arms but felt that something was holding her down. She turned her head to the side and looked down to see that she was restrained onto a slab. An adrenaline rush sobered her up and she started to struggle even more, tried to gain enough strength to bend those cuffs off her.

"Good, you're awake." She heard a unfamiliar voice say and sighed inwardly. She tried to raise her head long enough to see who it was but got light headed and her sight got blurry.

"The actual doctor was beaten down by your friends..." He said and Freedom started to think about what happened to the others. If they found the twins and was able to escape. "So you'll settle with me." The stranger finally stepped close enough for Freedom to see who was talking to her. At first glance she thought it was Thor and she jerked visibly. Breakdown mistook her reaction and it brought satisfaction thinking she was scared of him. But as soon Freedom realized it wasn't her dead comrade she relaxed and got a bored expression on her face.

"I'm sorry I thought you were someone else." She said and Breakdown glared at her. He held a safe distance from her, knowing she was Megatron's techno-organic. And she even shattered his sword, with her teeth.

"What happened? Where are my friends?" She asked and struggled again with the restraints.

"Most of them escaped with the Autobots." What, what did he mean by most of them?

"First we have Valkyrie that I secured," He kept talking about what happened without Freedom needing to say anything. He flashed Freedom a smug smile that made her try to sit up so she could beat him up.
"What have you done to her?"

"Not much, we just fought and then I shot her in the head with a missile." Freedom had very little control over her eyes when they changed, but she could always feel when they did. She knew very well that they now burned red like hellfires. The Decepticon yelped somewhat and raised his hands like she was going to attack. Primus pray that this one didn't share her originals temper or blodlust, or she would take his other eye as soon as she was released.

"Who else..." She spoke in a strikingly similar tone as her original which sent a shiver down Breakdown's spine. Breakdown lowered his arms and looked confused at the female, unsure of what she meant.

"Who else, as in, who else did you capture?"
"We did not really capture her," He started and pressed a few buttons on a computer, which tightened the restraints. "We just kept her from escaping." So Anastasia didn't make it. They failed. They attacked in the hope of saving the twins but instead three of them was captured.

"Personally, I would prefer that both of those brats left." He said on the verge of a growl and clenched his fist.

"They electrocuted my partner so badly he's still unconscious." Freedom raised an eyebrow thoughtfully. This one cared about someone. If she could get someone on this ship on her good side then maybe she could get a bigger chance at escaping.

"Anastasia has done that before, but only on humans. They do wake up after a while but he's a Cybertronian so it might take even faster for him." She tried to smile reassuringly but it didn't look like she wanted and instead turned into a mocking grin. It irritated Breakdown greatly and he stomped forward until their faces were only centimeters from each other.

"I can smash you right here and now and you would not be able to stop me. So don't think for a second that you'll be treated with any privileges just because you are Megatron's..." Before he finished Freedom headbutted him and made him stumble with his hand pressed to his face.

"Wow," She said sarcastically and shook her head pitying. "I'm tied to a table and I'm still able to beat you." She chuckled darkly and it irritated the Decepticon further. Breakdown took out his hammer and before he swung it, Freedom looked him in the eyes and purred with a smug grin, "Do it." Breakdown swung his hammer but was startled by a furious voice.

"Breakdown!" Megatron yelled and Breakdowns hammer stopped in midair. "Leave." His master ordered and Breakdown walked away with his head hung in shame. Megatron followed him with his gaze until he was sure he was all alone with his techno-organic.

"What did you think to accomplish by having him attacking you while you're unable to defend yourself?" Megatron walked closer to Freedom and she clenched her jaw for a moment before she could answer.

"I am very resilient to blunt force." She began and licked her lips and tasted the blood that was dried to her skin. "Hoped that the impact of his hammer would destroy the restraints and give me a chance to escape." Megatron didn't listen very closely, instead he studied his offspring, tried to find anymore similarities that connected them. Her eyes had turned back to their amber color and he remembered how they had changed to look like his. It had infuriated him greatly and he had wanted to eradicate her for making him look back at his own gaze. Now, he wanted to see them again. He reached forward and rested his hand on her cheek. She jerked away from his cold touch but he insisted and stroked his sharp thumb right under her eye. Freedom prepared herself for what she thought would come, that he would gouge out her eye or be nice and just drag his knife like fingers down her cheek.

"Tell me, can you change the color of your eyes on your own?" Freedom wasn't sure if she heard right. He was so angry when she saw her, why would he ask to see them again? She didn't dare question though and made her eyes turn red again. Megatron grinned satisfied and Freedom held her breath as she wondered what this was about. She had no idea what he was gonna do. Was he going to kill her, torture her, dissect her?

"You really are my offspring." There was a sense of delight in his voice which confused Freedom even more.

"Why the sudden change of attitude? You just tried to kill me, and now you're admiring me?" Megatron removed his hand and looked at her arrogantly without saying anything at first.

"You're correct," He admitted and twisted his fingers around the metallic spikes that stuck out of her right shoulder. Freedom cringed at the uncomfortable feeling, it was sending cold shiver similar to a funny bone.

"I hate organic beings and would rather crush them then touching them." Megatron changed his focus to her metallic arm. So similar to his own, but so small and human shaped, along with a fusion cannon much like his own. Almost like a bad attempt at mimicking his iconic weapon.

"I should be wanting to crush you even more for what you did." He unsheathed his sword in front of her, or what was left of it. The scared girl looked at the sword and swallowed heavily as she tried to imagine how angry he was. He didn't give her much time to see and sheathed it again as he watched her reaction.

"But I'm not angry, and I don't intend to terminate you. It would be unwise to waste such a potential weapon such as you." Freedom didn't buy it she knew it had to be more to it.

"Come up with better lies if you're going to call yourself the leader of the Decepticons." She snarled at him and looked him in the eyes with a killing glare. This might be too bold even for Freedom but she wanted to know why this tyrant suddenly decided not to decapitate her. Megatron didn't deny to himself that he almost liked her attitude. She was bold and smart, and not as annoying as those twins.

"I wasn't completely lying. As I said, in normal cases I would destroy any organic life form at my mercy and I would probably do so to any of the other techno-organics. But you are made from my CNA, making you my offspring and you have inherited my talents, my strength and even mastered dark energon."
'So basically, the only thing keeping me alive is your own ego.' Freedom wanted to say but she bit her tongue, not wanting to anger the warlord.

"Dark energon?" She repeated. "Do you mean the purple substance?"

"Did those humans not bother to tell you or did they simple not know about its true name?" There was disgusted tone in his voice, like a mix between his hatred for humans and how they dared treat the blood of Unicron.

"Tell me, how does it feel for a half organic being to posses dark energon?" Megatron had never met another being who've mastered the blood of Unicron. He was fascinated and wanted to know how it effected her. The only other one was Starscream but he failed so miserably that he wasn't even worth considering. Freedom flexed her fingers as she thought, trying a good way to describe it, how hellish it was.

She didn't know what would happen, she didn't know better nor worse then what she had at that time. She was dressed in a hospital shaft when it happened, but everybody else wore rubber suits that covered their whole bodies and faces, but she didn't question it. She trusted those butchers. She laid herself on that operating table just because they said so and then they tied her hands and feet. Those sick bastards probably already knew it would be painful. Then they brought that odd purple fluid in a small container, shimmering and glowing, it was beautiful. The container had a few tubes with needles at the ends that would soon penetrate her skin. She was very resilient to blunt force and there was just a few metals that could tear her skin, so they had to use lots of force to make the needles enter. Once everything was ready they let the dark energon flow into her system and she experienced the most intense pain of her life. Like acid was attacking every cell in her body, burning her nerves, melting her veins. She trashed and screamed on the table, begging them to stop, even breaking the ties in order to tear those needles out of her skin. They quickly saved what was left of the dark energon before she accidentally destroyed it and locked her in her quarters. She was there all alone, crying and screaming as the dark substance fought her system. She clawed on the floor and curled into a small ball, trying to find any way to relive the pain. Even praying, praying to any god that she could think of, praying to any deity that could hear her. And a few times it seemed like a god really did talk to her, she could hear his voice in her head. But it was so out of focus she couldn't hear what he said. She just knew they were dark, chaotic and brutal thoughts; if they were thoughts from a god then it was an evil one.

"It..." Freedom said and Megatron slightly tilted his head. Waiting for her to speak. "It felt like it tried to kill me. The moment it entered my system it felt like a poison burning me from the inside. Torturing me to the brink to the insanity, making it seem like I heard someone else's thoughts..."
"Unicron." Megatron interrupted and his lips turned into a pleased smile. She had heard the thoughts of Unicron the Destroyer. It almost killed her but she tamed it, she mastered dark energon.

He reached for a button on the control pad and the restraints let go. Freedom laid still for a moment, not quite believing what just happened. She quickly rose up, intent to run away, but was stopped by a terrible pounding that appeared in her head. She hissed and put her hands on her temples as she went momentarily dizzy. Megatron stretched out an open hand towards her, the metallic sounds of his claws caught Freedom's attention and made her look at him. She looked at his stretched out hand before looking at his face, wearing a new smile, like he enjoyed seeing her in pain.

'Sadistic bastard.' She thought and proceeded to rise up on her own.

"Well, now I don't know what to do." She said sarcastically. "I don't know if I should hug you, or punch you in the face with a chair." Her voice got harsh at the last bit and Megatron repressed a laughter.

"How a about a third option? I'll bring you to your room." He spoke plainly and Freedom let out a confused sound. "If you're going to stay then you need your own quarters." Freedom was quiet for a moment and tapped her metallic finger over her belly before she talked.
"What makes you think I won't try to escape?"

"One thing I have noticed about you," He started, "You posses far more compassion then me and seem to care very much about your comrades. I doubt you would leave any of them in my mercy." Freedom clenched her left fist and felt it heat up by a flame that wanted to break free. Megatron stepped closer to Freedom and told her one last threat.

"You can try to save them, but if you try then I'll come and fight you myself. And I think you know very well how our last encounter ended, Freedom." Megatron stroked where he had punched her in the face and made Freedom shiver at the cold touch.

'Please forgive me everybody.' She thought and imagined how devastated the rest must be. The twins that were no longer together, and her sweet Alabaster who probably missed her so badly.

"Come now," He said and started walking, "I want you to clean yourself up before I present you." He stated and Freedom walked right behind him.