Hey! I am happy to see everyone back for this new chapter, and to all the new people who have found this story welcome and I hope that you enjoy it.
Now then I don't have much to say so lets just get on with the whole thing.
Luke let out a heavy groan as he started to wake up from his deep sleep. The one of the first things he noticed was how cold he was. He tried to remember what had happened to him but all that he could remember were the soldier's fists hitting him trying to get him to talk. After that he couldn't remember anything, he was sure that he hadn't passed out though. He groaned again and tried to shift his position, as he moved he was able to feel the surface under him and was surprised to find the cold metal of... something under him. Slowly Luke opened his eyes and was blinded for a moment by the bright lights shining down on him. It took a few moments for his vision to clear but when it did he saw that he was in an amazingly large bright room. Everything was made of shinning metal and everything was made several times bigger than normal. There was even a chair in the far corner that looked like King Kong would be able to sit comfortably in it.
"Where am I?" He asked himself.
"You are in my medical bay." A deep British sounding voice said.
Luke turned around quickly and gasped as he saw one of the large alien robots walking out of a side room. He was very big and had plates of metal that where colored an off shade of bright green or yellow. He was holding some kind of black metal pad in his large hand and looked to be reading something on it. The large alien sat the pad down on a table and pulled a tray over to a set of shelves and drawers. Luke couldn't see what he was pulling from them but they sounded heavy. After a few moments the alien brought the tray over to where he was standing and set it down not too far from him. Looking at the tray Luke's eyes went wide as he saw a large selection of medical looking tools laying on it.
"W... what is going on?" He asked trying to keep his voice steady. "What are you going to do?"
"Well... there is something you are keeping from us and it is very important that we get it from you." The alien said. "Since the Major's way of doing things didn't work... they are letting me have a go at it."
Luke laughed slightly acting braver then he truly felt. "I told him that I won't talk."
"Oh I know... but my way of doing things is slightly different then his way." It said. "But we will get to that later on... for now I have something else in mind."
Luke looked around nervously for anything that might be able to help him. There wasn't anything other than the tools that the alien was wiping off.
"A... and what would that b...be?" He asked backing up slightly.
"Well you see... ever since I came to this planet I have been fascinated by you humans. You're behavior, the way you think and function. I have spent countless hours on your Internet reading all sorts of complex research papers talking about everything from why you do the things you do to how you're liver functions. But I found that through all that it still wasn't enough... So I must move on to the next level." The alien's pointer finger on his right hand broke apart before reforming into a much bigger version of a scalpel. "I decided that I need to see how you're bodies work with my own optics."
Luke's face went pale as the blood quickly drained down to the bottoms of his feet.
"You... you can't do that!" He yelled.
The alien lifted a section of metal that was above his glowing eye and grunted. "Can't I? I was under the impression that I was a heartless cold machine. Isn't it the job of something like me to understand how things work; to do that I need to take them apart piece by little piece."
Luke let out a whimper and he ran to the edge of the metal surface he was on. He yelled and skidded to a halt when he saw the ground so very far below him. He turned around and saw the large hand of the alien reaching for him and he dove to the metal surface trying to avoid it. He rolled out from under the hand and got back to his feet running to the other side of the surface.
"Leave me alone!" He yelled.
The alien chuckled as it reached for him again. "I am afraid that I cannot do that. I have not been able to dissect a human since I came here; they have all been far too useful to us. But since you have made it clear that you will not help us there is no need to keep you around. No one even knows you are here... you will not be missed."
Luke yelled as the large metal hand wrapped around him and lifted him up from the surface.
"Let me go!" He yelled.
The alien only chuckled as it lowered him back to the center of the metal table. It forced him to lay flat and thick heavy metal clamps snapped around his wrists, legs, chest and head. No matter how hard he struggled he couldn't get free or move more than an inch.
"Now then..." The alien said.
It lowered its left pointer finger close to Luke's face and a small hole opened at its tip. A second later a small spray shot into Luke's face making him cough.
"What... what was that?" He choked out.
"Just something to help you relax a little the tenser you are the more of a mess you will make when I begin. I wouldn't want you to lose too much bodily fluids before I get a chance to see how you work while living." It told him.
Luke felt a small tickle at the back of his head and he tried to shake it off. "No... No..."
The alien began to lower the large scalpel and it used it to cut through his torn shirt. When his bare chest and stomach was exposed the alien put the scalpel away and reached to the tray it had brought over. It picked up a sharp looking metal probe and inspected it for a moment. It was about as tall as a man and about as thick as two human fingers put together.
"Now then... you may feel a slight pinch. Tell me if it hurts." The thing said as it lowered the sharp tip to Luke's midsection.
Luke felt the cold metal press against his skin but didn't yell out. His body could take a lot of pain. The alien raised the same plate of metal above its eye and pressed harder into Luke's midsection. Luke grunted as the probe began to pierce his skin but still didn't yell.
"Hmm... interesting... I was told that you have a high tolerance for pain." The thing said. "Well... I will need to go deeper then won't I?"
The probe began to push even further into Luke's midsection. Since it was being pushed in evenly there were no gaps between it and his skin so there was hardly any blood that was coming from the puncture. Luke gasped and arched his back as much as he could, which wasn't more than a half an inch. He might be able to stand a great deal of pain but he did have a limit and he was fast reaching it.
"STOP!" He yelled.
The probe stopped moving and the alien hummed to its self. "Interesting... you where able to withstand it going in almost six inches into your abdomen."
Luke panted hard and tried to shake his head. "No more... please no more..."
The thing looked at him its eyes firm. "But we have only just started!" Its had broke apart and a large saw blade took its place. "I still need to see you're insides while they are still functioning..."
Luke's eyes went wide and his breath got shallow as his whole body went pale. "God please! I'll tell you what you want just please let me go!"
"Hmm... I don't know... How do I know that you are being truthful?" It asked.
"I swear to you, on my mother's life!" Luke yelled whimpering.
He began to stutter out everything that had happened to him since Galloway had come to see him at the hospital. When he was done he looked like he was going to pass out from panic and lack of air.
"Well... that is all very interesting..." The thing said. "I will have to talk about it with the others..."
The alien stood up straight and began walking away from him leaving him held to the table.
"What!" Luke yelled. "Get this thing out of me! Please!" He stopped yelling for a moment until he heard doors open and close. He laid there for a moment until all the lights went out leaving him in total darkness. He began to yell again but all that answered where his own words being echoed back to him.
Ratchet sighed and leaned against the wall outside his med bay. He off lined his optics and rubbed at a soar group of wires in his shoulder.
"How did it go Ratchet?" Optimus's rumbling voice asked.
Ratchet turned his optics back on and looked at the Prime his face sad. "I have the information to find the sparkling... But I do not approve of the way we had to obtain it."
Optimus raised an optic ride. "You did not truly begin to take the human apart did you?"
Ratchet shook his head. "No... I used a very strong and unstable chemical that made him see what was not truly there. I supplied the visual stimulation and the words, his mind put together the rest. It went as far as to make him feel something that was not truly happening."
"Will he be alright after a time?" Optimus asked.
Ratchet shook his head. "I do not know Prime... the chemical was very unstable... in all reality it may warp his mind for good."
"I am sorry to have asked this of you... but we needed to know." Optimus said.
"I know Optimus, the sparkling is very important but... just know this... A part of me... perhaps a large part, left me in there and I doubt that I will be able to get it back." Ratchet said suddenly sounding much more like the very old mech he was.
Sam's chest moved up and down as he took in great waves of air into his vents. The scientists where moving around quickly bringing tools and other things closer to him so that they could try and take him apart. His optics shifted quickly and he pulled at his restraints but they held firm.
'This is so not good.' Sam thought.
'Relax... everything will be alright.' The voice said.
'Ok, look.' Sam thought. 'If you want me to relax then you are going to have to give me a reason otherwise I AM GOING TO CONTINUE TO FREAK OUT!'
'Samuel... do you trust me?' The voice asked.
'As much as I can trust a disembodied voice.' Sam thought.
'Then relax... and let go...' It told him.
Sam had no idea what the voice was talking about but he didn't have much time to think on it. One of the scientist walks closer to the berth and picks up a electric saw from a table. He turns it one making it whine loudly.
'Now would be a great time for some kind of advice!' Sam yells in his head.
'You need to relax. I cannot do anything with you so tense.' The voice says.
Sam off lines his optics and tries to calm down as much as he can. He isn't able to relax much with the high pitched whine getting closer and closer to him. Slowly he begins to feel a warmth come up from inside him. It begins in his chest and starts to spread to the rest of his body. As it reaches his head Sam feels his mind being pushed to the side. His vision fades for a moment before it comes back to him. He looks around confused for a moment as realizes that he is not seeing things from his normal point of view. Instead he finds himself looking down on his body.
"OH MY GOD!" He yells. "I'M DEAD!"
'Calm down Sam...' The voice said. 'You are not dead.'
"Then what the hell is going on?" Sam asked looking around. "No one can see me, I am floating over my body and..." He looks at his see through body. "I look like a ghost of my human self!"
'Sam, this body of yours holds inside it two life forms.' The voice said. 'Yours and mine. Only one can be in control at a given time and right now that cannot be you. You do not know how to use this body of yours, but I do. You need to trust me if you want to live.'
Sam didn't have time to think as the guy with the saw was just about to start cutting into his body.
"Fine! Do what you need to just don't kill anyone!" Sam said.
He didn't get an answer and he sighed slowly floating down to the ground. He watched as the optics on his body moved watching the scientist waiting for god only knew what. An inch before the blade would start to cut into the metal the saw jerked hard and flew from the man's hands falling off the table with the blade still spinning. There where loud yells as people took cover just in case the blade shot off in some random direction. Sam watched as the saw fell to the floor and he expected to see it bounce further away from the table. He was shocked when it seemed to flip around and bounce under the table cutting the cables and cords that where under it.
Several loud zapping sounds filled the air before they faded and the clamps holding down his body opened. His body shuddered for a moment before it sat up and swung its legs over the table. It jumped down and stood tall, the optics shut off for a moment and when they came back on they where pure white instead of there normal blue.
"What!" Sam asked as he watched his body move around without his say so.
"I think its time we left." The being in his body said out loud.
The voice it used was low and rumbling almost like Optimus's but it seemed to hold more power. Sam floated there shocked by the whole thing. It was weird seeing his body move from the out side. Sam's eyes went wide as his bodies head turned to look at him.
"This will be weird for you... but do not be afraid." He said.
Sam tilted his head in confusion but didn't have time to dwell on it as his body started to run towards one of the doors leading from the room. Sam yelled as he was suddenly pulled along behind him. He yelled again as he began to head straight for a large cart full of computers and he held his arms in front of his face ready for the crash, only it never came. He looked behind him and saw that he had gone right through the entire cart.
"Nothing can harm you when you are in this form." The other called back to him.
Even though he was further ahead of him Sam could hear his voice as if he were standing right next to him. Sam continued to be dragged along behind his body as they headed for what he hoped was the exit.
I hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. I had a ridiculous amount of fun writing this chapter. Now then I dare you people to guess who the other in Sam's body is. Go on guess!
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