However, the biggest shock by far, even for the human seemingly tucked away in the corner, is the result occurring from the moment I leapt from Arcee's hand and, after flipping this way and that, slammed into the ground, crouched into a battle-stance...With a full-scale, functional Cybertronian body!. I felt all eyes and optics-originating from the unnamed adult human male, the undesignated autobot mech and those previously named- fix upon me as my now-optic sight gazed slowly & silently upwards, creeping ever-closer to their very face-plates, after tossing a sparing glimpse towards the man in the corner, until, finally, I began to raise my helm, albeit as slowly. As I did so their shock only multiplied- for while my body's colour scheme is primarily oblivion-red(red so dark it's black unless directly observed) with dark-purple secondary and copper/emerald highlights hidden under or in joints, the scheme of my helm is instead primarily dark-purple with oblivion-red secondary and copper/emerald highlights, giving my helm a dark and shadowy yet illuminated impression/appearance.
Optimus Prime was the first to speak and when he did it was in pure cybertronian "who are you?, how are you able to transform to human?" he asked, "I shan't tell you my past, my name nor my affiliation at this time, know only I was pinnacle at both the battle of Technar and the combined siege of Iacon_Panexia, I am also a friend." I replied in kind, using a mixture of recordings and my own vocals. "are you mech or femme?" Optimus asked in complete disregard for the fear and danger that crept along the circuits of everyone of his subordinates at the similarities of my speech method to the con SIC, "neither" I replied "I am both yet non" I finished before standing rapidly until my height rivalled, if not exceeded, Optimus's own. Optimus thus then began to recognise me, but just as he began to speak an alarm sounded and all heads snapped to its source as Ratchet attempted to simultaneously silence them and decipher the surprisingly complex(even for a scientist) and obviously decepticon security cipher codes. In the space of a single human half-beat, I had crossed the length of the room and had my hack-nodes intergraded into the system's entirety, within 4.2 seconds the alarms ceased as the codes began to break.
All sights then snapped to me as Ratchet released shocked splutters of disbelief as Arcee's suspicion grows exponentially, "how were you able to do that, con access codes are unbreakable without experience and Ratchet has more than any of us" she stated viscously, "incorrect, my experience superior, with both codes and code master-" I informed before being rudely interrupted, "are YOU saying that you've actually CAPTURED Soundwave?" Ratchet demanded, "affirmative, on multiple occasions combat and either hacking, espionage or interrogation were implemented with exceptional success" I confirmed. Arcee chose this moment to continue her accusative charade "why were we never privy to these successes, wh-" "Enough!, Arcee there is no need for this questioning so I am ordering you to cease, understood?!" Optimus interrupted. Arcee's helm and optics then hung-low "understood, Sir", she then turned to face me "I'll be watching you" and spun around, intending to storm off, when the alarms resounded.
"WE HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM HERE!" Ratchet exclaimed, "what is it" I asked, "decepticons, their attacking an unknow-make that two unknown bio signs and there are humans present, younglings specifically." he relayed. "Ratchet, fire up the groundbridge. Autobots, transform and roll out." Optimus commanded, as this occurred I chose my ground form: an amphibious variant of a dual-experimental main battle tank-destroyer-optical camo unit. "A little to obvious, don't ch'a think, I mean our role is robots in disguise." Bulkhead commented, "don't worry, it wont be seen" I said as I slowly engaged the stealth drive, insuring I was cloaked by the time we arrived. "Whoa, where'd they go?" asked Bulkhead as I felt his gaze shift back into my direction, "who knows, lets just focus o-there they are" Arcee exclaimed as she sped off in the direction of the two, soon to be, human victims.
As Arcee, Bulkhead & Optimus raced towards the, as I could see, obviously frightened children, transforming pre-emptively in an attempt to exspeediate their defence and rescue operations, I steadied myself and fired: once, twice and thrice in quick succession. The first of the first cluster shot[s] riveted through the closest, and therefore most threatening, vehicons processor- parks flying as coolant mixed with energon leaking from his process-circuitry and proto-helm- . The next high-velocity, optically distorted bolt eviscerated the final con's leg-strut from its joint as he moved his pedd, and its connected strut, backwards ever-so quickly out of fear in becoming the next to fall from the shadows of death. the final bolt struck mere Nano-clicks later, severing his helm from his neck.
As the 'bots finalised their transformation cycle and skidded to a conclusive stop, they, alike the human young, stared stunningly upon the sown carnage with trepid, dreadful, awe. "THAT, WAS AWESOME!" came the sharp, effeminate squeal-shriek/yell originating from the young female we came to protect, the massively psychotic grin planted upon her face grew as I, a thundering, machination instrument of destruction, encroached ever closer, my optical-camo dissipating slowly with every inch, and finally i then transformed, ending in a kneeled position, my optics facing hers. "Do not worry, child, neither of us will harm you, unlike them" I told them while motioning behind me "what are your names, if you may?" I asked, "OHH, I'm Miko and this nervous, little guy is raf(short for Raphael). I'm sure you'll get along as Raf is a remarkable tech whiz". "Really, is that so?, well then Raph, do you want to know my name?" I insinuated before questioning Raphael in cybertronian. "Yes, I-I do actually" he said, adjusting his glasses as he looked up at me. "Good, I'm glad to hear that, it means you're not afraid, I like that. Well, go on, tell them Optimus, after all you do know,...don't you?" I accusingly uttered, all eye-balls(except Miko's) and optics layed upon me and then Optimus at there utterance. "Yes, I do" he said calmly,...
"Cybertronian speech"
"radio/recoding speech"
"firm, low speech"
'internal speech'
Panexia=name of a neutral city lost half-way into the war