Chapter 2: Well Shit...
When my vision came back to me, I didn't expect to be in some kind of containment cell. The opening out was covered by some sort of energy field, that when I touched it, sparked and I felt an electrical current run through me and blast me back.
"Ugh..." I moaned as I ran my hand across my face before giving my head a quick shake. Pushing myself up, I took a look around the very empty cell besides myself, the metal had rust on it in places, making it have a very unused look to it. As I got my berings, I heard footsteps coming from the hallway outside the cell. Flexing my fingers, I saw a bot stop outside my cell. If I was still flesh and blood, the colour would have drained from my face, because standing outside the cell looking in was a bot that was purpleish in colour, with an almost rectangular upper torso, and a single glowing red eye.
"Well, it seems the new subject is awake. You are the first of the 5 to awaken, though the percentages did go against your favor for that as I never changed your form, but found you broken in the sea of rust, almost dead." the reverberating voice said, almost with glee, "You aren't escential compared to the others I have in this facility, as such, I was given the go ahead to use you as I see fit..." Shockwave stated, as he tapped a few buttons on the side of the wall that I couldn't see. Almost instantly, the room was arcing with electricity, shocking me continuously before all I knew was darkness again.
As I came out of unconsiousness again, I tried moving, but found myself to be strapped down to what was a table. My attempts became more desperate as I looked over, seeing Shockwave at a terminal going over data as it streamed across the screen. After a few long moments, Shockwave turned to face me, walking over as his hand and forearm shifted to what looked like a blowtorch.
"Ahh you are awake, you will be one of the many that will be a part of my testing to add a second alt-mode to a Cybertronian. There is a 90% chance this will not succeed and terminate you, but don't fret, for you will be a stepping stone to the success of this war for Lord Megatron." he stated with an almost manic sound to his voice and then...pain.
"ARGHHHHH!" the scream that left my mouth as Shockwave cut into and through my chest plate very close to where my spark was sounded more like an animal in pain then humanoid. As he pulled back armour plating, I grit what were the equivilant to teeth in my mouth as my hands locked into a fist as I, with what bit of strength I could mustter, kept attempting to break the restraints.
"Impressive, even in this much pain you can still fight back. Though most likely because of your primitive instincts, I can't let your thrashing effect my results." as he said that, a shock ripped through my body again and all I knew was black yet again.
After who knows how long yet again being unconsious, I woke to...gunfire. Groggily looking down as much as I could, I saw my chest plate covered in welding scars, and in the back of my mind, where I could almost feel the prowling of my alt mode...was the feeling of something else that felt like a...
"A second alt mode.." I said to myself, before looking over to the door that I heard the gunfire come from.
"Stop the auto...ARGH!" was what I heard from the otherside as the door opened with a swoosh and there stood a prodominantly white bot, with a green and red stripe along the chest framing a red autobot symbol. Well, looks like rescue came, though with the quick look the bot, who was obviously Wheeljack, he thought that I didn't survive the experiment done on me.
"Damn, I knew Shockwave was twisted, but to mess around with the t-cog and the spark? Thats pushing it even for him." Wheeljack mttered to himself as his fingers flew across the keys of the terminal, before slamming his fists down and swearing "Scrap, he wiped the rest of the files..." as he did this, he had unintentionally hit a switch that tightened the bindings more making me groan in pain. This got his attention, making him spin around fast and move over to me. "Damn, you look like you've had better days." he said as he looked over my scar riddled chest plate, before he started to cut through the bindings.
"Uhhhh, You think?" I weakly replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm. As my arms were freed, I noticed a subtle change to my forarms, along each forearm now was a raised section that went along the outer side of each arm with the ends of two gun barrels potruding from each raised section. When I was completely free to stand I took a quick look over myself for anymore changes. The biggest I noticed was the fact I had a cockpit near the top of my chest close to my neck, and the wings in place of the thrusters. Though I hade kept a lot of the asthetics of my beast forme as well, I also found a new need to see the open sky, and not be confined in a building. "So who are you?" I asked, having to play dumb, as I run my fingers along the scaring that I now had.
"Names Wheeljack, but lets leave introductions till we are out of here. I'm sorry, but you'll have to help me fight our way out of here." he replied apoligetically, looking down at the scars my stay with Shockwave had given me. I stood up, shakily at first, before steadying myself, "I'm an autobot and the one who was experimenting on you was..." I cut him off by pushing him aside as I raised my arm firing the arm guns putting twin holes in a desepticons face plate. "Well, thanks for that. Now lets get you out of here, Boss is going to want to meet you. Plus we can get our medic to go over you to make sure everything is ok with you." He said once again looking at the scars, but also the light dusting of rust over much of my body.
"Well then, lead the way, you know how to get out. I don't want to be in here much longer if I can help it." I growled out before I turned back to face the room. "One moment though." I said before roaring incomprehendably as my arm changed into a cannon, blasting the room to ruins. "I'm good now." I said as I walked past Wheeljack, and crushing the head of the dead decepticon drone with my foot. "Time to hunt.." I said to myself as I transformed into my beast form, at shoulder height I came up to Wheeljack's waist, and more changes that had occurred was since the wings had replaced the thrusters in my robot mode, they now came out from the shoulders of my beast mode as well, like blades. Padding forward, I growled at the decepticon that had turned the corner.
"Oh scrap.." was all the cannon fodder could say as I roared, and lunged at him, my maw clamping around his neck, leaking energon down my jaw. Tearing the head free from the body, I let it drop as I heard a gunshot as I looked up seeing another minion had turned the corner, but had a bullet hole inbetween its optics as it fell backwards. Just as the minion hit the ground and alarm sounded.
"Well, got to hurry now." Wheeljack said as he took off running past me as I followed. We both took out any decepticon that had got in our way, all of them random minions and not Shockwave. It became very repetitive, either my self tearing apart the minions with my jaws or Wheeljack shooting them. That is until we were almost out when something slammed into me. HISSSSSSS. That was all I heard as I looked at what slammed into me and all I could see was the pincers of an Insecticon.
And here we go, the second chapter of When One Door Closes, I thank every one for the follows & favorites. And as you can see yes, the mc has become a triple changer, with a beast form of a Gorgonopsid and... a jet form, more specifically a Lockheed F-117 Nighthawk stealth fighter. Now people will most likely ask if I will size change the mc like I had in Scorn? The answer is no, why would I have a fighter as a third form downscaled when I could have some crazy escapes once he is in the Mass Effect-verse with someone in the cockpit? As of now, chapter 3 is in the works and I will try to keep to a semi-regular upload schedule.