Ah, sorry if this is a little late. I wanted to make this chapter a little longer.
Sidenote: School starts tomorrow so I will be slow on the updates. Hooray for high school..
At least I'll see my friends..
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'Humans are such a weak species..' Megatron thought, feeling that his stomach dropped after exiting out of the Spacebridge into the bridge of the Nemesis.
What the crew didn't know that human digestive systems and Spacebridge didn't mix well together as some of them felt the need to purge. Thankfully, no one did because it would truly be even more sickening having to witness what human throw up look like firsthand.
"That... is going to take some getting used to.." Knock Out frowned with one arm hugging his middle stomach.
Looking up, Breakdown observed the collective glances he received from the Vehicons that were working on the computers before they arrived.
"Why are they all... oh, right.." Breakdown nearly forgot about his human form.
As on instinct, the drones all aimed their blasters at the group of humans.
"At ease, soldiers." Megatron raised his voice, commanding the Vehicons to lower their weapons. They only tilted their heads in response.
"Lord Megatron?" One of the Vehicons questioned.
"That can't be him... He's all puny and weak looking.." Another commented.
Behind Megatron, he heard human-Vehicon soldiers who dared to snicker under his helmet. Of course, when the leader turned around, they all stiffen up, even the ones that didn't laugh.
"Oh, so you think this is humorous to you?" he hissed, grabbing one of them by the face with his giant hand. The poor fellow pleaded for Megatron to not harm him, gripping his master's arm in a miserable attempt to free himself.
Soon, Megatron lifted him up as he feet no longer touched the ground and launched him into the Vehicon who called him puny and weak. The Vehicon and Vehicon-turned-human collided together, groans of pain were heard from them both.
Flexing the joints in his new fingers, Megatron grinned. "Didn't know I still retained my strengths. Now," He glowered at the other Vehicons. "Does anyone else still believe I'm not Megatron? Or do you need more convincing?"
Terrified, they bowed down to their leader.
"That's what I thought. Now then, Soundwave, I need for you to do some reasearch. I want to know what caused our transformation and find the means of reversing it."
Soundwave silently nodded and resumes to his post while carrying Laserbeak who was chirping and trilling like most young sparklings do.
"And Knock Out."
Knock Out acknowledged his name being called. "Yes, Lord Megatron?"
"See what you can learn about our new bodies. I have a feeling we're going to be stuck like this for a while," he motioned his head towards the unconscious drone he threw earlier. "You can use him to aid in your findings."
"It'll be my pleasure, My Liege." he grinned. "Come, Breakdown." Knock Out had Breakdown carry the Vehicon's body.
"And, uh, what about me, Lord Megatron?" Nervously spoke Starscream, still shaken up from recent events that involved Megatron nearly beating him down into a pulp.
"You will inform the rest of the crew of our... predicament and find a suitable position for them." He glances at the techno-organics who were just standing idly. He looks back at Starscream.
"I don't want anymore incidents or your head will be under my foot, is that clear?" He threatened.
"Crystal.." Starscream lowered his shoulders. He then leaves with the soldiers following him.
"No, no, no! Please! Let me out!" Struggling on Knock Out's lab table was the human-Vehicon Megatron permitted for Knock Out to use as.. research.
There were rumors that those who were unfortunate to end up in Knock Out's lab, never returned out. Ever. It was a myth spread around to one Vehicon to another, probably as a joke that got out of hand when people started to believe it.
That's why he was terrified out of his mind.
"I told you nobody like to be in here." Breakdown smiled amused at the restrained Vehicon, trying to free himself from the binds around his arms and legs.
Knock Out rolled his optics, trying to search for something.. "I don't see why. When someone is hurt, they don't hesitate to enter the med bay, do they?"
"That's because you don't restrain them to the berths."
"Hey, if you're injured, you don't run away." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Besides, this is just insurance."
"Whatever you say." Breakdown only shrugged and waved the mini scanner that his partner was looking for in his hand. He grinned from the medic's deadpanned expression. Knock Out snatches the scanner from Breakdown's grip with a bit of a huff. He heard the medic mumble something under his breath.
Both Knock Out and Breakdown already had their armour removed, finding it much conformable to move without it.
Knock Out wore a red and white sports jacket with yellow markings with a black shirt underneath, pants were white, and had on red tennis shoes. Hair was blazing red and spiked in the front while it was neat in the back. He was really good looking for a guy in his mid twenties.
As for Breakdown, he wore a dark blue, sleeveless shirt with grey pants and dark shoes. Breakdown was pretty similar to Bulkhead, buff body and dark skin. The only difference was Breakdown's hair color was a really dark shade of blue. Breakdown appeared a few years older than Knock Out, mainly because of the few scars on his face and body
It didn't take too long for Knock Out to scan the soldier, only a few minutes actually.
"See? That wasn't so bad now, was it?" The Medic saw a pair of shocked and relieved eyes from the Vehicon.
"You mean that's it?" He blinked as a bit of happiness was laced in his voice.
"Almost," Knock Out grinned mischievously as one of his hand turned into a buzzing saw. "I just need to take a quick look inside of you." The saw slowly inched forward towards the man's face, causing him to panic even more than before.
The fear of being cut opened right before his eyes without any aesthetic was too great for him as he did the one thing he could do right now.
He fainted.
Knock Out laughed, retracting the saw. "Did you see his face, Breakdown? He actually thought I was going to cut him open!"
"You're saying this as if you haven't before." His golden eyes rolled in feign amusement. "But yeah, it was kinda funny." He admits with a small smile.
After Knock Out settled down, he returned back to all seriousness. Well, mostly all seriousness. "Just as I suspected, we are a mixture of both machine and organic beings, Techno-Organics for short," he taps on the scanners screen. "The scanners revealed nothing all too bad, but further testing is in order."
"So, how long do you think we'll be stuck," Breakdown gestures his whole body. "looking like this?"
"Primus knows," a sigh of annoyance slip past his lips. "Hopefully not long."
Knock Out decided it was time to commence some of his time on his computer; see if he get into depth about their new forms. At that moment he realized there was a small problem with that...
He was too short to even reach the keyboard...
"Scrap..." he groaned, hearing snickers in the background.
Breakdown couldn't reach it either, but Knock Out was the shortest mechs on boards, so this was pretty funny to him.
"Aw, guess someone came a bit short." The big guy emphasised the word 'short', making Knock Out cringe.
"For the love of Primus, stop with the height jokes... Haven't you tortured me enough?"
"Only a...little." Breakdown did it again.
"If you're done, Breakdown," the redhead hissed. "I could use a hand."
"What do you want me to do?" He frowned with one hand resting on his hip. "Let you stand on my shoulders as you reach for the controls?"
There was a brief moment of silence.
"Me and my big fat mouth..." mumbled Breakdown as he now tries to keep his partner steady on his shoulders.
"You're a saint, buddy." chuckled the medic. Even with the help of his rather tall and muscular buddy, Knock Out could only barely tap on the digital keyboard with his tiny fingers.
A scowl appeared on Breakdown's face. Then a devious smirked replaced it when he had a twisted idea. He abruptly jerks his right shoulder up without warning, causing Knock Out to become suddenly unsteady.
"Gah!" He shrieked, obviously startled by the movement as his quickly got a hold of the rim on the keyboard to secure his balance. He pulled his head down to see his partner hiding a smile.
He stomped hard on his shoulder harshly. "Be a little more careful, will you? And can you lift me a little higher? I can barely reach some of the keys."
Breakdown had to fight back a grin. "As you wish..." Breakdown had slowly raised Knock Out off his shoulders with the palm of his hands.
"Aw that's better- Breakdown, what are you doing?" Knock Out's optics grew wide as he felt Breakdown lifting him up too fast as he was thrown onto the keyboard itself.
Luckily, the redhead didn't land on anything too sensitive that would have corrupted the computer.
"You're an aft!" The redhead yelled.
"Hey, you're up there, aren't ya?" The bulky figure laughs as his feet makes his way towards the door. "Good luck getting down though."
"What?" Hearing footsteps slowly fading, he jerked his head around to see Breakdown was practically out the door. "Breakdown! Get back here!"
Too late. The doors snapped shut.
Frowning, the medic looked at the ground below him.
It looked pretty far down to human standards...
"..."
Meanwhile in the Bridge, Soundwave was sitting criss cross on top of the giant keyboard. Using his extremely long wire tentacles that came out of his back, Soundwave was able to reach keys that were far away for his arms.
Still, he makes everything seem so effortless.
The mech still had a visor, but this one only shielded his eyes with his mouth exposed for the very first time. He wore a long, black trench coat that gave him that mysterious look. Underneath was a dark purple shirt as for bottoms it was black pants and shoes. Skin was slightly dark with jet black hair. As in his previous form, Soundwave is tall and skinny and looked about his early twenties if that.
Multiple keys were being pressed down simultaneously as he would occasionally glance down at the child, Laserbeak, who was sitting ever so quietly in his lap.
Laserbeak had on a rather plain attire; a black short sleeve shirt with dark purple designs with black pants and shoes. His face was round, slightly chubby with grey pupils that always seem lit up in wonder. The child also had raven hair. All and all, he bares a few resemblance to soundwave, except he had a lighter skin tone. He was small, even for a child that looked six years old (if not younger) which made him so cute.
Soundwave wouldn't admit that Laserbeak's new form was so gosh darn adorable to anyone out loud. Ever.
At first, Laserbeak was writhing followed by high pitched shrieks that was just unbearable for the people who were around. Wondering why the sparkling was making such a racket, Soundwave spotted the child pulling and tugging on his armour, which lead him to believe he was uncomfortable in it.
Now, it was just a few quiet trills and occasional babbling.
Attention off of the child for the moment, Soundwave was searching through the databanks, trying to figure out why they changed by comparing the energy signature he detected earlier with anything and all Cybertronian to find a match. A few matches came up and were tossed aside after being thoroughly examined until one was left.
Reading the words in his native tongue silently, the skinny man believes he found what he was looking for. Now all he has to do is call Megatron.
All of a sudden, the door hissed opened with heavy footsteps entering the room. The former jet calmly turned his view behind him to see it was none other than the Dark Lord himself.
Great timing.
"Soundwave, did you find out anything?" Megatron's face said it all that he was already tired from being human.
Megatron had on a dark gray army jacket with a light gray undershirt with the Decepticon insignia on it. His pants were black as for shoes he wore dark colored combat boots. His hair was black and a bit messy. Megatron had a strong jawline, making him look older and more threatening than the others. The muscles was only adding onto his intimidation.
To answer his master's inquiry, he motions his hands to the screen that had a picture of some sort of device.
Megatron was silent before saying, "What is that?"
On the spy's visor, a image of a medical cross popped on.
"A medical unit?" Eyes raised in confusion, Megatron got closer to the screen in disbelief. There wasn't much information regarding the mysterious device. "Never seen anything like that before on Cybertron. Put Knock Out on the screen, he may know something about this."
Mumbling to himself angrily was Knock Out as he was still on the really high keyboard. Breakdown hasn't came back yet either.
"Fragging Breakdown… leaving me up here… stupid aft…"
"Knock Out!" Megatron's booming voice nearly made the medic jump, startled. He quickly regained his posture when he notice Megatron's icon was on the screen.
"Yes, My Liege?" He responds quite shaken.
"I require your medical expertise about this," Megatron said as Soundwave sent the picture to Knock Out.
"Hmm.. Hey, I've seen this before. Well, while it was still in testing. Don't know if it actually worked or not…" Knock Out said while he was half in thought and half talking to his Lord.
"What was it's function?" Megatron snapped the medic back into reality.
"If it worked correctly, it was suppose to heal up any wound or injury, big or small. It can really come in handy for buffing out scratches and dents." Knock Out grinned pleasantly, no doubt thinking about having a machine that would clear up any flaw in a matter of seconds in his previous form.
Shame it doesn't fix his egotistical personality.
"Why do you need to know this, if you don't mind me asking." Knock Out finally asked.
"Soundwave predicts that this device was the cause of our transformation."
"Well… It is a possibility, Lord Megatron. Like I've mentioned before, it had a few.. bugs before it was hidden away. My guess if we want to reverse its effects, we need to locate it, especially before the Autobots." Knock Out stated.
"I agree. We must locate this, who knows what-" a sharp shrill interrupted Megatron's sentence. Looking back at his TIC, he sees Soundwave trying to calm Laserbeak in his arms awkwardly.
"Soundwave, what is wrong with Laserbeak this time?" Irritation was heard in the Dark Lord's voice. He was one of the few people who was present at the time Laserbeak threw that little fit earlier.
The spy only shrugged as he was at a blank.
Knock Out couldn't help but to grin at his side. "Is that little Laserbeak making all that noise? You know, a sparking his age should be able to use his words."
"Not helping, Knock Out." Megatron growled.
Though, he wasn't wrong. Laserbeak has yet to utter a single word. Maybe he didn't know how to speak, after all he does always hang with Soundwave. Literally.
Knock Out thought it was a sign for him to help, even though it would be much funnier to see how they would handle it. "What is he doing?"
"Besides making those annoying shrieking noises, he is chewing on Soundwave's clothes." Soundwave was trying so hard to remove his sleeve from Laserbeak's mouth which only resulted in more fussing.
"Oh. Then he's hungry." Knock Out said. "Give him some Energon. Low grade at that. We are still able to consume Energon without any problems."
"Right," Megatron watched Soundwave jump down from the controls. "Discover anything else useful?"
"Well.." Knock Out glanced at the screen. "To put it briefly, My Liege, we can still consume Energon, still have our strengths, much more sensitive than usual, and- ooh, I think our blood color has changed."
Megatron sighed. "Anything else that is important?"
"Mmm…. Not really. But I do advise to avoid anything sharp. Human's tear and bruise easily. Oh, and Lord Megatron?"
"What?"
"If you run into Breakdown, can you tell him that he is urgently needed in my lab? If not, can you send in a Vehicon?" Knock Out almost sounded like he was pleading.
"Do I dare ask…?"
"Um…" The medic stares at the floor sheepisy. "It's a really far jump from the keyboard, My Liege."
"Jump." Soundwave repeated in Knock Out's voice, mouth moving to the word.
"What? Do you see how high this is!?"
"Soundwave is right, Knock Out. Unless I'm mistaken, the controls here are equivalent in height of that in your lab. And I just saw Soundwave jump off in ease. Holding a child at that." Megatron signal for Soundwave to end transmission. He no longer wished to speak to Knock Out.
A long tentacle reach over to the control and hit the end call button.
"Hey!" Knock Out noticed the call dropped. A frown came back when he peeks back down at the ground.
"Well.. Here goes nothing.." He closed his eyes before sliding off of the Keyboard. Before he knew it, he landed safely on the floor on his feet.
"Huh.. That wasn't so bad."
In the halls was Soundwave making his way to the Energon storage room. He was actually enjoying the quiet as he manage to shush Laserbeak for the meantime.
"Insolent Vehicon troopers… They need to watch where they step, I was nearly crushed three times already!" Alas, silence was broken by the former Seeker, Starscream, as he was coming down from the opposite side of the hallway.
The really far side of the hallway. His voice really does carry well.
Starscream wore a dark grey trench coat that was mostly closed oppose to Soundwave. A light colored undershirt could be seen. Pants were a lighter shade of grey and had on dark elevator boots with red markings. His hair was short and grey with a strand of red that was spiked in the front. Just like Soundwave, they both were lanky although he looked like he was in his early thirties.
Words cannot describe how much Soundwave just wanted to turn around and walk away, but Starscream already spotted the spy.
Scrap.
Well, too late to turn now.
Soundwave continued on his merry way and as expected, he was stopped mid way by Starscream. "Soundwave, can you believe it? I swear, I think the troops are testing my authority over them…" He paused, realizing the child shielding himself behind Soundwaves's coat in hopes the seeker would dissapear.
"Nuh…" the sparkling whines frowning.
"Oh, Laserbeak.. I forgot you were a child." Starscream cooed teasley as he moved his finger towards Laserbeak.
Big mistake.
There was a loud CRUNCH noise as Starscream retracted his hand with a painful yelp.
"Ow!" He was holding onto his bitten finger. "The little brat bit me!" Starscream glared at kid who was giving him an innocent glance. Looking up, Starscream saw a rare half smile on the TIC's face.
"Wipe that look off your face!" One phrase Starscream didn't plan on using on Soundwave ever.
Soundwave frowned, but smiled again as he spoke, "He's hungry," in Knock Out's voice.
And that ends that. Sorry if it wasn't interesting enough. I had to make sure I got the introductions right about their looks.
I have this weird Headcanon that all seekers (not Megatron.. Is he even counted as a seeker?) to wear trench coats. I don't know why, but it sounded really cool in my head.
Like I said before, I am up for ideas. You can post it in the reviews or PM, whichever is better for you. I do have a few ideas, but some of them will have to wait in the middle.
Conflict ideas will mostly help too.
Welp, I hope you guys enjoyed this and please give me some feedback or criticism!
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