Sorcerers of Sacor & Transformers: Mecha!Sorcerer
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General notes:
Here I am again! Another experimental story.
I normally get these ideas by randomly picking a fandom, of something I have read/seen before, and I read a few stories by my fellow writers (a big shoutout to all you amazing guys!).
Shannon's (my oc) mechanical form was a dead idea that started years ago. I decided to resurrect it and found the Transformers fandom. By what I've read their fandom tends to use specialist vocabulary. I bet it's a good job that I enjoy Physics and Computer Science :)
I hope you like whatever I come out with in this one. Now for the disclaimer:
Transformers does not in any way belong to me, it has the full copyright of Paramount and Hasbro (I do not own it or related content).
I do however own the Sorcerers of Sacor series and related characters and content (including Shannon's Mechanical form).
Chapter 2:
Optimus stared at the couple who entered the base. "Any happy announcements?" He asked. Ratchet shot a glance at his mate, and back to his prime. "They wanted to know what Dragon Dust was-" she said. Ratchet understood, but the Sorceress proceeded with the announcement. "I am expecting Ratchet's sparklings," she continued. The mechs stood and congratulated them. Optimus looked at the Sorceress.
"We are to receive some company tomorrow," he said. The prime became amused when the dragoness' head bent slightly to one side and her tail ceased its gentle sway. "A lot of Autobots will be returning as this is our main base," he continued. The dragoness halted her confusion and noticed the low westerly incline of the Terran Star. She bid farewell for the night and trotted to her dorm. She laid in silence, she thought of how the other Autobots could react to her. She was only aware of the telepathic bond between her and Ratchet when he contacted her. 'I know those who are coming. They will accept you' he thought to reassure his mate. She sent a jolt of amusement through the bond.
'They'll accept me because I am your mate. Otherwise they risk a spanner up the aft from you' she thought. As she basked in her enjoyment, she never noticed Ratchet actually entering the dorm. He looked at her. She flicked her tail, stretching on her side. Ratchet placed a hand next to her stomach, preventing her from rolling over. "Don't do anything like that, remember that you are carrying more than your own life," he said. She groaned in distaste.
"Are you saying that as the chief medical officer or my mate?" She asked, allowing him to lie next to her. He wrapped a servo around her and she did the same with an arm. She draped her right wing over them. 'I say that as both' he replied. Both mech and Sorceress fell into recharge. The Sorceress more so as she had surfaced her mechanical side, a scientist's experiment. Only the scientist was herself.
The four bots assembled in the main room, waiting for the arrival of many Autobots. Shannon turned invisible and hid on the top of a container. The first to enter was a proud bot; he had a sword at his side. "Optimus, I feel a presence. Ratchet! I didn't know that you had a mate," the newcomer said. The hidden dragoness made a move on his processor, and ultimately failed. "And that your mate is the one hidden. And carries sparklings" he continued.
"Prowl, she will show herself when she deems it safe," Ironhide said. Prowl activated his holoform. She decided to contact him. 'Unsheathe your sword and brace for a challenger' she thought into Prowl's processor. He did and waited. Shannon showed herself as a human. She drew her azure blade. He stared at this human, he thought she was human. She wore a dark blue cape, inside she hid her wings and tail, and she wore her helmet. The Sorceress started the friendly fight. She parried a blow that aimed for her shoulder. She lashed at his holoform's side, only to be effectively deflected. Five minutes of the stalemate and they bowed to one another. Neither challenger noticed the array of Autobots that had come into the building. Prowl's holoform dissipated, and Prowl bowed in bipedal form, he respected this human. 'You think that I'm human?' she asked, still in his processor. He was denied access to her mind and was forced to reply physically.
"I doubt that you are human, one you would have not challenged a bot to a spontaneous bout of fencing. And two, you are well trained in the arts" he said.
"Thank you, Prowl" she smiled.
"I didn't quite get your name, you have outstanding mental discipline" he replied.
"I am Empress Shannon Higgins of the Rebellion Empire. You may call me Shannon, as I have no power over you. I am not human, but a Sorcerer, which allows me to do this" she began. In cue with her introduction, she uncovered her cape from her extra limbs and transformed into a dragon. The bots were in awe. She then addressed the authority in the room, yet kept her voice to her audience. "Of course, I would like to call our races allies" she turned to Optimus, "I will not request that you join the Empire as you have a working system. I do ask if the Cybertronian faction of Autobots will form an alliance with the Rebellion Empire" she finished.
"I accept your offer Empress Shannon of the Rebellion Empire, allies of the Autobots," he said.
The political paperwork was swiftly dealt with. The dragoness proceeded to drop her professional stance and walk as herself. "Hi Prowl," she said catching the mech on the corridors.
"Good evening Shannon, I was expecting a more formal greeting" he said. Her tail began to sway.
"I was raised as a guardian. But it never extinguished my spirit" she said, opening her mind to him.
"Sorceress, you let your mental guard down" he said.
"I trust you and the others" she replied, giving him a wink before Ratchet could get on her case.
"Are you sure you should do that behind your mech's back?" He asked warily.
"I am known for being a proud nationalistic individual," she said. He shrugged.
"I might consider getting Wheeljack to brig you before you cause trouble," he said. She sat next to his stabilising servos and looked up at him.
"You wouldn't do that. Even if you did, I'd get out"
"Ratchet told me of your ability to go through walls" he said, "You'd do another form of punishment, since we know that you have programming other than instinct." She stood and turned into a human. She walked alongside him, until they both entered medbay. Two mechs sat on the medical table, with Ratchet looking agitated. The two looked at her "Empress we can explain-" one said. Shannon was amused, and so was her mate. She put up a hand and it surprisingly influenced them to stop talking. "No need to call me that. My name is Shannon among you" she replied.
'It would have been useful to control the twins' Ratchet thought through the bond.
"I'm Skids and this is Mudflap, Shannon what brings you here? Other than to flirt with your sparkmate" the one that had greeted her asked. Ratchet reached for a wrench to throw. She flew and perched on his shoulder. "I had something else in mind," she said. Prowl looked at anyone but her. The Sorceress laughed. "Not like that my dusty processored friends, I mean I wish to know more about Energon," she said still laughing to herself, "what effect does it have on biological tissues".
"It can be used to make organic tissue or accept foreign tissue" Ratchet said, "what have you done."
"I was experimenting years ago; I found that Energon could work alongside my sorcery. As per se my mechanical side of me" she explained. She looked at the bots for approval. She got a brief glance from her mech.
The Sorceress felt adrenaline. Lots of it. She found it fun to hide in the shadows, and run as if her life depended on it as soon as Bumblebee detected her presence. She ran as fast as she could, the transformed Bumblebee metres behind in his alternate form. She laughed and took flight when Bee got close. They turned the chase into the races that they used to enjoy. She landed at a lake and Bee transformed into his bipedal form and sat next to her. "You're dead. Did you see the twins when they got caught? I just followed orders to get you. What possessed you to do that anyway?" He asked.
"I got bored, Skids and Mudflap were my hope of salvation. At first I had no idea that they'd rigged one of the bars in the brig" she said. He stared at her.
"Shannon my friend, you cannot hide that from me. Out of the three of you, you're the one to reprogram that bar in the time that you had," he said. She agreed.
"I'm not dragging you down with me. Take me back and I will face them" she said calm as ever. He drove back with her, in human form. She exited Bee, who immediately transformed. She walked over to Wheeljack. "I will serve my time in the brig," she said.
"Femme of mine, you are not going to the brig," Ratchet said. Before she could express her delight, she was interrupted. She felt a tight grip around her wings. It felt like chains.
Ironhide watched as Ratchet's mate walked and sat next to him. "What's wrong, I thought that you'd be in the brig," he said.
"I'm grounded," she said looking at the floor.
"Wouldn't you be in your room, or Ratchet's?" He asked.
"I'm literally grounded. Ratchet used some code to temporarily disable my wings. I can't fly, I'm grounded," she said, the weapons specialist smiled at her play on words.
"Oh and Prowl wishes to see you" he said.
She walked into the corridor, making it quite clear that she protested about walking. She tried to open her wings for the millionth time to no prevail. She turned into a dragon and walked. She came to Prowl's office and the mech was not there. She entered and decided to wait inside. The mech eventually returned and smiled at the miserable dragoness curled on the floor. "Neither Ratchet nor Optimus would allow me to suspend your punishment. It seems to be agitating you," he said. She got an idea and bounded to her feet. The second in command officer shot a glance at her. "You broadcasted that idea to me. I don't really want to know the various ways you can seduce your mate," he said. She dropped to the floor once more and rolled onto her back.
"This is torture. God Ratchet you stubborn mech! This is frustrating the sparklings as much as me" Shannon said, "Prowl I'm sure that Ratchet doesn't want to do this."
Prowl looked at her "you shouldn't have been led astray by the twins" he said.
"You need to lighten up a bit," she said, wrapping her tail around the mech's left stabilising servo. "You're so serious," she continued.
"Why are you acting like this?" He asked.
"Boredom" was her only response.
"What if Ratchet knows about your actions towards me?" He asked again. She got up and reared to his height.
"My people are not accustomed to being in static pairs. I lived as part of a trio, the other two being members of my ship. If Ratchet disagrees then he will be denying a custom of my race," she said as professionally as she could. He suddenly embraced the dragoness.
"I could accept that; remember that Ratchet is less likely to understand. Even I as his superior officer cannot stop him from his bouts of anger" Prowl said, "talking about bouts, do you fancy another round of fencing." They drew their swords, both in their larger forms.
Ratchet found his mate fencing with his superior officer. He felt a deep sense of friendship in the room. "Are you two going to accept that you are equals, or do I have to do something else to ground you" he said. He didn't get a glance, just a response.
"I'm occupying myself since I cannot fly. Prowl's expertise in fencing provides sufficient occupation" she said, Ratchet broke the fight.
"Sufficient occupation? What's going on?" he said, venting quickly as he did.
"Sorcerers are accustomed to living in trios, you can't deny my nature," she said.
"So you flirt with a superior officer to express that nature," Ratchet said. Prowl looked away when he felt a sparkbound's argument arising. The dragoness sheathed her azure blade. "That nature is something that you will have to deal with, I wish for Prowl to be the third," she said. The room was in silence.