Sorcerers of Sacor & Transformers: Mecha!Sorcerer
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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 shout out 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).
The next day welcomed the arrival of Rebellion Representatives. The Garlcian resembled a small bipedal sea dragon without wings, he wore robes. The Cerconian was a feathered lizard, a mammal in truth, with useless wings that had barely any membrane for flight. The representative from Cannis was a Cannis Sorcerer, he was a wolf in one form, a human in the other. The former king of Avalaria was a magic dragon, a pastel blue colour with whiskers and wing membranes that faded from dark blue to light blue.
The sparklings had grown confident around them, until the Humans arrived. "May I ask" the human male said looking at Shannon in human form.
"If you must, I am allied to the Autobots and the other races that reside here. What is it that you wish to ask" she said.
"What are these creatures?" He asked. She grew furious.
"My children, sir" she said through gritted teeth. She transformed into a dragon.
"Looks like you got knocked up pretty badly by a circuit board" he said. She turned into her mechanical form and braced for an attack. "And violated by a machine" he continued. Shannon was about to pounce on the human. 'System lockdown authorised by Optimus Prime' echoed in her mind. She groaned in protest, looking at said Prime who had cleared the order.
"Who's the father?" He asked. Ratchet kneeled.
"I am" Ratchet said.
It was a few years later, 8 to be exact. Neither Autobots or Sorcerers aged due to their large life spans. "Mum! Mum!" The young Autobot-Sorcerer hybrids chanted.
"What my children" Shannon replied.
"Can you teach us to fly? Look how big our wings have got" Astra said.
"Please!" Crossflight said.
"Okay my sparklings" she said, leading the three not-so-small hybrids down the corridor.
"Ratchet, your sparklings are going to have their first try at flight" she called into the medbay. The dragoness led her clutch out of the building and found the whole Autobot population gathered in the forest clearing near the lake. She smiled and stepped aside to reveal the half grown sparklings. "I present Astra" she began. Said femme created a green aura that danced for a brief moment.
"I present Nightshade" the mother said. The young mech created a dark blue cloud and dissipated it dramatically.
"And last but not least, I present Crossflight" she continued. The remaining young mech made a purple bird and it dissipated. Ratchet took pride in his three offspring. The dragoness jumped into the air and beat her wings. She hovered and watched Astra jump. She spread her mechanical wings and shakily stayed in the air. She got a round of applause. Nightshade lept and took his spot next to her. Crossflight jumped and beat his wings, he was unsteady and was caught by his mother. His second try was successful. She led the young ones around the lake and landed at the end. It was Nightshade's turn to mess up and was caught by his father.
Ironhide walked up to the family, Prowl walking behind. "Uncle Prowl! Uncle Ironhide!" The young hybrids shouted. The weapons specialist looked at Prowl, who nodded. Instead the sparklings looked at their parents. "Why are your energy signatures burning brightly? Like a fire hungry to consume wood" Crossflight asked. Ironhide laughed.
"Innuendo intended. Your parents are dismissed, Prime?" He said. Optimus smiled,
"Eight years of 'pg' to quote their private comm link, has bottled up many emotions. Most of which I am reluctant to say when their offspring are present" he said. Ratchet shot a nervous glance at Optimus.
"Prime?" Nightshade asked.
"Yes Nightshade" the prime said.
"Can my parents be dismissed? After raising me, my brother and my sister I think that they deserve time to themselves. Like before we hatched" the blue sparkling said. It was Shannon's turn to blush.
"Your telepathic abilities developed early?" She asked.
"You underestimated our Cybertronian half, you made the most of the time you had before we were hatched" Crossflight added.
"I would like to take you out for a meal, if you would agree" Ratchet said to stop the children's mind games.
"Yes I'd love to" she said quickly. Ironhide sat down and looked at the three children.
Shannon got in Ratchet's alternative form, as he activated his holoform. They started to drive to the city. The Sorceress stroked a finger on the leather seat beneath her. Ratchet parked his alternate form outside the restaurant. Shannon looked in amazement. "It's where you took me before we got together" she said as he smiled.
"After you, femme of my spark" he said as they walked in. They sat on a table for two. A waiter came up to them.
"No it's not-" he started. Shannon looked at the man; the same man that had served them before.
"Hello again" she said. The waiter then took their order and walked away quickly.
"That was a coincidence" Ratchet said. The waiter came back with their food. When we finished he came to us.
"So what brings you both back here?" He asked, before they could answer he continued, "are you both?".
"Yes, for the last eight years" she said.
"Next thing you'll say is that you have children" he joked. Ratchet smiled.
"We have three beautiful children" Ratchet said proudly. The waiter placed a rose on the table.
"Make the most of your time, a couple's life with children gets harder as time goes by" he said. Ratchet leaned over the now clean table. Shannon mirrored his actions and they kissed.
"Well that definitely wasn't chaste, the alley at the back of the restaurant is free. And it's late so nobody will see" the waiter said.
"We'll have to decline your offer, we'll be going" Shannon replied as they bid him farewell. Ratchet walked with his arm around her waist. Shannon's head lay on his shoulder. He let go of her and led her into the alley. "Ratchet, I'm sure you can wait" she said.
"I'm sorry my femme, I don't think I can wait" he almost whispered.
"Don't apologise mech of my heart, I can't wait either." He changed his mind and they got into the back seats of his alternate form. He tinted the windows so that it was private.
"I think that they are having a good time" Ironhide said.
"At the restaurant, I couldn't agree more" Prowl replied.
"No, I mean at something else. Ratchet and Shannon don't realise that their private comm link is no longer private. Just puts to terms how they are too tired to secure the channel" the black mech said. Prowl looked in the distance. He found the comm channel and blocked it from the children.
"That was different to listen to" he said.
"I'll work on a project, the Sorceress has opted to share a little shapeshifting technology."
"Ironhide, what are you working on?" Prowl asked.
"I'm the weapons specialist. Take a guess" he replied. A mechanical device was sent via a link to Ironhide. His face plate heated.
"Don't send a picture like that again" the specialist said, cooling his processor.
The couple arrived. Optimus looked impatient at the Sorceress who sat on Ratchet's shoulder. "When are you going to make first contact with the Humans? They're asking constantly and they are ready for acceptance" he said.
"I'll give you my reasons again: I don't trust Humans" she replied.
"They want to meet you, and your people"
"Okay, I guess the sooner the better" she said sarcastically. She jumped and cantered off in dragon form. She bolted for the weapons room. Once inside she checked for any Human presence: none. "The Humans restricted themselves to the smaller part of the base. The reason being that you are uneasy" she heard from behind her.
"I'm just scared 'hide. I've read their mythology books, the only Humans that accepted Dragons were from the Eastern culture" she said.
"These Humans won't lay a finger on you, Ratchet and I will make sure of that" the weapons specialist said. Before he could look down at the dragoness, she had vanished. He resumed on a canon that he had been working on.
Shannon walked through the corridors to find Prowl's office. The young hybrids had complained about not spending time with the high ranked mech. She entered, "Prowl?" She asked.
"Yes Shannon" he replied. She reared and leaned on the desk.
"The young ones have been talking about them not spending much time with you. Personally I miss our rounds of fencing" she said. He sighed and shrugged.
"I've been really busy. I won't dismiss you or your sparklings but I ask to not be part of the three. It pains you to not spend time with a third of your bond" he said solemnly. She nodded and nuzzled his servo before exiting the room. She found herself outside the weapons room.
"You're back, what's wrong?" He asked. She laid on the ground next to Ironhide's seating.
"Prowl is busy. And therefore has resigned from the bond to not cause any harm with him not seeing us" she said, also addressing Ratchet through the bond.
"Any ideas for the job description" the black Autobot said.
"It isn't a job, it's a commitment- a bond. The description doesn't exist, just depends on mine and Ratchet's approval" she replied. He delicately stroked her longest wing finger. Shannon lay her head on his right stabilising servo, and looked into his optics. 'Ratch what do you think of Ironhide being the third?' she asked to her mate.
'I approve' he thought back. She curled around the unsuspecting mech.
"You have been offered. Do you wish to accept" she said. He smiled.
"Of course I accept."
Shannon pricked up her ears to hear a faint call, she bolted outside to find the source. The blue dragoness walked until the bushes concealed her from the source. 'Humans' she thought to Ironhide. He walked in front of the humans. "What is your business here?" He asked the group.
"Autobot Ironhide, we thought that we saw an alien, besides the life we know" a human male replied. Shannon was invisible and inspected the humans; she jumped onto Ironhide's back as a human. "That alien is an ally. The Sorceress that you wish to meet is weary of your kind" he said.
"Would she care to show herself? Is she hiding?" The lead human asked.
"She is not hiding, but evaluating your race" the bot answered.
"Is she planning to kill us?" The Human continued. Shannon sat on Ironhide's shoulder. "And why are you smiling".
"She is very near here, she is showing amusement at your pre judgement of her" he replied. Shannon dropped to the ground and made herself visible, with her cape and helmet on. "You are smaller than I expected" the Human said. Shannon grunted before turning into a dragon. She looked down at him. "I take that back" he continued whilst stepping back.
"No need to be scared, your mythology is quite wrong" she said. The three sparklings burst out of the bushes and towards the Humans. Shannon held out her tail to prevent her brood from getting too close.
"Sorceress, are these your children?" The Human asked. She nodded. "And Autobot Ironhide is the father-".
"No no incorrect Human. It's Uncle Ironhide" Astra said. Shannon nearly laughed.
"Their father is Autobot Ratchet" she said.