M.E.C.H Base, Jeff's POV
I flinched as one of the scientists came up with another wire in his hand. "Oh great what now." I thought as I been here for days or maybe weeks, I could only tell the time because of the clock I'd see in the hallway whenever someone went out of the room.
The whole time I've been here is had been full of blood being drawn, wires being painfully taken out, only to return and have more wires thrust into me than taken out previously. It hurt like a bitch, now I know how Frankenstein feels. The insides of my body felt like it was burning. Though that was probably because they used tubes to feed me. Assholes, thanks to them I feel like a weird combination of the person that can't move at all or a lab rat. Now and then, they would stick a needle in me that paralyzes me to the extent I couldn't even speak. Reason why is because I would bite them hard not letting them go and I have a foul-mouthed that will make any sailor or warrior proud. And they didn't like that at all even that asshole Silas he got the worst of it. I never like the guy and I'll never will.
When I was paralyzed they'd take me to another room where they'd slice me open like a fish, and I wanted to punch them in the face and beat them to a bloody mess but sadly I couldn't. I understood what they were doing after the first three times. They were replacing my intestines with the equivalent of an "Autobot's" I don't even know what the hell an Autobot is.
Then they'd always stitch me up and take me back into the room with the large, machine. Since I'd been there so long, I was able to piece together what was going to happen.
What I can tell from what's going on. The plan was to start the basic structure starting with the organs, then the armor would come later. It sounded like my body would be somehow forced to shift into that of an "Autobot", though how it would be forced, I'd never know and I don't want to find out.
All I know is that there was always at least ten people in the room, even when I sleep. Talk about creepy stalkers. But I'll make them pay for what they have done to me in the most deadliest way. I could think of I wasn't given the nickname silent killer for nothing you know, Anyway.
When the scientest pushed the needle with a sharp wire into my skin, I hissed in pain. The wire began to glow blue and as it began to burn . "Damn why does it burn like hell" I thought as i looked at the glowing blue wire.
"What percentage is the syncronization at?" He asked the scientist at the computer. His companion glanced over a number on the screen.
"So far it's at 72%, his remaining intestines are trying to reject the, ah, what's it called...? Oh! Energon."
The first scientist looked at me for a second, then turned to a third scientist who stood next to the machine and was taking notes on a clipboard.
"Tell Silas we will be putting the cybernetics into Mr. Darby's heart and brain, and that we will be replacing his lungs and eyes. Also, tell him we'll be ready to start the process of forcing the transformation."
The one he spoke to straighten, looking startled.
Oh man, I'm really fucked here. I need to get out of here but I stopped when I felt the pain my body was going through, ah it hurts ... Jack.. My thoughts when to my little brother if I make it out of here Alive. I'll make sure to give every last one of these assholes the same shit they're putting me through but ten times more painful.
"But sir! The transformation will send out violent electrical pulses! It will bring the cloaking device down and the transformers will-"
"Enough! We will deal with that later, his human body won't hold out with the new organs long enough for us to strengthen the cloaking device. We either deal with the transformers and the boy lives. Or he dies and Project Nightshot is a failure because of your ideals of safety. Now go and tell Silas we will proceed with the transformation tomorrow." The first scientist commanded, I rolled my eyes at the volume of his voice "Can you please shut the fuck up". I said in a tired voice as the scientist then went over to a metal table in the corner and came back over to me with one of the paralysis sedations.
"Oh crap". I said while I tried to move away, but my body was still in this weak state and the straps that held me still, as the scientist pressed the needle into my skin. I felt myself go numb and I couldn't move at all, my neck couldn't hold up my head anymore and my head fell like I was dead.
The wires in my body were pulled out, which hurt like a bitch, and the table I was on was put down into a horizontal position again. Then I was rolled out.
The halls were white, completely white. It was bright and burned my eyes which were used to the dim room. I was wheeled into the surgical room, and my insides, or at least what was left of them, twisted with fear. Then the table stopped moving and ten people, male and female, were looking down at me, surgical masks over their noses and mouths.
"Oh fuck me" I thought as they began.
My pain filled tears stream from my eyes as they cut into my chest and head. I been through the most pain these past few days that most people will be begging for death or piss their pants in comparison. I never cried in pain for a very long time. But this pain that they are putting me through is a whole new level and I couldn't take it anymore. It hurts a lot... not even the Devil will want go through the pain I'm going through.
I knew that this time the pain would be the worst out of all the times they dragged me in here. I wanted to scream in pain for the first time ever. As if my whole being was ripped out violently. It's true in this case these sick asses were replacing my lungs. Next came the 'cybernetics' I didn't even know what the fuck it is. They implanted in my brain. It felt like electricity was shocking my body. It was like the time I was forced into that shock therapy in the Detention Center. I freaked out when I began to crying blood. Then they implanted the cybernetics into my heart. It felt like a thousand of the wires were being pushed into my body. Then they stitched up my head and chest.
There was only one thing left...
It was my eyes.
"Should he really be conscious for this?" One of the scientists, a female, asked.
"Yes, he will be fine. Are the optics ready?"
"Yes sir."
"Good, then let's begin."
They dried away my tears off my face, then came the 2nd worst pain I'll ever feel in my life.
Autobot Base, 3rd POV
Everyone turned as 'Bee and Raf drove into the base alongside Arcee and Jack.
The both boys had a picture of sadness on their face as they slowly walked up to Optimus. Jack reached into his pocket, producing a broken cell phone and holding it up to the prime.
Jeff's cell phone.
"It was on the side of the street... where the crash happened" Jack murmured as Optimus took the cell phone gingerly between two fingers.
"T-there...there was also a few drops of blood...it's not Jeff's blood it was someone else's blood I think they gotten cut when they pulled Jeff out of the crash "Jack said as everyone, even Miko, were quiet. Arcee was shakign her head in disbelief, 'Bee, beeped sadly, Ratchet had completely halted in his work to look over with shock. While Miko had gone over to June and hugged the woman who now was crying silently in what happened to her oldest son and Bulkhead looked down. Suddenly the alarm went off, not the 'Cons are attacking,' but the 'Agent Fowler is here' kind. When Fowler entered though, he wasn't alone. Four soldiers dragged in a M.E.C.H scientist. June quickly dragged Miko, Raf, and Jack to the side while 'Bee quickly placed a hand on an angry Arcee's shoulder.
"Prime! We caught this little scumbag sneaking around the edge of town, trying to contact someone. I figured you'd like to be the first to interrogate him."
"Thank you Agent Fowler, bring him over here." Optimus replied, gesturing to the wall where June had placed a chair. Fowler nodded to the soldiers who dragged the M.E.C.H and tossed him into the chair before tying him to it. The man struggled, eyes panicked as the Autobots approached.
"You are part of the organization known as M.E.C.H, correct?" Optimus asked. The man nodded quickly.
"Then you know what has happened to our young friend's older twin Brother, Jeff Darby that is correct as well?"
The scientist M.E.C.H eyes widen knowing that they were experimenting on the wrong person. It was not Jack Darby who they believed that they were experimenting on to make Project Nightshot.
"I-I-I would n-n-never tell the l-likes of y-y-you!" The man stammered out. "Then we'll FORCE it out of you!" Arcee threatend, a blade extending from her arm, she held it to the mans throat. He screamed, and Optimus gently pulled Arcee away from the scientist, shaking his head in a silent command. Arcee growled, but retracted the blade.
"We will not kill you, but if you do not comply, we will have to resort with physical force." Optimus explained to the man, who flinched away fearfully.
all in what was going on Jack felt dread building up into his very core something was happening to his older twin brother something bad he can just feel it…Jeff… was all Jack and think about