The Nemisis, Jack's POV
Everything hurt.
My limbs felt like lead as I lay on the table, unable to move due to the chains and pain. It was strange, to be on the metal table that was warmed by my own blood.
Knockout had left hours before, after putting a strange device inside me and painfully sealing my wound, but not with stiches or by any human methods.
But rather, the technology put in me sealed it together with circutry, wires and metal.
Now it felt like my intestines got mixed around, which they probably were, with the strange mechanical thing in them.
Now and then, I'd cough up blood. But I was too tired and weak to do anything, not even yell or scream.
I gave a muffled, barely audible sound as pain flashed up my spine, and more blood drowned my throat and slowly dripped from my lips.
The sound of the door hissing open echoed through the room, and I flinched as I heard heavy footfalls and the door hiss shut.
Knockout came into my line of vision, he looked down at me, then ran a scan over me. He smirked, nodding in satisfaction.
"You seem to be adjusting nicely to the technology."
"Wh..What did you do?" I asked hoarsely. He chuckled.
"It's simple, actually. I've been wanting to run some tests to see if it's possible to combine Cybertronian tech with an organic being. You've saved me the trouble of having to go find a test subject."
I thought over his words for a moment.
"Combine...Tech and humans?...L-Like a...a cyborg?" I asked incredulously. Knockout paused for a moment, and I was sure he was looking up the human term 'cyborg' online. He then looked at me.
"Well, actually, yes."
He then turned away for a moment while I stared at his back. I wanted to lift my head to see better, but the chain around my neck prevented me from doing so. When he turned back to face me, he held scalpel. I shut my eyes tightly as he dragged it along my left arm, careful to avoid any vitals. I hissed in pain, the burning sensation washing over my arm in a white hot wave.
He stopped when it reached my wrist. He then removed the sharp blade completely. I didn't open my eyes when I heard Knockout lift another item from the side of the table.
He pushed something into the gash, and I struggled against the chains as I felt wires sprout from it and dig into my bones.
Knockout then placed two more into the long cut, each time as painful as the first. I opened my eyes when he finished, only to see wires, metal and circuts sprout from the gash and seam the cut together, leaving a shiny, white metal that was stained with my blood.
Autobot Base, 3rd POV
The base was silent, the only human left in base was June, since she didn't have to work in the morning while Raf and Miko had school. So the woman had turned down Bulk and 'Bee's offers to take her home, and stayed behind.
The woman had kept close to Optimus, finding the Prime's presence comforting. Optimus didn't mind, since many times before it seemed to be the same with the other 'bots when they were suffering in one way or another.
Arcee kept close to the Prime as well, and always kept a close watch on the monitor Ratchet used to search for her partner.
Ratchet himself was concerned about Jack being in the hands of Megatron, but was able to keep his mind on track, knowing that he had to find Jack quickly.
Optimus held his ever present composure, but inside his thoughts were troubled and slightly fearfull. Jack was strange, he was a puzzle unlike other humans. His intentions in the world, his thoughts. When he'd been gone, Ratchet had informed, that Jack was there for everyone, was strong for them all. Optimus knew that Jack was like a gift from Primus himself, and didn't deserve to be tortured at the hands of the 'cons.
The one thing everyone wanted was Jack to return, alive, and in one piece.
The Nemisis, Jack's POV
I gave a gasp of pain as Knouckout undid the chains and roughly picked me up, his grip making the area's sealed with tech sting.
He proceeded down several halls, before entering the room I'd been chained in before. He used the chains on the ceiling, and I winced as my left arm screamed in pain.
"Get some rest, fleshling. Tomorow will be even more amusing than today." He said, voice dripping with happines.
I didn't reply, only shut my eyes and let the sleep I'd been fighting over take me.
Later
I awoke to a searing pain, and I writhed in an attempt to get away from what was causing it.
I forced my eyes open and looked over to see Megatron himself, standing there with a smirk and holding the source of my pain, an energon prod.
I turned my head to glare at the floor, a growl coming from deep in my throat, but he only chuckled, touching the prod to my side. Another pain shot up my spine, and made the metal and circutry on my arm and chest spark painfully.
"Knockout informed me of how well you were coping with the Cybertronian technology, I admit that I am impressed." He paused, walking slowly until he was behind me, and he stopped.
"But I highly doubt you wish to go through such agonizing pain again, now do you?"
He moved to stand in front of me, using a claw under my chin to make me look at him.
"If you tell me the location of the Autobots, then you won't have to go through such pain again."
I glared fiercely at him.
"You are disgusting if you think I'd give up my family just to avoid being tortured, you scrapheap!" I spat. He looked surprised and furious for a moment, then regained his composure.
"Very well, then I will be sure to tell Knockout he may continue with his tests. Do not forget I gave you a chance, fleshling." He said. He then left, the door hissing shut behind him.
I then looked at the floor again, but had to shut my eyes when the begin of tears burned them. I couldn't cry, I had to stay strong, had to stay loyal...
For my family.