The Nemisis, Jack's POV
My whole body screamed in pain as Knockout ran a scalpel across my collar bone, making me thrash against the chains that held me down, and blood flooded my throat to drip down my face.
I gave small sounds of pain as a clicking and whirring came, and metal came to seal the cut, small wires and circutry sparking before connecting in their rightfull areas. I remembered how Ratchet had once spoke of self repair systems, so I guessed that was what was happening, and Knockout confirmed it with his next words.
"All your self repair systems seem to be in working order. I can now move on to the more...interesting tech."
I felt my insides twist when he said that, it was bound to be painful with the smirk he wore on his features.
He took the scalpel once more, and placed it above my right brow, draging it along the outside of my face and stopping below my right eye. I held down the scream in my throat as the new injury burned, and blood dripped down my face. Forcing me to close my eye or risk being temporarily blinded by the blood.
Knockout quickly implanted the cybernetics, and I continued my feeble strugles as the sharp wires dug into my flesh and the circutry sparked slightly, making my face painfully numb.
He continued to place cybernetics in the skin over my lower ribs, and he then managed to turn my onto my stomach and place some along my spine. The pain when he implanted the tech over my spine was agonizing, and my eyes burned with the tears I refused to let fall.
He then unchained me, griping me in one hand and grabbing a small robot of sorts. He then left the medbay, while I flinched as his hand irratated the tech on my spine and front.
We then entered a brightly lit room, and I squinted as spots flickered across my vision. It was fairly plain, but random objects, large enough for a Cybertronian's to take cover behind, were scattered around. I decided it must be some sort of training room.
Knockout dropped me, then placed the robot in his hand on the ground as well.
I wondered if I could make a break for it, but my attention was redirected as the strange robot unfolded and lifted a gun.
I nearly screamed when my vision suddenly changed. A small target appeared, locking onto the small robot, and data scrolled across the corner of my vision. I the cybernetics had created a small, glowing blue visor that covered just my right eye (if you've ever played Mass Effect, it's like the ones in the game).
The robot was about my height, and had a strange blade on it's back. It aimed the gun that was its arm at me, and shot. My body felt a surge of power overcome it, and I leapt away, landing a few feet away from where I'd been previously.
How I was able to jump so far, I'd never know.
The robot, which I was positive was non-living, unlike Cybertronians, blasted at me again. Another feeling of power shot through me, and my mind instantly registered the scenario. I ducked forward, fingers lightly pressed to the ground, my knees keeping off the floor so that I was crouching like a runner would.
When the blast passed over my head, I moved forward with amazing speed I hadn't possessed before the tech. I was before the robot in less than a second, and I drove my fist up, sending it into the air. It flew back, crashing into one of the large obstructions.
I then moved forward, again, amazingly fast. I used my momentum to spin, kicking out and slamming my foot into its chest...or would it be chasis?
When I kicked it farther into the large object, it created a large creator in the metal. I reached forward, grabbing the front of its faceplate, and drew back my other hand. Blue electricity gathered in my palm, my fingers curling around it, and ready to finish the weak robot...
No.
I couldn't.
It may not have been a living mech, but I couldn't finish it off.
I heard the door behind me slide open, but I was too distracted to look. I was strugling, my arm shaking with the effort to cease the action of creating the electricity.
The target that the half visor had produced singled out the one vital area to finish the battle, but I refused to give in-
I gasped as I was suddenly grabbed, the blue electricity in my hand vanishing like a breeze. I found myself facing Megatron, his red optics blazing in anger.
"I now see why the Autobots are so fond of you, boy. You are incapable of even destroying a simple, mindless droid!"
I strugled in his grip, having trouble breathing.
"Only 'cons destroy everything within their sights. You may have made me into some freaky cyborg, but I'll never be like you. You've only suceeded in making me more capable of protecting my family." I replied sharply.
Megatron and I glared at eachother for a few minutes, both of us refusing to back down. Megatron finally let out a low growl mefore turning to Knockout and handing me roughly to the medbot. He then turned, crushing the droid in his large had before turning back to me.
"Knockout, place a shock control on the fleshling. Then run more tests. If he refuses to destroy his opponent, give him three electrical shocks. Make sure that he learns to not defy me." Megatron commanded. Knockout bowwed deeply, then left the room.
"Even more fun for me. Lord Megatron is far to kind." Knockout said, voice layered with joy. I simply glared at him, flinching when the cybernetics inlayed in my spine ached at the tight grip around me.
Autobot Base, 3rd POV
"Optimus!"
Everyone looked up as Ratchet spoke, all surprised and confused at the urgent tone in the medbot's voice.
"I've found Jack." Ratchet said quickly, motioning to the monitor. Everyone rushed over to see, all extremely happy that the raven haired teen had been found.
"Are we able to open a groundbridge close to his location?" Optimus asked, looking at the monitor as he stood next to Ratchet. The medbot sighed.
"Unfortunately, they have a sheild set up, it will disrupt any attempts to open a groundbridge. But I will be able to make a hole in the sheild in around five days time."
Optimus was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Please hurry, my old friend."
The Nemisis, Jack's POV
I cried out in pain as electricity pulsed through his body.
It had been two days since the shock control had been placed into my neck. I hated how they wanted to control me, I felt like a dog with a shock collar.
But I had to hold on, for everyone. For Arcee, 'Bee, Bulk, Miko and Raf, who were like my brothers and sisters. For Ratchet, who was like an uncle. For my mom.
For Optimus, who was like the father I'd never truely had.
I yelled as the last of the three shocks pulsed through me. I was happy to see that Knockout was shocked that I'd resisted all attempts to make me destroy the droids I was pitted against. Megatron was furious, wanting me to become a weapon against the 'bots.
But no matter how many times they shocked me with electricity, or how many droids I was put against, I refused to destroy them. I kept thinking the same thing over and over to myself as I continued to resist.
'I have to protect everyone. Optimus, I promise I won't let you and everyone down.'