Authors Note:
Sooooo, heres the next chappy! hope you like and please excuse editing and etc.
Oh and who do you think she should meet? the crew that is. (Not optimus, rachet, ironhide i got plans for them.)
Journal,
I really don't know what to say…Most likely to glitch at any moment? *Raises hand*
Other than that I need to go look for Sunstreaker and beat the slag outta him, after I'm done glitching that is.
~Foxtrot, previously known as Ashtin to the humans I supposedly knew
I groaned at the pounding in my head, to say it hurt would be an understatement of the century. Curse that dumb primus for dropping a bomb on my head. Slowly I peeked open my eyes. Only to quickly squint them shut at the blindingly bright light that filtered through. I moaned, covering my face with one of my soar metal arms.
Wait. Metal?
Quickly pulling my arm away I opened my eyes to look at it. Only to tumble off the berth I was laying on a moment later, with a freaked out girly squeal, which I may let you know I did not let loose quite often. Simultaneously scaring the crap out of the poor red and white cybertronian that was dozing off on a nearby stool, who joined me on the floor as well.
"What in the name of primus-" The red and white mech looked around in confusion, only to find me sprawled out on the ground, with one of my feet still on the berth. His face plates flashed with concern instantly.
Quickly he got up and helped me from my face plant into the floor, thankfully not finding it humorous at all. Once I was seated back on the berth, he quickly disappeared and was back quickly with a small cup of dark liquid that I could only assume was energon. I tentatively took it when it was offered and sipped it. All the while I could feel the red/white mech scanning me continuously. I grimaced at the feel of it; it felt like he was invading my space. Seriously, it wasn that bad like they say in fan fics, It just was an invasion I was conscious of.
Noticing the change in my behavior he smiled. "My designation is First Aid; I'm a medic, so there's no need to feel uncomfortable."
I nodded, but still didn't trust him. Great, out of all the bots I get stuck with when I wake up! It just has to be a medic. Slag you Primus. You could have put me with Sunstreaker, and then at least I could have beaten the heck out of him and scratched his paint with much joy. *Inward sigh, oh to beat sunstreaker up!
"May I ask what your designation is?" First Aid asked pulling me out of my thoughts.
I was about to use my human name, but stopped, quickly realizing that this probably wasn't earth. Considering the windows I could see that had giant rocks floating outside. Which last time I remember, earth didn't have floating rocks.
"Foxtrot." I stated simply, finishing off the cube of energon.
He nodded, quickly taking the empty cube and throwing it away for me. He pulled up a stool to my berth as he grabbed a data pad, his gaze quickly flickering over the screen.
"Soooo" I dragged out. "Where am I?"
He looked up from his datapad. "You're on a patrol ship inbound for Iacon, your very lucky. We found you on an abandoned decepticon transporter; the whole thing was falling apart."
I blinked, "Who, what, when, where, and why?" I asked innocently. Now, I know that there are expectations for every Trans fan, but knowing the cities on cybertron is not one I tend to follow up on.
He blinked back. "Do you not remember anything?"
"Nope." I said popping the p, which is kinda difficult when you're metal.
Instantly First Aid was concerned and started shooting all sorts of questions at me. Starting with what was the last thing I remembered, which by the way I said 'nothing' cause I know what happens to the people that say a voice talked to them. I am not insane or stupid. Next he started asking about my personal life and my creators. Which I had no answer for, all the questions ending with answers of 'I have no frickin clue' or something along those lines.
In the end I was dubbed to of had my processor wiped of all, but my name by the decepticons. Happy day! I was not dubbed insane!
With that First Aid left me with the instructions to lie down and recharge. Which I had no intention of doing. Leaving me in the small med bay on what I soon found out to be a pretty large ship.
Once I was certain he was gone, I got up and steadily found it easy to walk in my cybertronian form, as I headed straight for the door. Opening it hesitantly I looked out both ways, sneaking like a ninja that I had at some point in my life wished to be, out into the open corridor. It was dimly lit and luckily, I found no one. Walking down the halls and taking quite a few turns I still crossed paths with not a single soul.
Eventually, I decided to take a break and leaned against a wall ,looking out one of the many windows that showed the dark expanse outside. Lights' twinkling in the distance, along with herds of meteors floating about was the only surroundings of the outside I could see.
I let loose a soft sigh. In the corner of my eye something bright orange caught my attention. Looking up, I peered at the window, soon finding that that bright orange I had seen was my reflection. Amazed, I approached the window and looked at what it had to offer of my reflection. Standing there was me, now a bright, vibrant orange femme with the same vibrant misty blue eyes, err optics. With white and black stripes running up my helm and around the rest of my form, I almost wanted to laugh at the small amount of irony my paint held with my name.
I had a somewhat appealing form. Well at least to me it was. I was just a little shorter than First Aid that was for sure, but I held a lithe like figure of a cat, a feminine figure. My armor was smooth and rounded rather than pointed like a Decepticon, but it was pleasing none the less. To top it off? I had cat like audio receptors. That vaguely remided me of a fox with the paint.
I sighed again. What did you do Primus? Is this just another dream? I asked more myself than anyone else not expecting an answer.
You shall soon see, my child.
"Oh god, I hope you didn't turn me into a furry and give me a tail!" I checked.
