Hope everyone's excited for this new thing! I know I sure am!

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~3rd Person

Morgan floated on the inky darkness that she had surrendered to, enveloped in a feeling like being submerged in warm water. Muffled voices reached her ears, and she thought maybe it was the angels beginning to call to her. This notion was chased away when the loud, frightening noise of a mechanism screeching on stiff gears permeated her silence.

Suddenly, a shaft of searingly bright light fell straight on her face, in her eyes, and the shock of it was enough it physically hurt. Firm but gentle hands gripped her upper arms and hauled her upright. Her mind spun, trying to adjust, make sense of the chaos. The sound of water streaming off her body into whatever she'd been held in was unnaturally loud, and also painful to her ears.

"I'm n-not dead?" she said, her voice quavering.

Morgan blinked in the harsh light as her eyes adjusted to see a man and a woman leading her away from what she now saw was a sensory deprivation chamber. The chilled air in the room felt like it was biting into her, raising goosebumps on her flesh and causing her to shiver uncontrollably. The thin gown she was in was open in the back, exposing her white bra, and when she was sopping wet, it left little to the imagination. The female tech took notice and immediately wrapped Morgan in a thick white robe, leading her to a seat and helping her sit before she shone a light in in both her eyes.

"No, you aren't dead; in fact, you're very much alive, Lieutenant Commander Greene."

Morgan shivered again and blinked at the light, dazed and confused.

"My rank is Captain…" she offered.

"Captain was your rank this time in the simulator." The female tech's face changed slightly into concern. "What else don't you remember?" She looked at the male tech. "Dr. Arkaville is memory loss normal?"

The male tech, older, with liver spots and short-cropped silver hair leaned in. "Many subjects experience bouts of amnesia, but usually temporary. She should be recalling things clearly soon." he responded. Morgan was becoming more aware, and in turn more defensive as she was poked and prodded.

"What the hell are you talking about?! Where am I and what is this place!?" she cried. As her blood pressure rose, an immense wave of nausea washed over her and unable to stop herself, she heaved her last meal onto the pristine floor. The female tech hurried over with a pink basin to catch any more vomit, and she gently rubbed Morgan's back as she tried to catch her breath.

"Just relax Commander, it's only the aftereffects of the drugs." the female tech said.

"Drugs? What did you give me!?" Morgan said, feeling another rush of nausea and dry-heaving into the basin. Taking a shuddering breath, she looked around her surroundings, trying to remember any of her former training, but it was fuzzy. The female tech smiled.

"You're at the Farm, it's what we call this base here in Carson City. Remember the Skywatch division?" Morgan looked at the patch of the insignia on the tech's lab coat, and the word seemed to resonate in her head, like she'd heard it before. Morgan furrowed her eyebrows, a few flashes of a lab and shaking hands with scientists forming in her head.

Suddenly, a woman in a dark suit strides into the room. Morgan looked at her, getting the odd feeling she knew her, she just wasn't sure how.

"How did she do in the simulation?" the woman in the suit asked.

Dr. Arkaville stood from his patient to converse with the new woman.

"She performed as well as expected, the results were the same. The implant worked too well." he said quietly. The woman narrowed her eyes at Morgan.

"Then run it again." The female tech immediately protested.

"Ma'am, she's having an adverse reaction to the drugs, Agent Greene, she needs a rest." Morgan stiffened at the mention of her last name.

"What…what did you just say?" she said. Agent Greene looked at Morgan with amusement.

"Seems like her brain is more scrambled than usual." Agent Green said, thinking a moment. "Fine, move her to the last session of the day, but she goes back in. And this time, up the parameters of the test. At this point she's our best hope for the experiment, and I have Director Witwicky up my ass for answers!" she snapped before leaving the room.

"What did she mean by Witwicky? Sam Witwicky?" Morgan said, confused. A sharp pain in her head made her groan, and she felt the oncoming migraine from the stress.

Morgan hissed at a sharp pinch in her shoulder, and snapped her head to the side to see the female tech removing the needle from an inoculation gun from her arm.

"There, that should help with your nausea and the effects of the drugs. And no, she means Carly Witwicky, the Director of National Security. She's threatening to shut this project down if we can't synthesize the implant in you."

"What do you mean by implant?"

"A real innovation of science, really. The Cybertronians? They are real, I can tell you that much. Our government has been doing experiments to find a way to convert energon from its toxic state to something usable by humans. You, so far, are the only one to survive this procedure, and under normal circumstances, it enhances all your senses tremendously." The female tech explained. Morgan, slightly scared and very confused, put her face in her hands.

"None of this makes sense anymore…."

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Sooo…how was this? Unexpected? This new idea and pretty much the entire chapters couldn't be done at all without TimeLordBud, thanks dude! Reviews are appreciated!