A/N well i always like to make my chapters a little different each time, so here Ellen will be subjected to Synthen. its up to you to tell when that substance is speaking and when its her normal state ;)
but when the Synthen is reacting to its fullest, all text will be in bold. and she is without control. call it a game 'spot the Synthen user' but to start you off the effects start to come in after this, "Yeah? Could i have a sticker?" ...you are right to be wary.
so hopefully her change in nature doesn't make you TOO wary O_o also i told a little lie saying that it will only be one chapter when she is on the Nemesis but i went overboard with the keyboard again, sorry :}
Thirst
Ellen's POV
W-Whoa, what is up with my vision right now, rebooting systems? Wow, i guess its like recovering from concussion but i don't need a written statement. Wait let me think...Predacon bones, Smokescreen, fuel rises, Bumblebee, fuel rises, Shockwave u-urgh oh yeah that guy...the fossil broke away from its main component, over the bridge and i tried to dive for it. I said that i would most likely put myself in stasis but Dad was there...so did i fall into him and he literally made me fall into stasis? That is some dense frame plating.
Wait...okay i think my optical sensors are coming online...y-yeah there blurry, there just recalibrating at the moment, adjusting the colors...that's a dark shade, that's a really dark shade. I feel...i feel stiff internal damage perhaps? "D-Dad?" was the first name to come to mind as a...er, instinctive response, second being Ratchet since he would be most likely be checking my vitals. "Dad." i called again, man i hope he hasn't left for another retrieval already especially with this lingering insecurity but I'm almost to a better state of mind just a few more times to be with him and i think I'll feel more confident to be with myself again.
"Daddies not here." My optics weren't completely focused but my audio receptors were as sharp as ever, i didn't get the usual gut retching feeling of fear, after so many years i think I've reached the point of- i don't know. Control i guess? Well yeah, I'd like to think i have control now. But er, heh, a whole block of red was now covering my view. "Hey there perky plating."
I am so glad that every Con is so distinctively identifiable. But at the same I'm not i mean now I'm feeling pretty rivaled right now, when it comes to dry witty banter that is. "Oh Primus please tell me this is a weird dream my head has come up with unintentionally." I said looking to my arms and legs, restrained no less. Yeah, i am pretty far from home right now. "Er, the dream being Knockouts basement?" i shuddered. I've not really come in contact of Knockout before, besides seeing him at the circuit and of course electrocuting him temporarily but i think I've got enough info on him.
"You, wish." He replied boastfully.
"This is real? This is real." I said shaking my head, I'm on the Nemesis? Again? I-I caught the CNA, i plummeted, and...Green. Oh no, i could kick myself. They opened a Groundbridge underneath it? No, with a quick lock on like that could only be Soundwaves work. And i...couldn't even get Dad that fossil...i cringe at the thought of failing him, and in such a way that makes me appear as some damsel in distress. e-er R-Right then, forget my failure. I need to get out of here. Now.
So as disturbing as it was though i had to watch Knockout hum to one side as he was making up allot of vials, of course i tried to see what he was making but, optics are still adjusting. "That should produce some interesting results." He then said turning around as i almost sneered at him, "Oh, don't give me that look, you're not alone after all." He mocked walking towards the exit, but stopped briefly as he looked me over producing a 'ye-ack' sound. "Girl, White isn't your base color, i have a few matters to attend to but when i come back I'll attempt to make you more 'appealing', after all i will be looking at you for a while." And then there was one.
"Why don't you just paint my nails as well 'Hun'." I said as i looked around the room, Aw well no point in stressing over these situations i end up in. if i had, i don't think I'd see twenty one. Right get to work. First off, these restraints are strong, but there setting is not high, guess he doesn't expect me to produce that much force with my given frame type. Secondly my surroundings, Hmm, Knockout has quite a bit of tools, some of which i know aren't medical or scientific. Wait that's a buffer. F-forget it dude wants to look good is all. Even if he does apply more wax to his body work then Jacks Mom does with makeup, so i looked at the tools and glanced around to as far as my optics could take me. Hmm, those vials, Energon? i found myself squinting which somehow caused my optics to well, 'zoom' in, neat. No its Energon alright but its green in color...there gr-eeeen, in colou-uur.
...Urgh Knockout, with a fresh off the assemblage line look is it any wonder he's so efficient? Well that's a bit of Intel i guess. 'Con steroid factory' Maybe Ultra Magnus will let me back into base if i had something to return with.
"..."
I was more focused on the door then anything; it was so close i could imagine just strolling out of here. Wonder if they attempted to retrieve information, of course impossible but i bet that was why i was so out of it. oh and I'm not being arrogantly confidence when i say that it is impossible it is impossible, my mind is loosely occupying this processor without actual information to translate they wouldn't be able to get a strong enough fix on it, if any case it would be pointless for them to attempt it.
"..."
I am starting to feel the strain though, as though my mind is hanging onto this form. I wish Ratchet could somehow allow recharge for my own mind. I mean going back and forth to my own body just for some mental rest is very tedious.
"..."
What is that? It's been doing that for a while now i thought it was the ambient sounds of this ship, but no It was heavy, struggling breathing. Or basically me after a two mile run at full speed.
"..."
Maybe i was aware what was beside me, that i couldn't bring myself to look to one side, but i did and it just doesn't end. Who else to be there, Breakdowns corpse but the groaning voice of Silas no doubt. And by his tired, pained groans, he'd been through this suffering constantly, and that was such a long while ago that he went through that Groundbridge back to the Nemesis. "Silas? You're...still alive in there." i said grimly with a touch of pity.
"What...was your f-first clue?" he said bitterly before his voice changed to a more vulnerable tone as i watched the dimming optics on his vessel turn desperate, "can, you...get..." he stopped as the mech body looked to my shackles.
"Out? No, there too strong for me to break." i said.
"u-uhh..." he groaned disappointingly.
"I didn't think you'd be alive this long." i said as hard a truth that was.
"They forcibly keep me alive." He said struggling for breath.
"I...I would help you if i could. I can't stand the sight of yo..." i sighed shaking my head, is there any point? I think by how he sounds, has been through hell and is still there. Right now, we are just two human beings being held against our will by hostile beings of another worlds. "But. This is just...un-dignifying for a human and yes that means you, a pretty out casted member of homo-sapiens b-but still human."
His head lay back as he sighed heavily with a slight twinge of a spasm now and then, "i wait for it to end...but it doesn't."
"You used to fear demise Silas." I said our conversation was very quiet and in this room, i don't know it felt as though we were both going to die.
"I've discovered something worse. But when I'm gone, you'll be subjected to twice as much." He said.
"Subjected? To what? Has he been studying you?"
He puffed something that sounded like a unstated laugh. "To start with they had been taking samples, the skin on my eyes, my very tissue...but then substances, injected through this body connected to my real body." i noticed his hands cupped, enough energy to still spite them.
"Substances? You mean Synthetic Energon?" i asked lifting my head up.
"..." he suddenly fell deathly silent with a slight sound of hoarse breathing.
"Silas." I said. but his head just turned onto the left side and then the right in a continuous pattern almost as though he were having a nightmare.
"..."
"Silas. Silas you have to speak." I said.
"...l-let me...let...me..."
"Colonel Bishop! Get a hold of yourself!" i cried out in frustration.
"N-ne...Yes...yes that's it." he said, Primus he was delusional, back at nest we have plenty of veterans and some of them you have to talk to them like that or your instant 'junior' material and they walk all over you.
"Alright, so that much is true. How long have i been here?" i wondered out loud. I noticed Silas' had lay his head to one side, fallen to fatigue of his mental and physical strain, still it does fascinate me that he was the one to perform such experiments, neither offer any kind of mercy but when its the other way around he begs for it, pleads. What did he expect i wonder? The pain is real. "Well that doesn't matter how long or how much time was wasted i just need to get myself back."
"H-ha-a-a...an-and how-how do you think..." i heard him hiss from his table.
I shrugged lightly, "Opportunity presents itself at any time. When exactly does Knockout come by?"
"I-I don't know, f-four, five times a day? Does it matter? Without the right environmental factors, without any tools at our expense it might as well be a 'white room'." he said. well at least he's remembering strategy.
"There's always something to use. You were in tacticians once."
"That was a long while ago...u-uh..." he said wincing.
I looked at my own position, bounded, i can't stand it for a long while, I feel as though my free will has been taken. "Well, i know my place." i stated sarcastically. "Guinea pig what a lovely occupation. the pay isn't great but my contributions to the community is what makes it all worth while." she said to him letting her face fall. "My apologizes."
"I didn't want to die here." He said quietly to himself as i watched the optics on the body that he occupied. Still in connection with his own thought and expressions. "I don't want to cease in existence, i wanted to leave a mark on this world. What i did, will only be set under the radar and to only be as a forgotten memory." He said.
My optics flared up (i only know because my vision turned a harsher color blue) as well as a slight intensive feel in my blood, "a forgotten memory?" i hissed despite his state. "People like you need to be remembered so that we remind ourselves that we need to change for the better, that's what the past teaches us which includes histories villains." I then said calmly.
"You preach at a time like this?" he mocked though there was a slight sound of humor.
"I don't know, maybe it's something you can take to the next world with." i said.
"Hmm. Well, i will say, that i appreciate that i won't die alone and with another member of my species here." He scoffed. and i looked to one side.
"You mean like the other members of your race? The Mech agents? We don't even know their identities. They trusted you, but you just wanted to run from your own race as fast as you could." I said as he looked to the ceiling. I sighed, "Look if it makes you any better i know how you feel, people can be frustrating and then there are others you just question there intelligence. the fact that we are supposed to be better then animals in that area, sometimes i don't see it. But we as a race haven't existed that long not as long as they have anyway. And yeah we've screwed up, like really screwed up but you can't lose faith in your race. A house divided against itself cannot stand." i said. "Yes I'm a dork i close quoted Lincoln but that's all i got. But i bet Agent Fowler would appreciate it."
"Still naive." he scoffed before undergoing trauma.
"I'm naive? I know our race; we can be cruel, ruthless, just plain cold. I grew up with government officials making regular visits you know. And in comparison, Fowler was a saint i don't know what caused you to think like this, how our society works or the people themselves but there are better ways to try and change our faults." I sighed, "but it's a pretty delicate problem Science, Nature, the unknown, i' thinking maybe all must exist for a better future." i stopped as i laid my head back. "But there will always be those differences, that divide us. always. i mean look at them. two factors, different ways of thinking."
"and now we are starting the same thing." Silas said nodding but taking interest. "you can't change those who think differently, only they can do that."
"Mmm..." i mumbled alright he stumped me there. "It's a toughie but not impossible."
"You...are different from me. But, i don't think you've met your end as i have." He said as she looked deeply at him as he turned his head back, "you...and your visitor cohorts better rid them off the face of this planet." He puffed.
"'Our' planet Leland." i corrected. "We...still could leave from this."
"here or on Earth, i have no life. to stay here and to die or to go back on solid ground, die slower and rot in federal prison designed for a robotic monstrosity?"
i sighed, good point but there was one difference. "better to die on Earth then on here."
"..." he relaxed his head as though he had just passed which worried me but he was just exhausted, "All those life's taken...and for what? Nothing. Nothing was accomplished i lost sight of what i was aiming for in the first place and turned it into just plain savagery." He said to himself looking to the ceiling as i watched him, "all i wanted, was change." His optics then looked away from my direction, "I'm...sorry about your-"
We both froze to the sound of footsteps, which passed on by as we relaxed again and Silas continued. "I know that doesn't mean anything but i thought to tell you. There are enough fools in the world as it is."
I just...stared at him, to think, what he was saying what i must have misheard. "You..." i stopped still trying to take it in. "i...will say..."
"Shh. Footsteps and i know that there his." He said quietly.
Knockout came back in skipping a beat as he flicked the slightest dust off his shoulders, "How are you both doing?" he asked standing in front of us, then couldn't help but snicker at me. "When you first brought here, i had to stop myself from laughing or else my hip plating may have come out of place."
"Laughing?" i said my optics narrowing at his statement.
"What? You mean you're not going ask why? Well I'm going to say it anyway, you fell..." he had to stop as he held a fist against his mouth, "excuse me i might start up again, you see, you, fell on...you fell on Lord Megatron." He said struggling to not laugh.
Oh..dear God no. Great. That's something i won't be sharing anytime soon. I mean i just woke up here i don't remember even coming in contact of him, "so, how did i get here?" i asked him.
he shrugged, "Fell from the Groundbridge portal, in stasis before you even hit the floor, well you were in stasis when...well, i will say that Megatron was very..ah forget it, its more fun to guess." He said snorting a laugh. U-uh...i don't think i want to know, falling onto Megatron is enough to stop right there i don't want to know his reaction after. "So, we attempted several attempts to extract any information from you, but failed." He then tapped a clawed finger on my helm little too close for comfort dear Sir, "Seems like there's nothing stored in there. Was it your medic that built this-urrr thing?"
"Yes, with what he had to use at his dispense." I said.
"Yes, yes, bots are into recycling, tacky right got it."
"Anything else?" i asked as he hovered.
"Well can't hold you for ransom because we cannot even make contact with your hmm what, owners? So i have you." He said.
"You have me? Well i suddenly feel cherished."
"It's curious, what kind of reactions i will get from you? Given that you function as a Cybertronian then a host and that the conditions are entirely different." He said.
"You mean that I'm not like Silas?"
"Two projects can speed up progress, but you two are more of a 'hobby' project then the main focus." He said turning to Silas.
"Progress? You mean all that Energon that could fill the surface of Mars is not enough? You know if you get a little too comfortable obesity is going to be a serious problem on this ship."
Knockout tapped the side of his helm, "One step ahead of you. I've already rationed my Energon intake into smaller vials." He said, well that just ruined my joke, oh you are a worthy foe.
He was checking Silas' vitals as he checked him over physically as well. "Silas' energy is at an all time low, he barely fights for life but thankfully I'm able to keep him alive enough. But eventually It may be time to put this human out to pasture." He said.
"Why don't you use yourself as a test subject?" i hissed. "Freak."
"Freak? Says the one with a clashing paint job. Black, white, red and a streak of blue? Small but it is very noticeable, Come on be serious here." he said gawking at me. well call the fashion police I've murdered fashion.
I then pointed out something i just noticed for a while now, and it stood out. especially around here. "Are you...is that pine i smell? Are you wearing a car freshener?" i said now gawking at him.
He suddenly turned very defensive. "Well i...!"
"D-...d-don't..." Silas struggled saying lifting a hand to the ceiling.
"Oh? What do you want now?" Knockout sighed as Silas lay his head back down again, "Hmph, regrets; i find that's the problem with your race, always changing their minds not set on one goal." he said to me.
"Leland." i said narrowing my optics at him as his right hand started to move in his shackles, "try to focus on something else."
"Perhaps you should reserve comfort for yourself." Knockout said turning back to his work board and turning around producing a large quantity green Energon, "now hold still while i do something unethical."
He can slag off. "You keep that away from me Nancy."
"Oh very clever did you think that up yourself?" he said laying a hand over my arm as he injected the substance and i was unable to m-aaaaake!
"Ah!" i hollered.
"The reactions are quick but not that quick." He said bewildered.
"No...Your hands are cold." i said slightly pouting and wanting to rub my arm. "You never heard of bed side manner?" why am i even asking if Ratchet doesn't...i-i would face palm myself but lets just imagine i did.
"Oh buck up, and stop that caterwauling."
"Jeez your pretty rough with that thing, what no kiss on the arm make it better?" i added...what a painful pun. Maybe I'm losing my touch. Surely the substance doesn't work this fast? Although it seemed to work for Ratchet almost immediately. N-No just a painful pun and nothing more. but i just hope i can fight it like an illness i will say that i can feel its effects but well, its hard to explain but for its full effect I'm guessing it's mostly triggered and thrives with anger, frustration, and just plain annoyance being here, it just...ne-urgh, best t-to just be calm. Try to stay calm.
"I don't even want to know where you have been." He said. "But that is a thought; i have never encountered you before not up close and in personal boundaries anyway." he lent on the med table casually intrigued with that fact.
It was pretty weird how calm and...well mostly with Cons there just plain yelling and hollering and shooting at you but Knockout is as calm as ever more sophisticated with the term 'Deception' hmmm...w-what am i saying I'm praising a different kind of deception? "True." i said to him, "Besides the whole racing thing and that monster truck car park which was, that was a while ago things were complicated but a lot easier when thinking about it in comparison to now." i said.
He looked fondly to the ceiling, "Ah yes. I missed those times of freedom now I'm bottled up here to rust up and age terribly like your medic."
"What? With your facial complexion?" i lightly teased as he looked lightly upon that comment, "You could pass as someone who has seen their twentieth solar Cycle." I added I'm trying to remember that he is the enemy and that he is a cause of many a ones pain and suffering but he's just so. so interesting...what?
"How flattering. But unfortunately i have neglected my form since...since...well Breakdown." He stopped, "I-I have to pick up the pace since his lumbering form decided to break free of his mortal coils. typical."
"Miss him?" i asked, suppressing this nagging feeling in my head no doubt a Synthen effect, he had to apply it while I'm having a conversation? Typical indeed.
"Hardly, i miss the fine tuning if that's what you mean." He argued pawing at his chassis.
"Er, yeah sure." I said with uncertainty.
A sudden low and quiet groan from Silas made Knockout turn his focus on him, "Hey you can't die yet; these results are worth noting." He said shoving 'Breakdowns' head back that lifted out of desperation.
"Hey. You're not one for roughhousing Knockout the way the bots have described you, you prefer not to get your claws dirty." i said.
"Are you going through a human female cycle? I have heard that you experience constant mood swings." he asked mockingly. Oh come on you just dosed me up.
I sneered slightly not sure how to answer that, "Ew? And how would that be even possible?" i went with; well at least he's the most educated Con for human culture and biology. "Just, stop. please."
"Please? how well mannered, Shockwaves pet should take some lessons from the bots." He injected a few Synthen vials into Silas' as he spoke to me, but unlike me Silas begun to twist his form, hunching, his body bent upwards with spasms. "Actually, i do prefer it that the more lesser ranking Cons take are of the lower tasks but can you blame me?" He admitted.
"Sensitive digits?" i asked.
"Don't get cute. Or perhaps this is one of the side effects? When i first used a vial on Silas he was..."
"Ahhhh!" Silas hollered, "nu-ah, nuah..." he continued.
"Well, not like that." Knockout said.
That made me jolt a little, I have never seen the guy like this before, in a vulnerable position sure but he was absolutely terrified, scared and he knew to be rightfully so. There are worse fates then death...i tried to...i tried. You just can't save everyone, sometimes they have walked the path so far that you can't catch up. I know he murdered my Mother but letting him destroy himself isn't going to change that fact. "You used three vials at once...Three vials?! His body can't take it; you're killing him from the inside!" i cried realizing the over dosage of Synthen Silas had been subject to.
"Well aren't you educated." He said sarcastically "but if you're so sentimental you can share in his pain, well actually i was only saying that for the effect but, you will experience side effects the formula is not stable so as you say the results may vary." He said turning to me as he held another vial, i struggled naturally nothing worse than feeling powerless and being subjected to this. Then that nettle sting effect came in place as he placed two more vials of Synthetic Energon into my robotic form. he really doesn't mess around when he wants to. "Ooh you were better that time." He said patting my helm in a praising manner but then i noticed he wiped his hand on the nearest object, wow cold.
"Yeah? Could i have a sticker?" ...w-whoa...that was, interesting, wait where was i? Oh yeah, still on this cheap med table or torture table? Whatever, either way anything belonging to Knockout has got to be some kind of interfacing torture chamber hah! There i said it...which was gross of me. What the pit? Primus I'm sorry. "Heres another thing I've wondered about you, do you like Mech's?" i then blurted.
"Beg your pardon?" he said observing me i think, can't tell.
"As in companionship? Partnership? Prefer the company of Mech's? You know what I'm sayin'? Come on how much more hints do i have to make? Fine then do you..."
"I got the 'hints' so to answer, no! Why is it just because a Mech wants to look and feel good, maybe sometimes using a little too much buffer that he is showing availability to males?" he said defensively his mouth going like the clappers.
"Just saying, you kind of swing your hips like Arcee, what's up with that? Oh! I get it ship full of Mech's, Insecticons and a spider i guess? bet Shockwaves her Dad. No-no-no-no-no wait i got a good one i got a good one! I guess you're not into beast-ality? Ow! I'm such a douche today." i said, hey my speech is speeding up, weird i feel like the fed ex guy. "Maybe your, European? That's...that's what the song says. Have you heard that song?"
"Perhaps i gave you the extra dosage a little too premature, just as i was getting into my back story as well. It's just all about you isn't it?" He said.
"Whoa, i just realized i don't have toes." i said awed, that reminds me, seriously look at your human toes the three in the middle look like a little monkey hand so wei...i looked at my restraints, hey I'm like the fly, help me, help meeee. "You gonna loosen these? Because i have a prior engagement and if i miss my curfew then my Dads going to beat me...with his vocal processor and then Ultra Magnus gonna tighten his apron strings, yell, complain, puff his chest out and emphasize his rank, sure your his second in command, it's cute i get it. You ever get that?" i said throwing words around to no one in particular but I'd like a response.
"Hm, seems to be a trait with commanding officers." He said making a mental note or something, why is he watching me?
"You know what? I think i might stay forget it I'm good i can move on. Hey want me to help you with your buffer? I've done allot of car washing in the past with the bots. and then you can braid my hair." i said. Yeah because...urgh, my head. Good grief I'm a little spontaneous today.
"Hmm, the subject seems lightly agitated for the time being." He started pretending to speak into his hand, "restraint is barely used and is speaking ludicrously in a fast paced manner. Mild effects so far." Mild? But I'm fine. So he is observing me.
"Wow Knockout? That you?" i started dizzily, I'm al-alright I'm...I'm...ooh, I'm feelin' fine.
"What? I can be professional if i want to be." He said. "As for test subject one, he is...weakening in status."
I started to babble. Well you would class it as babble makes allot of sense to me. "Keep your log on i want my bit, er subject two, I'm just a little unfit at the moment i assure you i am in a perfectly acceptable state of mind. And when i get off this table I'm going to apprehend you for acts of aggression against our planet and illegal experimentation." I said in a drunken tone.
"Subject also displays denial. And rather wide hips for a young femme." He said. Oh! Alright provoker to get better results right? Yeah i may be feeling like a-an, well there are slight changes in my behavior but not aggressive. I'm sure i can keep myself from not completely falling to the formula...wonder what the weathers like outside?
b-but any case i looked horrified as i looked at my metallic hips, "I'm not fat! My body was designed by a male for Primus sake! An old bot but a guy. A-And don't think too much into that." i looked at my hands, "whoa it's like, they have a mind of their own." They really do. It's like...there speaking to me.
3rd person pov (due to losing focused conversation.)
"Well at least her vocal volume is that of a femme." Knockout said.
"Oh frag me!" she blurted in anger, "that's not something i would say, what? Wha-Whats happening to me?"
"Hmm. wearing off already? Faster than Silas, perhaps it is how young your systems are or the little extra spark i gave to It." he said sounding disappointed. "Not to worry, i have plenty of vials..." he said. "Hmm, maybe I'll up the dosage, I'm sure your systems can take It." he said placing five vials beside her and injecting them one by one though strangely she didn't protest.
"Thanks." She said to him. "You know when you've had like a phase of having a lot of junk food and then you try eating better for a few months and feel better for it? i feel like that right now, but extremely content." She said oddly pleased.
"Well i..." he started engaging in the conversation before...
"Knockout! I have had it!" Starscream hollered entering the room.
"Oh-Starscream-please-come on in." he said drolly sarcastic.
"The things i have to sacrifice for living one day on this dried up planet, my dignity, my pride, my rank..."
"Uh...why me?" Knockout mumbled, "at least when Breakdown was around i could pass on my own problems dealing with...er, a similar problem."
"Oh will my torment never end?" he started off again not really listening to Knockout, "first i had to vie for Megatrons favor against that traitorous harpy Arachnid. Now i must contend with Shockwave and his incorrigible beast."
"Shoot me now or at least give me some more 'stuff'." I said. Well i do feel more 'awake' in a sense? I want to move, do things, heck these restraints are feeling a little looser than before. Oh yeah I'm back to talking again everything makes allot more sense all of a sudden. (Er, Ellen's POV?)
"Look on the Bright side Starscream. At least one of them is currently on ice locked up tight in the vaults of our Warship." Knockout said.
Starscream sighed heavily, "how i would love to stuff Shockwave and his mangy abomination right in that stasis pod beside her. The only reason Project Predacon is currently in full swing is because i supervised the excavation of his dozens of Predacon bones." He said. Silas made a deathly groan, "will you please keep your lab rat quiet while I'm airing my grievances." Starscream complained, great i see I've already entered the torture.
"Starscream." Silas pained, "help, m-eee." He pleaded.
Pathetic. Living on his knees that one but at least he's finally suffering for...hmm, that was a little vulgar, meh I'm just a little edgy i-i didn't mean that. Being on this Primus forsaken ship if you can call it that, everything is purple! Sometimes i swear the Vehicons just mold into the walls there that camouflaged. Hey, it's not the Synthen; I'm fine this is my usual commentator occupation.
Starscream chuckled to himself, "my, my, my, whatever have you been inflicting upon poor Silas."
"Ha! Well anything that merits the need for a living Petri dish." He said injecting another vial of Synthetic Energon into Breakdown/Silas' systems.
I looked to one side watching the bodies yellow optics turn an oozing green again. These disgusting freaks, what they got nothing better to do? It's like watching little kids torment the wildlife. "Despite your justified lack of regard for his human side. It doesn't trouble you to watch what remains of your former partner endure your scientific endeavors?" Starscream asked, cy-manity what a breakthrough I'd clap in an unenthusiastic sarcastic manner but my hands are otherwise engaged.
"Not really." Knockout said flatly, "Besides Silas once had poor Breakdown at his lab table; i think my former partner would be p-leased to be apart."
Actually he probably doesn't care at this point after all he's chilling with Primus. But hey I'll go along with threatening villainy or whatever this is called. "You do plan on performing similar procedures on this thing don't you?" Starscream asked sneering at me.
I found myself making a lazy cackle, "and what kind of life form are you supposed to be to call me a thing?" i hoarsely asked.
"e-heh-heh. w-what?" Starscream slightly stifled at my response, no idea why i try to insult him as much as possible. i then turned my attention on who Silas struggled against his shackles enduring the pain but couldn't as the body went into stasis. "What just happened?" Starscream asked.
"You re-call all that Synthetic energon i recovered from the Autobots? Well, I've been reproducing the formula to test its vile abilities as an alternative energy source. However the compounds remains erratic and there have been side effects in both subjects."
"Such as?" Starscream said as his questions was answered as Silas awoke from his table letting out an inhuman sound of rage.
"Starscream! I hope you replaced your t-cog because I'm going to tear it out all over again and feed it to Knockout!" he cried.
"Hey if you wanna make death threats keep the words short, like er, your spark is mine, i will peal your Armour from your skin, pluck the very optics from your helm, spill your Energon like a pig, You know simplify, don't milk It." i said casually. What? He's angry and? Doesn't give him the excuse to execute a bad threat.
"Sheer unbridled aggression." Knockout told Starscream.
"Such power and fury." Starscream noted triumphantly, "Megatron has long desired a beast machined super solder and we now posses the means of delivering one to him."
"Nuergh don't get too hopeful about it i have had 'different' results from the femme, er...girl." He said.
"Different? What do you expect? Its Autobot engineering it might as well be human engineering if any at all." Starscream boasted.
"Take in the possibility Starscream the effects seem to be varied from being to being. She is experiencing a series of behavioral patterns; so far I've recorded five different responses. It's almost amusing if not annoying, but i tend to ignore her as her processor has seemed to just become 'one with the Allspark' if you get my drift." Yeah right crazy? Typical response to differences.
I looked at him as i produced an unsettling smile, too pleasant in nature but i just, wanted to. "Hello Starscream." i greeted.
"Er...yes well." He said turning to Knockout cupping a hand around his mouth, "this is slightly disturbing."
"Other side effects include easily agitated, illogical moments of a spontaneous nature, thoughts of a darker nature, too much of a friendly nature, and devious nature though she doesn't seem to realize It." he said. Don't seem to realize it? Somehow i feel as though I'm in one of those thriller/horror films where there's a huge twist at the end like that guy who thought he was alive but turned out to be dead, alright I'm bored. (3rd person POV...hopefully)
"She sounds like that human tale I've heard of." Starscream said pondering.
"You mean the one with the two sided human?" Knockout said.
"i believe the human had two names. J...J...J."
"Jekyll and Hyde?" Knockout shrugged.
"Er, Y-es?" he said raising an eyebrow at Knockout.
"What? I'm a cultural being. I read." He argued.
Starscream rolled his optics as he turned to Ellen who was tilting her head back and forth like a curious animal a slight grin forming in the corner of her mouth, "Star-scream..." she hummed in a hissing voice. "Come here."
He slightly shuddered, "No." He said warily. "If she had six more limbs..." he said quietly to Knockout.
"Oh please, you're comparing me to that cougar? I'm straight to the point, i loathe you. And unlike Silas i will say this in a more civilized inside voice, i could scrape your chassis straight off your spark chamber you lower form of life." i growled scraping my digits down my shackle bracelet. "ha-urn...your boring now." she said droll like. "Knockout! You're an interesting con. With your witty remarks and constant vain comments about your own chassis." She said looking over his color, "hmm, shame." She said in a suave voice. "And by the by, red is very out of season maybe it was a pretty big color for vehicles in the late 90's early 00's." She mocked.
Knockout made a raspy breathing sound as he stuttered paralyzed from rage. "That seems to be her one joke with me." He said remaining calm.
"You heard girlfriend. And I'm gonna beat it like a dead horse." She said clicking her fingers from side to side.
"And you scream of tacky!" he argued back then looked to Starscream.
"Hmm, did you notice her sudden change in pitch?" Starscream said. "It was a display of aggression. is this how all your experiments start out as Knockout? until they turn faulty?"
"As i have said before, that is the more 'devious' side that Silas had been expressing but still different in nature just as how different Dark Energon is to its user Starscream."
"Don't remind me."
the two then fell silent looking over the two. "Shall we inform Megatron of this?" Knockout said.
"We? Who are you...O-oh yes, of course we." Starscream awkwardly laughed as Knockout tutted.
I lifted my head to them as the two walked towards the entrance, (A/N: ? *cough* i er, seem to have lost control of the perspective) "Sure leave me here with the otherwise insane. Also i need to h-hold something heavy, cos-cos i-i feel lighter and I'm worried gravity has turned against me." i said turning to the still angered and enraged Silas, how am i devious? Why do my wrists hurt? Oh yeah restrained. "What a sorry sight you are." I then turned to Knockouts med table in front were more vials of Synthetic Energon being manufactured. "I want more." I hissed. Well i sure feel different not exactly the same reaction with Silas or Ratchet, at the moment, i do feel agitated but I'm don't exactly feel the need to turn animal-like, yet. But there is a kind of addictive feel to it as well as this enhanced boost to my abilities my mind has sharpened yet i play idiot to lead them off. But he had given me two vials and by the way...I can remove these shackles...
"Neurghhhh! Ah, ahhh!" Silas continued to succumb to the full effects of it, like an illness you have to fight it but i guess Silas being in his weakest state he hasn't exactly the strength or that he's a loathsome lazy coward but that's just my opinion.
"O-one..." i said tearing my shackles off like a tin can, "two..." i slided down the med table as i brushed myself down looking to Silas who was beyond himself anymore just a snarling animal.
"N-Now me!" he cried. I sneered brushing my arm. "Now! If you don't I'll..."
"Oh you'll what?" i growled darkly. "Your already dead, if your want to threaten anyone threaten your captors, so don't you DARE try to threaten me your the VICTIM this time!" I then performed the action of clearing my throat as i tried to remain calm this forsaken substance is making me turn into him. No it's not bad; its pretty good i mean it has physical change in my vitals.
"A sense of strength, my audio receptors have enhanced, as well as everything else, i feel like a- i don't know something along the lines of 'ready for anything'." I said picking up one of two large vials, "If i intend to get off this rusted vessel, i need all the help i can get." I then proceeded to inject the two, it was an instance sensation of fire, but I've never felt so...so alive. If-if i could be like this i-i'd be able to...
"You can't leave me like this!" Silas hollered again, urgh when will he actually die and stay dead?
"Sorry Silas...what goes around comes around, and this time you can rot." I said as i heard familiar voices and thought to take my place back at the table putting my shackles back into place but not first without stashing away some vials i may need for later.
Though i think i riled Silas up enough that's for sure as his greeting wasn't exactly friendly for the two Cons, "i am going to make you suffer in ways you will not believe!" Silas vowed, yeah sure keep going maybe his head will pop off to try and get away from his mouth, drama.
"How much of this Synthen have you given him?" Starscream asked.
"Two additional doses, three at the most. But Silas' increasingly volatile nature isn't the only wrinkle." Knockout said adding another additional vial. "It appears the more 'green' stuff i adminstister, the faster this monstrosity formally known as Breakdown burns through his own natural Energon reserves."
Hmm, only because he's let his anger control him and has just become a wrecking ball.
"This will not do. Megatron already possess one unruly beast with that Predacon of his. What good is another freak of nature that cannot be controlled?" Starscream said with a slight spark of thought appearing in his optics, "wait." He said leaning a clawed finger against his chin, "i'm a fool."
"Obviously." Knockout said.
"Follow me." He said as the two departed again.
"Wow and i thought...m-mm...Oh come on, back and forth, back and forth they'll be creating a trench soon enough, give me some God damn entertainment already." She looked to Silas again, "Although, I'd sure like to see your failed cosmetic surgery Leland." i hissed.
"You just try and touch me, you sleazy brat!" he barked.
"Past the chassis and through the scum look out Silas here i come." I sang placing a finger on the spot where originally the spark would be. "i want to see you for what you are now."
I heard an argument outside as I leapt back onto the med table, sure now there fast and don't waste time, damn it all.
"Dark Energon?" Knockout said as they entered the room, "Dark Energon?" he repeated as Starscream set the cube down. "Dark Energon?" at this point i was bored, so bored and so-so nur-irritated. Basically Dark Energon bla-bla-bla it's bad let's try it anyway is what they said in a nutshell. Aw man my head...forget it i need it.
Well looking to one side they were finally trying their Energon cocktail as Silas was the test subject, i just hope he kind of lives through seeing how there is no way anyone is bending me to their will. Seriously though how are these dumbasses able to just freely handle this stuff so Willy Nilly? As the saying goes these two are like a bull in a china shop, or that is there the china and Silas' is the bull? Oh whatever. No doubt they may use it on me if it works, so with it injected i waited eagerly for the results, how thrilling if he were to be some kind of Con killing machine. It's something I'd watch.
"Wait for it." Knockout said as Silas struggled and thrashed only to suddenly cease movement making it appear as a failure.
"Urgh humans in any form cannot be relied on." Starscream said. Heh, I'll make you eat those words, festering sack of puss.
Silas came back online growling and snarling as Knockout practically jumped up and down, "it's alive!"
"Indeed it is." i said, now to wait for the obvious failures of their stupidity. I better be wary either way. Ohhh and there it is...the sight of Starscream being lashed to one side slightly distracted me but Silas had broken free now what follows may be screams.
"Scrap!" Starscream exclaimed as i undone my shackled and slid down the med table again.
"Well this place just got more interesting." I noted to one side, watching the oblivious Cons watching the tired Silas or just resting give him a moment.
"Oh for the love of...now what?" Starscream said poking the husk.
"I tr-ied to tell you before. It's a side effect of the Synthen; he's burned through his natural reserves." Knockout said.
Well that was a waste of ten minutes of my life, because Starscream only hears the sound of his own voice.
"Then perhaps we should withhold any infusions for a while. Might calm Silas down a bit. Make him a tad more manageable." Starscream said stepping to behind Knockout no doubt to hide.
I'm sorry i had to laugh, "Whatever form Starscream your still proven useless."
"What? How did you...?" he pointed looking to my empty med table.
"Devious." Knockout repeated acting as though i were also a monster.
"Should have tightened those restraints Knockout." of course everyone seems to underestimate everything.
"Need, Energon..." Silas moaned his mouth suddenly expanding to that of impossible well, er, his jaw extended into four parts then a long extended tube with what looked like teeth on the end as he made...sounds. sounds that were on a new level of inhuman Well that's lovely, i'm stuck with two dolts and a zombie-vampire thing, great title for a movie that.
Silas roared as he approached Starscream, and i avoided it altogether. Screw it, not my problem his time was a long time coming; Megatron just kept milking the damn termination thing. So i stood to one side with folded arms, Knockout running to one side was what i managed to catch in the corner of my optics, whilst i watched with amusement to the silent fear Starscream had shown. I think I've never seen him so silent.
Of course until Knockout ruined the show, as he electrocuted Silas but only for him to stumble back away from Starscream. Hmm, Knockout was quite calm in dealing with that, a breath of fresh air in this scenario.
"Do you think he is really trying to...?" Starscream dared ask.
"Suck out our Energon with that thing?" Knockout finished. "Seems that way."
"Well it aint no third arm." I added.
"Here take her, take her!" Starscream hollered pointing in my direction.
"Here's an idea, maybe you should run now? Yeah. Yeah we should all run now." i said looking over my fingers, i think there slightly scuffed, yeah, yeah there slightly scuffed aw man now if that ain't the worst part of my day.
"Age before beauty!" Starscream announced shoving himself past Knockout.
"That's fair!" Knockout said not to contradict the statement.
What ensured now was this lumbering oath of what looked like Mecha Frankenstein and two panicking Cons and yeah i went in there direction too, i mean at least i have two forms of life to slow down the abomination.
"See if you can hold him off!" Starscream called.
"w-what?!" he turned to me, "Er, hold him off!" Starscream had transformed, "wait for me!" Knockout cried jumping onto the back of his wings as he flew off.
"idiots." I said before transforming myself as i followed them safely in numbers and all that. But foremost, i need directions to the nearest exit or...i don't know i haven't really thought on a stronger plan something's blocking it. When i finally caught up (damn Starscream and his thrusters) it was a painful sight of bickering and panic, advanced race? Sure that's why you're endangered of course.
"Use your head Knockout there are..." he turned to me, "er...you?"
"Use your head Starscream i'm potential 'meat' for your zombies." I shrugged casually.
"Oh." He said nodding his head relived, "of course now...wait a minute, why are you so cheerful about that?" he said narrowing his optics.
"Oh blow me." I blurted. "Just carry on with your plan or whatever and get this scrap over with."
They both stared blinking empty minded before turning back to one another, "Lets see." Starscream said counting the points he had made, "Knockouts fault, use your head er, ah right. This ship is crawling with highly trained Vehicon troopers armed for combat. The moment Silas attempts to feed they will neutralise him for us problem solved."
"Well, at least you have some kind of faith." I said. "However twisted that is."
The two Cons slowly turned their heads to me, "Starscream perhaps we should terminate 'this' experiment also." Knockout said leaning into him as though i was that deaf.
"Agreed." Starscream said casually producing a weapon and pointing it at me. "You understand, call it a necessary evil on our part."
It was the way he did that got me riled up; he wasn't even looking when taking aim, not even taking me seriously. So i thought to correct his error as i took hold of his weaponized arm pulling him closer in a forceful manner, "i'm much stronger now Starscream, maybe I'll break YOUR leg." I growled.
"Heh-heh, look El-Ellen that's your pet-i mean freely chosen name right? Y-You're not well and-and for the greater good we just need to extinguish you that's all. You're a human of reasonable thinking, now if you just let me wound you and drain the bad Energon. In a way i'm doing you a very gracious favour all this mental stress will merely disappear with you in oblivion never to...arrghh!" i had started to squeeze my hand, his wrist starting to give as i leant into his audio receptors.
"Don't frag with me. I'm tired of it. Now you owe me an arm, a broken leg and anything else that was mentally straining. Like hmm, let's see ah yes, my many unfortunate encounters with you as a small child, basically EVERYTHING up till now." I hissed something inhuman in tone but thought into something. "My friends...you nearly killed my human friends, beings my age, and even younger."
"You..." he hissed back reluctantly.
I shook my head, "Now i'm coming with you, understand? And the both you. Quit your whiny cries and bickering!" i added with a 'light' punch to his stomach.
Starscream wheezed, "How i loathe you girl." He hissed.
"Nuergh, the feistiness is fine but everything else is just plain creepy." Knockout said.
I spread my arms as i spun around to them, "you wanna stay here in the hollow corridors?" i stated angrily.
"What do you think we are st..."
"Then hurry up! Dead or alive it makes no difference to me if your either."
"Touchy." Knockout said as i carried on with the two, there is no way i am walking ahead of them with my back exposed. Though i noticed Knockout watch me like i was his patient. "Hmm, devious, paranoia, anxiety. She's switching from one side to another, Not exactly the best formula to be around." He said to Starscream.
"There is nothing...nothing wrong with me." I argued, "i-i'm fine."
"Well, we could still use her for bait." Knockout shrugged.
"What?" i growled.
"Nothing. He said nothing." Starscream said slapping a hand over Knockouts mouth. As i noticed the two had fallen silent but slight flicks of their head and i guess that they were comm linking each other. "Now, er, we need to locate Silas." He said placing a clawed arm around my shoulder, "we could need your assistance." He said yeah if that doesn't scream of 'the moment i turn my back he shoots' i don't know what is but sure...
"I'll assist." I said to him grinning but he found that all the more disturbing.
"Now, once we recover Silas' body we must dispose of it as quickly and as efficiently as possible. No trace of him can be allowed to remain." Starscream continued.
"His..." Knockout shuddered, "infected, body." As we carried on down the hallway weapons drawn.
"Wu-ah!" Starscream exclaimed.
"Dah!" Knockout added as we turned a corner to find a Vehicon lying on the floor. Knockout rushed to him as he checked him over. "Gone. Completely drained of Energon. Tell me something Starscream, when you said problem solved is this even close to what you had in mind?"
"I do not appreciate your tone Knockout. This bruent catastrophe is hardly my fault." Starscream argued the two now confronting each other.
"What is with you guys never taking responsibility for anything? What will you spontaneously combust or something?" i noted but i doubt they could hardly take notice.
"Well it certainly isn't mine!"
"Hello?" i said as a throaty growl came from behind me i felt a slight shiver up my back i'm not a fan of zombies and have not been since that delightful Halloween of 2000, "Oh. Okay." i said folding my arms as i watched the corpse reanimate as the two continued to argue.
"Oh no? You're the mastermind who chose to experiment with Synthetic Energon." Starscream said.
"Guys seriously..." I thought to mention, give them some kind of chance to actually take notice.
"Well you're the monkey wrench who thought it was a good idea to dabble in voodoo." Knockout continued, neither one backing down until they were arguing, groaning and moaning zombies themselves.
I sighed, "Fine whatever get molested by zombies." I said stepping to one side. "Poor zombies going to be starving if he thinks he can get any Energon from these two."
"Energon..." the undead Vehicon said.
"Suck erm dry." I muttered leaning up against the ship walls, i found the Zombie wasn't particularly interested in me the moment i turned to look at him; perhaps it's that rule of having another type of blood overpower another. Synthen over Natural Energon and Synthen being the higher ratio. Like that rule of smearing Zombie blood all over you to lead away your scent. What? i don't like zombies but, Miko has got me watching them with her.
"I thought you said he had no spark?" Starscream said.
"Dark Energon. It reanimates the dead." Knockout explained as he started shooting at it. "Aim for the head!" he cried over the shooting.
"What?! How do you know?!" Starscream questioned.
"I have seen human horror films." Starscream looked at him as did i, "at drive in theatres." Knockout argued. Unless there's a home entertainment room on the Con ship.
Well after a few attempts Starscream managed to blow its head off, but the long tube with teeth still remained, "It's the headless horse-con! Tongue sold separately!" i announced.
"Forget the head, go for the spark." Starscream said as he did just that, and the Vehicon fell as a lifeless husk again.
"We severed its link to the Dark Energon. Human horror films, waste of time." Knockout said as we approached the now lifeless Con.
I face palmed, "there not supposed to be for educational purposes, unless it's to prepare for an apocalypse. Well actually it depends on what universe we're talking here."
"Let's move already." Starscream said as he started on ahead. I watched the body; i don't know i seem to think into it a little too much about what happens now and then what happens a few seconds later.
"Come on." Knockout said to me and noticed he had stood there waiting.
"Oh how courteous." I said walking past him.
"Your still a sacrificial piece you know." he said lightly. "So don't get any idea's."
"What ideas? I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut. Now move it." i said as we caught up with Starscream.
"How is it with the slightest of problem. we are able to spread it?" Starscream said laying a palm over his face.
"If the mutation can be passed along with single bite the entire crew is at risk." Knockout said.
"As are we." I said.
Starscream made a slightly disturbing high pitched sound, like when you tread on a dogs tail i can't believe to even make such a description but the other one involved the male...so yeah this is the clean version. "You're saying Silas could get more Terrorcons?" he said.
"Mm could happen and the ensuing feeding frenzy could turn this entire warship into a scrapheap, so n-ow can we sound the alarm?" Knockout said as we turned another corner.
"You there, have you noticed any unusual activity?" Starscream said noticing this small group of Vehicons whose backs were facing us, who turned at the sound of his voice as one of them- yeah there zombies too. "I-In t-this sector?"
"Panic mode take two." I said starting to shoot at the group of Cons as i backed away. The, Sigh, 'other two' went off in different directions fleeing from the group, and i groaned, alright then I'll lightly go with outnumbered for their reason for fleeing. "Is this how you deal with the problem?" i called falling back.
"In here." Starscream said pointing to a room.
We took a breather if you will, sitting ourselves down to the back of the room, "Knockout this situation may be a bit more dire then either of us ever imagined." Starscream said.
"Mmm, i find it rather ironic that after battling Autobots all these years, getting smack down, shot at, blown up. This is how our lights go out?" Knockout said.
"Oh brother." I droned i think I'd rather be freezing to death right now in the Arctic.
"Drained of our precious fluids, if this is indeed the end, if we are to become Terrorcon chow. It has been an honour serving lord Megatron with you."
I mocked sniffed, "that's beautiful man."
"You're no Breakdown, though i must confess i have always admired your lustrous finish." Then the awkward silence of which i ruined or fixed either way.
"Called it." i said leaning into my fist. But in any case i need to ditch the bromance there's a control panel here and that's good enough for me.
"And you." Starscream announced at me.
"Huh?"
"Well...at least we're taking you down with us." he said, well i should've come to expect that, a compliment from Starscream? Yeah right maybe in an alternate universe.
"You're not a bad racer." Knockout said.
"Oh." I said lightly, well this is odd i guess i forget that Cons are beings too. "t-thanks. And that, really is a nice shade of red." I added thought i may turn red myself.
"Well i try to keep the shade but you know how your planets oxygen levels are a killer on my upper thigh under plating." He said. Okay no way am i getting sucked into this anymore there still Cons after all but neutral conversation was kind of hopeful. No back stabbing or insults just talking. But this is very awk-ward.
"You know you should use 5W-30, for you, 'wheeled' types i...hear that it is best for all environmental factors." Starscream suggested.
I tapped my knees with my fingers as i sat in with the awkward and brief conversation, Starscream suggesting a type of oil. good grief. "Nice alt form." Knockout noted quickly to the floor as i couldn't help but let my mouth hang.
"I-I-I..." i stuttered.
Starscream cleared his throat, "Well then."
"Should be going." Knockout said.
"Er, yeah." I finished well that was 'different'.
I thought to follow but this wasn't going to get me anywhere, so i stayed where i was as the other two darted out, even with this Synthen i can't take on an entire army alone. Well i still feel enhanced and that's enough. Then i remembered the screen in front. "Please have Groundbridge controls." I said lifting myself from the ground and hovering my fingers over the controls and tapped away at them; 'very' slowly as well i might add. The language was almost unrelatable to Autobot text. Well i like puzzles I'll give it a shot 'again'.
"Lets see, communications patch. Lock down...i can't see any key that would represent a Groundbridge." Each symbol is almost an anagram of Autobot code. But there's more to it. Let's see what did Dad say about encryption. Symmetric Key, Stream ciphers'. No that's a different kind. Ah. I remember now one moment please.
Right, well from a rough if not blurred translation, i have managed to find a map for better words for the ship itself. Now that would be a start. Quarters, main control room, hangar doors, engineering, med bay, ah, storage. Let's have a look, Energon, Weapons, So, here are the vaults that Knockout mentioned. But the relics won't do me any good if I can't get off this thing. I mean it's not like i can fly...
Fly. What am i thinking, my best chance is to find those relics, find a Groundbridge access panel and get off this place. But perhaps i could...should i? Where are those hangar doors, there. But the one i want should lead to atop the ship. But the vault room is closer to me. Now give me a minute while i think hmm, the Immobiliser and Spark extractor should be my best bet, more subtle seeing how both stop them dead in there tracks one way or another. Hmm, i am completely insane for even theorising this, but it can't be the Synthen i'm speaking as myself the spark extractor, maybe I'll get to use it.
Well i waited until i couldn't pick up on any sound or movement from outside the door; i have to say being solo on the Nemesis is pretty...exciting. I am the only one in potential danger but without the concern for others i can better concentrate and take in the feeling of suspense. Zombie-Vampire Cons, a ship full of Vehicons, Seekers, Insecticons and a Predacon. Alright, let's get this over with. But just to be sure, better use those vials i stashed.
A/N so...yeah i think i may have lost control there, OC's taking control that's new...the power of Synthen people. soooo i hope your not too disturbed because it may get worse, in the next chapter there will be other encounters and Ellen is and will get worse. The Predacon, Megatron shows Starscream how to properly manipulate and control a Synthen abuser as well as an involvement of Dark Energon and Soundwave...have i got you thinking? ;}
also this will take place in between an episode, may still take place during thirst and evolution i'll fine tune the details but yeah may be skimming my teeth with this one. maybe a little bit of a weak idea but i like the scenario idea. so R + R please Fave, follow its alllll good
also i may start answering reviews this way because i have a terrible memory and say that 'i will do this and that' but i always forget so i will answer your questions from here :)
so:
BBDents: a jet pack for Ellen's Starlight form? never thought to give her one, its one of those 'unique' things that maybe should remain unique but...it has got me thinking but if i gave her the ability to fly it may cause some problems :) thanks for reviewing.
KMN-91: not sure if you noticed my subtle comment about her falling on him, but i guess its up to you to imagine HOW that scenario went :P
PepperCornPie: that comment about the Predacon, gave me an idea to perhaps not convince him but say a 'line' that may influence towards it. hope you spot it when i write it in :)