Transformers re-Prime-d (Season 1)

Speed Metal

Knockout's laboratory scared me. I was sitting on an examining table. The doctor was rummaging around his many cabinets.

Knockout exclaimed, "Eureka!" He pulled out a sharp looking syringe. He brought it over.

My forearm was exposed. It had already been sterilized and prepared. Knockout primed the needle.

He calmly said, "I'll do this on three. 1... 2..." He stabbed me with the needle, in took my energon and part of my symbiotic flesh, then quickly removed the needle. He put that off to the side and bandaged the puncture. Knockout advised, "You might not want to use that arm for a few days."

Seriously? That's lame.

I got up off the table. My arm really hurt. I had no energy to argue with or yell at Knockout. I walked to the door, down the hall, and then to my room. I changed and tried to sleep.

Not much later I heard a knock at my door. I got out of bed and went to see who was there. Knockout seemed frantic.

He hastily asked, "Do you have say, two pairs of armor you could spare?"

I went to my dresser and pulled out both pairs of medium-battle armor. I handed them to Knockout. He rushed down the hall without a 'thank you' or 'goodbye'. Since I couldn't sleep, I walked down to Knockout's lab to see what all the commotion was about. I almost could not believe my optics. Inside were two femmes around my age.

One femme was taller and looked a little bit older than I. She was white with navy blue details and blue eyes. This femme had the most beautiful wings I had ever seen. They reminded me of a snowflake. The other was shorter and looked a little younger and less mature. This one was an army green femme with pink detail and pink eyes. It seemed that Knockout had given this femme a green Neo cloak, which covered her wheels well. Knockout planned to take Matrix down to earth and go racing.

Knockout noticed that I was standing in the doorway. He invited me in. He gestured to the femmes, "These are Snowstorm and Matrix. They are the proud successes of project New Soldiers."

Snowstorm and Matrix were the only survivors. I did not ask how many test subjects there were, or even if Knockout would try again. I felt threatened by these new femmes. I did not know a single thing about them. At this point I was very tired, I went back to my bed and slept.

Next Day

I walked from Megatron's medical room to the command center.

Snowstorm and Matrix were being swarmed by cons. I decided to listen from half way across the room. This way, it seemed like I was too cool for them, and I didn't add to the chaos. At first, it was hard to decipher the information, but after a while I understood.

Snowstorm was a strategically based genius. She bore no weapons and could not fight. She seemed very proper, extremely mature, and wise. I had to fear her intellect. On the opposite of the spectrum, Matrix was a master with guns. She could hit anything from anywhere, but wasn't very smart. She was immature and rowdy. I was threatened by her usefulness. I did not want to be here, not with them. They reminded me too much of my brothers. Lucky for me, I could stay here and not be with them. With them and not. Oh, how life was cruel.

Knockouts enjoyed taking Matrix down to earth to go racing. Similarly, Starscream was going to take Snowstorm out flying. It seemed both cons had grown fond for these femmes in a short amount of time. I felt... I... I didn't know anymore. I left to go back to my room. I was not tired, but I slept anyway.