This is Crazy, but I'm in the Bayverse!

A night worth remembering

   When it happened, it wasn't just what an average transfan would picture. I mean it's not usuall for a strange process to be done instead of what others would imagine at the word 'bonding'. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself! Haven't explained what happened after Megatron got me from the water....Okay here's what happened:

            Megatron chuckles.

            Well that was a little later because, we may have been…having our little moment after he made me go into robot mode…Okay here’s how it went.

            My entire body is channeling in so much pain it ain't funny. Pain and suffering a human wouldn’t want to be in; it took my optimism and courage to keep it at bay. If my teeth moved then it could fall out with no chance put back into its former location.  My entire skull could have been fractured, or something worse could have taken its toll already. Didn't the men say "You spilled your guts." to me back some days ago? ...it could have been longer.

                "Megatron..." I whisper. "My skull hurts. I don't get what...you are saying..."

                Megatron lays me down.

            A powerful sensation went through my body.   This sensation feels healing; fixing and mending the wounds that had been inflicted.  For a strange period of time there is something in my brain that’s resurfacing something about haunting and Malbury Street. My entire body feels to be extending-- the sounds coming from me are machinery-cybertronianish—no my eyesight’s returning! This influx in body change has transitioned my eyesight to something people would see in Terminator, robot eyesight showing inferred-X-ray vision that went away to reveal the bright white sky. I feel like something died in this really strange change, but was it? Things went smaller. My neck got this hard-stiff pain that I had only experienced back when I was eleven one day.  Knowledge stretching from the beginning of the Great War to the days where Seven Prime’s existed zipped through my head for just a few seconds. Responsibility appeared in one of these images.  I saw myself, standing on a hill, looking at a sun set. I believe that’s me, that gigantic-scout sized femme who seems to have some regret and guilt on her faceplate.

            How do I know these things?

            Electrical sparks glowingly in string patterns—black in my eyesight—above my optics. They were gone in a flash more so in a black inkblotch shape. Then a signature registry appears on my dish tray.  “..So weird.” I finally said.  “Woah. I just sounded wi-“ I look at my hands. They are gigantic-cracked at some edges while relatively four inches wide. I have; Five digits, two legs, a head, two arms, and a torso. Megatron helps me up; my legs are incredibly wobbly unadjusted to this new change. Now that I look at the apprentice…My perspective’s changed. It feels like I am 15,000 rather than merely fifteen human years of age. Megatron really, really looks good. Well to be precise: He looks straight-gorgeous hot. You know hot as in steaming hot attractive that could possibly lead to a whole group of femme’s swarming around him if Cybertron was still alive.

            “I didn’t realize your armor is so shiny until now.” I said, deadlocked on his rather sharp and gigantic armor that can outshine a unicorn at a contest at any given time.  It’s tempting to make snarky and sarcastic comments capable of being catapulted into comedian jokes in a situation like this. But all my invisible walls are down for him. The courage that’s being used in here is extreme but for Megatron, courage is not needed nor is fear holding me down.

            My admission is: Love is actually encompassed me. Not fear or courage as my entire outcasted-friendless-and numerously betrayed childhood restrained me from this very special moment. The past could not crawl up my shoulders as an unexpected frog. The apprentice smirks, we were hiding out from a pillar he had used to hide our little meeting.  The only meeting we may ever have; because his face will be crippled by Optimus at the end, The Fallen will die, and I don’t know what may happen to me….I may return to my world for all I know.