Mutated Hero

Chapter 12

One last drop of energon/ human blood fills the test tube, completing the serum; at least, what I hope to be the end of it. I had already mixed all the other... exotic fluids that I calculated to work. It didn't take long, but finding all these ingredients was the hardest part.

I step over towards my heating table, carefully holding the test tube with me. Pulling out a pair of pliers, I clasp it onto the glass bottle, hovering it above the hot stove. After it began to boil, I pulled it away from the stove and clasped it on another part of my desk.

I wipe a drip of sweat from my brow, taking in a deep breath and leaning over my table. All this work is taking the energy out of me, I am quite tired. Unlike cybertronians, I do have to sleep like normal humans. The metal didn't change any melatonin that runs through my system. Once all of this is finished, I will get some proper rest.

One problem I am facing is not having a test subject. I could use myself for the rest of it, but I find myself liking the metal placed on my arm. It gives me strength, as does my leg. It makes running easier -which is something I might need later in my life.

I work my arm and leg with metal a lot to keep up it's durability. It's not that I'm afraid it will break or run down, but I don't want it to become rusted, or stiffen up like bones would normally do. There's no way I could just pull it off, so it doesn't matter what I do to work out, it's always going to be there -unless I used my serum. But I'm not using me.

I need a cybertronian test subject.

***

I rush out on my bike and towards the city. My base may be far from any city, or any other aliens staying here, but I have all the time in the world. And I know where the Autobot base is located.

The city is buzzing with life. People all around riding in their cars, bikes, skateboards even, or walking, all of them hanging out with each other, talking and laughing with one another. I stop at a red light and take in my surroundings. All of those happy people.

All of them get to live a life filled of freedom and happiness. They have families, friends, and get to do what they please. Living like a normal human.

So free...

I can never be like them, I guess, though. My real life as a human was taken from me. I can't have friends. I can't have a family. But everyone's destiny is different, right? Well, mine might as well be made my me. No one tells me what to do.  I have to be alone, so I might as well make the best of it.

The light turns green, and I speed away, making my way towards the Autobot base.

I arrive at the building about three hours later. The sun scorching my skin, it already beginning to turn red, but the sun is going down now.

I rest my hand on my forehead, swinging my leg over and setting the bike against a rock. Slowly taking away my shield from the sun, I squint at the door to the base.

It was closed(of course), but it looked... abandoned, as if no one has touched it for years. Although I haven't been back here for ten years, and it is possible they left, maybe back to cybertron, or just switched to another base, that one being more likely.

I remember hearing all the stories and legends of ancient cybertron, all of its's beauty and magic. The cybertronians praised their world, it was what sustained them, gave them their lifesource. But it was also their downfall. 

There was much of their life sustaining supplies, but any planet would run out of it's resources. A war started, beginning the two sides; Autobots and Decepticons. In the end, though, they just destroyed their home planet. They hadn't meant to, in the end of it, but it was something that was too late to be fixed. Both sides were at fault. Neither one of them is better. They both equally involved in the destruction of a once thriving planet. 

Humans could do the same to Earth as well. We already are to some extent, it could happen. Yet we haven't done it yet, and I hope I don't live to the day we do.

I slide my hand against the unused door, before pressing my ear against it to try and hear any movement. Nothing. Not even a drop of water was heard.

Frustrated, I growl and punch at the door with my metal hang, making a dent in the surface. Still not even a single sound echoed through the tunnel. The rock was solid, probably many feet thick, but I managed to make a dent. How? That shouldn't even be possible.

Unless I was getting stronger.

I pressed my foot against the gas pedal once again and fly towards my home, ignoring everything around me as I go.

When I reach 'home', I slam the door on the way home, shouting in anger and kicking my computer table beside my bed.

Why couldn't things work out? I needed to destroy them! I must keep going.. keep on moving until my plan is done. I can't abandon myself yet, I just need to teach myself some patience.

Finally looking up, I sit down at my desk, switching on my computer and begin to search through the world-wide-web. I go through all the maps of the world, looking closely at everything -and my eyes burned from the blue light, but I just blinked it away and went on.

Hours go by, before I find a location that could possibly be the home of the Autobots. But the only thing I can see from the photo is a large symbol. It was the face of the last autobot -a legend I read from the Decepticons data base. The face of the last Autobots is the current Autobot symbol.

I smile at the sight, and I stand up, going to prepare my drone.

The completed drone flies off to the designation of the autobot base, located only a few hours away from the old base.

Nothing comes up as the drone circles the perimeter, but as I go on, I spot a single Autobot, him being silver, and his feet being wheels. The camera on the drone, I made using the remote, zoomed in to see the 'bot better, and to see who it was. 

Sideswipe.

***

I am so tired.  I made the mistake of drinking iced coffee an hour before I normally go to bed. What a terrible idea I had.

Asides from that, Doctor who, anyone? I just made an eleventh doctor cosplay, and I am so excited. I've also been writing a doctor who fanfic on another account I have, which has been... interesting to write.

I've also created a costume, long before I started writing this book, based off the character Kira. Part human, part cybertronian. I was going to wear it to TF con last year, but I couldn't finish it in time. Oh, well. Maybe next time. But I still have it! and it's completed now - would any one be interested in seeing it? 

Well, I think I am gonna head to bed now. 

bye