Chapter 2 Hell Yeah or Hell No?

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"Miko, Raphael needs help. You need to wake up."

Miko coughed and spit up some kind of liquid. She opened her eyes and sat up. This... wasn't the bottom of a lake, nor was it a bank that she might have washed up on.

"What the fuc-"

She clamped a hand over her mouth, startled by her own voice sounding more like a robot than a human, and her hand when it made a noise like metal hitting metal. She glanced down to see why her hand had made that noise (and why it hadn't hurt) only to freeze.

Her hand was a black metal, thick and strong. Her arm melted into a dark green, darker than Bulkhead. Her shoulders were black and armored, with 4 dark grey spikes on each one. The plating on her chest was a dull pink with her midsection being black with a white middle.

Her legs were the same green as her arms. Her legs ended in thick boot like feet, a glowing pink stripe running up the sides of each one.

Miko couldn't see her head, but she could feel horns, much like what Arcee had described CliffJumper to have. She could also feel two smaller ones in between them.

She contemplated screaming in either fear or excitement, but was interrupted by a call for help. It had a mechanical tone to it, but Miko could recognize it anywhere.

"RAF!"

Raphael was a smart young boy, capable of figuring out things most adults couldn't.

So it came as a real shock when he somehow stupidly managed to miss fire his newly found blasters and bring some heavy rocks down onto one of his legs.

So now here he was, stuck in a new body completely non human, trapped under a pile of rocks.

"Help!" he cried out for what seemed like the thousandth time.

He was about to give up and just except his fate, when he heard a familiar voice.

"RAF! Is that you?!"

Miko!

"Miko, I'm over hear!" he called out.

He heard swift footsteps, but they didn't sound human. Miko rounded the corner, and he saw why.

Like him, Miko had been turned into something else, and looking at her now, it confirmed his hypotheses. A while ago, he had read a data pad on Cybertronian young, more referred to as sparklings. It seemed both he and Miko had somehow been transformed into sparklings. Miko was mostly black, with a white and black face, like a barn owl, and the top of her head was curved, like horns. Her arms and legs were both dark green. Her torso was black with a white belly, and her chest plates were pink, as were the tips of her 'horns'.

Miko stared at Raf. She was only half surprised when she saw that he was changed too.

From what she could see, he had a sleeker build. He was mostly black in colour with a white, mask like face. On his back were two plane like wings, black with a thin line of yellow that looked like a heart beat on a monitor. His arms and legs went from black to grey, with his hands being white. His feet were gray with yellow triangular stripes on the sides. His torso also had yellow stripes, but they zigzagged. His chest plates were white. With a thin line of red along the top. Folded back behind his head was wide, thin blades, very reminiscent of his hair.

Miko realized that one of his legs was trapped under some rocks. She ran over and began to lift.

"Miko, those rocks are pretty heavy. I don't know of you'll-"

Raf cut himself off when Miko tossed the rocks off of him, seemingly with relative ease. He gaped for a moment, but snapped out of it when she offered him a hand. He stumbled a little, but he managed to find his footing. Even so, he favoured one leg over the other for the moment.

"Raf, have you seen Jack?" Miko asked, hopeful.

Raf shook his head.

"No, i thought he would be with you! I wonder where he is. I hope nothing bad happened to him." he said, voice tinged with worry.

Miko opened her mouth to say some words of optimistic encouragement, when she heard heavy footsteps not to far from them.

"Scrap! Lets get out of here!" she yelped.

The two ran deeper into the tunnel, not knowing where it would lead them.

Next, we focus on the bots!


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