《Transformers Reborn》ORA! (Chapter 10)
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Psychobar and I reached the spot where Greyhound's ship was, and saw the man come out.
"Echo! I'm alm- who is that?"
"Hi?" Psychobar said, full of uneasiness.
"Greyhound! I found his guy on the ground and brought him back!" I yelled at him.
Greyhound stepped back. "Brought him back?" I responded with, "I forced some of my own Energon into his Spark, which brought him back."
Greyhound sighed, and motioned for me to come into the ship. I followed him into it while dragging Psycho. Yes, I'm calling him that.
We all sat down and I told what had happened. When I finished, he sighed.
"So you brought the damn guy back to life. Why am I even supprised."
I look at him. "I might be able to make an army, but that would require a very large ship and a lot of time."
Greyhound looks at me. "Something we are not doing."
He motions for Psycho to follow him, and they both walk towards engine room OSR04. So, I walk out of the ship and decided to practice fighting in my Diablo Claw form. I shifted, the brown hide covering my body, the horns interlocking, and my eyes turning a bright red. The magma-like skin radiated heat, and some wisps of smoke drifted off my skin. I flexed my clawed fingers and punched the air. A burst of fire came with it.
After some experiments, I learned how to use Dark Energon along with the fire, making a purple one that just keeps burning. I try and merge it with my Diablo Claw form but nothing happens. I keep trying and still, nothing happens.
I was about to try again when I hear something move. I blink, and to my surprise my vision changes, and I see red all over my body.
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X-ray vision but with heat? Damn... What was it called? (A.N. note: seriously, what is it called?)
Anyways, I look toward the noise, and see something move. My head follows it, and I see what it is. Some kind of four legged Cybertronian animal, and I heard a low growl come from it. I switch to normal vison, and see something terrifying. It has flaming purple eyes.
It lunged for me, glowing purple claws cutting when I was a second ago. I shift back to normal and look at the beast. I start to smile. Recently, I figured put that my Hunter (Prime) class gives me a boost against animals and the like.
I get into my fighting stance and rush at it, jumping over it before kicking it in the back. I flys a few meters, and crashes. I run towards it, and just as it looks up, it sees my knee hitting it's face.
I see it's eyes widen. Again, it flys back, though it recovers before I can go up to it and hit it. The claws grow longer, and in that moment I see a glowing Mod on is forehead. Suddenly, a purple horn emerges from it, and hits me square in the chest. I go flying back. I get up and get a good look at it. Purple spines cover it's back, a purple horn from it's forehead, and long purple claws.
It jumps at me, and I decide to use another finisher. It's stance is wide open, just like this one requires. And no, no Drill Break. Something better.
I punch it's underside at it's near me and I shout, "ORA!" I then start punching it so fast, my hands look like a blur. "ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA,ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA,ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA,ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA,ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA!"
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The beast exploded in purple light and metal scraps, and I feel badass. The mod lands at me feet. I pick it up, but scan the surrounding area. I switch to my heat vision (?), And go to Energon Vision (Patient Pending). I soon find what I'm looking for. A glowing purple crystal.
I switch to normal and open my torso's chest, showing my spark and it's purple light. I bring the shard to it, and it sucks in. My chest closes, and the pain comes.
I start screaming, and I feel my body breaking. Look, I know it won't kill me, but it hurts like hell, ok!?
Flashes of sights appear before me. Landscapes, people, worlds, and a proud man in red armour. I take that back, a red Cybertronian that I know all to well. That all of us know.
Even in the pain, I smile. I mean who wouldn't?! Anyways, the pain the gradually disappears, and I look at myself in the shiny metal.
"What the fucking hell?" I say as I look at my new body. I was slimmed down, becoming skinny. demonic-like armour covered my body, and I had two purple horns on my head, along with purple claws.
I still have the mod in my hands, though I can't get over the shock. I just found another Shard, just like that!
I shift, and as I suspected, it was different as well. It was the same, but black and purple. It also looked more demonic, with longer horns, tail, and claws.
Damn, I look good. I shift back, and I go back to no transform mode. No demon armour, just a human looking version. Of me. I am bald, though. I walk into Greyhound's ship, feeling proud of myself.
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